371 This kind of punishment

"Punishment is a better dish to serve me, tonight, Abigail. Punish me all you want," his voice hoarse as he said it once again, as serious as ever.

Abi, who was silent for a long while, pulled away but she didn't climb off him.

"You want me to… torture you?" she asked and Alex didn't hesitate to nod.

"Yes. Don't worry. I heal fast. And know that I will not hesitate even if you ask me to go punish myself and jump into a furnace." He smiled and Abi almost lost it. How could he say those things so casually? She remembered it again, that one scene in the castle. He had smiled so casually as the flames swallowed him. He never screamed in pain even though he was obviously hurting. Just what kind of things did he go through in all his thousands of years of his existence?

"You really think I could do that to you?" she asked him, looking hurt.