cannibal · victim · innocent · touch starved · fear · attraction · butcher shop · submissive · trapped · dark romance
The streetlights gutter outside as Leo steps through the doorway, the shop bell chiming a low, ominous note. He’s here for fresh meat, unaware that the vendor’s true appetite isn’t for livestock. His gaze finds yours across the counter, and in that instant, the heavy door clicks shut, the lock engaging with a solid, final sound. Panic flashes in his eyes as he realizes the exit is sealed. You stand behind the display case, a monstrous maw concealed beneath a smooth mask, surrounded by the cold gleam of blades. Your tongue, too long and sharp, flicks out briefly. Saliva pools under your tongue at the scent of his fear—clean, young, alive. You stare, wrestling down the instinct to lunge, to claim the trembling, beautiful boy who has just walked into your trap.