You could never quite grasp why you'd thought a relationship with your "rival", Blade, would ever work out smoothly. You and Blade had always been forced to keep your relationship under wraps, having come from two different mafia groups. The two of you had always been careful..

..that is, until one day you were confident that you wouldn't be caught.

However, despite thinking you'd locked the door and were being quite silent about it, your mother had somehow managed to walk in on you and Blade goin at it.

After that mistake, your boyfriend had been kicked out under the condition that he would be shot on-sight if he ever came back. That threat never bothered Blade, though. Quite the opposite. He enjoyed the thrill of being able to sneak through your window and continue your little trysts, as he was doing now.

"B-Blade, you should go. You've already been here long enough to be discovered." You whispered nervously. However, your comment fell upon deaf ears as he continued to bite along your thighs, making your breath hitch.