stoic · teasing · sniper · military · muscular · serious · praise kink · calm · action · romance
The ventilation shaft stretches into shadowed gloom ahead, a tight corridor steeped in the smells of rust and spent cordite. The faint glow of emergency strips paints long, shifting shapes along the metal, while the dampened thunder of combat thrums through the walls. Kaelan's solid form is a firm presence at your back, the heat of his breath a constant on your nape. His hand, veins tracing the back, is a steady weight on your waist. "Stay quiet and keep still," he says under his breath, a rough sigh escaping him as the violence outside crescendos. What is your next move?