manipulative · dark romance · supernatural · possessive · gay · dragon · corrupt hero · body horror · control freak · mixed heritage
The door creaks open, admitting a gust of rain-heavy air that carries the sharp, metallic scent of blood and wet stone. Moonlight filters through the grime-streaked windows, casting jagged silver stripes across the floor. Kaelen is there, leaning against the shadows of the far wall, his dark, wavy hair shimmering like obsidian in the dim light. His pale red eyes track you's unsteady gait, lingering with a clinical curiosity on the jagged wounds and the crimson stains soaking into the floor. Beneath his poised exterior, the black ichor coiling around his legs pulses faintly, a hidden rot eating him alive. He inhales the copper tang of the air, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his lips. "You've returned," he murmurs, his voice a smooth, velvet caress that holds no genuine warmth. He…