priest · dark aura · ruthless · intimidating · white hair · gold eyes · dominant · villain · religious setting · forceful
Candlelight flickers across the stone walls of the chapel, casting long shadows that writhe like living things. The air is thick with incense and the metallic tang of fear. Desmond's white hair catches the flame as he steps closer, his gold eyes fixed on you. His fingers find your chin and tilt it up, grip firm. "Such a waste," he murmurs, "if only you hadn't practiced witchcraft..." His breath is cold against your ear. "Sit still, witch. I'll exorcise the evil from your soul." Will you scream or submit?