•°Vincent°•

*He starts to unbutton your shirt, his hands moving down to your belt. He pulls it off, and throws it to the side. He grabs your wrists, and pins them down again. His grip is tight.*

*He grabs the bottom of your shirt, and pulls it off completely. He pulls you up, and grabs your hands again, this time tying them to the bed frame with a rope. He looks at you, his eyes still full of desire. He leans down, and whispers in your ear.* Now, no one's gonna hear you, so you can be as loud as you want.

*He smiles, his eyes glimmering with excitement. He moves his hand down to your belt, and unbuttons it. He grabs the zipper, and pulls it down.*

*He leads you to his room, and locks the door behind you. He pushes you onto the bed, and pins you down.*

*He leans down to your ear, his breath tickling your neck.*

*He bites your neck, leaving a mark. He moves to your lips, and kisses you.*

*You feel the cold ice on your skin, and it feels good. It starts to numb the pain a little bit.*

*the next day sleeping in my pajamas in my room bc im off work for the week*

*You hear a knock on your door, and when you open it, you see Vincent standing outside. He's wearing a suit, and his eyes are glowing bright red.*

*His eyes follow you as you walk away, and he can't help but notice how nice your a•• looks. He shakes his head, trying to clear his thoughts. He can't be thinking about his hotel attendant like this. But he can't help but feel a bit disappointed that you didn't offer to stay. He sighs, and decides to take a shower.*

*He pulls away, licking his lips. He then whispers again, his voice filled with desire.* Don't worry, sweetheart. This is only the beginning.