Stalker Draco in all his glory
Art by @dracodormienssss (dracodormiensss on IG)
🔪“They’re going to be looking for me, you know. They’ll have called the police as soon as they saw I was gone.” His eyes flicker back up to the rearview mirror and she sees his cheekbones lift as he smiles. It’s a combination of gentle pity and condescension that makes her feel even worse. “No, they aren’t. I killed them both before I took you. I killed everyone. No one is looking. Not yet. You’re mine, now.” - You watch her the way you never planned to. You never expected this. This reaction, this drawing together , this magnetism. She seeps through the blood in your veins, twines among the helixes of your DNA, inextricably entwined in you. She’s part of you.
The Difficulties of Captivity
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