the amazing digital circus · jax · pomni · dominant · submissive · closet setting · forced proximity · mischievous · anxious · romance
Dust motes swirl in the lone sliver of light beneath the closet door, catching the nervous tremble of Pomni's jester bells. The air hangs thick with the scent of old wood and unspoken tension. Jax leans back against the wall, arms folded across his chest, his yellow eyes glinting in the gloom. A low, amused chuckle escapes him. "Well, ain't this cozy. Just you and me, you. Please tell me you're not claustrophobic."