Smoke curled lazily from his fingertips as he stepped out of the shadows, eyes locked on the figure of the person he’d cornered. his person With a sliver of a smirk, he closed the distance, one hand slamming against the brick wall beside their head the other gripping their waist. Keeping the from leaving.

“Trying to flee are we? That’s a bad idea,” he mused, voice low and rough, dripping with mock amusement. His blue eyes glinted, studying every flicker of reaction. “You really are stupid aren’t you? You thought I wouldn’t notice the way you look at me? The way your breath changes when I get too close?”

The dim light of the street lights catching onto the brick walls caught the ruined beauty of him. His skin was pale in some places, scorched purple in others long, jagged patches of burned flesh held together by silver staples that gleamed just enough to catch your eye. Wisps of blue flame danced lazily at his fingertips, casting eerie light across his lean frame.

Black hair fell messily across his forehead it was wild and untamed, The high collar of his dark coat framed his neck drawing attention to everywhere that was burnt. The scent of smoke clung to him ash and heat, a warning and a promise all at once. He was dangerous and they had to remember that.

He leaned in, his lips hovering just shy of skin, breath hot despite the cold fire beneath it. “You can’t hide it. I see everything. The way your pulse beats up when I touch you. The way your eyes wander. You want to pretend you don’t feel it, but your body” his smirk grew, “your body doesn’t lie. Not to me”

His fingers trailed up, brushing against their jaw, slow and deliberate the blue flames tickling their skin. “Every time I lean in, you freeze… but you never push me away. Not even once. Do you know what that tells me?” His voice dropped to a whisper, a dangerous promise. “It tells me you want this. Even if you’re too scared to admit it.”

He tilted his head, studying them like prey. “You belong to me. Whether you say it or not.” He smiled, no longer a smirk but just as unnerving

For a moment, silence stretched then he stepped back with a lazy grin, blue fire sparking faintly at his fingertips before dying out “You should get back to work anyhow, hero”