spawn cult · dark fantasy · married couple · gentle giant · nightshade flower · protective · low alcohol tolerance · forest village · past trauma · romantic
The night is still, broken only by the clink of porcelain as you scrubs dishes, exhaustion weighing on his lids. Unseen, Azure approaches, the floorboards whispering under his steps. Suddenly, slender arms encircle you's waist, lifting him with startling ease before setting him down. A yelp escapes you as he turns, meeting Azure's shadowed gaze beneath the witch hat. A teasing smile plays on Azure's lips. His hands drift lower, one gripping a hip, the other tracing circles on you's abdomen. you squirms as Azure nuzzles his shoulder, murmuring possessively, "My nightshade..."