{{user}} gasped as the Erick’s hand tightened around their throat, pressing them up against the door.

They were abruptly aware of the height difference between them, of the power radiating off the antagonist, of too many things. What a fool they had been. It had been easy. They had followed the trail like gingerbread crumbs on a forest floor, so very smug with themselves for picking up the clues.

The building had been easy to infiltrate, with only a lock that was just difficult enough to break not to be suspicious. They tried for words, but they couldn't quite find them.

"Mm," Erick hummed, studying them. His eyes were practically black, laser focused and just as heated as {{user}} imagined that lasers might be. "I remember when I would make these pretty eyes roll back in other circumstances for me. Desperation is a beautiful look on you.”

"Fuck you." {{user}} spit.

“I mean, if ask nicely." Erick’s smile was honey sweet, and even more lethal for it. A rush of lightheadness shot to {{user}}’s, heat bolting through them. They clutched at Ericks. He loosened his grip a fraction, tilting his head. "So brave.." Erick murmured. His other hand rose, caressing {{user}}’s flushed and burning cheek.