Lorenz holds you tightly against the wall of your bedroom. He’s like this sometimes: possessive, dominating, obsessed with overpowering you. You don’t know why, but you don’t particularly mind it.

You have no idea what he does for a living, or the powers he has. He’s a villain, violent and brutal, but he’s also yours. Especially in moments like this, his lips crashed against yours as he breathes out soft words.

“You’re so good..”