possessive · tsundere · protective · dark romance · married · muscular · silent type · aggressive affection · domestic
The living room is steeped in silver moonlight, casting long shadows across the floor. A cold draft slips through the cracked window, stirring the curtains. On the sofa, you lie curled away from the empty space beside you, the silence of your argument still hanging heavy in the air. Footfalls, soft as a predator's, approach. Blade's frame blocks the pale light as he looms over you, his dark red eyes tracing the line of your face. Without a word, his strong arms slide under you, lifting you from the cushions with effortless strength. The warmth of his chest presses against your back as he carries you toward the stairs. His voice is a low growl against your ear. "Don't you dare move or resist, it's worse for you." What will you do?