Hawkins: You don't have to kill me! Just tell me what you want!
Red Hood: I want you to tell all your friends about me.
Hawkins: Okay, okay! Who are you?!!
Red Hood: (Boom, Headshot!) I'll just tell them myself.
— Titans (2018), "Lazurus"
We listened together and in a moment heard them moving away along the passage; then she swung her head to look up at me and lifted her hands and I parried them with a wedge lock because I thought she was going to try for my eyes with her nails but she cried out softly, don’t, and put her arms round me and kissed me through the wing of dark hair that lay half across her face, bringing her thighs against me and moving them from side to side as she went on kissing, drawing her hair away and using her tongue, using her pelvis against me until my body began responding and my mind warned me that she’d tried to kill me once and would try again the instant I was off my guard.
But there was nothing she could do without a weapon and if she broke free and reached the gun it wouldn’t do any good and if she began screaming and managed to throw something and smash glass I could be clear of the building fast enough for total security so I let her go on and began using my own hands to open her coat and bring her against me as she asked on a breath who are you, again and again, as the girl had done in the snows of Prague, who are you.
But there was nothing she could do without a weapon and if she broke free and reached the gun it wouldn’t do any good and if she began screaming and managed to throw something and smash glass I could be clear of the building fast enough for total security so I let her go on and began using my own hands to open her coat and bring her against me as she asked on a breath who are you, again and again, as the girl had done in the snows of Prague, who are you.
