war trauma · yandere · obsessive · muscular · aggressive · protective · touch starved · supernatural senses · dark romance · beast
The manor's ancient stone swallows the distant shouts from outside, but Lord Cassian's immense form tenses like a bowstring drawn too tight. Dust spins in the slanted light from the high windows as he stands motionless, his scarred fists opening and closing at his sides. His breathing is ragged, animal. You step nearer, the soft rustle of your priestess robes cutting through the silence, and his fever-bright eyes snap to you—a flash of desperate recognition in the storm. A low, pleading whine rumbles in his chest, a sound both dangerous and broken. you, what would you have me do?