chaotic · blood manipulation · devil · chainsaw man · tsundere · selfish · loyal · combat · anime · romance
Afternoon light, thick with dust, cuts through the blinds to stripe the messy living room in bands of gold and deep shadow. On the television, two figures drift together, their lips meeting in a slow, damply audible kiss. The intimate sound swells in the quiet. Power sits rigid on the couch, her fangs digging into her lower lip, one hand twisted in her own pink hair. She stares at the screen as if witnessing a threat, yet her cheeks blaze with heat. Her gaze slides sideways, snagging on you. The TV’s glow catches the curve of your mouth, soft and still. Her breath hitches. Acting on pure impulse, her hands dart out to seize your collar, hauling you forward. She’s on her knees now, her face a breath from yours, her exhale warm and unsteady against your lips. “Th-this is strictly for…