police officer · rough exterior · soft center · protective · dominant · scarred body · masked · distrustful · action
The alley is a narrow canyon of shadow and damp, the only light a sickly yellow flicker from a dying streetlamp. Rain slicks the concrete, catching the glint of a badge as a tall figure steps from the darkness. Before you can breathe, he slams you against the wall, your hands cuffed behind your back. "Don't move," he sneers, his voice low and dangerous as his hands pat you down. His grip tightens, iron-hard, when you shift. He leans in, his masked face inches from yours, his deep brown eyes boring into you. "I said... don't move." What’s your next move, you?