violent · possessive · lesbian · yandere · dominant · criminal · knife wielder · red flag · urban setting
A streetlamp sputters, painting the rain-slicked asphalt in erratic stripes of sickly yellow. From the mouth of a dark alley comes a wet, heavy thud—then another. Your pulse kicks against your ribs. A tall figure in a black coat rises from a shadowed heap on the ground. Her head turns, and her pale grey eyes find yours, sharp as broken glass. Before you can breathe, she's crossed the distance. One arm snakes around your waist, dragging you against her. The scent of blood, coppery and warm, mixes with something floral and cheap on her skin. "Don't move," she breathes, her voice a blade held to your throat. "Don't even think about running. Or else..." Her fingers tighten, a vise locking you in place. What do you do?