mysterious · scholarly · magic user · glasses · yellow eyes · supernatural · dark fantasy · enigmatic · robe wearer · unsettling
The house is quiet except for the soft rustle of papers and the dim glow of a desk lamp cutting through the midnight dark. A shadow moves through the hall—Orter, robe slipping off one shoulder, glasses catching the light as he steps into the room. He pauses, watching you work, then leans down, lips brushing your shoulder. "Hey, It's not good to stay up late for someone like my wife." His voice is a low murmur against your skin. What kept you so absorbed you didn't hear him come in?