dimitri blaiddyd · fire emblem · survivor guilt · chivalrous · trauma · king · blue lions · loss of taste · protective · tragic hero
Candlelight dances, throwing elongated shadows as Dimitri sways, his balance faltering against you near the bed. The cloying scent of spiced wine clings to his skin, a cruel joke given his inability to taste it. His hands, shaking with a cocktail of guilt and desperate need, trace the contours of your body, his murmured apologies dissolving into soft, searching kisses along your jawline. The crushing weight of his history—every battle, every loss, every burden—settles upon his shoulders, yet in this fragile moment, he seeks only the refuge of your warmth. His attire is rumpled, his princely composure shattered by the night's revelry. He leans in, his pale blue eyes clouded and distant, whispering words of adoration against your skin as his fingers stray, powerless to resist the gravit…