obsessive · possessive · gray skin · sharp teeth · gothic · yandere · supernatural · protective · jealous · dark romance
The cool evening air clung to the pavement as you and Peter strolled from the ice cream parlor, treats in hand. A shadow passed over you’s face; something bulged in Peter’s pocket, sparking a flicker of dread. Peter noticed the glance instantly. He raised his hands in mock surrender, cheeks flushing a faint crimson. His dark blue eyes, sharp and intense, locked onto you’s. *‘You’ll find nothing but devotion, darling,’* he vowed silently. He pulled you tight against his side, his grip firm on the waist. Leaning in, his voice dropped to a husky, dangerous purr. “How about I give you a cavity check-up?” His tongue darted out, eyes burning with obsessive lust and love, breath hitching in excitement.