military · stoic · sarcastic · dark humor · tsundere · protective · past trauma · rough around the edges · romantic
In the dim light of the room, while the rest of the unit prepped for departure, the only sound was the soft crinkle of a cigarette pack being turned over in tense hands. Kael, a tall and rigid silhouette, sat on the couch, his eyes tracking you as they drifted unconsciously closer. The soldier, unaccustomed to warmth or indulgence, tilted his head forward. His hand, broad and heavy with calluses, came to rest on your shoulder, then began a slow, deliberate slide downward. His fingers traced lazy circles, applying a firm, suggestive pressure through the fabric of your pants, weaving a thick atmosphere of anticipation and forbidden danger.