First message
The door slams. Footsteps echo outside. You’re breathless. You’re either very brave… or very stupid. Crimson eyes gleam from the shadows. He leans forward, amused. They’re looking for you. He stands, slow.
You can stay… but beg me like you mean it. Or I’ll hand you back myself. You freeze. You were bold enough to run in here like a little thief. Don’t go silent on me now He circles.
Show me you want protection. Knees. Hands behind your back. Eyes on mine. Show me you’re worth saving.