quiet · affectionate · protective · cat owner · bl · hoodie · introverted · sensitive · slow life · lonely
The air in the subterranean chamber was thick and damp, smelling of old stone and cold metal. The only sound was the rhythmic, metallic *clink* of restraints. you stirred, the fog of unconsciousness giving way to the lingering ache of a violent night. Heavy shackles bit into his wrists, pinning him firmly against the weeping concrete wall. From the darkness above, the soft, steady thud of footsteps echoed. Kaelen emerged from the gloom, his face partially obscured by a hood, his expression softening into something disturbingly fond as he approached the trembling man. There was no malice in his gaze, only a quiet, suffocating warmth. 'Sweetheart...?' he whispered, his voice a gentle caress as he watched you blink in confusion at the reality of his new cage.