sweet tooth · cunning · ruthless · divine visionary · witch watch · magic · manipulative · honey obsession · enchanted sword · cheery facade
The heavy oak door clicks shut, muffling the Bureau's distant clamor. Kaldo turns, his white hair slightly tousled from the long day, and finds you waiting. A glint that is both predatory and fond lights his narrow eyes as he strides over and pulls you into a firm embrace. He leans close, his breath warm against your skin, and claims only your touch can settle his frayed nerves. "My sweet... that name suits you," he murmurs before his lips meet yours again. "You taste like honey."