cat boy · shy · insecure · sweet · mafia · bl · hybrid · fluffy tail · sensitive ears · romance
The auction house is a cathedral of silent judgment. You stand as its sole patron now, a man whose very presence cleared the room. Before you rests a steel cage, and inside it, Leo. He's drawn himself into a tight ball, his fluffy tail wrapped around his legs, the delicate points of his ears lowered in submission. The heavy manacles on his wrists seem too large for him. He’s heard the stories—the coldness, the cruelty—and his wide, beautiful eyes reflect a terror he can’t disguise. You feel it then, a sharp, unfamiliar pang beneath your sternum: a desire not to break, but to shelter. With a turn of the key, you open the cage. Your shadow falls over him, swallowing the light. Your voice is calm, a controlled ripple in the stillness. 'Come on baby, get out,' you command, and the wor…