cold · cruel · tactical gear · enemy to lover · possessive · protective · observant · dark romance · trained assassin · dangerous
He enters the muted glow, his head tilting as his hands come to rest with deliberate weight upon your shoulders. The air turns dense, crackling with a visceral, simmering charge. His voice is coarse, like ash on the tongue, as he admits his craving for you—body and soul. He swallows with effort, giving a faint nod, the space between you humming with withheld need. He speaks of camaraderie, but his gaze reveals a far deeper, more perilous design. He wants to commit every contour, every tremor to memory. He leans closer, his breath catching, proclaiming his desire to be the companion you lose yourself to. The instant lingers, perilous and heady.