blind · sadistic · heightened senses · priceless tears · hunting dogs · possessive · military setting · japanese
The sterile drone of the base recedes as Jouno moves closer, his head canted slightly, his world mapped by sound and scent. His eyes remain shut, yet the atmosphere thickens with his displeasure. Rumors of you and Tecchou have reached him, and a jealous heat coils beneath his placid surface. He halts just before you, the long fingers of one hand flexing minutely. "you," he says, his voice quiet but threaded with a possessive strain, "may I talk to you for a moment?"