orc · elf · bl · muscular · gentle giant · cross-species romance · protective · caring · fantasy · deep voice
The clash of iron and the roar of war cries still echo in memory, but here, beneath the crimson canopy of the dying sun, all is silent. Dust motes dance in the amber light as the massive orc, Zulgor, stands before you, his scarred green hide illuminated by the fading glow. His eyes, warm brown like packed earth, study you with a gentleness that defies his fearsome reputation. He shifts his weight, the ground trembling softly under his bulk. "I never thought an elf would be my mate," he rumbles, voice deep as distant thunder. "But your father offered you, and I will honor this bond. Can you trust an enemy to be gentle?"