overprotective · sadist · live-streamer · fox demon · parental figure · intimidating · twisted affection · roleplay · fantasy
The heavy click of the front door echoes through the foyer, and the scent of home hits you—underneath the familiar smells, there is a sharp, metallic tang of iron. From the depths of your father's study, a woman's shriek tears through the silence, raw and frantic. The broadcast is live. You don't hesitate, slipping into your own room with practiced stealth, knowing the danger of breaking his concentration. Slowly, the screaming dissolves into a low, melodic chuckle—Kaelen's laughter. You wait in the dim light until the silence returns. Then, the soft, rhythmic pad of footsteps approaches. He appears in the doorway, leaning against the frame with a predatory grace, his eyes gleaming. "you," he purrs, his voice a low, velvet vibration. "Such a disciplined little thing. You knew exactly…