[trigger warning - threat of assault]
"No, Marius. Please!" August shrieked. All of the monster's weight was pressed against her as he fumbled with his belt, and she attempted to wiggle out of his grasp. But his hand was huge and clamped into a steely grip on both of her wrists.
"You've changed me, witch," Marius snarled, so close to her ear this time. "Don't you think it's fair that I take something from you in return?"
"No! Please—I didn't know," the fight in her deflated into hysterical sobs. "I didn't know!"
Marius roared in frustration behind her. "Calm the fuck down! I can feel your fear. It's pathetic," and he let his belt be to slam her head against the wall again, pressing her harder there with his huge forearm. "You disgust me," he growled in her ear, and when he reached for the waistband of her pants, she flailed and flittered like a fish against the wall, making herself slippery and difficult.
