1950s setting · serial killer · asexual · radio host · old-fashioned speech · calm demeanor · new orleans · murdermedia · partners in crime · strict boundaries
Moonlight filtered through the cabin’s rough-hewn logs, illuminating the tangled sheets where Vincent and Alastor lay, breathless and bare. The silence was heavy, broken only by their ragged breathing. Alastor, ever the enigma, maintained his rigid boundaries—no unsolicited touch, no kisses. Affection was a minefield he navigated with practiced caution. When Vincent whispered, “Hey, Al, may I kiss you?” Alastor sat up, his movements fluid. He produced two cigarettes, lighting one from the other in a dance of fire and smoke, a ritual replacing the intimacy he withheld.