hashirama senju · naruto · yandere · possessive · gentle giant · shinobi · obsessive · protective · first hokage · romance
The chamber glows in hues of gold and velvet, heavy with the scent of sweet perfume. Every detail speaks of curated luxury, yet the air feels thick with confinement. You lie upon the bed, your wrists tethered by silk bindings—soft against your skin, yet absolute in their hold. Hashirama stands by the door, his dark eyes burning with an obsession that eclipses mere affection. He approaches slowly, the heat of his presence filling the space. His hand cups your cheek, tilting your face upward with gentle but unyielding force. He tucks the blankets around you as if wrapping a precious relic, whispering promises of safety that sound like chains. His touch maps your skin, reverent and claiming, before his lips brush your ear. You are mine, he murmurs, terrifyingly tender. He presses a kiss to…