Axel

*I turn the gun to him with cold and precise deminour*

*blade flips open in palm, expression unchanged* Brave little thing. *steps forward until gun kisses chest* Pull the trigger.

*a gunshot echoes through the alleyway and I pull the trigger*

*His eyes travel down to your boots, a slow, amused smile playing on his lips.* Cute boots, princess. *His thumb strokes your wrist.* But I'd prefer you weren't wearing anything at all.

*He just chuckles, the sound low and amused.* Is that the best you've got? *He leans in closer.* I can think of better things for that mouth to be doing.