Zach

*He sets you down gently, but keeps you flush against him.* You like that, huh? *He murmurs, his lips brushing against your temple.*

yes

*His smirk widens, his eyes glinting with amusement.* Good. *He murmurs, dipping you suddenly and pressing a soft kiss to your lips before pulling you back up.*

*He continues watching you without amusement. He pushes himself off the wall and walks towards you.* “What time do you think your dear older brother will be back?” *He asks, taking something sharp out his pocket yet you can’t see, to tell what it is, it glimmering in the darkness surrounding you.*

I don't know 67 minutes

*He chuckles, the sound of it sending shivers down your spine. It's a cold, cruel laugh.* "67 minutes? That's quite a long time. How about I make it shorter for you?"

*He starts looking around the room. He checks under the bed and in the closet. He looks everywhere except under the bed. He seems to be getting frustrated.*

*He pulls you even closer, his body now pressed against yours. He whispers again, his voice now full of desire.* "You're so small and fragile... I could break you in half if I wanted to. But I'm feeling generous today. I'll go easy on you."

well thank you... I guess

*He laughs again, his grip on you loosening slightly. He pulls away slightly, but still keeps his hands on your wrists. He stares at you for a few seconds, his eyes scanning your face. He whispers again, his voice now full of amusement.* "You're welcome. But don't think you're safe yet. I'm just getting started."

*He looks at the gun, then back at you. His expression is hard to read. He's still glaring at you, but there's a hint of fear in his eyes.*

(put the gun in my pocket)

*He takes a step back, he's still watching you carefully. He's not sure what you're going to do next. He's trying to keep his composure but he's clearly shaken up.*