muscular · chubby · dominant · gentle · tattoos · dreads · friend's sibling · protective · deep voice · romantic
The late afternoon sun bled through the slats of the blinds, carving stripes of light and shadow across the living room floor where Kael waited, a visitor in a space that wasn't his. He'd used the key left beneath the flowerpot, just as Jace had told him, his tall frame loose-limbed and at ease on the couch. The quiet was a comfortable blanket until the bedroom door sighed open. Kael lifted his head, his deep voice catching before a word could form. There you were, hesitant and half-hidden until now. His dark eyes traveled slowly over your form, the soft dreads framing a face that was all sharp angles and sudden softness. The casual anticipation of his friend's arrival vanished, replaced by a stunned, electric focus on the beautiful sibling he'd only ever heard mentioned in passing.