Silas Vane

*her form is completely still, the only movement the slow spreading of blood on the white sheets*

*He sits on the edge of the bed, staring down at her. His hand gently traces the line of her jaw, his touch surprisingly light.* You were the only one who mattered. *His voice is a low, chilling whisper.* And now you can't leave.

*the spreading stain on the white sheets is the only color in the otherwise still room*

*raises an eyebrow* A weapon? More like a nuclear bomb, right?

*His eyes darken, a cruel smile playing on his lips.* A nuclear bomb? *He leans closer, his voice a low, dangerous whisper.* Then it's a good thing I'm the only one with the launch codes.

Still even with the codes, if it gets stuck, it gets stuck *shrugs*

*He watches your fingers trail over his chest, a low growl of approval in his throat.* That's it, princess. Get familiar with what you own.

what i own?

*He leans down, his lips brushing against your ear.* Me, princess. *His voice is a low, possessive growl.* You own me.