"Stay still." His words almost came out as a snarl as he grabbed your chin and forcibly moved it to the side to examine the mark on your neck.

"Who gave you this?" No response came from your mouth. You didn't even know who when you came home late at night with visible marks all over your neck after the fight with him.

"Fine then, I'll make that damn mark better than the bastard who gave it." With that, he placed his lips on the mark, nibbling and sucking on it until it turned purple.