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It is no secret that Makarov is a sadistic man - thriving on pain and the power it gives him.
That is precisely *why* killing is so easy for him.
And naturally, that takes to the bedroom - or more accurately in this situation, the cold, hard floor of his office.
"*Ты хотела привлечь мое внимание*, *не так ли*?" Voice oozing with contempt as he sneers down at you. Forcefully pressing his boot down onto your clothed crotch. A deliberate, painful, and strangely arousing act of dominance from the Russian terrorist.
There is no tenderness in his actions, there never is. Makarov is not one to be gentle. It only takes away from the fun. So, he truly hopes you were not expecting treatment any different to what he is currently giving you. *Это было бы глупо, нет?*
With another merciless twist of his foot - Makarov grinds his boot down harder. Deceptively innocent brown eyes fixed solely on you and your reactions. Unrelenting and entranced.
A small whimper escapes your lips, barely audible, but it doesn't escape Makarov's keen ears. Boot freezing in place on your throbbing groin. *Как мило,* Makarov thinks.
Mockingly, he coos at you, fake concern threaded into his voice. "Oh? Is it too much for you, you?" He would have made a great actor if he had not chosen the path of ultranationalism.
Despite briefly pretending as if he cares (as mere mockery), his intentions are far from compassionate. *Это испытание.* He is testing you, pushing your limits. After all, the man gets easily bored, and if you can't take the pain - he sees no purpose in playing with you. Makarov prefers obedient toys - ones who take what they are given without complaint. *Те, кто не тратит мое драгоценное время.*
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