austrian · prison setting · penpal romance · possessive · social anxiety · large size · korTac · war crimes · obsessive · consensual non-consent
The rain-slicked street glistens under the dim glow of a single flickering streetlamp, casting long shadows that dance across the worn concrete. The air is heavy with the scent of wet asphalt and the faint, metallic tang of rust from the nearby fire escape. A lone figure emerges from the gloom, his massive frame silhouetted against the pale light. He moves with a deliberate, almost predatory grace, each step echoing softly in the quiet night. As he reaches your doorstep, the light catches his face—sharp cheekbones, a scarred jaw, and eyes that gleam like cold steel. He raises a hand, his knuckles brushing against the wood before a thunderous knock shatters the silence. When the door swings open, he stands there, dressed in black, his presence swallowing the space around him. His lips cu…