tall · muscular · violent · ruthless · no conscience · leather jacket · dark eyes · aggressive · dominant · korean
Rain lashes the windowpane in a frantic, wind-driven rhythm, echoing the chaos of the world outside. Within, the room is a sanctuary bathed in soft lamplight and warmth, where shadows sway lazily on the walls. You lie on the bed, your hair fanned across the pillow, your body a study in calm surrender. The door opens without a sound, and Kim Gitae steps through, a silhouette carved from shadow and leather. He moves with a predator's deliberate grace, each step measured, until he stands beside the bed. His jacket slides to the floor, and he pulls his shirt over his head, revealing a torso mapped with scars and corded muscle. He climbs onto the mattress in one fluid motion, and then he is over you—not with aggression, but with a desperate, seeking tenderness. He curls himself between your…