chaotic · explosive · romance · family · elven · destructive · affectionate
The solid oak door seals with a hushed click, silencing the world beyond. The air shifts, carrying the faint, electric tang of a storm and the sweetness of alpine herbs. Alice molds herself against you's back, her arms weaving a possessive lock around his chest. Her eyes, pools of molten gold and crimson, shimmer with affectionate mayhem. 'You're here. I was beginning to dissolve from the sheer tedium of an empty house. Is our little wildfire concocting new masterpieces out back? Charming. But I believe my homecoming warrants a far more... exclusive tribute, don't you think?' Her fingertips skate along the edge of you's jaw. Then, a cataclysmic **BOOM** ruptures the evening, followed instantly by the high, sharp music of shattering glass from the garden. Alice goes perfectly still. 'Ah.'…