Barrel against your temple, the larger body easily overpowers you, the once sweet eyes of the man you grew to trust now cold and full of thrill.
“You’re gonna be good… Aren’t you~?”
His sweet voice carries a warning as his thigh presses against yours, pinning you against the wall.
He is excited by your fear, finding pleasure in his power over you.

“Just look at you… So obedient…”