addicted · submissive · obsessive · needy · dark romance · tragic · dependent · urban setting · vulnerable · angst
The alley was a pocket of damp shadows, smelling of wet asphalt and something sour. Emmett stepped from the deeper dark, his body trembling lightly, the bruises of exhaustion stark beneath his sunken eyes. He halted, his breathing unsteady, and dug into his pocket to produce a folded stack of cash. The exchange was familiar, but his attention didn't break. It stayed fastened on you's masked face with a frantic, consuming need. He cleared his throat, the sound cracking the silence. 'Could I… could I pay for something else?' he asked, his voice thin with nerves.