Deranged .:Play:.

Tyler took in a quiet breath honestly wishing she would stop with all of the questions. When she shifted closer arm lifted inorder to bring the covers up over her canvas more tucking them away at her side as he shifted toward the girl. "If you had not struggled you would not have been hurt, I didn't hurt you you hurt yourself, Emma. And it was the only way to get you to eat..." voice trailed choosing not to answer the rest one reason being he was not quite sure why he'd been chosen to keep track of the girl, silly really. Breathing in deeply blue visionaries slowly shifted downward to meet her orbs. "You should rest" he said finally.

Reiia's lips curved upward. Free..ah. Free, they were no longer being watched, could make love with noone around.. The thought was more than a little welcome. Pulling the cover up over them so Marco would not grow cold fingers slid along his soft bare chest, thinking. "hmm" she murmured. How would they become a part of society? Maybe Marco could be but... You're Crazy. Yes, crazy. She would never be able to live in a regular world, but maybe...only maybe she could try with Marco. Should they try to help others? Maybe go to the authorities...what if the authorities didn't believe them. Or worse. Sent them back. "I think I want to love you again" she murmured playfully taking his lower lip between her teeth.

It was hours before Tyler actually fell asleep and in a short amount of time he'd awoke yet again. Walking toward the dressed jaw tightened realizing Emma wouldn't just stay put and allow herself to heal, meaning there was no point in trying to wait for her to. Ahh. Oh well. Blue eyes flickered downward as the boy slid out a drawer pulling on a slightly tattered shirt and faded blue jeans which hung off his hips. Walking into the bathroom he slowly turned on the water, running it and splashing it over facial features taking in a quiet breath.

Reiia couldn't help but giggle with the words, a dirty girl? This is good, no? Slowly pulling the warmth of the blankets over them she slowly slid off her own shorts. "and you're simply perfect, my handsome" as his body pressed to hers tongue ran along lips. Kissing the base of his torso she slowly slid up, their lips meeting, deepening it slowly finding warmth in her love. Hmm, she'd never wanted to make love to someone like she wished to with Marco, needing him now. All her own. Soon their bodies were one and the events of the day slid away, all except two. Marco, and freedom.

Tyler breathed in slowly. "You're being punished today" he said as he found a leather belt glancing to her eyes moved over her slim frame slowly. Folding the ebony material in half he walked toward the bed where she stood just above it, hands wrapping around her small upper arm slowly and leading her to the end of the bed. Hand moved to the mid of Emma's back making her bend over the long bed slowly. If she tried to escape he'd have to hurt her more, this is just quick spanking.

(i already skipped with them, if that's okay xD)
A low moan ran through the female's lips her fingers digging into the sheets of the bed which was soft beneath her, way softer than any bed at the Asylum. Lips parted as she breathed in deeply. "I love you" she breathed happy he wasn't cold, happy she had him all to herself. Lips pressed together slowly, blinking up at him she slowly shifted yet again to where he was beneath her. Cranium shifted ever so slightly to the side as she looked down to him, lips ran along his chest nipping gently occasionally as she slowly kissed his lower torso, allowing herself to move down.

Tyler growled angrily as she yelled at him, hitting him. Pushing the girl back to the bed hand went across her face, slapping her. "I told you why you're here, and if I were you I'd behave because I promise, I can do much. Much worse" anger was laced into vocals as blue visionaries narrowed. Hand moved slightly to his cheek where she'd punched him, it was tender which made him madder. Obviously he was going to have to do worse, ignorant female. Where did she think that was going to get her? They're each locked in the room, he's not permitted to leave until he has control, and she...would never be able to leave at this point in time.

Reiia's lips curved upward abit confused in the beginning as to what he meant but soon she realized, his fingers moving through her long locks caused a smile to play to features. Hmm, so he thought she wanted to taste him then? Slowly cranium lifted up to meet his dark audits, a low nod being given. "Hmm" she murmured before placing a kiss to the mid of his chest, he is tired and wished to rest, this would relax him and more than likely he'd find peace, sleep. Return it? He didn't need to return anything, she enjoyed being able to love him. Please him, he's now hers to love and to please. "We are free, thanks to you" the words were soft as petite fingers found his waist before lowering herself and taking him between lips yet again, unsure due to the last occurrence though simply setting the reminder that he loved her. He is her prince. Prince.

Tyler took in a deep breath running his palm through long locks, it's not his choice at this point. "I told you, he gave you to me. And fine, Emma. You're staying there, just like that and your punishment wont be until later" backing away he threw down the belt and walked into another portion of the room angry with himself he sunk down on a couch eyes to the world outside, filled with snow. The blankets covered the grounds as the man stared, his jaw tight as teeth slowly ground together. Why didn't he just beat her and get it over with...he would though. He had to as there are fates much worse than himself.

Reiia's lips curved upward unable to stop the laugh that ran through her lips, cranium shaking from side to side. "you taste lovely" she murmured but did not force him to kiss her. No, she wouldn't make him as he did have a good point there...in some ways. Shifting slightly in the bed Reiia rested her head against Marco's bare chest listening to the soft heartbeat and slowly breathing. In, out. "you don't have to kiss me" she breathed quietly thinking he'd probably soon find sleep.

As his name was said Tyler stopped, not because he'd heard her. No. But because he was done, all of the swats. Leaning down he quickly undid the handcuffs not saying a word, not even looking to Emma as he put the belt away. Vision set down to his hands slowly the palm of his right hand is red, knuckles slightly torn from the leather of the belt. Blue eyes slowly moved up to watch Emma her cheeks were stained with tears, eyes reddened. She lived through it, and he'd been relatively fast this time. No rubbing, no soothing. He'd be the demon she believed him to be. That's easy.
"My dirty, pretty, prince" the words were just above a whisper as Reiia repeated them slowly, watching him as brow raised. Her lips curved upward to the question a low laugh ran through lips.. Hmm. What flavor? Interesting question, interesting enough. Curling closer to the man she pulled the covers up just incase he'd grown cold, truthfully she was still warm and fluttery her body more awake than it'd been in what seemed like a very long time. Today alone more awake than ever. "You taste like..." tongue ran along teeth slowly, thinking a light grin came to lips. "hmm. cherries" she murmured.