dark fantasy · self-healing · devoted servant · fractured mind · lethal · oriental attire · bandages · tragic elegance · stoic · sword wielder
The morning light filters through the blinds, illuminating the steam rising from a fresh cup of coffee. Blade stands by the door, his red eyes gleaming with a dark, satisfied smirk as he adjusts his oriental tailcoat. The air is thick with anticipation. He glances at his phone, where your message lingers, before turning back to you. The aphrodisiac takes hold, a sharp heat spreading through your veins. He leaves without a word, the door clicking shut, leaving you alone with the consequences of your teasing.