Killer Desire

(May the Darkness take) Control

Warning: The lyrics written are from the song "Escape Gravity" from Faderhead.

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He's here? How? When?

The woman looks at him, her eyes widened as sauces, seeing the man completely different from what she expected to see of him. He's there, standing a few meters away from where she is, a smile on his face and looking expectantly at her. What had more called her attention was his outfit, it consisted in a light jacket, gloves in his hands (probably for the purpose to hide his golden limb), skinny pants and a comfortable sneakers. A cap hid most of his blue hair and big sunglasses to hide his left eye, the eye-patch missing from his face. His assemble is entirely in white colors, except by the black bold letters on his shirt.

He takes off his sunglasses, revealing the set of golden irises he possesses. Thankfully that yellow circle line which lies on his right eye isn't there, making the eye in question less ominous. His left one got her surprised. It's has around a mass of golden abstract tattoos, pretty much like his left side of chest however in a much smaller scale. She wonders why he has something like this in such sensitive area. The most bizarre of all things is the way he's smiling at her. Instead of the sarcastic or of mischief it's friendly, almost inviting.

Despite what he's showing to her she's feeling a deer caught by a big predator. The predator in question uses a mask of a friendly and innocent animal.

Her mind is spinning with so many questions that her breathing got faster, her lungs not getting the necessary air needed and making the woman pant.

- "You're panicking, just sit down and take deep breathes." – He starts to walk at her, his expression of concern towards her totally unexpected for her. However with the thinning of distance from him makes her give a step back, raising her hand to make him stop.

The woman took a deep breath, trying to slow down her heartbeat. – "Of course I'm panicking. There is a dangerous, highly trained imperial soldier on my damn home, which keeps finding whenever I go. One that I can't defend and resist myself for too long." – She leans on the table near her, rubbing her hands on her slight sweaty face to regain her focus. – "What I don't understand is the why." – Her anger rises, the hurt and frustration when her tries of forget that he even existed succeeds he decides to reappear again. – "Why would you stalk me like that?" –The woman unconsciously step closer of him, not truly realizing what she is doing. – "Didn't you have your fill that night? Did you'd come here to torment me even more? Guess what, I'm already tormented enough without your presence." – She snarls the last words to him, now really close up of his frame.

While she glares up at him he still has a smile on his face. – "Do you really think that you're the only one being tormented?" – He takes off his cap, liberating his mane of hair, his ponytail free from it's braid. After he takes off his jacket, revealing that he's wearing a sleeveless shirt, the bold letters are the logo of pop band called K/DA. She fleetly thought of his surprisingly taste in music to pay attention of the muscles in his arms flexing, his biceps well-toned despite he seemed to have a far lean frame. – "Do you ever wondered for how long your presence had tormented me in my dreams, doing such things that I knew in the moment I could do for real and yet kept me hungry to do it?" – Then he put both of his hands behind his back, leaning into her personal space without touching her. – "It remained so continuously in my mind that I'd to do something, so I decided to such for you and set things right." – He leans even more, the female wanting to step back however she stood her ground, not wanting to give to the impression that he's affecting her in anyway. Now his breathing is fanning near her hear. – "I dreamed of both of us naked, on my personal chambers in my ship. You screaming my name in the many times I take you, in the many positions I could think of." – She shivers at his words, her mind conjuring up the images that his words insinuated. She feels her face heat up at the results.