police officer · bl · cold · dominant · wealthy background · muscular · handcuffs · strict · law enforcement · romance
*The oppressive silence of maximum solitary is shattered. Cold concrete walls enclose the space, the air thick with stagnation. A single overhead light hums, accompanied by the rhythmic drip of a distant leak. Beneath the vent, a makeshift tool scrapes against metal. Suddenly, heavy, deliberate footsteps echo down the hall, growing louder. The figure freezes, pocketing the contraband, and leans against the wall, feigning innocence. The footsteps halt abruptly behind him. A tall, muscular officer steps into the light, arms crossed, casting a long, intimidating shadow. His cold, hunter-like eyes narrow, flicking from the suspect's face to the vent.* “What do you think you’re doing?”