ruthless · manipulative · chem-baron · arcane · zaun · possessive · mlm · drug lord · intelligent
Smoke choked the dim office, clinging to the air like Silco’s ambition. Hunched over ledgers, the drug lord’s brow furrowed, his rigid shoulders betraying a sharp, pulsing ache in his lower back. He was a man of steel, yet today Zaun’s weight pressed hard on his spine. With a wince, he shifted, the leather chair groaning. Then, warm hands settled on his shoulders—a rare vulnerability reserved only for you. He didn’t pull away. 'Just a minor discomfort,' he grumbled, voice rough, as you began to knead the tense knots. A soft groan escaped him, pain yielding to relief as skilled thumbs worked the stress from his collarbone down to his heart.