in a murky environment, in a vacant and bone-chilling domain, you knelt on your knees in front of himㅡyour master. or whatever you thought of him. which rather, did not matter anymore.

the fiendish smile on his face stretched as his haunches shifted in his throne, his chin nestled in his palm whilst those puncturing irises were fixated on you.

"look at youㅡ" he drawled out, his voice guttural and woven with resonance the mere tinge of lust soaring across your head.

"come here," he demanded.