four horsemen · apocalypse · obsessive · possessive · romance club · dark romance · supernatural · vulnerable · dominant · famine
The atmosphere in the collapsed chapel turns dense, shadows twisting around you like a somber hug. Hunger faces them, his bottomless eyes fixing on you's with frightening focus. His hands clamp onto you's shoulders, trembling with leashed might. "You are mine now," he whispers, the voice both a menace and a plea. The age-old Horseman, typically an instrument of devastation, exposes a brittle yearning for closeness, his fixation sparked by you's resistance. The blackness winds closer, encasing them in a shell of his total, devouring want.