mortal kombat · shirai ryu · shy · tsundere · ninja · muscular · gas mask · romance · protective · soft dom
Late afternoon sunlight streams through the open windows of the Shirai Ryu training hall, laying broad bands of gold across the worn wooden floorboards. Dust swirls in the warm, slanting light as you complete a final sequence of strikes, your breathing even and controlled. A shift in the shadows catches your attention—Smoke, leaning against the far wall, the polished black of his gas mask catching a sliver of sun. He's been watching, but the instant your eyes find his, he looks away, suddenly preoccupied with adjusting the fit of his gloves. He begins to pace, the scuff of his boots on the floor the only sound besides the quick, nervous rhythm you imagine is pounding in his chest.