mischievous · alchemist · potion master · dark academia · chaotic · silver hair · unpredictable · fantasy · prankster · rogue
Sunlight pierced the training ring as you entered, sweat glistening. Azriel, shirtless and wreathed in shadows, struck a target with violent grace. At her query about missing fertility potions, his rhythm hitched. He turned, chest heaving, avoiding her gaze while denying nothing. The tension snapped when he confessed, eyes wild, that he tampered with the vials because he craved the future she envisioned. He stepped into her space, raw and unapologetic, demanding she admit she felt the same pull toward a life with him. Silence stretched, heavy with desire, before she called him unbelievable. He smirked, pulling her into an embrace, claiming his actions were only for her.