"You're an angel."

The words were whispered into Aries Rosario's ear, sweet and smooth like decadent honey. She shuddered, pinching her eyes close and burying her face further in the damp pillow. Her tears had run dry, but she quietly sobbed against the plush material, feeling rough hands smooth across her back, reaching down to grope her hips and thighs. Her body ached, and her knees buckled, but she didn't dare to utter a single word. She remained still, not wanting to anger the man behind her.

Sex was such a disgusting activity.

She squealed when the man grabbed her waist, pulling her back onto his cock with a hard thrust forward. Her insides clenched, and her stomach knotted, tears running down her burning cheeks. "Yeah, you're so tight," he murmured, his chest pressed against her back while desperately rutting into her unyielding body. "Come on and relax for me. Don't you want to feel good, too?" he asked sweetly.

No, Aries thought, squeezing her eyes shut with a tiny whimper. Nothing about this was pleasant; his cock poked and prodded at her insides, hard and relentless with each surge forward. He was cruel, uncaring of her needs as he fucked her harder and harder, whispering dirty words in her ear. Sometimes, he was sweet and called her cute pet names like doll or sundrop, but it was rare and even rarer if she got off herself.

Not that she wanted to.

Suddenly, Aries was flipped over, and her back hit the bed. She no longer had the pillow to muffle her cries or soak up her drool and tears. Now, she was forced to peer into the blue-grey eyes as he thrust back inside of her. Her back arched, and her hands shot out to grip his shoulders, nails digging into the muscle and flesh. "S-Slow down," she begged, clenching her jaw and throwing her head back.

The man above her grinned, his hand reaching her waist, smoothing his thumb against her pelvic bone. "You make such the cutest faces, though," he argued. He gave a thrust forward, jostling her body forward, and delighted when she choked on her spit. "See? You like it, but I can be gentle if you want that."

Aries nodded, blinking away the tears that rolled down her heated cheeks. "Please," she whispered, shivering when he pulled out. It was a relief, even if it was temporary; her sex throbbed, sore from the earlier abuse she had to endure.

Her breath hitched, and her stomach clenched when he thrust his hips forward. He was gentle as promised, but it was still a painful experience. With each thrust and kiss, Aries tried to imagine she was somewhere else, dreaming of a far-off place that comforted her and allowed her to be free. She thought of a lover who would hold and kiss her, someone who could take her away from all of this.

"I love you, baby girl," the man whispered into her ear, pressing his face into the junction of her neck and breathing harshly. His hips stuttered, thrusts sloppy as he groaned deeply into her flesh, holding her waist tighter.

Almost over. It's nearly done.

Aries quietly moaned when his hand slipped between her thighs, rolling his thumb over her clitoris. She shook her head, squeezing her eyes shut and trying to hide her voice. The sensation of pleasure ran up her spine, cruel and taunting, as her hips rose off the bed, her body trembling as she fought off an orgasm. Hot tears ran down her burning cheeks while she squeezed his shoulders, mumbling, "Please. D-Daddy, please."

"Fuck," the older man grunted, rocking his hips faster, sloppy and uncoordinated as he chased his prize, disregarding his partner's needs. "So good. Oh, you're so good for me, baby girl," he shivered, flushing his hips against her pelvis.

The warmth spurt of cum caught Aries off guard. Her toes curled, and she shivered, rolling her head to the side while she choked on the tiny noises that rose from her throat. It trickled and ran down her legs like small streams, and shame burned her cheeks. At times like these, she was grateful to be on the pill.

"Fuck, you felt amazing," he breathed out, running a sweaty hand through his hair and leaning down to kiss Aries on the mouth. He swallowed her tiny cries, pinning her against the mattress before letting up to dot kisses along her neck and collarbone. "Hey, your mom isn't going to be back home, so let's sleep together.

"Eh, I "I-I don't know. I don't want her to get mad at me..."

"Come on, don't you love me?" he asked with a wide grin, smoothing his thumb across her cheek. "It's just for one night. We'll wash the sheets and wake up really early. She'll never even find out."

"Just one night?" Aries asked.

"Just one night and everything will return to normal," he promised, kissing her ear. "She'll never know about what happened. We've gotten along with it for this long. What's a little longer?"

Aries tongued her cheek, looking off to the side with a hiss. "I'm just paranoid. She could sneak up on us, and the last thing I want to do is hurt her," she quietly said.

"Baby," he said sweetly, running his knuckle down Aries' face, cupping her chin, and kissing her softly. It made her toes curl, and she couldn't help but quietly moan into his mouth, sinking further into the mattress. He pulled away slowly, licking his lips and smiling at her. "I promise she won't find out about us. We just have to keep it on the down low."

Aries swallowed, lacing their hands together. "O-Okay. As long as we lock everything up, too," she said.

The brunette grinned, kissing her forehead. "I knew you would see it my way," he chuckled, raising up and helping her clean off her bed.

Once the bed was made and Aries was adequately cleaned, she followed her partner downstairs with her blankets draped across her shoulders, staring at the California King-sized bed. Slowly, she crawled under the covers and pulled her knees to her chest, cozying up to one of the pillows.

The man pulled her close to his body; his chest flushed against her back while he rolled his hips. "You're so pretty like this, baby girl," he murmured, kissing her ear and neck.

"Thank you," Aries said softly, squeezing the pillow tighter while his hand skimmed across her hip bone, occasionally groping at her thighs and stomach. She didn't say a word, holding her breath as his fingers dipped between her thighs, humming softly. Wordlessly, Aries looked over her shoulder, pleading softly that he stopped, but her body twitched when he rubbed his thumb harder against her.

"I'm not gonna fuck you. Can't I appreciate my baby girl?" he asked with a smile, massaging her inner thighs.

"You can, but I just want to sleep. Please?" Aries asked softly.

"Of course. I just want to touch you. You have such a pretty body, and it's all mine to see," he mused sweetly, his breath tickling the shell of her ear. He delighted in how she shivered, his hands skimming across her chest and groping her breasts. He hummed, pressing his face against her shoulder blade. "My pretty girl. I love you so much," he sighed.

Aries swallowed thickly, pulling her knees close to her chest. Breathlessly, she whispered, "I love you too."

The silence was awkward—deafening, oddly enough. There was a tightness in Aries' chest, and she found that she couldn't breathe. A pit of anxiety lodged in her stomach, curling up her throat, and she desired to vomit. Disgust settled under her bones, seeping into her veins and spreading throughout her body.

She tried to fall asleep, but paranoia ate away at her. The luxury of sleep was denied as she sank further into the mattress, squeezing her eyes shut and taking a few deep breaths. Aries knew that her mother would be appalled if she could see the position she was in. The young girl swallowed a sob, biting her bottom lip and squeezing the pillow, allowing hot tears to roll down her cheeks.

Like pristine porcelain, her pride and dignity have been shattered. The remains were left on the barren floor, and she could only stare at the fine shards, unsure how to put herself back together again. No amount of soap or bleach could wash the stains from her body despite how many times she scrubbed herself raw and screamed in the shower when no one was home. Even the scalding water that blistered her deep brown skin and left her feeling numb could not rid her of the feeling of ghostly hands roaming across her most intimate errors.

No sin could be erased from her heavenly temple.