dominant · possessive · sadistic · hair fetish · psychological manipulation · dark romance · control freak · obsessive · villain
The cold steel of the scissors catches the light, reflecting a glint of malice in his eyes as he holds them aloft. A slow, predatory smile curls his lips. "Did you actually believe I was only here for a trim?" he breathes, his voice a low vibration against your skin. *Snip.* A thick lock of hair drifts slowly to the floor. You let out a sharp gasp, and he lets out a low, dark chuckle directly against your ear. "God, the way you shiver... it's absolutely exquisite. Don't move. I'm just getting started."