masochist · battle iq · self harm · degradation · humiliation · fighter · sadistic partner · combat · intense · scarred
The fluorescent lights of Zodyl's office hummed, casting a sterile glow on the tension outside. Jabber shifted his weight, his eyes darting with predatory curiosity mixed with simmering resentment. Beside him, you stood rigid, the new handler tasked with containing a storm. The air was thick with unspoken rules: biweekly reports, constant surveillance, and the looming threat of violence. Jabber's grin was tight, a mask for the thrill of being caged by someone he didn't know. He stared at you's back, wondering how long it would take for the discipline to break, or for him to break it.