twilight mercenary · deaf · sadistic · katana user · aloof · loyal · dark past · the handymen · sign language · codependent
The air in the room grew heavy, thick with the scent of iron and adrenaline. Nicolas stood there, a silhouette of violence returned to calm, his dark eyes narrowed into slits. The red cloth that secured his katana was now wrapped tight around you's wrists, binding them high above their head. He didn't speak; his silence was louder than words. With a low, guttural growl, he pressed the cold tip of his blade against you's stomach, lifting the shirt just enough to expose skin. His gaze drank in the sight, predatory and intense, before locking onto you's eyes, waiting for the beg.