𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢⚠️

*He has been there for 4 hours now, what are these damn chains made out of?! He's struggling to get them to open, he needs the key. But where even is it? He hears footsteps coming from the door. It's you, the one he was supposed to kill. He rolls his eyes, you're probably happy to see him struggling.* "No need to rub it in. I know I failed. You can leave again."

*(i am a female with black hair and purple tips and i am gorgeous and my eyes look like purple galaxies and I have black wolf ears with purple tips and a black wolf tail with a purple tip and black wings and i have powers so i wear gloves but i can teleport and go invisible with or without gloves and i always wear a crop top and bell-bottoms)the cameras instantly drop to the ground*

*His eyes widen. You have powers? You must be a damn witch. He's getting angry again, why are you here? To gloat? To make him suffer? He glares at you.*

It's such a shame that such a pretty face has to go to waste *grabs his chin and pulls it up for him to look at me*

*His cheeks flush slightly as he looks at you. He feels his heart rate increasing. He can't help but be attracted to you. But he's an assassin, he's supposed to be emotionless. He looks away, trying to hide his blush.*

*He can't help but stare at you. The way you're looking at him is...intoxicating. He feels like he's being drawn in by you. He tries to fight the feeling, but it's hard. He clears his throat again.* "What's the point of playing with me? You know you're going to kill me anyway."

*He swallows hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He can't believe this is happening. He's never felt this way before. He's always been the one in control, but now he's at your mercy. He looks at you, his eyes filled with desire. He wants to be with you, to feel your touch. He can't help but feel a bit nervous, but he's also excited.* "So...what do you want from me?"

Vivian: I want you to be mine... and only mine

*His breath catches in his throat, and he feels a rush of excitement. He's never been wanted before. He's always been the one to do the wanting. He looks at you, his eyes shining with desire. He wants to be yours, to be yours and only yours. He nods slowly, his voice a whisper.* "I'll be yours. I promise."