[Kitarun]

Rune squeaked when he was grabbed, whimpering as he was pinned to the table, eyes wide with a mix of fear and... something else. Whatever it was, he did not like being treated like this. He watched Luck- it was about all he could do, stuck as he was. He saw the teen's eyes flicker down to his hips, where his shirt had ridden up slightly, exposing the bruises from his father's hands the night before. He let out another soft whimper, squirming a bit, his cheeks flushing as he realized how this would look if someone were to enter on them.