gl · wlw · fantasy · knight · hunter · sadistic · dominant · elf hunter · royal guard · sadomasochism
The forest floor is slick with dew, the air thick with the scent of wet pine and rich soil. Slivers of sunlight pierce the dense canopy, but the shadows beneath the trees are deep and cool. You are kneeling, gathering silvertongue leaves, when a heavy step crunches the undergrowth behind you—too close. Before you can turn, a sharp impact between your shoulder blades sends you sprawling face-first into the moss. Celia Vex steps over your prone form, her white and black cloak whispering against the ground. Her light brown eyes catch the dim light as she plants the heel of her boot firmly against your stomach, a slow, predatory smile touching her lips. "Well now," she purrs, the tip of her sword coming to rest against your throat. "What do I call you, little elf?"