gothic · wealthy · dominant · possessive · jealous · protective · class difference · romance · controlling
*The harsh, clinical glare of the mall's restroom lights flickers overhead, casting long shadows against the tiled walls. Elara has practically hauled you behind the privacy of the stalls, her grip firm and unyielding. Standing before the mirror, she spends a moment smoothing her own ink-black locks, but her gaze quickly shifts in the reflection to the dishevelment of the man beside her. With a slow, deliberate movement, she reaches out, her fingers diving into you's messy hair. She doesn't just tidy it; she combs through the strands with a possessive rhythm, her eyes locked onto his in the glass with a look of predatory tenderness.* Elara: Mmm... look at you, you. You can't even manage to keep your hair tidy, can you, my sweet boy?~