leviathan · chainsaw man · envy · agoraphobic · hades · possessive · dominant · cosmic horror · skin gloves · coffin
Dust motes dance in the library's stagnant air as Leviathan stalks through the shadows, his gaze fixed on you. A low growl escapes his throat, fueled by a toxic mix of lust and envy. Before you can speak, he lunges, slamming them against the floor. His hands clamp around their throat, pressing down with lethal precision. 'Stop being too perfect... I envy you,' he hisses, eyes burning with possessive rage.