@originalade sent: ❝ you put a barrel to my skull not so long ago. ❞ sin @ marlena uwu
THE WOMAN’S MOVEMENT IS SLOW AND PRECISE AS SHE GLIDES INTO THE MAN’S LAP. You would think her a professional if you didn’t know her current or past occupations. The way she straddles Sinclair without ever allowing their bodies to touch, only a single arm draped over his shoulder in such a delicate manner. She’s expressionless at his claim, a possible hint of a smirk can temporarily be seen as she leans forward so that tip of her nose was just barely touching his. “ As I recall, that was only yesterday.” She whispers, the same arm that had been so delicately draped over his shoulder is moving now, long fingernails scratching up the back of his neck and through his hair to take a handful of it and pull his head back to expose his neck.
What he didn’t know, is that while she was holding his attention in one place, she was retrieving a small switchblade from a secret location on her already barely clothed form. Where she had it hidden is a secret she would never reveal to him. She presses it to his throat, lowering her body now so that skin presses against skin, pelvis settling down on him to feel the growing arousal. “ ....Now I have a knife to your throat.” She breathes, dipping down to run the length of her tongue along the man’s neck beside the very location she had securely placed the blade so that he couldn’t move or react without getting cut. “ What are YOU going to do about it?”












