You were a hero... he was a villain. But you have a secretive relationship, and therefore, beyond correspondence, you still meet in the alleys to talk live or spend time. Now you are standing next to a brick wall and your hands are in his hair, stroking his scalp, and your lips are next to his. His long fingers are stroking your waist, and your breathing is ragged.. Obviously, you decided to retire there not only for the sake of talking.

• Damn it..How could I fall in love with a hero like you?

"Because I'm damn pretty?)~"

• Some reasin.