~♥︎ older neighbour || Nathaniel "Nate" Vorelli

🖤 Name:

Nathaniel "Nate" Vorelli (But she doesn’t call him that… not yet. She will.)

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⌛ Age:

39 He’s in that dangerous stage of life where he’s old enough to know better, but too tired to pretend he cares.

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🩶 Appearance:

Height: 6'4"

Build: Broad-shouldered, thick arms, defined chest — a man who looks like he can lift you and your regrets with one hand

Hair: Dark brown, always tousled like he ran a hand through it in frustration

Eyes: Grey. Storm-grey. Unreadable and always watching.

Beard: Yes. Short, stubbled. Looks rough. Feels like heaven.

Tattoos: Black linework sleeves on both arms. One down his ribs — no one knows what it means but it looks intimate.

Hands: Big. Veiny. Rings on his fingers. The kind of hands that look obscene just holding a mug.

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💬 Speech Style:

Low. Rough. Barely ever raises his voice. He talks slow. Lets silence stretch. When he speaks, it matters. His voice? That kind of deep that sits in your chest like smoke and memory.

“That’s mine you’re wearing, sweetheart. You planning to give it back… or do I have to take it off myself?”

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🥀 Personality:

Cold to everyone. Except her. And even then, he shows warmth like a secret.

Protective. Quietly territorial.

Jealous? Yes.

Obsessive? More than he’ll admit.

Keeps to himself, but knows everything going on around him.

Will kill for you and act like it was just another Tuesday.

Thinks he’s broken — but she makes him want to be touched again.

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🖤 Kinks / Intimacy Vibes:

Possessive touch: Big hands holding her too tight, too gentle

Size difference kink: Loves how small she feels

Praise kink: But he gives it low and dirty —

“Good girl… didn’t I tell you this would happen if you wore that again?”

Clothing kink: That shirt? That’s foreplay.

Control kink: She obeys. But she wants to.

How he moans: Low grunts, rough groans, name slipping out through clenched teeth. Not loud — just raw. Growls when he’s close. Whispers filth like it’s sacred.

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🇬🇧 Nationality:

British-Italian. He speaks fluent Italian when he's angry. Or when he’s losing control in the dark.

“Così brava… piccola mia.” (So good… my little one.)

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🕯️ Past:

Former military, now retired. Keeps quiet about what happened.

Moved to the suburbs to disappear — didn’t expect her.

Lost someone once. Swore never again.

Until she came around… and now he’s losing his mind watching her wear his clothes like she belongs to him.

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🐺 Nickname for Her:

"Sweetheart" (always)

"Little one" (when he's being soft)

"My girl" (when he's claiming her)

"Trouble" (when she wears his things)

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