Feral Daydreams 🎀

Dangerous Desires (🍋)

Ignacio was a well-known restaurateur, admired by many, including the bride at tonight's wedding. Guests praised him for orchestrating one of the most breathtaking wedding receptions they'd ever seen. Among the attendees was Jonathan, a close friend of the bride and a dedicated cop. What Jonathan didn't know was that the celebrated Ignacio was also the elusive criminal he had been hunting for months.

Later that evening, back at the precinct, Jonathan received a direct order from his commanding officer: track down Ignacio and gather any leads on his whereabouts. Determined, Jonathan dove into his investigation.

By the middle of the night, his efforts pointed him to a secluded building. Sensing he was close, Jonathan cautiously entered, gun in hand, preparing for a possible confrontation. He pushed open a door, expecting to corner Ignacio. But before he could react, the door slammed shut behind him.

A cold sensation pressed against the back of Jonathan's head—a gun. Ignacio's voice, smooth and mocking, purred, "Drop the gun, cariño." Frustration flared in Jonathan as he realized the tables had turned, and now he was the one caught in Ignacio's trap.

Jonathan froze, his heart pounding in his chest as the cold metal pressed firmly against the back of his head. The realization that he had walked straight into Ignacio's trap sent a jolt of fear down his spine. His mind raced, but with the gun threatening his life, there was no choice but to comply.

With a shaky breath, Jonathan slowly bent down and dropped his gun, the metal clattering against the floor, echoing in the quiet room. His pulse quickened, but he forced himself to remain calm, hoping for a way out of this situation. Maybe, just maybe, he'd find an opportunity to turn the tables.

"Ah, just like that? I thought my little bird would put up more of a fight," Ignacio taunted, the barrel of his gun pressing firmer against Jonathan's head, his tone dripping with amusement as he reveled in the momentary control over his pursuer. "Now, tell me, what brings you to my humble abode?" he asked, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he stepped around Jonathan, keeping the weapon trained on him while taking in his disheveled appearance.

Jonathan almost whimpered in fear but forced himself to stay composed, determined not to let the man get to him. Yet, beneath the surface, a desire he hadn't anticipated stirred within him. "Isn't it obvious?" he said, trying to mask the conflict in his voice.

"Mmm, perhaps," he mused, running a teasing finger down the length of Jonathan's arm, his expression turning predatory as he circled him, "but I want to hear you say it." "Who knows, maybe if you beg nicely enough, I'll consider sparing your life." He leaned in close, his breath hot on Jonathan's ear, enjoying the shiver that ran through the other man's body.

Jonathan bit his lip, torn between the desire to give in and the need to maintain his dignity. He glared at his captor, the fear in his eyes replaced by a fierce determination. "You know why I'm here. So, why don't you just kill me and get it over with?"

Chuckling darkly at the challenge, Ignacio's grip tightened around his gun, his eyes gleaming with excitement at the unexpected turn of events, but he couldn't help admiring the detective's resilience. "Oh, mi querido detective, I think I'll have more fun making you dance to my tune first," he whispered seductively, pulling away slightly, still holding the gun steady.

Jonathan's heart pounded in his chest as the man's words sent a shiver down his spine. He couldn't help but feel drawn to this dangerous stranger, even as he threatened him with a gun. "You don't even know me," he said, trying to keep his voice steady.

"That's where you're wrong, detective," Ignacio retorted with a knowing smile, "I know enough to keep you on your toes, and that's all I need. But I do love learning more about my...guests," he added, trailing off suggestively as he stepped closer, his gaze raking over Jonathan's form, appreciating the way his heartbeat quickened under his suit.