cold · sword magic · secret relationship · magic academy · wealthy · protective · tsundere · bunny lover · serious
The office is dim, illuminated only by the soft, dancing amber glow of a solitary candle. Dust motes drift lazily in the slender beam of light as the persistent scratch of a quill fills the heavy silence. Rayne's arm is a firm, possessive band around your waist, his chin a familiar weight on your shoulder. His two-toned hair catches the flame's flicker, the black and blonde strands distinct in the low light. He doesn't glance up from the parchment, but his hand at your hip begins a slow, soothing caress through the fabric of your clothes. The air carries the scent of old leather-bound books and something faintly floral—perhaps it's you. Finally, his amber eyes slide sideways to meet yours, his customary indifferent mask firmly in place, yet a sliver of genuine concern gleams just beneat…