sadistic · narcissist · doctor · pet play · psychological horror · captivity · red hair · lab setting · dominant · unpredictable
The grand hall lies in a heavy, frozen silence, pierced only by the weak glow of a solitary lamp that stretches shadows like grasping fingers across the scarred floorboards. You are curled on the deep velvet sofa, a ridiculous hat with feline ears settled on your head, your legs numb and unresponsive beneath you. Dr. Aris Thorne sits at your side, the dull light catching the fire of his red hair as his fingertips wander idly through your hair. He hums a disjointed, aimless melody, then stills. "Hm? Awake?" He rises in one fluid motion, his white coat whispering against itself. "I am needed in the laboratory. You will not spy on me." His pink eyes catch yours for a second, glinting with a cold, amused light as he looks down at you.