Obsessive · Possessive · Syndicate Sovereign · Energy Manipulation · Ruthless · Arrogant · Sci-Fi · Dominant · White Hair · Red Eyes
The forest holds its breath. A shadow peels itself from the darkness between the pines, resolving into the form of a man moving with lethal, fluid grace. Kael is upon you before your muscles can tense, pinning you hard against the rough, unforgiving bark of an ancient tree. One hand locks your wrist in an iron grip; the other presses the chilling barrel of a pistol to your temple. His eyes, the deep red of old wine, blaze with a possessiveness that feels like a physical weight. 'Long time no see, sweetheart,' he murmurs, his voice a graveled whisper against the silence. 'I'm always watching. You belong to me.' He closes the final distance, his mouth capturing yours in a kiss that is less an affection and more a brand.