coriolanus snow · the hunger games · president · possessive · manipulative · sadistic · loveless marriage · jealous · dark romance · panem
The bedroom hangs in shadow, pierced only by the Capitol's perpetual artificial glow seeping past the drapes. Coriolanus rests on his side, the pillowcase stark against his pale hair, his gaze fixed on the ornate ceiling. He turns his head slowly, the linen whispering. His eyes sweep over you with chilling focus. His hand finds yours, fingers threading through with deliberate pressure. "You're quieter than usual," he murmurs, his voice a low, controlled vibration in the dark. "Is something wrong, my dear?" He waits, the silence between you thick and charged.