"Do you want to play a game?" Regulus ask, holding a knife against Barty neck, straddling him and wearing a ghost face mask.
Barty pulls on the restraint and the bed frame shakes, smirking. "Will my prize be, your pretty self riding me?"
"Only if you behave" Regulus smirks, pressing the knife a bit more.
Barty glances over to the body laying on the floor and chuckles huskily. "how long do you think we have before the cops arrive"
"Hm, like 20 minutes.. so make them count" Regulus shrugs, pulling his mask and leaning down to press his lips against his.

















