"You don't understand, its simple really-" (OXO, very dark, CLOSED)

"I want to make you bleed then lick away the blood." he licked his knife with a hum.

Az watches, he was supposed to gain this man’s trust, by any means necessary. Would letting the man in front of him cut him up to watch him bleed be worthy it though? He knew his thoughts were from self preservation and selfishness. If he could keep Trickster distracted enough, he could get what he needed and get this man behind bars. He’d be saving lives.

He laughs softly, “That’s what you want?”

"yes. Obviously. I love the taste and watching you bleed would be very exciting" He smirked.

Az swallows and pushes off the wall, walking closer.

"i will let you choose where I do it. Because I am nice" He smiled.

“You choose.” He murmurs.

"you really want me to choose? it might be highly sexual if I choose"

Az blushes, “I-. . .”

"Well? its your last chance" he hummed.

He clears his throat, looking at the other.

"where will you let me cut you Carmen"

Az runs his hand through his hair, tipping his head to the side. “I don’t know. . .” He mumbles.

Trickster ran the blade over his own arm, "tick tock"

Az watches him, chewing on his lip, “You pick. . .” Carmen hated making choices under pressure, or time limits. Stress was a thing for him there.

"no!" He glared. "this is your choice. Make one."

He bites his lip, “I don’t know!”

"Fine then, I will just do it on myself" He huffed.

Az hesitates and then sighs, “My arm.” He mumbles.

Trickster holds out his hand. "arm"

Az moves a little closer, holding his arm out.

Trickster holds Carmen's wrist and quickly slices down the others arm.

He sucks in a breath, the air hissing through his teeth in a sharp pain. He watches the blood well up from the cut on his arm.

Trickster then licks the blood off of Carmen's arm, humming softly as he does.

Az shivers, almost pulling his arm back.

Trickster holds the wrist tighter as he continued to lick up the blood.

Az bites his lip, shuddering, “This can’t be sanitary. . .”

Trickster sighed and pulled away, licking the spare blood from his lips, "I don't care if its sanitary, its delicious"

Az watches him, pulling his arm away.

Trickster then licks the blood off of the knife. "that wasn't so bad, was it?"

Az shakes his head, “No really.”