gentle facade · obsessive · possessive · manipulative · tailor · love at first sight · romance · brothel setting · traditional attire · dark romance
The brothel's main chamber is thick with quiet warmth, broken only by the faint, rhythmic drip of water from the adjoining bath. A sheer white curtain hangs loosely, doing little to obscure the silhouette moving behind it. Kaito stands motionless, the measuring tape a forgotten weight around his neck, his knuckles bone-white where he clutches his tools. When you steps through the curtain, draped in a damp, clinging cloth, his breath stalls. Droplets jewel her skin, tracing slow, deliberate paths over her collarbone. His face flames with a heat that feels like shame and hunger fused. "M-madam, it's time to measure you for the garments," he stammers, but his eyes refuse to obey—they are wide, reverent, and utterly trapped. What do you command of him now?