Don't pull the trigger ~ Dan Howell AU

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BEFORE THIS CHAPTER STARTS I HAVE TO APOLOGISE FOR MAKING THIS CHAPTER REALLY LONG AND I HOPE IT ISN'T TOO BORING BC I DID KINDA GET A BIT BORED WRITING IT. BUT PLEASE ENJOY THE CHAPTER AND PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS AND VOTES.

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~Scarlet's POV~

Status update:

Uncomfortably sitting with Serpent's arm around my waist, practically pressed up against him and my purpose for being here is non existent. I needed to get out of here. But how...

All of the men including Serpent were wearing dark, baggy clothes that ,in my years of experience, I have learnt are used to hide possible weapons or illegal goods. I couldn't just get up and walk away, they were smoking illegal drugs and drinking heavily publicly; it would be dumb to let me leave.

My mind started churning for smart ideas and with the more time it took, the more agitated I got. I had only been sitting here for about a minute but the music, smell and aesthetic was already making me nauseous.

Serpent's hand started to slink up my thigh slowly. My eyes snapped to his cautiously and if I hadn't controlled myself my instinct would have snapped his wrist.

He tilted his head suggestively towards the exit and returned his eyes back to mine. Bingo.

I bit my lip with a smile and subtly nodded attempting to look flirtatious. His creepy smile returned and he stood up grasping my hand in his guiding me out the curtains.

No one even uttered a protest or question, as if they couldn't care less why we were leaving.

We walked past the stairs where the bouncer was still uniformly standing. I took a glance down where I could hear a sombre jazz piece being played live. There was something so unsettling about being able to look down the stairs and realise that is where I was most safe and now anything could happen to me. My purse was still held in my other hand protectively, I was ready for anything. 

He led me into another room which turned out to be a toilet with two stalls available and wash sinks to one side. Everything was a perfect white and the place smelled lemony fresh as if it was cleaned not long ago. 

I didn't have much time to look around before I was pushed to a wall by Serpent and held by my arms against the wall. His eyes were lustful and excited and a small smile played about his lips. 

My insides churned but I had to play the part. I gently removed my hand from his grip and placed it on his shoulder, inviting him closer. 

His head dipped to my neck with a very slight chuckle and very slowly his lips made contact with my skin in an open mouth kiss. The feeling brought shivers down my spine and goosebumps started arising on my skin. He proceeded to give one more and then another and one after that slowly but surely adding his teeth into the equation. I was uncomfortable but I wasn't one to lie when I thought it didn't feel bad. 

His grip on my purse hand loosened up a little but only to guide my arm around him to his back. 

"Mmmmh..." I attempted a moan trying to make it sound as convincing as possible. His response was grabbing my waist and pressing it up against him and kissing deeper as if to leave a mark. 

My sensual noises continued and he responded positively, now hooking his leg around mine and slowly moving against my body. I was starting to lose myself in the reality of what was happening. He was obviously skilled and everything he was doing added to the equation of subtle pleasure. 

"You like that?" He asked in English in a Japanese accent. My eyes shot open.

"You speak English?" I asked trying not to match my voice with my shock.