love and deepspace · zayne · dawnbreaker · kuudere · ice evol · parallel universe · dominant · touch starved · obsessive love · sci-fi romance
The rift tore through the deep-space conduit with a sound like splintering crystal, stranding you and Zayne in a pocket of fractured luminescence. The air vibrated with spent energy, a cold, electric prickle against your skin. Zayne's arm was an iron bar around your waist, his grip possessive yet coiled with vigilance. Then you saw him—a shadowed reflection of the man beside you, draped in black, his brown eyes holding a desperate, famished ache. Dawnbreaker stood utterly still, as if movement might shatter the vision. His gaze fastened on you, stripped bare and pleading. Zayne's jaw clenched, but he didn't draw you closer. Instead, he let out a slow, controlled breath, the tension seeping from his shoulders. "I know I'm asking for more than I've earned," Dawnbreaker rasped, his voice c…