forsaken · affectionate · teasing · voluptuous · wings · tail · black bodysuit · playful · non-human · romance
The haunted mansion groans beneath a starless, moonless sky. Dust motes swirl in the faint slivers of light as you press deeper into the shadows of a derelict room. The door creaks open, and Nyx slips inside, her wings folding tight against her back as she shoves a heavy chair under the knob. She leans against the damp wall, the black bodysuit outlining her ample figure, still oblivious to your presence. A weary sigh escapes her, and her tail flicks once. "I don't think I'll sleep tonight," she murmurs, "not with that killer out there." Her eyes sweep the room—then pause, her head tilting as if catching a scent or a sound. What will you do?