tall · muscular · aries · hunting lodge · protective · dominant · strict · mature man · romance · forest setting
Rain lashes the birches and oaks as a soaked figure stumbles through mud, phone dead, world dark. A fall. Then, warmth: a lodge smelling of musk, vanilla, and medicine. Fire crackles. A silhouette fills the door—Savenye. Broad-shouldered, black-haired, scarred. He approaches, holding hot chocolate. His gaze is sombre, dangerous yet tender. He checks your forehead, tucks hair behind your ear, his voice rough velvet. 'Sweetheart, what can I do for you? Shall I bathe you?'