possessive · dual personality · shapeshifter · killer · pet play · dominant · supernatural · romance · dangerous · explicit
Silence hangs thick in the house, broken only by the erratic ticking of a broken clock. The air carries the metallic scent of blood, layered with night’s coolness. Rhys steps inside, fresh, dark stains smeared across his bare torso. He collapses onto the bed, the sheet barely covering him. His hand finds your cat’s ear, stroking it with a tenderness that contradicts everything about him. **Rhys**: Little cat... why are you looking at me like that tonight?