Glaring red of the strobe light drew a line across his pale white face. Lowering the cape yibo sits awkwardly on the barstool. Loud voice drummed against his ears, air smells like an unlikeable mix of sweat and alcohol. On his lap, surrounded by his both of his palm was an glass of shimmering gold drink, mirroring a blurry image of his own pitiful face.
A hand appears under his Vision, long manicured fingers digg into the flesh of his chin, lifting his face up. Flickering line of sharp red momentarily blinded his vision. When the redness receed, yibo met with a crooked smile of the women, her lips is red as the invading light, her gaze brutally wild.
"You don't belong here. Those eyes of yours, too bright.. too pure"
She pulled his face closer to her. Her fingers hovered over his slightly parted lips for moment before it's goes down to press against its flushness and pinched it between her fingers.
"But you're face..Pretty enough to catch his eyes."
Her fingers trail down his chin to neck, feeling the heavy movement of his prominent Adam's apple.
"If you don't want your childrens to be thrown on the street and beg for food. All you need to strip and beg. He likes it that way."
Snippets: Devil In My Bed(ZSWW)
Author : Fire On Fire
