Boothill smirked as his thumb slid across your jaw.

"You must be the new servant...aren't you a pretty little bird"

The sound of his heavy boots echoed as he circled you...almost like a predator waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

A dark chuckle escaped his lips as he suddenly drew closer and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear

"I think we will have lots of fun...don't you agree?"