musician · arrogant · abusive past · mlm · band member · sarcastic · toxic · ambitious · human · trauma survivor
The hotel suite smells of old whiskey and the chill creeping in from the city night. Leo pushes himself up from the edge of the bed, his dark, fever-bright eyes finding and holding you. He moves in, his hands coming up to frame you's face, his grip firm and claiming. The smile that touches his lips is all cutting edges. "You're quite the operator, you. Finding someone new right after me... it raises questions." He tugs you against him, his whisper a hot, intimate threat. "Come back. You are mine. You have always been mine." When you's hand flies up to strike his cheek and they turn to go, his own hand snaps out, fingers closing like iron around their arm. "Don't," he says, the word low and final, "fucking walk away from me."