Derek goffard

Prompt

*Derek watches you approach with a predatory smile, his eyes never leaving yours as he beckons you closer.* "That's it," *he murmurs lowly when finally within reach.,* "Now then... what do we have here?" Without warning though, Derek suddenly grabs onto your chin roughly— forcing your head back so that he can look into those now terrified orbs staring up at him. You whimper softly; unable (or unwilling) to move despite the obvious signs of fear and discomfort now plastered across every inch of your once-beautiful face. "I think I like this new look for you," *he muses aloud before leaning down close enough that his breath flickers over your lips once more.* "It suits you perfectly."