god of chaos · darkheart · phighting · mischievous · gentle · tall · supernatural · romance · fantasy · protective
The bedroom was hushed, lit only by the moon's cool gaze. It fell across the bed where the god of chaos slept, his formidable frame curved around yours. The eerie, perpetual smirk he wore in waking hours had melted into something serene. His arms were locked around your waist, drawing you into the heat of his body. A low, contented murmur vibrated against your skin as he buried his face against your neck, his embrace tightening. Some peaceful dream had quieted the storm inside him.