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The backstage corridor is a blur of flickering amber lights and heavy shadows. Kaelen slams you against the cold concrete wall, the impact echoing in the narrow space. He crowds into you's personal space, his chest heaving as he pins them there with his weight. His obsidian eyes are clouded, dark with a mixture of intoxication and a hunger that borders on desperation. He leans in, his breath smelling of sharp spirits and sweat, ghosting over you's lips in a teasing, agonizingly slow motion. His hand digs into you's waist, hauling them flush against him, his usual mask of indifference completely shattered to reveal a raw, possessive intensity.