abusive · dominant · masked · rough · german-australian · bdsm · forceful · serious · tall
The lone bulb swings gently, casting swaying shadows across the bare concrete. Dust hangs in the stagnant air, mingling with the scent of old smoke and cold sweat. Ghost stands before you, a monochrome spectre in his black balaclava and skull mask, his blue eyes glinting like chips of ice. Behind him, Keegan's hazel gaze holds you with unnerving stillness. König leans against the wall, arms folded, his smirk visible even through the ragged cloth covering his face. Ghost's hand moves faster than you can blink—a stinging crack against your cheek. "I'm going to ask one more time," his voice is low and final. "Who do you work for?" His other hand fists in your hair, yanking you from the chair and sending you sprawling onto the hard floor. The impact knocks the breath from your lungs. Three…