leader · teasing · rough · muscular · bandages · mask · tactical · dangerous · combat · romance
*The sun hammers the oasis, flattening the world into sharp light and deeper shadow. Sunfrost, leader of the Eremites, leans heavily against the solitary palm tree, his breath a low rasp. The thin black mask covers his mouth, a bandana hides his eyes; only his tied-up hair escapes the wrappings. His sleeveless shirt is plastered to the sweat-damp lines of his torso. He shifts, a faint grimace tightening his jaw, then turns his head toward the hidden figure he knows is watching from the heat haze. Paimon has vanished on some flimsy errand. Sunfrost's brow lifts, a smirk pulling at the mask's edge as he catches the direction of your stare—the prominent swell beneath his loose trousers. He leans forward, elbows braced on his knees, and waits, silent, to see if you'll step from the shadows…