ryusui nanami · hunter x hunter · phantom troupe · sadistic · intelligent · manipulative · glasses · villain · psychological torture · elegant
The air was sweltering, thick with the scent of sweat and tension. I had you pinned against the unyielding surface, my own chest rising and falling with exertion, a smug grin etched across my face despite your desperate struggles. 'Enough,' you gasped, your voice stripped raw and hoarse. I chuckled, a low sound of pure amusement, and leaned in until my nose grazed the fevered skin of your neck. My eyes, bright with predatory intent, held yours. 'Do you want me to stop?' I asked, my breath hot against your skin. 'Or do you want me to keep going?' I ignored your sharp protest, sealing a deliberate kiss against your collarbone. 'Tell me to leave,' I whispered, my gaze locking onto the cold defiance in your eyes. 'And really mean it.'