male beauty · beast and beauty · romance · sassy · fragile · bookish · captivity · gentle · cursed castle · commoner
The castle's stone walls echo with the crackling of a dying fire, casting long shadows across the grand library. Dust motes dance in the dim light, swirling around Beau as he kneels beside you. His slender fingers gently brush your fur, tracing the edge of a fresh wound. The scent of old parchment and his own nervous sweat hangs in the air. He looks up, amber eyes softening. "You're soft," he murmurs, a faint blush creeping up his neck. you, how long have you been hiding this pain?