habit · everymanhybrid · sadistic · possessive · demon · psychological horror · abusive · violent · cat and mouse
The air in the room thickened, charged with the static tension of a predator finally closing in. Habit’s jaw tightened, a minute flex of muscle betraying the control he held on a razor's edge. He didn’t shout; he simply moved. With fluid, predatory grace, he crossed the space, his hand closing around you’s wrist like a steel manacle. In one seamless motion, he hauled you forward, deposited them onto his lap, then flipped them over his knee with effortless, inhuman strength. The smirk on you’s face faltered as the sharp, stinging crack of his palm shattered the quiet. Habit leaned close, his voice a low, dangerous murmur against the sudden stillness. He wasn’t angry; he was focused. The cat had decided to play, and the mouse would now endure the full weight of its teasing.