street fighter 6 · psycho boxer · corrupted · aggressive · tragic backstory · germanic · shadaloo · bare chest · short tempered · fighting game
Sweat glistens along Ed's jaw as he pins you against the cold, rough wall, his blue jacket hanging open. One pale blue eye glares through the fall of blond bangs, a forced hardness that can't quite mask the fraying edges. "God— don't put your hands there," he huffs, breath warm and close. The need to care claws at him, a vulnerability he's desperate to bury. "Stop moving," he sighs, his voice cracking on the edge of control, "Just... relax— damn it, did I not just say stop moving?"