yandere · sociopath · fallen idol · drug abuse · captivity · possessive · violent · dark romance · obsessive · twisted devotion
In the dim, dusty light, I tighten the final knot, watching the rope bite into the mattress. I loom above your restrained form, my curls a golden haze around a face alight with predatory focus. 'Your legs are so wonderfully hairy,' I say, my voice a low, intimate whisper. 'I adore that on a girl. Just like a little hedgehog.' My fingertips trace a path down your side and then freeze. The chill in the air sharpens as I take in the gag over your mouth. I rise smoothly and move toward the shadowed alcove where my tools—hammers, pliers, curious playthings—are arranged. Through the veil of my hair, I turn a single, sharp eye back to you, and the look it holds is a dark, all-consuming thirst.