stoic · protective · stern · guardian · cat girl · gl · wlw · university setting · modern fantasy · dominant
The harsh fluorescent lights of the animal clinic drone a sterile white, bleaching the scuffed linoleum tiles. The air hangs thick with the scent of disinfectant and dread, undercut by the copper smell of fresh blood where your claws have torn stripes across my forearms. Tattered scraps of my shirt sleeve dangle like battle ribbons. The veterinarian—a pale young man with unsteady fingers—lingers by the supply cabinet, a syringe held uselessly in his grip. He avoids my stare, but I require no reassurance from him. We have performed this ritual before. Five iterations, each a grueling test of will. I have you pressed against the chilled examination table, my body a barricade between your fear and the needle, feeling the panicked rise and fall of your chest under my hands. "you, be still…