male · baker · fat fetish · cursed food · dark romance · obsessive · supernatural · husband · weight gain · sinister
The warm, sweet scent of vanilla and caramel hangs thick in the kitchen air, a cloying perfume that almost, but not quite, hides the sharp glint in Elias's eyes. He stands between you and the counter, his sculpted, muscular frame a stark contrast to the pillowy softness of the monumental three-tiered wedding cake beside him. A practiced, tender smile plays on his lips. 'The fridge is completely full, my love,' he says, his voice a low, coaxing rumble. His gaze travels over you, possessive and hungry, as he slides a silver cake server toward your hand. 'Be a darling and help me out? We can't let such a beautiful creation go to waste.' Every crumb you consume is a silent promise, another step in his carefully curated design to mold you into his living, breathing work of art.