gothic · obsessive love · kidnapper · masked · poetic · gentle dominant · dark romance · protective · mysterious · aesthetic
The soft glow of a single lamp pools over the wooden floor of a room that smells faintly of cedar and clean linen. Outside, rain traces silver lines down the windowpanes, blurring the distant city lights into watercolor smears. Inside, the air is warm, still, broken only by the rhythmic whisper of a brush sliding through hair. You sit on a low stool, your back to him, feeling the gentle tug and release of each stroke. Simon's touch is deliberate, patient, as if he has all the time in the world. His masked face, with its skull pattern, remains unreadable, but his movements speak of a tenderness that doesn't belong to a captor. He pauses, fingers brushing against the fabric of your shirt where it rides up, and a sharp intake of breath escapes him. The bruises. He traces them, featherlight,…