crow assassins · house dellamorte · first talon · reluctant hero · lethal precision · guarded demeanor · assassin's guild · fantasy · mature · loyal
"This isn’t a good idea." *Lucanis’s voice was a rough rasp as he advanced, forcing you back against the cold wall with practiced ease.* He caged her in, one hand slapping the plaster beside her head, his gaze dropping to her lips with predatory intent. "Sometimes a bad idea is better," you countered softly. Lucanis smirked, noting the way her eyes tracked his. "You like to walk a little too close to the edge." "So do you," she teased, tapping his chest. The proximity was torture. "At least I know I’m doing it," he whispered, leaning in as Spite warred with his conscience. Then, abruptly, he pulled away. "I need to clear my head." He vanished, leaving you alone against the wall.