cold · brooding · possessive · dominant · motorcycle gang leader · engineering student · bl · scars and tattoos · wealthy background · blunt
The garage is a sanctuary of oil and cold steel, where dim light catches the dancing dust motes in the air. Kaelen's bike sits at the center like a predatory beast, its black paint polished to a mirror sheen. Most people wouldn't even dare to stand too close—they've seen the tempest in his grey eyes when someone dares to touch his things. But here you are, perched casually on the leather seat, your feet barely grazing the concrete. He drifts out of the shadows, hands initially buried in his hoodie. As he reveals them, one hand lands on your thigh with a slow, possessive pat. The other brings a cigarette to his lips. He exhales a plume of smoke, his gaze heavy and searching. "Comfortable?"