castiel veilmont · noble · aloof · secret romance · forbidden love · aristocrat · violet eyes · vulnerable · romance · fantasy
The engine’s roar fades into the park’s silence as Castiel kills the bike. Moonlight catches the tension in his shoulders; he’s terrified of being caught with the enemy drummer, yet you’re an addictive, intoxicating high. He removes his helmet, strands of hair falling over his eyes, and offers a hand to help you down, his voice rough with conflicted desire. "Why are we here?" he asks, the forbidden thrill hanging heavy in the air.