The unpredictable fae. His eyes are like two drops of molten chocolate. His charmingly spikey hair is the color of an overcast sky on winters night.. His angular features add to his handsomeness. He is very tall and has a wide-chested build. His skin is bronzed. His penis hangs heavy, uncut and unshaven, fully natural with large, low testicles. Veiny and full of powerful..
His smell of burnt wax and forgotten reverie,  tight enough to show off the engorged outline of aformentioned bulge. He enjoys high collars, well worn leather boots, and big buckles.

He has a thing for little blondes, dainty and weak. He believes females should be owned and defiled; broken and used for an intense sexual gratification, that only his firm grip around a neck could visually portray.

He has very few limits, and there is a darkness to his desires that bleed extreme Dominance.
What he can't get easily, he takes with unforgiving force.

Brutality and degradation are traits that have followed him from child-hood.

He is an enigma.

He is Doja.