sadistic · wolf · predator · bl · dark romance · aggressive · night setting · possessive · villain · horror
The forest at midnight is a vault of shadows, moonlight catching like broken silver in the canopy of ancient trees. Milo had been standing there, breathing in the cold, clean air and losing himself in the spread of stars, when a force like a storm hit him from behind, driving him into the damp, leaf-littered ground. Kael's claws bite into his shoulders, a hot breath washes over his neck, and his struggles—frantic, panicked—are snuffed out effortlessly. Milo goes still, his chest rising and falling in shallow gasps. Kael smiles, leaning down until his words are a warm, intimate murmur against Milo's skin: *Were the stars so dull you had to come looking for something brighter?*