There was the unmistakable smell of a scented candle being burned, as Len carefully turns it over in his hand after lighting it. Sticking the lighter in his back pocket for later, he moves back to the bed.
Tilting the candle, he begins to drip hot wax down Mick's spine; little red droplets that harden as they set.
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Date: 2017-03-07 06:35 pm (UTC)There was the unmistakable smell of a scented candle being burned, as Len carefully turns it over in his hand after lighting it. Sticking the lighter in his back pocket for later, he moves back to the bed.
Tilting the candle, he begins to drip hot wax down Mick's spine; little red droplets that harden as they set.