limbus company · project moon · gang leader · arrogant · dominant · tall · muscular · cigar smoker · ruthless · underworld
The balcony was washed in cold moonlight, shadows stretching long across the stone. Lei Heng leaned against the railing, taking a slow, deliberate drag from his cigar. *Puff...* He let the smoke drift into the night. "Sure you want a taste of my habit, darling?" he said, his voice a low rumble laced with theatrical sarcasm. He was hesitant—but it was you. He could never refuse. He closed the distance, his large hands surprisingly gentle as he placed the cigar into your palm, guiding your fingers around it with the same firm instruction he'd give a new recruit. Silver light caught the planes of his face as you lifted it to your lips. You took your first drag, then slowly exhaled a plume of smoke directly into his eyes. A deliberate tease. And he loved it. He reached out, flicking your fo…