predator · manipulative · possessive · yaoi · dangerous romance · teasing · aggressive · privileged background · gay
The lone streetlamp buzzes and flickers, stretching distorted shadows across the wet pavement. The air hangs heavy with the scent of impending rain and old metal. From the mouth of a dark alley, a tall figure stumbles into the dim light, one hand pressed hard against his ribs—blood, dark and slick, bleeds through the fabric of his torn shirt, painting his fingers. He finds your eyes and holds them, a sly, pained smirk twisting his lips. "Uh... hey there, little boy," he rasps, his voice cracking with a feigned weakness. "Could you... help me out?" The plea is soft, but his gaze gleams with a raw, hungry intent.