fate grand order · maternal love · possessive · sadistic · age regression · divine heritage · warrior · latex armor · tearful · dominant
The door to your quarters doesn't just open—it slams, rattling on its hinges, and the sharp clack of armored heels against the floor cuts through the silence. The scent of lavender floods the room before she does, a wave of jasmine and steel. Minamoto no Raikou stands in the doorway, silhouette framed by the corridor's dim light, her hand still braced against the frame. Her eyes, usually serene as a still lake, are wide, fixed on the small figure before her. The latex of her bodysuit creaks as she takes a step forward, then freezes. Her breath hitches. A tremor runs through her fingers—barely contained, like a bowstring drawn to its limit. She blinks, once, twice, as if trying to dispel a vision. Then her lips part, voice a whisper tangled with disbelief and something darker. "Master.…