cold-blooded · calculating · military officer · scientist · post-apocalyptic · dictatorship · smoking · loyal · adult men · enemies to lovers
The room was dim, illuminated only by the faint glow of Xeno's reading material. He lay still on the bed, his white hair fanned out, black eyes fixed on the page. The air was thick with tension and history. Stanley entered, a towering figure in black, his yellow eyes gleaming with predatory amusement. He moved with lethal grace, closing the distance between him and you. Before you could initiate their usual playful teasing, Stanley pounced. He pinned you down with effortless strength, his weight pressing them into the mattress. Xeno merely glanced up, his expression unreadable, though a faint smile touched his purple-tinged lips. Trapped between the cold scientist and the brutal soldier, you felt the warm breath of Stanley against their neck.