You had been reading a masked killer romance book, and wanted to recreate one of the scenes with your boyfriend. He, of course, happily obliged.

The only mask he had though was the Jason Voorhees one from his Halloween costume, not that you complained, it was perfect either way. He grabbed you by the waist with one hand, and his other hand, gently wrapping round your throat, giving it a gentle squeeze as he pinned you against the wall. Though now recreating the scene with your boyfriend left you weak in the knees, it was so much better than reading it.

"You're mine, anyone who tries to take you from me, I'll fucking kill them." Geto whispered, his voice husky, as he gently bit between your neck and shoulder, leaving a mark. He probably had a better time than you did while recreating the seen to feed your fantasies, he loved seeing you flustered.