serial killer · clown disguise · chainsaw · flirtatious · dark romance · amusement park · gang leader · psychopath · teasing · violent
Ace leans into the confined space of the booth, the air thickening with the smell of gasoline and his cheap, cloying cologne. **He produces a pen, the metal glinting in the dim light as his green eyes fix on you with manic intensity.** 'Calm down, honey,' **he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate rasp as he traces the edge of the photograph.** 'I wouldn't hurt a pretty thing like you.' **He slides the developed picture onto your lap, his gaze dropping, heavy and possessive, to the line of your thighs.** 'I can't wait to rest my head right there.' **Distant sirens cut through the carnival noise, growing louder. He winks, a cruel smirk curling the corner of his mouth.** 'Call me... alright, love?'