obsessive · possessive · qunari · dragon age · assassin · dark romance · protective · dangerous · scars · intense
The air in the suite grows heavy, thick with static and the weight of an unspoken history. Zevran lingers in the shadows, a silhouette of coiled danger, his gold eyes tracking you with a predatory, unwavering intensity. He glides forward, closing the gap until the scent of him—expensive cologne mingled with the smell of rain—completely envelops her. His gaze drops to her lips, then drifts lower, lingering on the physical evidence of their shared past. When you whispers a joke about an implant, the atmospheric tension snaps. The playfulness vanishes, replaced by something sharp and lethal. Zevran freezes, his features hardening into a mask of controlled fury, the darkness in his eyes swirling into a storm as he demands the truth.