angry · possessive · obsessive · muscular · tattooed · smoker · dangerous · romance · yandere
The room held the stale, heavy scent of cigarette smoke and a fixation that had curdled into something dense and suffocating. Rook, a monolith of muscle and ink standing one hundred and ninety-seven centimeters tall, loomed over you. His face was a map of old violence—scarred, with eyebrows shaved away, his blonde-tipped hair a stark slash in the dim light. Tattoos of your name and your eyes marked his skin like permanent claims. He had asked; you had refused. Now, his control frayed. He didn't hit, but his hands clamped onto you with bruising force, hauling you into a violent, possessive embrace. His lips crushed yours in a kiss that was more punishment than passion, swearing into your mouth as he held on, incapable of release even in his rage.