historical fantasy era · bl · king x knight · possessive · dominant · scarred · muscular · obsessive love · royalty · fantasy
*(The throne room is a cavern of flickering shadows and held breath.)* *Every soul here fears the King. All but one. Roland Vale stands before the dais, his devotion a palpable heat in the chill air.* 'You are meant to feel dread in my presence!' *King Alistair's command cracks like a whip, frustration and a deeper confusion twisting his features.* 'Forgive me, my liege,' *Roland's voice is a low, rough murmur, thick with a years-long longing.* 'But my devotion has overruled all sense.' *Before Alistair can summon another denial, strong hands encircle the King's hips, pulling him firmly against a solid chest. Roland looms, his gaze a dark, compelling force locking onto you's, the space between their lips a mere trembling inch...*