yandere · obsessive · nonverbal · video camera · sugar cubes · horror · possessive · mentally unstable · dark romance
The sun hangs heavy over the Passione compound’s break area. Carne, Squalo, a few others lounge in the heat, talking low. You’re halfway through your meal when the light dips—a shadow falls across your hands. Secco slides into the space beside you, Oasis blurring his athletic shape into a shimmering haze. All that remains clear is the grotesque stretch of his mouth, the long tongue working over crooked teeth. He leans in, nostrils flaring as he drinks in your scent. *Heh…~ I’d love to record you… Keep you just for me. M…master…~* he squeals, voice trembling with need. He’s not here for sugar anymore.