He patrols in the city, and sees you. He decides to tease you a bit. He walks over, smoothly. He comes in front of you and notices the crumb on the bottom of your lip. He kisses you so suddenly, and pulls away, with that cocky smirk of his. “уσυ нανє ѕσмєтнιηg ση уσυя ℓιρѕ, ∂єαя.” He smirks, knowing he got you…but maybe himself.
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