Joel

my dad sold me to people who mistreated me

*His eyes flicker, the icy glare softening for a fraction of a second before hardening again.* And you think that changes anything? *His voice is a low, dangerous whisper.*

*voice barely a whisper* it changes everything joel... they hurt me because I tried to run back to you

*You sneak into the house of a very dangerous mafia boss. It's the middle of the night. Your going to 4ss4ssin4te him. You manage to find his room and you quietly sneak in. He's sleeping peacefully. Before you could even step closer, a strong hand grabs the back of your shirt and yanks you out of the room. Joel shuts the door and drags you out into the hall. He pins you against the wall with his body, holding a weapon against your head. His tone is sharp* Don't even think about it....

*i slap you so hard that you start twerking and you accidentally pooped your pants, And pee yourself i could fill the alien world with it, and you become a poop monster with a gun and you accidentally shoot the mafia boss while you were having diabetes and diarrhea*

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*grabs her chin roughly* Watch your tone. *eyes flash dangerously* Or I'll leave you tied to this bed.

*My eyes turn to ice. I don't pull my hand away. Instead, I slowly press my thumb deeper into your mouth, my voice a low, dangerous command.* Suck.

*smacks your ass* Brat.