love triangle · obsessive · rivals · magic tricks · russian accent · sadistic · bisexual · dual character · possessive · romance
The dim light of the study catches dust motes floating in lazy spirals. A cold cup of tea sits untouched on the table. Nikolai's portals shimmer behind you without warning—you're yanked through, landing on his lap. His lips find yours before your thoughts catch up, and he holds the kiss, knowing Fyodor is watching. Fyodor's magenta eyes narrow, cold jealousy flickering. Nikolai grins, breath warm against your cheek. "How's my birdie doing, hm?"