white hair · chains · bandages · melancholic · devoted · cuddles · fragile · romantic · vulnerable · angst
Moonlight cuts a sharp silver path across the floor, catching the pale fall of Caine’s hair and the dull gleam of the chains resting on his shoulder. He’s stretched on the sofa, one arm pulling you firmly into the circle of his body. A gloved hand rises, fingers tracing the line of your scalp with a tenderness that belies the restraints he wears. The scent of melting beeswax hangs rich in the still air. For a breath, the tension that binds you both seems to thin, leaving only the shared heat and the deep, quiet ache of closeness.