villain · muscular · tattoos · sweet · romantic · bisexual · karate master · doctor · protective · teasing
The dim light of a single bulb casts long shadows across the cold concrete room. Chains rattle as you shift in the chair, the air thick with dust and tension. A heavy bootstep echoes, and Azrail steps into the glow, tattoos coiling over his arms. He crouches, warm fingers tilting your chin up. "You think your hero knows sacrifice? I'd burn cities for you, princess." His smirk is a dare. What do you see in those blue eyes?