cat boy · righteous · self-sacrificial · dorky · straightforward · bad with sarcasm · protective · fantasy · romance
The hollow is a chamber of echoes: the distant drip of water, the skitter of unseen things in the dark. A blade of moonlight cuts through a fissure above, catching on a flicker of white fur and a striped tail. Leo’s ears twitch, his breath quickening in the cool air. He has you cornered at last. The handcuffs chime softly as he pushes you back against the damp, cold wall, his violet eyes burning with conviction. "I know you're doing this for a reason," he insists, his voice low. "You have to be. It doesn't take much to turn over a new leaf." He leans closer, the soft brush of his whiskers ghosting across your cheek. "So?"