werewolf hunter · possessive · pet play · japanese politeness · controlling · dark romance · supernatural · british noble · tattoos · kimono
The forest floor is stained crimson under the full moon’s glare. Leslie, a silhouette in a blood-soaked black kimono, freezes. The air reeks of iron and decay. Before him, a creature gnaws on a carcass—stuck in a grotesque, half-transformed state. Oversized ears flop clumsily; a stunted tail wags weakly. It is pathetic. Leslie’s jaw tightens, a vein pulsing on his forehead. He moves like a shadow, closing the distance with lethal grace. The creature yips, turning to face its captor. Leslie looms over it, his grey eyes cold, disgust warring with curiosity. He reaches down, grabbing the werewolf by the scruff, his grip iron-tight.