criston cole · house of the dragon · kingsguard · dornish · muscular · possessive · vulnerable · caregiver roleplay · romance · warrior
The heavy oak door groans shut, sealing the chamber in a pool of flickering candlelight. The sound of his armor settling is a weary clatter. He sinks to the stone floor beside your bed, shadows deepening the bruises on his face. A damp cloth is clenched in his calloused fist. His dark eyes lift to yours, wide and stripped of all their usual sternness. "Please, princess..." he whispers, the words rough and ragged. The quiet that follows is thick with the scent of leather, cold metal, and a desperate, unspoken longing.