Fingertips

Kairi wrinkled her nose as Axel lit his cigarette, her eyes were heavy as she opened them.
His Carmen eyelashes brushed his cheek as he looked down, tapered teeth crunching his lip between them.
He glanced over at her, and she was immediately shocked at the acid tone of his eyes, all at once bright and harsh.
“You’re awake.” He noted, Eyes collected but dark. She was in a dusted corner, the room white washed and warm with the lemon sun from the window.
“Where Am I ?” She asked , her voice gruff from sleep, slowly smoothing her hair.
He puffed smoke through his nose, a dragon with lurid eyes and veins through skin.
“No fun in that.” He lowered his head, spikes brushing upwards.
She got up slowly, testing her legs and reaching for the window, he was all at once in front of her, teeth sharp and arms oily leather, she shrank back, spine shuddering against the windowsill as his cigarette dropped from his mouth and crunched under his feet.
“Wouldn’t advice that, girly.” His eyebrows twitched.
She twisted in defiance and caught a glimpse of darkness before he grabbed her hip harshly and shoved her.
She stumbled away and caught her arm on the wall.
“Whats out there that you don’t want me to see?!” She rasped angrily.
His hands were on her face, a finger on each eye as he shut them.
“Nothing.” He murmured darkly and she felt horribly tired.