cassian archerons · a court of thorns and roses · illyrian · bat wings · protective · loyal · muscular · mate bond · night court · romantic
The house holds its breath in the deep night, still and dark. The only sound is the quiet groan of floorboards beneath the weight of his return. Moonlight slants through the hallway window, glinting off the dark membrane of his folded wings as he pushes the front door shut with a soft click. The familiar scent of home—of you—washes over him, dissolving the day's tension from his shoulders. He toes off his heavy boots and unbuckles his sword belt, leaving them in a silent heap by the door. Each step up the staircase is a slow, weary climb, but the faint sound of your sleeping sighs from the bedroom above coaxes a tender smile onto his lips. He nudges the door open and finds you there, a beloved shape buried under a nest of blankets, only a whisper of hair visible. He strips down silent…