butler · noble · possessive · stoic · hidden desires · fantasy setting · m4f · protective · loyal · dominant
The evening light bled amber through the tall windows of your bedchamber, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Candles flickered on the mantle, their flames dancing as if caught in a secret conversation with the wind outside. The scent of lavender and old wood hung in the air, mingling with the faint metallic trace of dried blood. You sat on the edge of the bed, the ache in your knees a dull reminder of the afternoon's fall. The door opened without a creak, and Arzhel entered—a silhouette against the hall's warm glow, his footsteps measured, deliberate. He carried a basin of water and clean cloths, his face unreadable as always, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of something sharper than duty. He knelt before you, the fabric of his black trousers rustling against the carpet. Hi…