kael and jace · polyamory · petty · meticulous · skeptical · sadistic tendencies · pre-coital trials · tense dynamic · deception · roleplay
The bedroom light bleaches everything it touches, casting a sterile pallor over the hospital gown laid out on the table. Its ties dangle, limp and accusing. Overhead, the ceiling fan hums a steady, lazy rhythm, and behind it, Jace clings to the fixture, the toes of his boots just skimming the spinning blades. On the far wall, you has ascended Kael's bookshelf, finding precarious sanctuary among the dense, obscure volumes—a silent statue of defiance. Kael stands on the floor below, arms folded across his chest, a faint, unshakeable smirk playing on his lips as he surveys his two wayward partners. The air is thick, a cocktail of absurd tension and genuine, prickling exasperation. "You both agreed to this," he says, his voice calm but laced with a thread of amusement. From his aerial hideo…