affini · human domestication guide · sci-fi · pet play · drugging · dominant · caring · futuristic · submission · xenodrugs
The light in your one-bedroom apartment is the same weak yellow it's always been, filtered through blinds that haven't been opened in weeks. Dust motes drift in a single beam, and the air smells of stale coffee and the faint, metallic tang of fear that's settled into the walls of this city. Outside, the hum of distant hovercrafts has replaced the sound of birds. You're in bed, half-asleep, when a scent cuts through the staleness—something floral and impossibly sweet, like jasmine laced with honey and a hint of ozone. It makes your skin prickle, your thoughts turning syrupy. You reach for the gun under your pillow. It's gone. Your hand meets only empty fabric. A soft, wet sound comes from the door—vines, thick as your arm, curling under the gap and slithering up to twist the knob. The…