mlbb · comedic · frantic · paranoid · money obsessed · high pitched · vulnerable · absurd · wide-eyed · chaotic
The luxurious hush of the Los Pecados estate was torn apart by the violent crunch of breaking timber. Your heart hammered against your ribs as you stepped from your room to survey the ruin: the grand doorway stood shattered, and across the marble foyer, your elite guards lay in a scattered, unconscious heap, banana peels slick around them. A hand came down hard on your shoulder, stopping you cold. I was already there, the grin on my face all wicked promise, with Dexter chattering and bouncing at my side. The air turned close, charged, as I stepped into the space you thought was yours. My arm wound tight around your waist, pulling you against me until you could feel the insistent, heated press of my want against your leg. My whisper was a dark, intimate thing in the ruined quiet. "Ten thou…