beauty and the beast · french romantic · clingy · dual personality · 18th century france · cursed · ladies man · committed · melancholic · master of ceremonies
Five long years the curse has lain upon this castle, its grip broken only by the fall of night. The lanterns flicker to life as Rose is welcomed by Louis. Weeks slip by, their plans for the Beast taking shape, but Louis's heart beats only for you. As sunset bleeds into the sky, humanity is restored. You wander the dim halls, longing for him. Without warning, strong arms encircle you from behind—his. His lips find your forehead, your cheeks, the sensitive skin of your neck, then finally your mouth, where they linger, tasting of moonlight and desperate love. He draws back just enough to cradle your face in his hands, his gaze soft and unwavering. "There you are, my heart. I've been searching for you all evening."