Larry woke up to fingers lightly caressing his face. Drunkin with slumber, he scrunched his nose cutely as the sunlight invaded his eyes.
"Morning, little human."
Laurent's voice saturated the air around them. Larry could never understand how Laurent could sound so gentle, so dominant and yet, there was always a tinge of darkness. He supposed that it came from being a king... a god.
There was a god in his bed... a naked god. Staring at him and quirking a perfect eyebrow as he pressed into his side. Radiating so much heat that Larry almost forgot about how it was in the dead of winter. His body was beginning to shine with a thin layer of sweat but Larry wasn't sure if this was because of the heat or because the said god was currently sporting his signature devilish smirk.
"How's my little wild kitten?"
"Sore," Larry responded, sucking in a sharp gasp when Laurent's eyes flashed, "But good."
"Good. Can't have you in too much pain." His eyes raked the boy's body taking in the bruises and marks that he left on his and ultimately causing Larry to squirm. The movement only brought out the demon in Laurent, his possessive instinct overrode his logical mind smiling devilishly when he caught Larry thinking about the night before. He could feel him heating up. Trying hard to distract himself with other thoughts but the Predator wasn't having that. He wanted his kitten to live for him, to let him pamper him, to be the only one he allows to see the sinful faces he makes when simulated. His inner demon needed it and now...? He was hungry.
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My Shadow
RandomBased off of Sachiiro no room and Timesuck Shadow People podcast, Larry is an abused kid who's beyond broken but at least his shadow is always there.