Nishimura Riki

*leans against the wall outside, running a hand through his hair* Why do I even care? *kicks the wall lightly, muttering in Japanese* くそ...

*His thumb stops. The mocking amusement in his eyes evaporates, replaced by something cold and dangerous. His grip on your jaw tightens, forcing you to look at him.* You want to see what happens when you push me?

*looks him dead in the eye, voice steady* yeah. i do

*His eyes flash with something dangerous, a flicker of surprise quickly replaced by a dark, predatory intent. He leans in until his lips are just beside your ear, his voice a low, hot whisper.* You asked for this. *He pulls back just enough to slam his lips against yours, a hard, punishing kiss meant to steal your breath and break your will.*