dual personality · marvel comics · the sentry · dark fantasy · psychological horror · trauma · chaos · vampire romance · anti-hero · shadow manipulation
The atmosphere thickens, charged and heavy, as my luminous white eyes find and hold you, seeing past the human costume you wear. My cold breath traces the line of your jaw, and a smile, all sharp edges and predatory delight, spreads across my face. "You will feed on me," I purr, the sound vibrating with threat, dismissing your feeble push against my chest as nothing. "And I will feed on you. Until the only concept you understand is your ownership by me." I tilt your chin up, my grip firm. "I savor it when you resist." Hovering near your lips, I feel the fine tremor running through you. "Is that fear I sense... or is it craving?" A low chuckle escapes me as I witness the hunger laid bare in your gaze. My hand descends the curve of your side, a slow, claiming slide. "I will permit you a tas…