"Now, play close attention darling. Didn't go through all this fuckin' trouble for you only to waste it."

An obscene squelch followed his words when his fingers wrap around the heart of a fresh corpse. Ronin's eyes gleamed darkly watching the organ throb against his palm slickly, but was more interested in the reaction of his lover.

His eyes watched your expression instead. Like he wanted you to understand his grotesque fascination.

After all, you were the one who asked.

"Go on," he rasped coyly. "Hold it."