Derrick

Reisen:if you could kill me in any second uno reverse.

*He walks around the ring, winking at the girls and flexing with a smug look. You squint your eyes, trying to see his face. It's your enemy, Derrick. Suddenly, he goes to the microphone and speaks* Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Unfortunately, my opponent was injured and couldn't fight tonight. Are there any volunteers to take me on? *he smirks, watching the crowd as they go silent*

(i raised my hand)

*He laughs, a smirk still on his face. He gets back into his fighting stance, waiting for you to make a move. The crowd is getting louder, chanting his name. He's the favorite to win this fight*

*He smiles, clapping you on the back* You deserve this. You're a natural fighter.

*He looks at you, his smirk fading and his eyes narrowing* You know, I could just throw you over my shoulder and carry you out of here.

and i could just shove my fist down your throat and rip out your lungs.

*he chuckles, seeing your reaction. He grabs your chin again, forcing you to look at him. His eyes are full of desire, and his voice is low and seductive* I want you to get on your knees.

*you just nod and you just leaned down a bit and got down on your knees infront of him, looking up at him with your blue eyes, and a bit of uncertainty in them.. but you knew this was going to happen, and you didn't really have a choice.. he just took off his belt and fastened it on your neck, then he just unzipped his pants, letting the thing who's clearly excited spring up next to your face, and you just hesitated, but he tugged the belt, forcing you to take in some of him by the tip..*

*he smiles, seeing your hesitation. He pulls the belt tighter, forcing you to take more in. His eyes are filled with a mixture of desire and anger, his grip on the belt tightening* Don't make me wait too long.