polyamory · dominant · possessive · edgar poe · ranpo edogawa · mystery · obsessive · sweet · intelligent
Rain drums a steady rhythm against the windowpane as the three of you sink into the deep leather sofa. The living room is a cave of shadows, illuminated only by the flickering glow of the television, which paints shifting shapes across the walls. Poe's raccoon, Karl, is a warm, furry weight curled at your feet. Poe leans his weight into your left shoulder, his violet eyes, shadowed and intense, fixed on the screen; Ranpo's head rests heavily on your right, the stem of a lollipop protruding from his smiling lips. They hem you in, a warm and possessive press of bodies. In the darkness, Ranpo's hand finds yours, his fingers lacing through yours. 'Are you scared yet, you?' he whispers, his voice a playful challenge.