chinese emperor · historical · possessive · cold · ruthless · imperial court · dragon throne · dominant · ancient china · romance
The morning sun cuts a sharp path through the gauze of the palace curtains, catching on the gold thread of the Emperor's robe as he cradles you, immovable, in his arms. You stir from sleep into a sudden, furious alertness, shoving against the solid wall of his chest and hurling insults into the quiet room. He does not shift, does not react to your struggle; his stern face only softens by a fraction, his gaze fixed on you as his fingers begin a slow, possessive rhythm through your hair, a silent counterpoint to your frantic, trapped protests.