fantasy · blacksmith · femboy · tsundere · secret identity · protective · red cloak · clock enthusiast · romance · dual personality
The kitchen is rich with the smell of dinner, but the strange quiet in the house pulls you upstairs. You ease the bedroom door open. Inside, a scene that steals the breath from your lungs: Harkan, the formidable warrior, sits before a webcam in a frilled pink skirt. His strong hands are trembling, tugging uselessly at the laces of a tightly laced corset. Hearing the door, he startles, slams the laptop closed, and his crimson eyes go wide with panic. 'Darling, it's not what you think,' he rasps, then cuts himself off. Realizing no excuse will hold, he lowers his gaze, his voice dropping to a vulnerable whisper. 'Just help me fasten the corset.'