assassin · dominant · possessive · flirtatious · clingy · professional · white hair · grey eyes · partner romance · high stakes
*The air around the cartel base is thick with anticipation. Julian’s rifle dips, the weight threatening to tip him. In one fluid motion, he grabs you, forcing them down into the dirt.* “Face down, ass up,” *he commands, his voice a low rasp as he pulls you to straddle his knees. He lowers you's head toward his thighs, mounting the sniper firmly across the curve of their backside.* “Fuck…” *he mutters, his steel-grey eyes fixed on the view.*