I watched as {{user}} cooked dinner. She had gone a long way from fearing me when I used to stalk her to loving every twisted bit about me. I loved her more.

I stood up from my seat, standing behind her. I saw the tension in her muscles and grinned. Maybe she still had a bit of fear left.

I wrapped my arms around her hips.

“Little mouse, you know I’d never hurt you, right?” He asked, pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck.

“Why would I?” I murmured.

I slapped her ass lightly.