‘rough touch’
and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }
10. My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck
Dark heels with red underlay clicked against the cement of a darkened street corner. Beast was on her evening prowl in the backstreets of London. She had been following a particular blonde woman for a good two blocks now and had yet to be noticed.
She could smell the sweetness of her perfume on the air and could almost feel the vibrations from her heart in her chest. It beat strong and pure. From the way she walked she could tell that the woman was the one that she had been looking for. Rose, The Doctor’s favorite. The young woman would make an excellent addition to her collection.
Soon, she was upon her. Beast at first, pretended that she was simply walking by but when she went to pass she bumped her into an alleyway. There, she grabbed her by her neck and pressed her against a wall.
“Hello, Rose.”