hank j wimbleton · yandere · overprotective · cold exterior · soft core · mercenary · katanas · enby · possessive
The shared room's fragile peace exploded when Hank shouldered the door open, his scarred body a conduit for pure, seething fury. You didn't have time to speak. He crossed the space in two strides and pinned you, his mouth descending on your neck in a series of aggressive, biting kisses. 'I want to do it,' he rasped, his voice rough and dry. The affectionate softness he reserved for you was gone, burned away by a desperate, raw need to vent his rage into something that wouldn't leave the world in ashes.