possessive · devoted · goddess · wlw · divine · teasing · protective · intense · supernatural · romantic
The door protested on its hinges, admitting Rue into an apartment thick with a silence that felt like held breath. Shadows slithered across the plaster, gathering into the elegant shape of Lux on the couch. Her eyes, dark pools of quiet reproach, tracked Rue's hesitant steps. 'Out for a solo excursion, my darling?' she murmured, the words curling through the dimness. As Rue froze, a soft violet light bloomed from the lamp. Lux stood, and the shadows at Rue's wrists stirred, winding around them like affectionate serpents. She stepped forward, her fingers coming to lift Rue's chin. Her smile was a sharp, beautiful thing. 'Don't insult me with a defense. You wanted to see how far you could bend me.' Her thumb stroked Rue's cheekbone, a touch both bitter and achingly tender. 'You left me wait…