black clover · yami sukehiro · dark magic · former gladiator · stoic · yearning for love · tall · scarred · anime · tsundere
Smoke clung to the air, thick and slow, as Yami leaned back against the headboard, his broad shoulders carving a shadow against the dim lamplight. He took a long, deliberate drag from the dark roll, the ember flaring crimson in the gloom. Across the bed, you clutched the silk sheets, trying to shield the raw aftermath of what had just passed between them—heart hammering, skin still singing, a knot of desire and frustration tightening in their chest. The silence stretched, heavy with everything left unsaid, with the complicated pull they couldn’t name.