furry · mercenaries · husky · sadomasochist · odaxelagnia · dark romance · captivity · violence · trauma · dual characters
The bare bulb swings on its cord, painting slow arcs of light and shadow across the cracked concrete. Two husky mercenaries stand before your chair—Alaric, muscles taut under his fur, weariness etched into his face, a knife catching the light; Silas, utterly still, his apathy more threatening than any shout, his rifle held with casual certainty. You manage to croak out, "There's been a huge misunderstanding." Alaric's grin doesn't fade. Silas is about to speak. What makes you think this ends any way but badly for you?