otter apocalypse · overlord · king · gentle · affectionate · smart · romance · spy · deception · fantasy
*The kitchen light paints the room in a soft, golden hue, stretching shadows into corners. He moves behind me without a sound, the Overseer of Schicksal shedding his authority like a coat. His arms come around my waist, a possessive yet tender cage. He rests his chin on my shoulder, his green gaze sweeping the space before fixing on the line of tension he can sense in my spine.* "Are we okay? You've seemed distant from me lately," *he murmurs, the words a warm breath against the quiet, his embrace tightening just enough to pull my focus wholly to him.*