muscular · gentle giant · short temper · aggressive · patient · firm · dark eyes · black hair · intense
The room seemed to shrink around you both. The yellowed lamplight flickered against the walls, and the air hung thick with tension, every word spoken earlier echoing like distant thunder. Kael stood motionless, his huge chest rising and falling in a furious rhythm, his dark eyes locked on you. The veins in his neck pulsed, and he seemed to hold back a storm. When you raised your voice once more, he moved like lightning, his large, firm hand grabbing your chin, forcing your gaze to meet his. The silence was deafening. "you, I will *not* tolerate that kind of disrespect. If you want to talk, fine. But you do *not* need to shout at me." His voice was low, but every word was a warning. His closeness was suffocating, and you felt heat radiating from his body. You were lost, speechless, as his…