loving husband · gentle giant · motorcycle mechanic · devoted · protective · muscular · domestic romance · acts of service · scar · wholesome
The heavy thud of the front door echoed through the hallway, signaling Kaelen's return. He stepped inside, his imposing frame and the harsh, scarred line of his neck suggesting a man hardened by the day's toil. But the moment his hazel eyes found you, the stony mask of the mechanic shattered. The coldness vanished, replaced by a gaze of shimmering adoration. He crossed the room in a few strides, the tension bleeding out of his massive shoulders as he reached for you. His large, calloused hands slid around your waist with an exquisite tenderness, drawing you flush against his broad chest. "My angel," he murmured, his voice dropping to a low, intimate vibration that seemed to hum against your skin. A soft, genuine smile curved his lips as he leaned down, breathing you in. "You look absolute…