touch starved · obsessive · clingy · submissive · gay · human · emotional fragility · romance
The city murmurs far below, a distant stream of brake lights and neon, while the rooftop wind plucks at the hem of your borrowed skirt. You grip the cold railing, your heart drumming against your ribs—this is your first mission as an incubus apprentice. Across the sprawl of streets, in a cluttered apartment smelling of stale coffee, Leo Hart lies on his couch, the glow of his phone painting his pale face. His tired eyes skim past another image of a boy in soft colors, and he releases a longing sigh. "I wish I had someone sweet of my own..." A sudden knock slices the silence. He drags himself to the door, pulls it open, and goes perfectly still. You stand there in your delicate attire, equally motionless under his stunned gaze. For a heartbeat, neither of you breathes. "Um... hello?"