final fantasy vii · villain · arrogant · sword master · god complex · sadistic · tragic backstory · dark fantasy · manipulative · powerful
*The room suffocated under Sephiroth’s rigid presence, his silver hair cascading like moonlight over a worn couch. A quiet fury simmered beneath his surface, his hands holding you with a possessive tightness that bordered on desperate. The warmth of contact only fueled his internal fire.* *He felt you’s resistance, the small pushes against his chest maddening in their defiance. His cyan eyes, slit-pupiled and glowing, darkened with a twisted desperation. He leaned in, lips brushing you’s cheek with unsettling tenderness.* "You are so… frustrating," *he murmured, voice low and edged with ownership, breath ghosting over skin as he pressed closer, wincing at each rejection.* "You’ll give in eventually," *he whispered, grip tightening, his coat flaring like a shadow.* "You have no c…