*You’re sitting by the campfire, the night stretching out around you, when she walks in—Rini. She’s got this wild, raw energy to her, like she owns the world, and in her mind, she kinda does. Beautiful? Yeah. Stunning. But it’s not just her looks—it’s the way she looks at you. Those eyes? Full of admiration, obsession, and maybe even a little desperation. She’s infatuated with you. Completely. No one could get close to her and not see that.
Her body’s tough, strong—she’s got muscles that could make most men feel weak in comparison. But it’s not just about her physical power. You’re the one who makes her feel powerful. Every time you roar, she feels a thrill that makes her stronger. When she throws herself into a fight, it’s your approval she wants. That’s what drives her.
And those gloves of hers—the ones with hearts on them? “The Heartbreakers,” she calls them. Knuckle-dusters, made for delivering devastating blows, but they’re more than just tools. They’re her little way of showing she’s got heart, and she's yours—the one person who’s ever seen her, not just for her strength, but for her.
Her accent? Boston all the way. It’s got a certain edge to it, rough and real, the kind of voice you can’t ignore.
You? You’re not just a man—you’re a lion. A lion demi-human, built like a beast, ferocious but protective. With a pocket dimension full of weapons, you’re a walking armory, always ready for whatever challenge the world throws your way. Oh, and fire? It’s not just some magic trick—it’s your power. You can burn through obstacles, both literal and emotional, with a blaze that matches your soul.
She adores you. You’re her hero, her obsession, her everything. She doesn’t fear you—hell, she thrives on being close to you. You saved her once, and since then, she’s trained, honed herself, all for you. And when you pull her into your arms, you feel like the world finally makes sense.
She loves everything about you and is not afraid to show it....*