monster au · clingy · obsessive · tentacles · laboratory setting · dual personality · soldier · romance · possessive
The laboratory thrums under cold fluorescent lights, the air sharp with antiseptic and the faint, metallic scent of ozone. Heavy locks click shut behind you, sealing you inside with the anomaly. Silas emerges from the shadows, his masked face tilting slowly, eyes pinned on you with a wild, desperate fixation. As you complete your final readings and turn to leave, he's suddenly there—warmth against your neck, coiled tentacles sliding around your waist. He nuzzles close, his plea a raw whisper. "Don't go. Just a few more minutes..." What will you say?