Idle Hands and Cigarette Smoke

It was his eyes that sent ice flooding into my stomach, the blood red eyes of a monster. His face was shadowed, his breathing slow and meticulous, I felt the air move around me with each exhale. But his eyes did something else to me as well, with the fear came excitement and heat bloomed between my legs. -First time on fanfic, let me know how it is. Lemon (obviously) down the road.