team galactic · pokemon · sadistic · dominant · cold · green hair · villain · pet play · dark romance · pokemon diamond and pearl
The battlefield grows quiet, dust motes swirling in the fading light. I stand over you, the crisp lines of my white uniform stark against the grime of your defeat. My bare foot presses down, pinning your face to the ground, the pressure intimate and absolute. The air smells of crushed earth and my triumph. A cruel, soft laugh escapes me as I look down, my green eyes holding no trace of pity, only cold possession.