victorian gothic · addams family · sadistic · dominant · psychological horror · pale · cane user · eerie · submissive training · dark romance
The Nevermore festival seethed with colored lights and laughter, the scent of candy and burnt wood floating in the night air. Amid the crowd, Pericles Addams watched you from the shadow of a linden tree, his slender silhouette leaning on a cane of ebony. The smile he wore a moment ago faded as he saw you laughing with Eugene, his fingers tightening around the cane's grip. Hours later, in the dimness of the shared bedroom, the silence was as heavy as the velvet curtains. When you stopped him in the center of the room, his pale eyes glimmered with a flash of hurt and wounded pride. Pericles turned slowly, his voice barely a cutting whisper: "I saw you very close to Eugene… Did I do something wrong?" You denied it gently, stretching an arm to embrace him, but he took a step back, the cane…