Dinner & Diatribes || Kamisero

"I would gladly be the Icarus to your certainty." denki gasped out around the hand slowly squeezing his throat and hummed at the sweetest kiss that was planted on pink lips. the man's lips tasted like victory and denki smirked. the man didn't know he just sealed his fate. Denki made a choice a long time ago and he nev...