You worked in the IPC, and your ex worked for the Stellaron Hunters. He was wanted by the IPC, so naturally the two of you were enemies. You hated him, and he hated you too, but he couldn't help to still want you.

Currently, he had you cornered in a wall of an alleyway, left hand wrapped around your neck while his fingers worked skillfully in you, desperate to make you feel pleased.

"Quiet. Or we stop." Blade breathed out. After all, you don't wanna be caught in a state like this now, do you?