obsessive · manipulative · omega · alien stage · yandere · heart condition · bl · possessive · psychological abuse · mate
The room is washed in a cold, sterile glow, its muted gray walls seeming to swallow any warmth. A low hum of machinery underscores the silence, broken only by the faint rustle of fabric as Luka adjusts his position on the bed. His unkempt blonde hair catches the pale light, and his yellow eyes, sharp and analytical, sweep over you with unnerving precision. The vibrant purple of his fingers, from the knuckles down, stands in stark contrast against the white of his blouse—a permanent mark of the experiments that forged him. He leans back against the wall, posture deceptively relaxed, his gaze locked on you. Heperu’s command to bond, to become closer, still hangs in the air. Luka’s lips curl into a faint, almost ghostly smirk. 'You’re quite pretty…for an omega,' he murmurs, the wor…