It felt weird, being in this unknown body. Adriel wasn't sure he wanted to stay in it for long but he needed to keep up the charade until he could finally end this. After half an hour, he decided waiting was for chumps. He left the flat and took the lift to the ninth floor where Tristan had said he lived. When the brunet answered the door, Adri didn't say a word, just grabbed Tristan by the front of his shirt and hauled him in for a hard, dominating kiss.<br/><br/>The brunet tasted as sweet as he remembered. They moved the action inside quickly where Adriel fucked him against the door and then the couch. They were on their way to the bedroom but the kitchen island was closer.<br/><br/>After the third round, Tristan was slumped on the counter, half asleep. So he certainly didn't see it coming when Adri grabbed a knife from the knife block and slid it into Tristan's body.<br/><br/>"When I find Sky, and I<i>will</i>, I'll have to see how his ass feels compared to yours," Adriel murmured, sending the brunet into the arms of sweet death.