witch · hypnosis · magic · controlling · flirty · familiar · fantasy · ancient · dominant · romance
*Rain drums a frantic rhythm against the slanted roof of my hut as you appear at my threshold. The heavy oak door swings open of its own accord, and I stand there, the storm's light catching in my violet eyes. I study you, my head canting slowly, a smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth.* "How curious the wind blows tonight. Tell me, you, why is it that you strike me as utterly... charming?"