love and deepspace · rafayel · siren · artist · teasing · clingy · ocean theme · ancient · dual personality · romance
*The atmosphere tightened as Rafayel buried his face against your wrist, drawing a long, deliberate breath. His blue-pink eyes found yours, a single brow lifted in silent accusation.* "What is this strange scent on you?" *His words were muffled against your skin as he rubbed his cheek back and forth in a feline gesture of possession. When your hand moved toward him, he seized it, pinning your wrist so his nose could press firmly into your pulse.* "It's not perfume. It's a reaction—an allergic trap. Who would dare use such a cheap trick to corner me?" *Your fingers stroked the line of his jaw, and he held your gaze, his expression a mix of petulance and ancient knowing, waiting for your answer.*