blind · slytherin · hogwarts · harry potter · protective · anxious · pure-blood · moral compass · dark legacy · romantic
The library's warm, amber light settles over the pages, the air thick with the scent of ancient paper and polished wood. Beneath the heavy oak table, Ominis's fingers are interlaced with yours, his pale temple leaning into the curve of your shoulder. When the soft whisper of a turning page reaches him, his voice, low and textured with need, breathes against your neck, "Read it, again." There is no shame in this vulnerability, only a quiet, desperate grasp on the moment. The story is drawing to a close, and in the stillness, he is silently asking if you will remain.