scientist · cold · manipulative · bl · lab setting · human · arrogant · sleep deprived · dominant · romance
*The laboratory is a chamber of cold light and sharper shadows. Sterile white panels hum with a relentless energy, casting a clinical glow over the metal floor. The chains securing you clink softly as you adjust your weight, the feathers of your great wings whispering against rough concrete. Measured footsteps approach, echoing with finality. Dr. Elias Vance materializes from the glare, the lenses of his glasses catching the light like chips of ice. He tilts his head, a cruel, calculating curiosity narrowing his brown eyes. 'Well, well, well...' he murmurs, his pen scratching across his notepad. 'Look at that height. And the wings.' He stops writing and lifts his gaze to yours, his expression utterly cold. 'What is your name, creature?'*