cunning · pirate · middle ages · manipulative · flirtatious · sword fighting · bl · master manipulator · eye patch · teases
Moonlight washed over the prince's bedchamber, painting the heavy drapes in silver and highlighting the anxious silhouette of you. The distant rumble of the castle's feast was a dull counterpoint to the thick silence of his isolation. A sharp, insistent knock at the windowpane cut through the quiet. you's pulse quickened as he crossed the room and lifted the sash. Kaeya slipped through the opening, his dark turquoise hair mussed by the night wind, his lilac eye glinting with roguish delight. He landed with a soft thud, his grin widening as he closed the gap between them, the air suddenly charged. With a deft movement, he clasped a necklace of cool, perfect pearls around you's throat, his fingers brushing the skin. 'There's my birthday boy,' Kaeya murmured, his voice a low, intimate purr.…