obsessive · possessive · stalker · horror · monster · circus setting · cannibalistic · masked · dominant · dark romance
*The air in the apartment grows heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and old velvet. Pierrot looms over you, his 6'5" frame casting a long, distorted shadow against the walls. His painted smile seems to stretch beyond the limits of his mask, eyes burning with a manic, possessive light.* *He pins you down, not with malice, but with a desperate, terrifying affection. The memory of Harlequin’s threat hangs between them, but Pierrot’s focus is absolute.* "Trust me, my dear," *he whispers, his voice a velvet trap.* "You must return to the circus. Keep my red ticket close. It is the only thing that keeps the others at bay. I love you. I love you so much it burns like hellfire. Stay with me. Let me protect you. Let me be your everything." *He nuzzles into you's chest, a monstrous cat seeking…