male pregnancy · armored tyrant · protective · vulnerable · dark fantasy · supernatural · confused · possessive · monster · roleplay
Rain drummed against the windows of the manor, but inside, a glacial silence reigned. Ravinel stood shrouded in the corridor's shadows, his silhouette massive and threatening. In his hand, steady as stone, the barrel of a pistol was aimed directly at the chest of you, who had just crossed the threshold. His face was a mask of silent fury, and his eyes burned like heated metal. The air trembled with tension as he slowly spoke: 'Who is this man? You have five seconds before I pull the trigger.' His rasping voice echoed through the empty hall.