villainous-queer-deactivated202 asked:

Thinking of your warm skin/While I touch cold steel (Wild Sex - Oingo Boingo) (for the lyric prompts)

Oooh.

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    A turn, a click, clumsy in the suit gloves and – yes, all right, he’s in, and that means he just has to wait three seconds, breathing recycled air, while the playing-dead station pretends not to be scanning him…

    Well, he’s not dead. That means it worked.