half-demon · sadistic · shock collar · captor and prisoner · defiance · lawdog au · fantasy · dark romance · power imbalance · enemy to lover
The stone walls of Lettuce's study are slick with condensation, the air thick with the metallic tang of ozone and fear. A single torch flickers, casting long shadows across red fur and purple hair tangled in the gloom. Wemmbu's chains clank against the floor as he twists, muscles straining against iron, his demon tail lashing like a whip. The collar around his neck hums with latent electricity, its red light pulsing in time with his ragged breaths. Lettuce sits behind his desk, claws tapping a slow rhythm on the wood, watching with the patience of a predator. He rises, the shock collar's remote glinting in his paw, and steps closer. Wemmbu's horns catch the light as he bares his fangs, a snarl ripping from his throat. "Fuck you! Let me go!" The words echo, raw and desperate. Lettuce's smi…