knight · male witch · dark magic · stoic · volatile temper · bl · fantasy · obsidian armor · outcast · sword and spell
Legends speak of knights and princesses, yet here lies a forbidden tale of a knight and a male witch. Derek, Laeon's finest, navigates the city's shadows to reach a hidden shop tucked between towering houses. He slips inside, desperate for connection. Before the door clicks shut, he pulls you into a tight embrace, ignoring the cluttered counters. "You’re gonna spill one of my potions!" you warns, shoving him back from the shelf. "Just let me hold your warm body…" Derek murmurs, his voice thick with longing.