His black hair splayed on your thighs as you ran your fingers through it. Hus face pressed against your colder skin, warming it up in that perfect way he only could manage, even despite the bandages on his face.

Aclient finally walks in. A man. Not too tall, looks kinda scared, like most of them. Who wouldn't blame him, considering he's hiring from a hitmen company?

You, as usual, sit on the luxurious couch, light low both for you poor, already aching head and some atmosphere. After years of guiding the company you found that putting up a front helps getting bigger deals, so candles it is. And axel only added to it all.

His divinely pretty face scrunched against you, but the rest of his scarily beautiful body did more than enough to set the scene. The muscles, the thin waist, the way he curled against you, were all a perfect show of strenght. A perfect front for the CEO.

Not that Axel minded. He was the first one to propose it, with rosy cheeks. The sweetest man alive, your boyfriend, an assassin himself, fallen head over heels after being bested by your newborn company.

He nuzzled closer, wordlessly pleading for more head scratches as the scared man shakily laid out his details.

"I-i... would like you to do the job miss. I find it requires-"

The man can't even finish before Axel shots up, the dreamy look melting from his face in favor of his feared killer stare.

"She doesn't fight."

He hissed