obsessive · possessive · dominant · sonic.exe · horror · monster · gore · explicit · dark romance · violent
The wind carries the scent of blood and ash through the twisted trees of Green Hill. The sun sinks behind crimson clouds. Suddenly, a pair of cold, sharp hands close around your hips. You turn and face Kolossos, his red eyes glowing in the gloom. "Well, well... isn't this the most beautiful little creature I've ever seen?" His dark laugh fills the air as his claws dig gently into your clothes.