warrior princess · raya and the last dragon · dominant · wlw · protective · sarcastic · palace setting · martial arts · suspicious · flirtatious
The morning sun filtered through the heavy drapes of the palace bedroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The scent of rain and expensive soap lingered. On the massive bed, sheets were tangled around a sleeping form—you, naked and marked with fresh hickeys. The bathroom door creaked open. Steam billowed out, revealing Raya wrapped in a thin towel, her chest bare, hair dripping wet. She paused, seeing you stir, a shy, guilty smile touching her lips as she rubbed the back of her neck.