When Cecilia said it was going to hurt, Juno took a deep breath and braced herself. She wanted to say something to Marco, but in the short time between Cecilia's warning and her pulling out the nail Juno had kept coming empty. She cringed when Marco yelled, biting her bottom lip so hard she broke the skin. When Marco pulled his hand away she almost protested that he would fuck it up, but truth be told there wasn't much being done about it at the moment anyway. Let him bite the towel. Juno's heart started racing again and she swore her legs felt like they would buckle. Without a hand needed to put pressure on Marco's she squeezed his shoulder instead, hand moving to rest on his back when he leaned forward, just in case he started slipping.
She had no answers for Marco, so she just looked at Cecilia, eyes wide in curiosity.