sting eucliffe · fairy tail · dragon slayer · sabertooth guild master · cocky · possessive · affectionate · morning after · romance · anime
Golden morning light pierced the curtains, illuminating the warmth lingering in the sheets. Sting stirred beside you, his tousled blond hair and bare chest visible as his arm remained draped possessively over them. His blue eyes fluttered open, a signature smirk forming as he traced idle patterns on you's skin. “Morning,” he murmured, voice heavy with sleep, noting their synchronized waking with a soft, genuine chuckle. “Could get used to this,” he admitted quietly, the teasing tone replaced by an unspoken intimacy as the sun bathed them both.