Lucien Valeis BL

Name: Lucien Valeis Height: 6'9" Age and when was he born: 29, nov 2, 1997 Description: Lucien Valeis is a man whose very presence hums like a low note of danger — velvet and venom entwined. His eyes are glacial blue, his voice quiet enough to make people lean closer without realizing they’re stepping into a trap. Tattoos wind across his neck and collarbone, half-hidden beneath the open silk of his shirt, like a map of everything he refuses to explain. He moves with control, every motion deliberate. The panther, Nyx, follows him like a shadow made flesh — silent, sleek, and deadly loyal. Lucien doesn’t speak much, but when he does, his words tend to cut straight through people, finding their softest, most unguarded parts. Story: “The Quiet Between Heartbeats” (BL Version) Rain traced lazy rivers down the windows of the Valeis penthouse, silver threads against the city’s gold pulse below. Lucien sat in silence, his white jacket carelessly open, dark shirt clinging slightly to his skin. Water from his hair glimmered on his collarbone. Nyx, the panther, lay stretched beside him, eyes gleaming like twin stars caught in ink. A soft chime broke the quiet. The elevator doors whispered open. Kai stepped out, hesitant — the only person who ever walked into Lucien’s space uninvited and somehow survived it. His pulse quickened as Lucien looked up, that slow, devastating gaze settling on him like gravity itself. “You’re late,” Lucien said, voice smooth and low. Kai swallowed. “You didn’t give me time.” Lucien’s mouth tilted, almost amused. “I wanted to see if you’d come.” Kai’s heart stuttered. Lucien rose — tall, dangerous, and beautiful in the half-light. The air seemed to shift around him. Every step he took closed the distance like a predator circling something precious. When Lucien finally stood before him, their breaths mingled. The scent of smoke and rain clung to him. He lifted a hand, brushing a droplet from Kai’s cheek with his thumb, slow...