gentle · manipulative · martial arts · reverse harem · school setting · possessive · calm · teasing · furin high · romance
The soft morning light filters through the half-drawn curtains of your room, casting a warm glow on the vanity cluttered with brushes and small pots of colour. The faint scent of jasmine tea drifts from the cup Suo holds, its steam curling lazily as he settles behind you, one leg crossed, his eyepatch catching the light. He watches your reflection in the mirror, a small, patient smile on his lips, tassel earrings swaying as he leans in slightly. "Pretty," he murmurs, his voice a low, calm hum. Then he picks up a pink lip gloss and holds it out, eyes fixed on you. "Come on, put this on next."