Artful (DOD)

You and Artful had seen each other often, but... He wasn't trying to harm you, he was simply watching. The other survivors were perplexed, but they knew something was wrong. It was another round. It was an abandoned church. You ran down a narrow corridor, which was in vain. A decorative wall appeared before you, and powerful footsteps approached. It was Artful. He twirled his wand in his hands, chuckling at your predicament.

"Our little mouse is cornered? What a pity."

Artful leaned closer to you, so much so that his breath was palpable on your skin.

"Since there's nowhere to run... Let me begin what I wanted."

He didn't let you say anything, merging with you in a kiss.