It was the guy who was shouting at the police, he offered you water but his voice was muffled so you had no chance of recognising him.
A part of you wanted him to take off his mask right now, but the other part? Well the tension of not knowing who he was also, turned you on?
You tried shaking the thoughts but they wouldn't go away. Thoughts of him, heavy breathing fingers trailing up and down on every crevice of your body- Stop. You shook your head 'Hm?' his voice was muffled but you could still sort out the fact that it was low and raspy.
'No it was nothing really' You said back to him. He just snickered. 'What?' you asked him. 'Why won't you tell me?' he was, annoyed?
You shook your head and stood up to leave but he pushed you into the wall so he was pressed up against your back, you put your hands on the wall to not faceplant completely into the wall.
'Are you going to tell me now?' You felt his hot breath on your ear. You couldn't tell if you were extremely scared or turned on.
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Fanfictionfanfiction for Tank. (Tank x Reader) smut, a bit of fluff. (smutty, extreme smut, kinks) You (y/n) didn't like protests, nor speaking publicly and you didn't want anyone to see you either, you wanted to keep to yourself. But for once you were going...
