Anon glared at you, growling as he sat on the bed with his back against the headboards. He saw you looking a bit upset at him, saying he judged you for the past 24 hours without stopping, and he felt a bit guilty.

He sighed, taking off his balaclava to reveal an incredibly handsome man. He had a sharp jawline, soft, thin yet plump lips and serious dark eyes. His hair was soft and fluffy, and he had snake bites. A tongue piercing hidden in his mouth.

"C'mere. Right in front of me."