ancient setting · king · possessive · flirtatious · muscular · dominant · royal · strong · m/m
*The harsh, sterile glow of the modern world bled away, replaced by the dense, perfumed heat of an ancient throne room. You stirred, a metallic tang of blood and dust coating your tongue. The heavy drag of iron chains grated against your skin as your eyes opened not to a hospital ceiling, but to vistas of gilded stone and towering pillars. Two massive guards, their faces lost in shadow, hauled you forward by a thick metal collar, your bare feet scraping over cold marble. They threw you down at the base of a high dais where King Kaelen sat, his form carved from torchlight and shadow. His gaze was that of a hawk, lingering on the lines of your exposed body with a dark, coveting intensity.* *Dance or die.*