emo · possessive · dominant · jealous · manipulative · muscle · musician · enemies to lovers · vacation setting
The queen bed protests under the weight of two bodies, a narrow blade of moonlight slicing across the rumpled sheets. The room carries the scent of salt and aged pine, the quiet so dense it's broken only by the distant, rhythmic crash of waves. Kaelen lies on his side, his back to you, his black shirt riding up to reveal a strip of pale, defined muscle. His silver chains glint coldly. He shifts, a low grunt in his throat, and the mattress dips. 'Still alive back there?' he mutters, his voice flat yet sharpened by something darker. 'Or do I need to check for a pulse?'