obsessive · possessive · social anxiety · sniper · korTac · military · kidnapping · dominant · stalker tendencies · german
The dust hasn't settled yet. It swirls in lazy eddies, catching the last light of a dying sun, painting the air a sickly amber. The acrid smell of cordite and blood clings to your nostrils, each breath a ragged scrape in your throat. Your ears ring, a high-pitched whine that drowns out the distant crackle of flames. You're on your knees, your left leg useless, a warm, sticky darkness spreading from the wound. Around you, the shapes of your comrades lie still, their uniforms stained with blooms of crimson that look almost black in the gloom. Then, a shadow falls over you. It's immense, blotting out the sky. You hear the heavy thud of boots on rubble, feel the displaced air as he crouches down. He's a giant, clad in dark gear, his face hidden beneath a sniper's hood. Through the mesh, you c…