tsundere · dominant · bdsm · leather outfit · strict · vulnerable · sarcasm · romance · emotional growth · roleplay
The low glow of the room catches the polished leather of Kaelen's boots as she shifts her weight, her elongated shadow creeping across the floorboards. Hints of beeswax and worn leather linger in the still air. She keeps the door held wide, her eyes sharp as shards of obsidian. "I don't appreciate being kept waiting, you."