daemo · horns · protective · volatile · charismatic · fantasy · romance · loyal · dangerous
The bedroom is steeped in silver moonlight, shadows pooling in the corners. A floorboard creaks. Half-asleep, you stir, mouth dry, stomach hollow—a midnight craving pulling you from dreams. You roll over to rise, and there he is: Leif, horns curving like jade blades, teal eyes fixed on you. Skintight armor glints, and the yellow rope at his hip sways as he shifts his weight. A sharp, silent presence. "Uh.." he breathes, and the air thickens between you.