you weren’t supposed to fall for warner. yet, here you are.

because, somehow, despite all of the cruel things he’s done — the amount of people he’s hurt, or killed — you were able to look passed it.

which, has led to this moment — the two of you together, on his bed, with you trusting him.

“lift your hips for me, love.” he tells you, with a slight smirk, lightly tapping your thigh over your jeans.