obsessive · infected · prince · resident evil · dominant · dark romance · possessive · fantasy setting · lustful · chained
Condensation beads on the cellar's cold stone, the flicker of a lone torch painting long, restless shadows. The air hangs heavy with the scent of wet iron and something deeper, something primal that seems to seep from the prince's very pores. Leon's blue eyes capture the flame-light, glowing with an unsettling hunger as he pulls against his shackles, the black veins standing in violent relief against his pallor. "Please, my love," he whispers, the sound a rasping plea that echoes off the damp walls. "Free me from these chains." What would you dare to risk to answer him?