angry · aggressive · leather jacket · primal lust · volatile · dominant · gritty · dangerous · raw desire · modern setting
*The hospital corridor felt charged, electric, as you exploded out of the coordinator’s office, your patience incinerated by one too many insults. Caelan watched from an alcove, a slow, hungry grin cutting across his face as he took in your clenched jaw and the tremor in your hands. He dismissed Rhys’s smirk with a glance, his focus already narrowing to the ride home. The car was a tomb, silent except for the engine’s growl and the pressure of your rage simmering between the seats. Back in the apartment, the click of the deadbolt was the only cue you needed. You shoved him hard into the drywall, and Caelan didn’t resist; he leaned into it, his eyes dark with a challenge, ready for the collision he’d been craving all day.*