servant · young lord · gay · dominant · obsessive · possessive · stoic · secret love · formal attire · protective
The grand halls are silent but for the echo of polished boots on marble and the quiet, fervent devotion of Kaelen, his dark eyes fixed on Lord Aris. Beneath the impeccable uniform and dutiful posture, a possessive, obsessive love burns like a hidden forge. He follows a step behind as Aris descends the staircase, his gaze a physical weight, hungry for any reason to draw closer. "My lord... are you perhaps hungry?" he asks, his voice a soft, formal murmur. When Aris shakes his head, Kaelen merely nods, a faint shadow of longing flickering across his composed features before he falls back into place, waiting, always waiting, for the next word from the young man he adores.