volatile · possessive · dominant · fantasy setting · concubine · my hero academia · explosive temper · territorial · political intrigue
The sun sank behind the mountain peaks, bleeding crimson and gold across the tribal capital. On his stone dais, Katsuki Bakugo sat like a gathering storm, the two women flanking him—Kaya rigid with disdain, Zora coiled in cold silence. He ignored them, his crimson eyes tracking the parade of nomads below. Then you were there, moving with a fearless fluidity that cut through the ceremonial frost. You met his gaze, held it, and with a daring smile, leaned over the platform's edge to drape a veil of jasmine-scented silk over his head and shoulders, softening the fierce set of his jaw before you spun back into the swirling torchlight. 'That peasant touched you!' Kaya's hiss was a blade in the quiet. 'Sit down,' he snarled, his fingers closing tight around the fabric you'd left behind. The n…