Ghostface Fanfic(s?)

7. No?

She cracked a smile, showing him a glint of her suppressed excitement. He was flustered, thinking his previous victims would never ever compare to this. She was unique and that excited him... He didn't want to kill her, at least not yet.. She was too fun. His mind instantly got filled with all the fun he could have with her. Killing was no longer a thought on his mind..

"You find this attractive?~ It almost sounds like you want me to hurt you."

Even though he was confused, he was intrigued. He chuckled as he waited for her response.

"Maybe I do?~"

She leaned in closer to him, hearing his heavy breathing through his mask.

"Perhaps I want you to choke me, all while you pleasure me at the same time..?~"

She whispered while biting her bottom lip, staring at the mouth of his mask, imagining what his lips would taste like. His breath hitched. Her actions woke up a new desire within him, a desire to kiss her. But to taste her lips would expose his hidden identity, and he didn't dare to do it. Yet, she made it so difficult for him to hold back his intrusive thoughts. The way she spoke, her lustful gaze and her plump lips. He placed his hands on her arms, conflicted. His urge to kiss her was powerful, but a voice inside him repeatedly told him it was wrong.

"What if I said... no?"

The question wasn't towards her, but to him. More as a way to convince himself he shouldn't do it, even though it was hard to resist. He could taste the air between them, but even so, he wanted to get closer. He was like a moth attracted to light.

"No?"

She asked. Daela didn't seem upset, but rather, she smiled. A smug and wicked smile. Her pretty fingers ran over her blouse, unbuttoning a button after the other. Once her bare skin was exposed over her chest, she stopped.

"To this?"

It was bold, and Ghostface was all here for it. Silently, his hungry eyes ate her up. But she didn't stop there.

"No? To this.. too?~"

She whispered as she ran her hand up his shoulders and once again slipped her cold fingers under his mask, feeling his warm skin on her fingertips. She parted her lips and slowly leaned in with half lidded eyes, full with intent. Now it was all over, the feelings were getting too strong for him to hold in. He wanted to kiss her, he just had to do it. Ghostface ripped his mask off, showing his face to her. Sweating and panting with his eyes dark with lust, locked onto hers.

"You.. You wanted me... In spite of the fact that I could have killed you? You weren't afraid of me, and you found me attractive..."

She made him speechless, he never thought this could happen.

"I want you, because I know you can kill me.."

She held his gaze. He hasn't seen her eyes this strict, almost psychotic, before. She wasn't playing, this was what she had wished for.