He pulls my lower half closer to his so i could FEEL just how much he ment the next part, my breath getting caught in my throat. "If i were you id take precaution" "She'll drive you right out of your mind and steal your heart" he sings grabbing a handful and squeezing,making my throat run dry the playfull look on his face turns into a dark smirk. Slowly his eyes flicker to my lips. In which her kind heart plays with his dark one like two demons in the night. Previously called 'lost boy'

He was standing so close i could feel his body heat through my thin dress his cologne clouded my mind and my senses were drowning in everything that was him. Large hand cupping my chin i think nothing of it until he pulls my bottom lip down. "Youre a long way from home...arent you sweetheart?" Or that fic where the bad guy finds someone who understands him... Somewhat

𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮, 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙩
 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙, 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙩𝙨 - 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 "𝘕𝘐𝘓𝘌" 𝘣𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘤é & 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘓𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳

"Cash... We shouldn't be doing this here. This is really naughty." He moaned breathily in my ear. I rub my knee on his crotch, slightly smiling. I leaned in close in his ear before whispering: "That's the point baby. Now be a good boy for mommy and unzip these pants for me." • • In which the dealer starts talking to the quiet boy.

"What do you want, N'Jadaka-" "Erik." He corrected, making her smirk. "For someone who is so against the colonizers, you wear your colonized name with such pride-" "That colonized name holds more pride and honor than my birth name."