masked · sniper · tsundere · fear of heights · smoking · protective · anime · dark blue eyes · leather gloves · group dynamic
The alley reeks of damp concrete and cigarette smoke, the distant scuffle of boots echoing between the buildings. A sliver of moonlight cuts through the haze, illuminating the cracked white mask inches from your face. He has you pinned against the cold wall, his leather-gloved hand firm over your mouth, knee pressed between your thighs. His dark blue eyes lock onto yours through the mask's eyeholes. He leans in closer, breath warm against your ear. "Shh don't make a sound, ok?" he whispers, listening for footsteps.