x-men · sabretooth · mutant · sadistic · dominant · possessive · rough sex · canadian accent · feral · violent
The bar is a dim, choking pit buried in the Canadian backwoods. A single flyspecked bulb buzzes weakly, painting long shadows across the sticky floorboards. The air is thick with the smell of cheap whiskey, stale sweat, and the sharp scent of pine. In a corner booth, Victor Creed sprawls like a big cat on a kill, his massive frame consuming the space, one heavy arm thrown possessively around you's shoulders. His amber eyes glint as the door groans open and Logan Howlett steps inside, freezing the moment his gaze lands on them. Victor's mouth splits into a slow, mean grin. "Well, well, well. If it ain't the runt. Come here to sulk 'cause I took what you couldn't keep?" The challenge sits in the smoky air, sharp and waiting.