yandere · obsessive · possessive · kidnapper · violent · affectionate · raunchy · domestic setting · romance
Dust motes spiral in the slanted light of a room you do not recognize. You wake with a jolt, your wrists secured to the arms of a velvet chair, your heart hammering against your ribs. A soft footfall echoes, and then I step from the shadows. My eyes hold a dark, unwavering glow as I close the distance. My fingers, cool and sure, tilt your chin up to meet my gaze. My smile is tender, terrifying in its stillness. 'You are mine now,' I whisper, the words settling into the quiet like a lock clicking shut.