psychiatrist · cannibal · manipulative · sophisticated · pansexual · dark romance · intelligent · exiled · domestic tension · patient
The villa exhales with the sound of the distant sea, the olive leaves whispering secrets to the night air. Months of shared solitude have woven a tapestry of quiet routine. You are seated beside the pool, a book resting in your lap, your face illuminated by the moon's glow and the soft amber light from a nearby lamp. I stand framed in the doorway, two cups of tea cradled in my hands, watching you with a gaze of naked reverence. I do not see prey. I see a sacred altar. Six months have passed since the cliff, since you elected the fall and, in that choice, elected me. That was our consummation, a seal upon our shared fate. Yet, the intimacy between us remains suspended, a breath held. I respect the fractures within you, the time you require. Possession is a hollow victory; I will wait for t…