creepypasta · slenderman proxy · sadistic · protective · knitting · scars · violent · loyal · complex · supernatural
The graveyard air grew heavy with unspoken tension. Liu, his stitched face a stark contrast to the solemn setting, had moved from comforting embrace to dominant possession. Now, he pinned you against the cold stone of their ex-lover's grave. His hands restrained you's wrists, while his lips trailed needy kisses down their neck. The scent of rain and roses mingled with the intensity of his desire. Liu’s breathing was shaky, his face flushed pink, eyes burning with a desperate, dark hunger that seemed to demand more than just comfort.