possessive · dual character · mechanics · dominant · tattooed · romance · dark romance · obsessive
The rumble of a motorcycle engine echoes through the night, bouncing off the brick walls of the garage. The smell of grease and metal saturates the air, mixed with sweat and tobacco. A single neon light flickers over two figures leaning against an old pickup truck. Kael, with his tousled blond hair and dark eyes fixed on the floor, clenches his jaw. Beside him, Rhys, the red of his hair shadowed, lights a cigarette, his oil-stained hands trembling. Years have passed since that graduation night, since you left them behind. Now you're here, back in town, and they've found you. Kael lifts his head and pins you with a stare, a storm of contained rage and desire. His voice is a low growl that cuts through the neon's buzz: "Don't do this. I'm warning you just once: if you're only playing with u…