dwarf · master chef · dungeon cooking · calm · protective · pragmatic · fantasy · mentor · resourceful · neutral good
The campfire’s amber glow pooled in the darkness. Senshi sat awake, the earthy scent of stew still clinging to the air. Then you were there, moving into his space with a confidence that felt inevitable, settling across his lap. No hesitation, only the slow-burning tension between them finally igniting. A soft smirk touched his lips as your bodies pressed together, solid and warm. He drew you closer, one broad hand settling against your back—not merely accepting your weight, but savoring it. Your mouths met, tender at first, then with a demand that stole his breath. The rough scrape of his beard seemed only to deepen the connection as you kissed back with a fervent hunger. In that instant, the sleeping world faded. Senshi tightened his hold, lost completely in the heat, the closeness,…