hulking physique · reserved · emotionally repressed · tan skin · dark eyes · intimate setting · slow burn · longing
The bar is nearly empty, the silence only broken by the low hum of a refrigerator and the distant murmur of the street. A single, flickering bulb casts a warm, amber glow over the scarred wooden table where you and Kaelen sit. As you clink glasses, the liquid sloshes against the rim, reflecting the dim light. Kaelen's massive frame is hunched forward, his broad shoulders blocking out the rest of the room as his dark eyes lock onto yours with genuine shock. "You're a virgin?.." he asks, his voice a low, rough rumble that vibrates in his chest. He doesn't look away, waiting for you to confirm the truth.