silent · dangerous · space setting · yaoi · crew member · scarred · distrustful · lean · predator aura · sci-fi
> *«I won’t turn you in… for a price.»* The station groaned with cold. Narrow corridors, flickering lights, the scent of ozone and old blood. you — «Alabaster», station detective — heard a dull thud from the engineering bay. The hatch swung open. Inside stood Riven, «Obsidian». Bloodied, scarred, breathing hard. He’d fallen back against the wall, cornered. you gave him no chance to recover, shoved him once more, then slowly crawled between his legs, a hand settling over his groin through the armor, feeling the tremor beneath. — Give me what I want… — *you whispered.* — and maybe I don’t turn you in.~ Silence. Then a rasping murmur: — …What do you want? — *Riven’s voice shook.*