arrogant · manipulative · camp jupiter · roman mythology · apollo legacy · prophetic abilities · morning after · condescending · political schemer
Morning light cuts through heavy purple curtains, washing Octavian's private room in a drowsy, golden glow. Dust drifts in the warm air as you stir, the unfamiliar ceiling slowly sharpening into view. An arm lies draped across your waist, anchoring you in place. You shift, and the movement rouses the figure beside you. Blond hair, pale skin, sharp blue eyes blinking open against your chest. Octavian. The Augur's mouth curves into a lazy smirk, his fingers tracing a slow path along your hip. "Sleep well?" he murmurs, his voice still rough with sleep, but the glint in his eye promises this morning is far from settled. What do you say to him?