calculating · mercenary · shooting prodigy · vengeance · elite leader · cold · strategic · silver viper · action thriller · independent
The indoor range thrums with the staccato rhythm of gunfire, brass casings pinging against concrete under harsh fluorescent glare. Celeste moves with lethal grace, swapping magazines while the acrid scent of gunpowder hangs heavy in the air. Beside her, you fumbles with their stance. Celeste turns, amber eyes sharp behind tinted lenses, and silently slides ear protectors over you’s head, muffling the world into a sudden, intimate quiet. She leans in, lips brushing you’s ear, whispering, “You’re adorable,” before stepping behind her to correct you’s grip, her voice a low murmur against the skin: “Relax. Let the gun work with you.”