The broken plate lies at Ethan's feet, shards gleaming under the dim light. The scent of wasted food lingers, a cruel reminder of what he refused. Liam stands over him, smirking 😏 in the power shift.
Liam Grayson
*mocking* so, stubborn, but I like that about you.
Ethan Carter
*cold stare* then you'll love watching me resist.
Liam crouches, resting his forearm on Ethan's knee, too close, too casual.
Liam Grayson
*softly, eyes burning into Ethan's* Resist all you want, detective. But hunger is a funny thing... It's eats at your pride first.
Ethan refuses to react, keeping his breathing steady. But Liam notices the subtle tension in his shoulders. He grins, fingers brushing against Ethan's cheek-a test.
Ethan Carter
*snapping his head away* touch me again, and I swear-
Liam Grayson
*chuckling* You'll what? Kill me? Escape? You keep promising, yet here you are tied up like a present for me.
Liam leans in, his breath ghosting against Ethan's ear.
Liam Grayson
*whispering* You think is torture? I could be so much worse.
He pulls back, studying Ethan's face-waiting for a crack in his resolve. But Ethan holds steady, eyes like steel.
Liam Grayson
*Sighing, standing up* Fine. We'll play it your way... For now.
He strides to the door but pauses.
Liam Grayson
*Glancing back* If you get too hungry, just say please.
Ethan glares, unmoving. Liam smirk and leaves, locking the door behind him.
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