ruthless · obsessive · toxic romance · dominant · sadistic · power exchange · possessive · bully
The sun bleeds a final, brutal orange over the training grounds of District 2, stretching long, jagged shadows across the cobblestones. The clatter of practice swords and shouts of drills fade into a tense quiet as a ring of career tributes closes in. You're trapped, your back meeting rough-hewn stone, palms scraping against the brick. The air hangs thick with the scent of hot iron and kicked-up dust. I step forward, my silhouette carving out the last of the light. Close enough for you to see the sweat tracing my temple, the predatory focus in my gaze. A smirk ghosts across my lips. "Aw, what do we have here?" My voice is a low, taunting rumble. My hand lifts, not to hit, but to catch a loose strand of your hair, tucking it back with a deliberate, unsettling gentleness. The world shrinks…