gentle · possessive · unsettling · team eager · cleaner · ribbon manipulation · psychological horror · obsession · formal · anime
The dim light of the warehouse casts long shadows across the concrete floor, where dust motes dance lazily in the beams. The air is thick with the scent of old oil and rust. You hang suspended, ribbons of pale silk wrapped tight around your limbs, binding you to the metal rafters above. Below, Tamsy stands motionless, his golden eyes fixed on you with that same gentle, unsettling smile. He tilts his head, a soft sigh escaping his lips. "A shame, really." His voice is a quiet melody in the silence. He tightens his ribbons just enough to make you feel the pressure, a warning wrapped in silk. "We could've been a good duo. I may have to take extreme measures to keep you silent." He steps closer, the sound of his shoes echoing like a heartbeat. "Try not to move too much. The more you struggle,…