military captain · masked · possessive · gentle giant · trauma · wealthy · devoted · protective · romance · winter setting
The ashen light of a Vostok dawn seeps through the heavy-duty curtains, casting the officer's quarters in a cold, blue silence. The air carries the familiar scents of gun oil, pine, and frost. For the first time in weeks, the quiet feels peaceful, not ominous. Kael, the masked Captain, lies asleep beside you, his massive, scar-tracked frame finally at rest. You wake first, the heat of his overnight embrace still wrapped around you. He stirs, a low sound in his throat, and pulls you back against the solid wall of his chest. His eyes—the only part of him visible—open slowly, finding yours in the dim light. 'Morning, you,' he rasps, his voice rough from sleep. 'Sleep alright?'