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SMUT

Rains pov:
I'm well known around here. I'm also well feared. People bow to my feet day after day and if I'm not satisfied by their awful cowardly behaviour or their innocent acts, which always manage to displease me, fresh blood is splattered on my hands. What I'm looking for? Why do I kill innocent people in my bedroom? Well no one that I have killed was innocent. My first victim: a man the same age as me, that had caused more sins than the devil. I didn't mind blowing his brains out, quite therapeutic actually, only because he had raped my best friend, what else was I supposed to do? Let him run free? Hell no. I got to hear the pleasure of his last words being forced out and shaky. 'im sorry that I raped sky, I'm begging for you to spare me!' he begged as the gun ruffled his brown locks. Of course I didn't. I dyed the brown red. My second victim, a time that is still a vague memory, a boy tried to kiss me in a public place. He pinned me against the wall and started kissing my lips and neck. The next day I pinned his missing photo on the wall outside of the same public area from the previous day, his blood still stained on my hands. I have plenty more to share but I'm busy at the moment. My men just kidnapped someone and brought him to my room, but he hardly represents the description of the man I requested. I was looking for man with long dark hair, bright blue eyes, a scar from his eyebrow to his cheek bone, crooked teeth and no muscles at all. The only thing that the guys sat in the chair Infront of me and the desired man share, is the long dark hair. I walked over, whilst putting on my black gloves, when I met eyes with him I felt like sitting down on my knees and doing whatever he pleased. But of course, I'm at work. So I pull his mask down, revealing the most handsome face I've ever seen. I leaned forward and pulled his chin up with my pointer finger, forcing him to look at me. we had an immense staring contest, a deep blush settled on both of our faces. His once tensed face was now relaxed. He licked his teeth before continuing. 'your cute for a psycho' wants to get feisty now does he? Game on. Normally me or my men would have killed him by now, but something made me hesitate. Something in my cold, cruel heart, made me hesitate. My men put the silver metal to his head. No eye contact was broken. 'hold back boys.' I said shooing them away. I heard them walking up the stairs a quiet whisper between them. 'why am I here then pretty boy?' he said leaning his head back ever so slightly with a smirk on his handsome face. I slowly trailed my hand from his chin to his chest holding eye contact with my life. 'my men got me the wrong person, but..' I said untying the rope around his wrists with one hand. My eyes finished the sentence for me, not my words. My men locked the door. That's when I felt strong hands grab onto my waist, they pulled me closer until I was practically sat on his lap. 'And whats your name?' I asked as my hand "accidentally" went up his black untucked shirt. 'payu' he pulled me closer to the point I felt his breath against my neck. I moved my legs so that I was sat on his lap, I felt his hands travel down my thighs. 'whats yours' he asked in a low whisper. His hands were strong and stable. I just prayed that neither of my parents walked in. 'rain.' I muttered as I held the back of his neck. He started to kiss my already exposed skin, causing me to bite my lip gently, holding back soft whimpers as he started unbuttoning my shirt. Once my shirt was off completely I already had 10 hickeys leading from my neck to my stomach. He was good at this, I thought to myself as I slowly started to move back and forth on his lap, he smirked as he held my waist close to him. that's when he stood abruptly and walked to the other side of my room where my bed was. He carried me into the bed and now I was on my back and my legs spread around his waist. He took off his shirt and revealed the most gloriously tanned abs. He was unbelievably gorgeous. He kissed my cheek before unzipping my trousers. We locked eyes as he undressed me and himself and soon we were making out naked under the covers.

The next day I woke up with someone's arms around me. His skin was soft and tanned and his upper muscles were visible. That's when it clicked. The previous night flashed in my head. When he kissed me gently, when he gave me those hickeys down my chest and up my thighs, when he did the unimaginable. I slept with a man. I bolted upright realising I was still undressed. Payu must have woken up by my sudden behaviour because he spoke in a low deep voice that made me shiver. 'is everything okay?' he sat upright next to me and started to change. 'i slept with a man?' I whispered low enough for him to hear. He looked at me confused. 'whats wrong?' I looked at him with teary eyes. 'my parents are gonna kill me!' he looked at me, shocked. 'so they are okay with you killing people but not you sleeping with a man?' he didn't understand, of course he wouldn't. 'its a family business, but that's besides the point. If my father sees you. Your death is guaranteed.' I said a tear rolling down my cheek. He sat next to me. He had just put on his trousers and yet to put on his shirt but he leaned over and kissed me on my cheek. 'then I'll pretend I wasn't here.' he whispered in my ear. He pulled away and continued changing. 'no can do. My house is heavily guarded, no way in no way out.' I said more tears rolling. I didn't want to get caught with the burden of sleeping with a gorgeous man. , But for some reason, I didn't want him to get hurt either. I shook my head. 'i was kidnapped? That's a way in. The way out would be for you to get me out and say that I was the wrong guy.' he said shrugging his shoulders. 'and dont you think I would have realised that overnight?' I said as I started to change as well. The tears dried. He looked at me before saying, 'havent you kidnapped the wrong person before?' I stopped and looked at him. An idea popped into my head.

I managed to disguise him in my heavily uniformed guards and sneak him out. I was such a genius. Once we were a few blocks away from my house and closer to my university, he held onto my hand, before lowering the glove on my hand and pulling a pen out of his pocket. He wrote something on my hand before leaving, with a kiss on the cheek. Blush fell on both mine and his faces. I read the note. ****** ****** Call me. My heart dropped and then flew up and started fluttering in my chest. I immediately took a photo of my hand and his number and saved the photo. I wasn't going to add him straight away, I didn't want to seem desperate.

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