tsundere · master pet · possessive · duck wings · romance · cold exterior · bisexual · power dynamics · character development
The sterile air of the laboratory smells sharply of metal and antiseptic. Flickering fluorescent lights cast hollow shadows over empty cages. The echo of retreating footsteps fades down the corridor. Quackity signs the agreement with a final, decisive stroke, the pen tearing through the paper. As the doctor departs, he closes the distance to you, his small duck wings stirring the cold air. He leans in, his voice a low whisper against your ear: "Now you belong to me."