#m: adrien garcia

[guil0tine]

“   where   do   you   think   you’re   going   ?   “   palm   pressed   against   the   door   handle   before   her   hand   can   reach   it   ,   𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙵   𝙵𝚄𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚄𝚂   half   desperate   eyes   directed   at   her   .   @cambius

[guil0tine]

it   is   tempting   .   so   tempting   the   way   she’s   leaned   slightly   towards   him   ,   both   their   elbows   rested   against   the   bartop   ,   only   separated   by   the   two   empty   glasses   between   their   hands   .   her   voice   sweet   ,   charming   melody   that   ˢᵉᶰᵈˢ   ᵛᶤᵇʳᵃᵗᶤᵒᶰˢ   ᶤᶰᵗᵒ   ʰᶤˢ   ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ   with   each   note   leaving   her   plump   lips   –   boom   ,   boom   ,   boom   .   full   of   her   .   his   heart   is   full   of   just   her   .   dark   eyes   on   her   face   ,   admiring   porcelain   skin   tinted   in   slight   red   .   .   .   maybe   neph   was   as   affected   by   their   flirt   as   he   was   .   maybe   she   still   thought   about   𝚃𝙷𝙴   𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚃   𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴   they   had   been   together   too   .   

❝   spoken   like   you   want   them   all   to   know   that   your   mouth   belongs   to   me   .   .   .   you do , don't you ? ❞   shamelessly   ,   adrien’s   𝙿𝙰𝙻𝙼   𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙳𝚂   𝙷𝙴𝚁   𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙽   .   his   touch   gentle   ,   at   the   beginning   of   their   game   ,   of   their   by   now   well   practiced   dance   they   were   always   gentle   but   that   ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ   ᶜʰᵃᶰᵍᵉ   ˢᵒᵒᶰ   ᵉᶰᵒᵘᵍʰ   .   mouth   finds   hers   .   a   light   touch   for   a   moment   ,   then   he   presses   in   some   more   ,   tip   of   his   tongue   against   the   warmth   of   her   bottom   lip   asking   for   entrance   ,   asking   to   taste   ,   asking   to   claim   .   

❝   maybe   we   should   just   kiss   and   break   the   tension   .   ❞   @cambius

[guil0tine]

“   change   of   plans   .   “   adrien   shrugs   it   off   ,   gaze   glued   on   the   knives   where   they   are   being   cleaned   .   not   his   weapon   of   choice   ,   not   his   style   of   taking   lives   .   adrien   ,   a   lot   less   controlled   ,   an   aggressor   out   of   pure   impulse   ,   no   planning   behind   his   action   ,   𝚂𝙾   𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴   𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃   too   .   billie   on   the   other   hand   –   sure   of   what   he   was   doing   it   seemed   .   “   before   thinking   about   food   don’t   you   want   to   think   about   what   to   do   with   .   .   .   “   nodding   in   the   general   direction   of   where   the   crime   had   taken   place   as   he   questioningly   eyes   up   his   mate’s   face   again   .   @popularmxnster * ´ ! continued from here

[guil0tine]

he   had   overreacted   .   one   again   ,   had   given   up   control   .   didn’t   lose   it   ,   nah   .   gave   it   up   to   be   lead   by   instincts   –   to   protect   what   was   his   !   to   protect   her   .   .   .   still   panting   ,   knuckles   aching   and   bloodied   .   ugh   ,   the   blood   not   even   HIS   OWN   ,   the   grunting   of   a   beaten   man   on   the   floor   by   their   side   disturbing   their   moment   almost   .   almost   but   not   really   .   not   when   adrien   was   lost   in   the   intensity   of   her   gaze   and   the   saccharine   sound   of   her   voice   ,   when   the   obsession   grew   and   grew   and   grew   and   she   had   to   be   his   !

his   hand   finds   hers   to   bring   it   to   his   face   ,   gaze   never   drifting   ,   not   even   as   he   places   a   peck   against   the   inside   of   her   palm   .   “   𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙺   𝚈𝙾𝚄   , 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶 .   “   mumbled   as   he   LETS   GO   of   her   ,   accepting   the   complimenting   sound   of   her   voice   rather   than   searching   for   the   horrific   truth   in   her   words   .   “   what   is   mine   will   remain   mine   .   “

“   there   is   something   deeply   wrong   with   you   .   “   @cambius

[guil0tine]

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