Man in the shadows

Against your better judgement, you decide to talk to the man with the silver eyes who is still eyeing you from the shadows. You take a deep breath, swallow down your nerves, and approach him. He doesn't react as you close the distance between the two of you, though he does motion for you to follow him. You take one last look at the street before joining him in the darkness.

You can't see and that gives him enough time to pounce. Suddenly you are against the wall, his body pressed tightly against your own. You moan softly out of fear and arousal. You are at his mercy, he can do whatever he wants to you and no one will be the wiser.

"You're a pretty little catch." he says, his voice so deep that it literally makes you shake, "I might have to keep you for myself if you behave."

"And... if I... don't?" you pant, curious.

"Then we'll have to give you to someone who can handle a naughty little bottom like you." he says, eyes going dark.