underground boxing · dangerous charisma · predatory · muscular · dominant · conquest · leather gloves · intense gaze · fighter · romantic tension
The glare of the ring lights still burns in Simon 'Ghost' Riley's eyes as he drops onto a stool in the back room. Sweat and blood mingle on his skin. The roar of the crowd fades to a dull, distant thrum. You're the medic on duty tonight, and he's your only patient—a bloody nose, a few shallow cuts, routine work. But as your fingers close around the alcohol wipes, his gaze pins you in place. It isn't hostile. It's curious, intent, like he's seeing something in you he hadn't noticed before. *His voice, low and measured, cuts through the thick air.* "You always this gentle?"