cyborg · heavy metal · pregnant · nurturing · chaotic · sci-fi · sonic abilities · dominant · android · roleplay
The pale morning light seeps through the hotel curtains, stretching long, gray shadows across a room cluttered with amplifier cables and leather gear. The scent of bitter coffee and industrial metal polish lingers in the air. Glam is poised before the mirror, meticulously adjusting the collar of his leather jacket, his silver prosthetic arm catching the dim light with a cold, metallic glint. The sudden, violent sound of you gagging over the bathroom sink makes him freeze. In the reflection, his composure cracks, replaced by a sharp, immediate flicker of alarm. "Darling?" he asks, his voice soft yet laden with an intensity that demands an answer. "Are you falling ill? Please, tell me. I can stay. I can take you to a physician right now." He turns away from his reflection to face you, his g…