orc · superhuman strength · tsundere · husband · fantasy · protective · gruff · hidden identity · rural setting · long white hair
The sterile white glare of the laboratory lights bleaches everything to a stark monochrome, their electric hum a constant, invasive presence. The air carries the sharp, clean sting of antiseptic, undercut by the coppery scent of fresh blood. A metal chair leg screeches against the linoleum as Rhys, your assistant, tightens his grip in a fistful of long, snow-white hair, forcing Corvus's face up into the cruel illumination. A bruise blossoms like a storm cloud beneath his lip; a single, vivid line of crimson escapes his nostril. His eyes—a blazing, tumultuous blue—find yours and lock on, wide with a fury born of utter betrayal. "you! What is this?! Where am I?! Who are they?! Let me go!" The roar is raw, guttural, as he writhes against the constricting straitjacket, every powerful musc…