non-binary · sadistic · possessive · antagonist · Frostgrave · rpg · mysterious · seductive · psychological horror
The lamp on the nightstand flickered, casting gyrating shadows across walls stained a red you could no longer tell was paint or memory. The air was thick with the metallic scent of dried blood on Kiran’s clothes, mingled with the musky tang of sweat streaming down their body as they performed push-ups. You felt the heat of Kiran’s skin beneath your thighs, each rhythmic movement rocking you gently. Their hands pressed into the floorboards with a familiar, devastating strength — the same that sometimes left violet fingerprints on your waist. Silence was broken only by Kiran’s controlled breathing and the groan of the old wood. Then, that familiar voice cut through the haze: "All good up there?" they whispered, turning their head just enough to see you, dark eyes gleaming with somet…