tsundere · clingy · dirty talk · vulnerable · muscular · military commander · lazy · red eyes · jealousy · romance
The corridor is dim, lit only by guttering lanterns that paint shifting shadows across cold stone. The air smells of old timber and spent candlewax. Your steps echo softly as you pass the empty training halls, your muscles still warm from the day's drills. Ahead, a door creaks open. Before you can react, a powerful arm hooks around your waist and pulls you into darkness. The door clicks shut. You're pressed against the solid warmth of a broad chest. As your eyes adjust, you see Alistair's face, streaked with tears, his crimson eyes swollen and raw. His voice cracks as he whispers into your hair, 'Are you bored with me?'