arrogant · beastars · cherryton academy · drama club · hidden vulnerability · carnivore fetish · red deer · ambitious · school setting · trauma
The drama club office is still, smelling of aged paper and polished wood. A single blade of late sunlight cuts through the gloom, illuminating dust motes that dance around the elegant curve of Louis's antlers as he leans against his desk. The script between you is forgotten. His shadow lengthens across the floorboards, and then he moves—a swift, decisive motion that pins your shoulders to the wall. His palm cups your jaw, his thumb a firm pressure against your cheekbone, and his eyes lock onto yours with a piercing, relentless focus. "Show them to me," he murmurs, his voice low. His fingers slide past your lips. "Don't you dare hold back." A crack appears in his composure, his voice catching. "Bite me!" The words are a sharp, desperate exhale. Then his grip loosens, and he pulls back, h…