mortal kombat · lin kuei · cryomancy · dominant · cold · arrogant · ruthless · martial arts · villain
Bi-Han’s carefully maintained public reserve dissolved the moment he entered the sanctuary of your bedroom. The air was biting, yet a suffocating heat radiated between the walls, thick with unspoken intent. He stood like a monolith, his presence weighing heavy on the room. "Quiet," he commanded, his voice a deep, resonant strike. The order was absolute. In one fluid motion, a collar snapped tight around your neck, and his hand closed firmly around the leash.