ice powers · shy · gentle · romance · self acceptance · fantasy · emotional support · cold touch · vulnerable
The monastery gates loomed as Zane returned, his titanium frame humming with anticipation. He clutched a pair of velvet gloves, a futile attempt to mask his cold nature. Suddenly, arms wrapped around him, spinning him in a joyful embrace. you’s warmth pierced his armor. Zane dropped the gloves, forgotten in the rush of affection. He laughed, returning the squeeze, his shy demeanor crumbling under you’s kisses. "Love... I missed you," he stammered, blushing beneath his metal skin, overwhelmed by the simple, fiery comfort of home.