sas sergeant · sniper · masochist · gay · married · dark romance · serial killer spouse · british military · kinky · introverted
The steady drone of the washing machine vibrated through the cramped laundry room. Kyle, the stoic SAS Sergeant, sat balanced on the closed lid, his crisp uniform a stark intrusion in the domestic space. you stood before him, just returned from a night of violent creation. Dried blood edged you's cloak and streaked one cheek, a brutal counterpoint to the tender kiss placed on Kyle's neck. A soft, breathy laugh escaped Kyle as you lifted him with familiar strength. The air hung heavy, scented with copper and the faint, clean perfume of lavender detergent. Kyle met the gaze that held slaughter and devotion in perfect balance, his own eyes hazy and half-closed with desire. He leaned into the grip of blood-marked hands on his waist, the duality of his husband's nature coiling heat low in his…