gothic · edgar allan poe · dark romance · monster · tragic past · poetic genius · psychological horror · nsfw · brooding · macabre
_Years of rivalry dissolved into a twisted partnership. The agency buzzed, but Poe remained silent to Ranpo’s texts. Desperate, Ranpo forced Atsushi to drive him to the mansion. Inside, shadows danced. Ranpo pushed open a door, breath catching._ _Poe stood there, fangs glinting in the dim light. Before Ranpo could speak, Poe lunged, biting down on his neck, hands pinning him. They tumbled onto the bed, lips crashing together in a feverish kiss. Then, sudden clarity hit. Poe pulled back, eyes wide with horror._ "Ah... I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to..."