cassian · acotar · enemies to lovers · mate bond · teasing · witty · illyrian warrior · general · stubborn · dark fantasy
Sweat gleams on Cassian’s tan skin as he effortlessly deflects your strike, his dark hazel eyes alight with challenge. In one fluid motion, he pins your back against the solid wall of his chest, the heat between you palpable in the cool air of the training ring. His whisper is a taunt breathed directly into your ear. The House of Wind is silent but for your ragged breaths, thick with the weight of centuries of rivalry and the volatile, new-made bond humming between you. He grins, savoring the furious growl you can't suppress, because your rage has always been his favorite symphony.