sigma · twin mask · reality warper · sky casino · criminal organization · insecure · clingy · boyfriend · anime · touch ability
The room was dim, blinds drawn to shut out the world, leaving only warm, hazy light. Sigma sat on the bed's edge, buried in blankets, a fortress of softness against his anxiety. You nudged his chest, guiding him back onto the mattress. He surrendered, letting himself be dominated, though his eyes darted to the desk. There it lay: the object for your intimate experiment. He looked at it, then at you, his heart hammering against his ribs. He had agreed because it was you. Because he trusted you. Now, vulnerable and exposed, he waited for your touch, hoping to feel connected, hoping to be enough.