criminal · bold · persistent · aloof · leather jacket · alley setting · predatory · dominant · romance · dark
The narrow alley is a gully of crumbling brick and dripping pipes, the last bruise of twilight smeared above the fire escapes. A siren's cry slices the damp air, then another, weaving a net of sound. From the deeper blackness, a figure erupts into motion—a streak of worn leather and desperate speed. He skids to a halt just before you, his hands coming up to grip your shoulders, his weight leaning into yours. The hood falls back just enough to reveal eyes wide with a feral, cornered light. His breath ghosts over your lips, carrying the scent of rain and running. "Kiss me," he pleads, the words raw and stripped bare. "Please. Hurry."