Welcome to your worst nightmare

Azrael watched Ririka's face contort with displeasure, overstimulation, fear, and agony. The tears that streamed down her cheeks from her amber eyes were all but ignored by the brute as he studied her expressions for the information he required. She was whimpering again each time his paw brushed her coat or touched her skin. She cried out that everything felt sharp and his touch hurt. Az's brow furrowed and the smile on his face was replaced with a displeased frown. Hmm, that wasn't what he had expected... Perhaps he had gotten the dosage wrong for her? Too strong of a dose, maybe? Returning back to his shelves, Az selected a significantly smaller dose of the paralytic agent, hoping this might numb some of those oversensitive nerves just a bit to let her feel heightened sensations without being overstimulated to the point of pain. Pain was not his goal right now.

"Let's fix that up a bit, shall we? Lie still." A little cruel snicker at his own joke before he jabbed this one into her leg. He had to be extremely careful with these venoms. Too much would kill the little fae. Not enough and she'd still be too sensitive to touch. After a few moments of letting the serum take effect while measuring her pulse to make sure he wasn't pushing her body's limits, Az slowly ran his paw along Ririka's side again. "And how does this feel now? Still sharp?"

"Azrael Saxe"