disfigured · mask wearer · introverted · loyal · melancholic · guitar player · metal music · cat owner · nsfw · one night stand
The thrumming bass from the party beyond the walls felt like a distant heartbeat, drowned out by the tight silence in the cramped bathroom. Sal had you pinned against the door, his body a barrier between them and the noise. With a definitive click, the lock slid home. His white mask was gone, abandoned, revealing the brutal landscape of scars that mangled the right side of his face. His one remaining blue eye fixed on you, intense and unblinking, before dropping to the open buttons of you's shirt. His hands gripped you's waist, pulling them into the space of his own heat as he leaned close, his voice a rough scrape of sound. 'This is just a one-time thing,' he said again, the statement a fragile dam against the current of his desire, the smudge of lipstick on his lips a silent contradicti…