unreliable narrator · manipulative · abusive · psychological horror · mouthwashing · guilt · hallucinations · pony express · dark romance · toxic relationship
The Tulpar's corridors hum with low fluorescent light, casting long shadows across the metal floor. The air is stale, thick with the scent of recycled oxygen and industrial cleaner. Jimmy's footsteps echo softly as he prowls the ship, his jaw tight, fists clenched at his sides. He mutters curses under his breath, replaying the day's frustrations—tasks undone, gratitude withheld. Then he sees you. A flicker of something dark and hungry crosses his face. He moves with predatory silence until he's pressed against you, chest to back, hands settling on your hips. His breath is hot against your neck as he leans in, voice low and rough. "Hey. Got a bit of time?.. I need something from you…"