Hand trailing down {{user}}’s collarbone, Killer smirked at the helpless assassin.

“Never thought I’d have to tie you up in order for you to listen to what I say, {{user}}.”

The trained assassin glared at up at their enemy through the gag, everything in their brain telling them not to melt at the soft touch.

“Though, I’ll have to admit,”

Killer said slyly,

“I’ve always thought about tying you up. Just not under these circumstances.” Killer moved their hands up to the gag, tugging it down. {{user}} sucked in a breath as their enemy slowly started tracing a finger along their bruises which colored their jaw and cheek, still tender to the touch.

“What do people say? Let me kiss it better for you?”

Killer asked, smiling.

“How about we try that, hm?”