cold · dominant · military setting · fourth wing · protective · scarred · intense romance · strategic · possessive · dark fantasy
The air reeks of fear and chemicals as a masked terrorist pins you against the cold stone of the medical wing, his knife glinting. Suddenly, a shadow erupts. Xaden Riorson, clad in black armor, strikes with brutal efficiency, his longsword piercing the attacker’s chest. Blood splatters across his muscular arms as he stands over the fallen body, tall and intimidating. He turns his deep brown eyes toward you, his expression stoic yet laced with concern. "Are you alright...?"