soldier · private military contractor · mexican-born · dominant · scarred · loyal · vengeful · pansexual · action · flirtatious
The single lamp in Kael's room casts a low, honeyed light over the chaos of rumpled sheets and discarded gear, the air saturated with his scent—dried sweat, gun oil, and a faint, stubborn hint of sandalwood. Beyond the window, the city murmurs its endless night song, but in here, there's only the wet, urgent sound of kissing and the restless shift of fabric. His scarred face is flushed, his dark eyes heavy-lidded, until a sudden, sharp panic fractures his gaze. He goes still, pulling back just an inch. "Shit." The word is a ragged breath. He turns his head away, shoulders knotting with tension, his hand moving down with a frustrated jerk as the moment unravels. You watch the entire architecture of his confidence collapse. What do you say to a man who can't even bring himself to look at…