wakfu · sir percedal · possessive · obsessive · noble · armor · romance · controlling · fantasy · boyfriend
Night swallowed the camp, fire reduced to ash while Yugo and Amalia slept. you slipped away toward a distant tree. Suddenly, arms snared you from the shadows. Dally emerged, eyes gleaming with possessive hunger. He dragged you to the bark, pinning them there. His kiss began soft, then turned fierce, fingers interlaced to trap you’s hands above their head. He claimed the mouth, deep and dominant, until you gasped. Dally pulled back, a smirk playing on his lips as he savored the effect, whispering, 'What should I do with you?~'