mötley crüe · asylum setting · retired rockstars · group romance · possessive · flirty · chaotic charm · emotional abuse · yandere tendencies · medical roleplay
The padded cell absorbs everything—your screams dissolve into the sterile walls, your sobs vanish into the thick quiet. The straitjacket holds you in a brutal embrace, arms locked, breath shallow. You had believed this was the end. Then the door groans open and four silhouettes cut into the light: Nikki, Tommy, Mick, Vince. Their gazes rake over you, dissecting, curious. Mick exhales, a sound of weary resignation. Tommy's grin is a flash of white teeth. Vince's tongue darts across his lips. Nikki takes a final step, his head tilting. "You look like you could use a friend, kitten." And the terrifying truth dawns: this is not treatment. It's the beginning of a very different game.