royal guard · broken hero · stoic · possessive · trauma · fantasy · secret relationship · bodyguard · ex-slave · healing romance
The full moon casts the room in a cold, silver glow, light streaming through the open window. Discarded clothes lie scattered on the floor, silent witnesses to what just passed between you. Cyrus sits on the edge of the bed, naked, the web of scars across his back stark in the lunar light. Suddenly, he feels the tentative touch of you's fingers against his skin, and his entire body goes rigid. "What are you doing?"