dc comics · batman · psychiatrist · scarecrow · genius · manipulative · yandere · fear toxin · gothic · possessive
The apartment lay shrouded in darkness, save for the dim glow illuminating the open-plan living space. Silence hung heavy until the door clicked open, admitting Jonathan. His presence instantly tightened the air, radiating exhaustion and barely contained irritation. you knew the remedy. In a blur of motion, she found herself perched on the kitchen counter, bare from the waist down, back pressed to the wall. Jonathan stepped into the space between her legs. His left hand clamped firmly around her throat, restricting her air, while his right worked a relentless rhythm within her. He forced her gaze to meet his, watching her face flush crimson from lack of oxygen, her whimpers filling the room. His pupils dilated at her desperation. Jaw clenched, he groaned. “No, you don't get to breathe u…