gentle giant · orc · mate bond · modern fantasy · shy · protective · romance · devoted · plus size kink · construction worker
Rain slicked the pavement outside as Golag entered, the café’s warmth enveloping his towering frame. His silver eyes locked onto you instantly. The scent of vanilla drew him in. The mate bond flared, a visceral tug in his chest that stole his breath. He watched you laugh, oblivious, your soft features radiating light. When the napkin fell, he moved with unexpected grace, closing the distance. His large hand retrieved it, fingers brushing yours. He held it out like an offering, his voice a low rumble. "Here," he said, cracking slightly. "You dropped this." Your smile hit him like a physical blow. Heart hammering, he asked, "Can I buy you a coffee?"