"What? No."

A single tear had now fallen from his eye.

"Please. I don't want you to hold back yourself from me. Every time you get an urge,...cut me. I don't care, just..."

Him letting me do this, was stupid. Why would he let me purposely hurt him?

Because he loves you.

God, I love him so much. He was willing to do this, for me. The more I thought about it, the more I realized, this wasn't helping my now growing urge.

I really didn't want to hurt him. But the urge...

Gripping the blade a bit more securely, I hesitantly pulled his forearm towards me.

"As soon as you feel any type of pain, please, tell me."

He nodded.

God, I love him.