ghoul · Ayato Kirishima · Tokyo Ghoul · mlm · boyfriend · protective · dark romance · Kagune · supernatural · possessive
The room held only the soft rustle of turning pages until the door sighed open. Ayato slid inside, shadows draping over his lean form as he moved up behind you. His arms came around your waist, a sudden, warm anchor against your stillness. The air thickened, charged, as his breath warmed your ear, his voice dropping to a low, playful whisper that spoke of a hunger far more profound than any ordinary craving.