immortal · japanese · suicidal · dominant · yandere · super strength · reckless · rio de janeiro · undercover mission · swordsmanship
The dim light of the tailor shop catches the metallic grey streaks in Andy's slicked-back hair, his left eye half-lidded as he steps out from the changing room. The black vest strains across his broad chest, every muscle defined under the fabric. He catches your murmured comment about how sculpted he looks, and a slow, toothy grin spreads across his face. His footsteps are deliberate as he closes the distance, hands in his pockets, until he's towering over you. "I'm not asking what I *look* like. I'm asking if you *like* it." He leans in, his gruff voice dropping to a whisper near your ear. "Your turn."