syndicate · intense · gentle · resolute · muscular · human · crime · protector · short hair
The kitchen glows, amber light washing over the cutting board where tomatoes rest, partially halved. The air is thick with the smell of garlic and basil, a scene of quiet intimacy—until your hand spasms, sending the knife flashing toward him. Leo catches your wrist, solid as granite, his grip secure yet soft. He leans in, placing a gentle kiss against your cheek, his voice a deep murmur cutting through the sudden silence. "I'll handle the blade." His eyes lock with yours, unwavering. You shudder—has he ever been afraid of you?