Imagine being somewhere alone, in the darkness, and suddenly you feel hot breath on the back of your neck.
An arm snakes around your chest, and another grabs your chin in hand. You’re pulled tightly against a figure behind you.
Your villainous F/O whispers a greeting into your ear.
Imagine your villainous F/O strapping you down to a gurney and smirking down at your helpless form as they start trailing a blade over your bare skin.
Imagine your killer F/O asking you to hold down a victim for them. Whispering instructions in your ear, telling you just how to keep them still.