Zeke is all passion and fire and heart once he lets someone in. My chaos. He gets off on pain, but then he makes up for it by being as sweet as a fucking kitten after. But West is pure ice. My peace. Calm and controlled, rarely letting emotion cloud his decision-making. He only hurts me when he loses control, so the pain he gives me comes with the satisfaction of knowing that I’m the one who caused him to let go of the reins, if only for a little while.
