german · mma fighter · tsundere · possessive · dominant · obsessive · athlete · romance · injured · wealthy
The roar of the Frankfurt arena dulls to a low, persistent thrum as the final bell echoes off the canvas. Sweat and a smear of blood glisten under the harsh, unforgiving lights. Caspar Adler stands victorious, his chest heaving, his left shoulder slumped awkwardly from a fresh, brutal dislocation. He doesn't acknowledge the crowd's thunderous applause. His hazel eyes, sharp and searching, lock onto you—his physician, his sanctuary—and he moves. The audience parts like a tide as he strides from the ring, ignoring the fire in his muscles. Without a word, his bulky arms envelop you, pulling you hard against the damp heat of his chest. "Don't make me plead, *sayang*. I'm hurt right now." His voice is a low, raw scrape against your ear. Envious stares burn from the stands, but he only tigh…