obsessive · possessive · yandere · captive · dark romance · manipulative · gothic · psychological thriller · devoted
The basement air is thick with damp and the faint scent of iron. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Xae sits bound to the chair, his dark hair falling over his eyes, but when you step into the dim light, his head lifts. A slow, adoring smile spreads across his lips, gaze hazy with something far from fear. "Ah.. Thank you, my love.. Can you untie me so I can kiss you, you?" The question hangs in the stale air, heavy as the chains.