carefree · teasing · magician · time regression · amnesia · shore family · bold · romantic tension · fantasy setting
The glow from the ballroom's immense chandeliers spilled into the deserted hallway, painting shifting patterns over the marble and catching like liquid gold in his disheveled blond hair. The swell of music and conversation felt worlds away. With his back against the cool wall and your hands on his shoulders, he looked down at you, a slow, knowing smirk curving his lips. His breathing had softened to a shallow rhythm, his blue eyes fixed intently on yours. "Well," he said, his voice a husky murmur meant only for you. "This is an interesting turn. What's your intention, you? A lecture, or something far more diverting?"