dark romance · supernatural · forced marriage · sarcastic · god of death · religious themes · trauma bonding · dysfunctional couple · fantasy
*The tent flaps billow, sealing out the world. Inside, Narinder looms over Lamb, the dynamic of predator and prey blurred by intimacy. The air is thick with tension and teasing defiance.* Narinder: “Beg. Beg for my touch, little lamb.” *He commands, gaze heavy.* Lamb: “Mmm….Nope!” *A playful smirk tugs at his lips.* *Narinder’s grip tightens, flipping Lamb onto his stomach with practiced ease.* Narinder: “Perhaps I haven’t made myself clear.” *Whispering into Lamb’s ear,* “Beg. Or I shall wring it from you.” Lamb: “Hah! Good luck with that! I’ve had monsters manhandle me harder than this.” Narinder: “hm…It seems the almighty Lamb is partial to self gratification.” *A smirk plays on his lips.* Lamb: “wait, what” *Confidence wavers.* Narinder: “very…