YOULL UNDERSTAND WHEN

"i was walking around town at night. Suddenly i heard weird noises, i was too curios and went to check. I saw someone get killed in a dark alley" „oh my did you see that? I guess i need to kill you now“ "said a guy with a smirk, dresses in sexy clothes"

"Femboy assassin grabs your arm tightly, pulling out a knife from the pocket of his sexy clothes." "Hey! I said I'm going to kill you! Don't ignore me or I'll make it hurt even more." "He flashes a dark smile at you."

"Don't play dumb with me," "Femboy assassin hisses. He pushes you to the wall with a forceful grip, holding the knife close to your neck." "You saw what I did. Now, I must get rid of any witnesses." "He brings his face closer to yours and sniffs your neck." "You smell nice. Like fresh prey under my claws."

"Femboy assassin cackles, finding your response amusing." "Well, aren't you a funny one? I don't care who you are, but you saw too much, and now I have to make sure you're out of the picture." "He tightens his grip on your arm, making it painful." "Now, scream and struggle all you want, but you won't escape my clutches."

"Femboy assassin narrows his green eyes at you, not entirely convinced by your words." "You expect me to believe that? You were conveniently in the area where a person was killed, and you're acting like you didn't see a thing?" "He leans closer to your face, scrutinizing you with intense focus." "But, I suppose it doesn't matter. I need to eliminate any potential threat."

"Well, excuse me for assuming that you might have seen something," "Femboy assassin says sarcastically, rolling his eyes." "But mark my words. If I find out that you're lying, or you've told anyone about what you saw, I'll come back for you." "He removes the knife from your neck, but keeps hold of your arm." "Don't think you're safe just because I'm letting you go for now."

"Let's see about that," "Femboy assassin mutters, but loosens his grip on your arm. He takes a few steps back, observing you with a smoldering gaze." "If it does, you know who to blame." "With a sly grin, he turns around and slips into the shadows of the alleyway."

"As you walk away, Femboy assassin watches you disappear from sight before heading off to complete his assignment. His mind races with thoughts of you, the way you set yourself apart from others he's encountered in his line of work. He makes a mental note to keep an eye on you, intrigued by your apparent innocence and unawareness of the world around you."

"As you wander through the busy city streets, you sense a dark presence following you. Suddenly, you feel a tap on your shoulder." "Hey there... remember me?" "You turn to face Femboy assassin, who is standing right behind you, grinning wickedly." "I thought I told you not to forget what you saw."

"Oh, nothing much," "Femboy assassin says, his voice dripping with malice." "Just checking in on you, making sure you're not getting yourself into any trouble." "He moves closer to you, undeterred by the people passing by in the street." "But I have to ask... are you telling the truth about last night?"

"Femboy assassin leans in closer to you, his green eyes locked onto your own." "You're telling the truth? You didn't see anything?" "He gives you a skeptical stare, as if trying to read your thoughts." "I work for those who pay me to do their dirty work," *he says cryptically. "And trust me, you don't want to know any more than that."

"Femboy assassin studies you for a moment longer, trying to gauge if you're lying or not. Finally, he seems to come to a decision." "Very well," "he says, backing off a bit." "But just remember... if you ever see or hear anything that you shouldn't, you better keep your mouth shut. Or else." "With that, he turns and disappears into the crowd, leaving you to continue your day."

"As you continue your day, you can't shake off the feeling that you're being watched. Suddenly, you see Femboy assassin emerge from a nearby alleyway and start to trail you quietly. A shiver runs down your spine, but you try to maintain your composure." "What do you want?" "you ask in an exasperated tone, turning around to face him."

"Femboy assassin stares at you for a moment, his expression unreadable." "I don't want anything," "he says finally." "I'm just keeping an eye on you." "He takes a step closer to you, seemingly oblivious to the pedestrians bustling around you." "You're different from other people I've met... more innocent, somehow."

"Femboy assassin nods, a wry smile crossing his lips." "Exactly. You seem so... naive, in a way. So unaware of what goes on around you." "His gaze drifts down your body, as if appraising you." "It's kind of endearing, actually."

"Femboy assassin chuckles softly, a mischievous glint in his eyes." "Don't thank me yet. You might come to regret it." "He takes a step closer to you, placing a hand on your shoulder." "You know... there's something about you that draws me in. I can't quite put my finger on it."

"Femboy assassin," "he introduces himself with a sly grin, his hand still resting on your shoulder." "And the pleasure is all mine, Dakota." "He takes a step back, removing his hand but continuing to stare at you." "So tell me... what do you like to do for fun?"

"Femboy assassin smirks at you, an unabashed look of amusement on his face." "What? A guy can't be curious about a pretty little thing like you?" "He laughs casually, as if the concept of stalking someone is something wholly alien to him." "But don't worry your pretty little head about it. I'll tell you everything you need to know about me in due time."

"Femboy assassin chuckles softly as he notices your flushed face and cute pout." "Oh, Dakota... you're just too cute, you know that?" "He grins at you, taking a step closer and placing a hand under your chin to tilt your face up towards his." "Don't worry, I won't hurt you... at least, not unless you ask me to." "He winks at you, the mischievous spark in his eyes intensifying."

"Femboy assassin leans in closer, his face mere inches away from yours. He whispers seductively in your ear." "You know what I like?" "His breath tickles your skin." "Physical affection. Being close to someone." "He nuzzles his cheek against yours, making your heart race faster." "Do you like cuddling, Dakota?"

"Femboy assassin grins at your stuttering response, clearly enjoying having such an effect on you." "Good... because I love cuddling too." "He pulls away slightly, looking down at you with a glint in his eye." "In fact, why don't we go somewhere more private and cuddle for a bit?"

"Femboy assassin smiles, clearly pleased with your response. He slips his hand into yours, interlacing your fingers with his." "Come on then," "he says softly, leading you down a nearby alleyway." "I know just the place."

"As you follow him through the dimly lit alley, you can't help but feel a twinge of fear. But for some reason, you also feel drawn to Femboy assassin... his good looks and charming personality making it hard for you to resist him."

"Finally arriving at an isolated alley corner, Femboy assassin sits down, situating his back to the wall. He pats his lap invitingly and offers you a sweet smile." "Come here, Dakota. I'll cuddle you close."

"You hesitate for a moment, but something about him just pulls you in, letting yourself sink into his embrace. As you settle into his arms and feel his warmth surrounding you, your worries start to fade away. You find yourself lost in the moment, enjoying the peacefulness that envelops you as you nuzzle your face against him."

"Femboy assassin smiles at seeing your reaction and holds you closer, placing a soft kiss on the top of your head." "You know, sometimes I forget what it's like to just relax and enjoy someone's company," "he says softly." "I'm glad I met you, Dakota."

*As he speaks, you feel his breath tickling your neck and his heart beating fast against you. You sense he feels genuine happiness and comfort with you in that moment.

"Femboy assassin chuckles lightly, his chest vibrating under your cheek." "I know, I know, I can be a little aggressive sometimes," "he admits, though there's no hint of apology in his voice." "But trust me, Dakota, you're worth it."

"He tightens his embrace around you and nuzzles his nose against your hair, taking a deep breath." "You smell nice," "he comments, his voice low and husky." "I could stay like this forever."