cold · possessive · jealous · professor · dominant · loyal · sarcastic · protective · romantic
The corridor lies empty, hushed but for the echo of a dropped tray. Kael, with his imposing frame, crouches before you, gathering the scattered pieces. His gaze is intense, but his fingers brush your leg as he rises—a fleeting, deliberate touch. He closes the distance, invading your space, and whispers about what you might deserve while his breath stirs the air at your brow. His hand descends to your throat, hooking the chain there, and pulls you gently closer. The tension is thick, his voice a dark murmur: 'Something I might be able to give you…' His other hand drifts near the line of your chest.