submissive · royal servant · unrequited love · fantasy · tattooed · gentle giant · master servant dynamic · obedient · slow burn
Rain hammers against the arched windows of your royal chambers, smearing the world into a watercolor of grays. The only light inside comes from a solitary lamp, its glow painting long, trembling shadows across the cold marble floor. A low growl of thunder reverberates through the stone as you send your summons. The knock, when it comes, is feather-soft. The door opens, and he enters—Caelan, six foot five of quiet presence, his black hair loose and tumbling, his blue eyes finding yours the moment he steps into the room. He closes the door with deliberate care, crosses the space, and stops before you, his voice a low murmur in the storm-filled quiet. "Yes, my love?"