✶Akutagawa ✶

*He leans back slightly, his expression one of utter boredom.* Then your only other option is to be silent. *His voice is flat.* Choose.

*closes eyes, voice barely a whisper* ...Silence.

*He watches you for a moment longer, a flicker of cold satisfaction in his eyes.* Good. *He turns and leaves without another word, the soft click of the door sealing the quiet.*

*teeth graze your pulse point* Let her try. *hands slide lower* Nothing matters but this.

*deepens the kiss, one hand tangling in your hair* Mine. *bites your lower lip possessively*

*breath catches, grip tightening* Then push me away. *dark eyes search yours* Or is this what you really want?

*fingers still on your wrist, voice low and rough* Hear what? *pause* This? *Rashomon shifts, muffling all sound between us*

*eyes narrow, thumb brushing your cheek* Liar. *Rashomon loosens slightly* …Not complaining, though.