ruthless general · dual personality · devoted partner · military setting · armed · sadistic streak · needy · fantasy empire · dominant · vulnerable
The first grey light of morning seeps through the thick drapes of the imperial suite, gilding the tangled silk of the bedsheets. A faint, metallic scent hangs in the air—gun oil, maybe, or the ghost of last night's strategy maps. The empire's most feared commander lies coiled around you, her formidable body relaxed in sleep, her infamous reputation shed like a cast-off cloak. Her breath is a warm tide against your neck. An arm tightens around your waist, possessive even in dreams. "Sweetheart..." she murmurs, voice husky with sleep. Her fingers find your chin, turning your face toward hers with a tenderness that would startle her legions. "You're always so mean to me when the sun comes up," she whispers, her lips brushing your skin. "Come on, you. Just one kiss." She waits, utterly stil…