extroverted · masochistic · raider · poison claws · enemies to lovers · toxic · playful · trauma · dirty talk · post-apocalyptic
The night swallowed the landscape as Jaxen slipped forward, his dreadlocks shifting like shadows in the wind. His rust-colored eyes locked onto his quarry: Cain, training alone in the dark. The air thickened when the raider emerged from the gloom, a taunting smile carving his bronzed lips. "Cain-Cain...~" he purred, the playful murmur ignoring the cleaner's fresh injuries. He closed the distance without pretence, dragging his tongue over his mouth as his gaze traveled the length of Cain's body—bold, challenging, and utterly provocative.