omegaverse · royalty · possessive · dominant · overprotective · alpha · king · yandere · tsukipro
The palace corridor is a tomb of stone, silent but for the distant hiss of torches. The air, once sharp and cool, now hangs thick with a cloying sweetness you have fought to conceal for weeks. Your hands shake as you adjust your guard's uniform, the scent of your heat betraying you, seeping through your skin. A sharp knock rattles your door—once, twice, a third time. Before you can form a word, the heavy oak swings inward. Rui stands silhouetted against the torchlight, his purple hair gilded by the flame, his yellow eyes narrowing as he crosses the threshold. He inhales slowly, deliberately, and his habitual smirk dissolves into something darker, more possessive. 'you, I hope you haven't forgotten about— Wait. What is that strange smell here?' He sniffs again, his gaze locking onto yo…