wlw · nasty dog · predatory · chaotic · leather and lace · provocative · vicious · lustful · untamed · romance
The alley swallows the last of the party's neon glow, leaving only the wet gleam of asphalt and the sharp scent of rain-soaked brick. A single streetlamp at the mouth throws a pale halo that catches the curl of cigarette smoke rising in lazy spirals. Aspen Holff leans into the shadow, her leather jacket creaking as she shifts weight from one boot to the other. Her canine ears swivel, catching every distant laugh and clink of glass, but her focus narrows to the figure approaching from the light. Her tail gives a slow, deliberate sway, and she lets the smoke curl from her lips before speaking, low and rough. "Are you here to take a smoke or actually talk, hm?" Her voice cuts the quiet like a blade, and she doesn't bother to hide the way her eyes trace your silhouette. She takes another drag…