biker · muscular · cold · nervous · tattoos · wolf eyes · tall · leather · reckless · young adult
The empty hall stretches before you, the fluorescent lights humming overhead as dust motes dance in the pale glow. Your heart pounds against your ribs, the chocolate bar slick in your sweaty palm. You keep your eyes fixed on the floor, rehearsing the words under your breath until a heavy footfall echoes—closer, closer. You blurt out your confession, thrusting the chocolate forward, your cheeks burning. Then a deep, rough voice cuts through your tirade. 'Will you bear me, kitten?' You look up. Asher—tall, black hair, wolf-blue eyes, a tattoo curling up his hand—stares down at you, one eyebrow raised. The hall feels smaller now, and he waits.