Author: pantomathematics

Back to the Wall

mostlyvanillarpmemes:

  • “You’ve got me… Now what?”
  • “Don’t tell me you’re chickening out.”
  • “You’re mine now.”
  • “Your lips look so soft from up close. Kissable.”
  • “You look like you want to devour me.”
  • “No where to run. But you didn’t want to escape, did you?”
  • “Your heart’s racing. What are you afraid I’m going to do?”
  • “I can’t resist you.”
  • “I knew I could get you to chase me. You’re so easy to rile up.”
  • “You’re shaking… ”
  • “No more teasing.”
  • “You’ve been taunting me all day. Was this what you were after?”
  • “As they say, turnabout is fair play.”
  • “You thought I was just going to lay back and take it?”
  • “You’re starting to realize you’re in over your head, aren’t you?”
  • “I’m going to take what’s mine.”
  • “Now that I’ve caught you – on your knees.”
  • “You shiver every time I breathe in your ear. How cute~.”
  • “You didn’t know you were into this, did you?”
  • “Fuck, I love it when you do this.”
  • “Don’t forget who’s in control.”
  • “You’ve been pushing your luck. This is a reminder of who’s in charge.”
  • “Are you gonna give it to me? Or are you all bark and no bite?”
  • “Don’t get cocky.”
  • “I hope this is going where I think it is.”
  • “Don’t worry, I like things a bit rough.”
  • “Now that’s what I call foreplay.”
  • “You’re hot as hell when you get all in my face like this.”
  • “Is that it? Didn’t you want to prove a point?”
  • “I can feel how bad you want me. Give in.”
  • “If you want out, this is your last chance.”

WITNESS.

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                              always a luckless creature , the  ‘ angel ’  should know better than to take shortcuts through parts of the city one such of himself has no reason being in . his small frame comes to a swaying halt too late ; his shoe lands in still warm blood …   but at least he avoided stepping on a limb . still clueless as to the situation , kaede kneels before the larger body and his hand hovers over the stranger’s throat . the temptation to touch and feel for a pulse tries to overwhelm him . he only doesn’t because he knows his reputation will cause him too many problems . instead his hands shuffle through his pockets in search of his phone .

                              ( @faustium , starter call )

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                     ———IT WAS THE KIND OF SITUATION HE DIDN’T OFTEN FIND HIMSELF IN. he’d made sure to make it quick, the kill taking no more than a second in the quiet alleyway. he’d nearly been done with ridding himself of the evidence, when he sensed an entity closing in. quick as his knife, he bolted for the only hiding place he could manage on short notice; behind the dumpster. it wasn’t much, since he had initially suspected the individual to take one look and flee the scene. it would have given him time, at the very least, before authorities were called. it would have.

     ❝ drop the phone. ❞
he commanded, gun drawn and face obscured behind the fiberglass of his helmet.

                     ———IT’S A KIND OF RESPONSE THAT MAKES THE MAN SMILE. he doesn’t laugh, not with the sort of expression his new acquaintance has given him, not with the look in his dark brown eyes. he considers it for a moment, what that gaze might mean. was it one he’d seen before in another setting?

     ❝ you mistake me, sir. ❞
he begins, finishing his late night coffee that lingered at the back of his mug. he disliked american food, tastes more in line with the kind of cuisine that did not find itself in small diners on the border with mexico. as far from religious as he was, he managed to keep kosher at the very least. not the hardest accomplishment when you never ate meat.

   

❝ i sense i can do you a favor ; more than a meal, at the very least. ❞

@coinkill cont