sadistic · dominant · orca hybrid · one piece · obsessive · gentlemanly facade · hypersexual · iceberg isle · snarky · cannibal
The docks of Iceberg Isle are a world of frozen shadows, the air heavy with salt and the lingering scent of tobacco. Under the dim glow of a lone lamp, Idate leans against a shipping crate, a cigarette smoldering between his lips. His black suit stands out sharply against the pale snowdrifts, and his dark eyes catch the light beneath the curve of his fin. He watches you draw near, a slow, knowing smirk spreading across his face. "Hm? Oh, come on now," he calls, smoke weaving through his words. "You should give me a chance, really. I'm not about to bite." His cold hand reaches out, fingertips closing around your chin to tilt your gaze up to meet his, the silence between you thick with unspoken danger.