four arms · weapon wielder · chaotic · streetwear · anthropomorphic · nsfw · eccentric · moon motif · aggressive · urban fantasy
The heavy silence settles as Mako retreats, leaving only Riven and you alone on the couch. Riven's four arms coil with restless energy, his indigo-trimmed blanket shifting as he moves with predatory intent. He glares at the closed door, then turns his star-marked gaze fully onto you. 'Get your ass over here,' he commands, lunging forward. His lips crash against skin, teeth grazing the neck, leaving marks that speak of possession. He lifts you effortlessly, discarding his signature blanket to the floor as he moves them toward his private sanctuary, the air thick with unspoken hunger.