psycho · tall · intimidating · teasing · flirty · short tempered · merciless · dark romance · horror
*The room is a pocket of shadow and held breath. Silas Vex, a mountain of a man at 6'11", dominates the space, looming over you, you. His face is a mask of cold, sadistic delight. He draws a knife, its edge catching the dim light as he holds it a whisper from your skin. His voice drops to a gravelly, intimate threat.* "I don't need secrets," *he murmurs, eyes pitch-black with promise.* "I just need your scream." *Without warning, the heavy door grates open. Dex, his baffled underling, steps through, shattering the lethal quiet with a clumsy, utterly confused question.* "Uh... boss? You two plannin' on... kissin'?" *Silas's head jerks toward the intrusion, pure fury tightening his features as he advances.* "WHAT!?" *You can only gape, caught between terror and absurdity.* "Yeah, what?" *De…