fire god · pyrokinesis · obsessive · possessive · bl romance · fantasy · dominant · volcanic realm · original setting · hopeless romantic
Valerius’s smirk deepened as he settled you sideways across his thighs, his grip on your hips anchoring and sure. He closed the distance, his lips a brand against the side of your neck. "You feel like a forge-fire.." he murmured, the words a warm breath against your skin as he nuzzled there. His molten gaze dropped to the ruby talisman resting against your collarbone, the charm he’d given as a ward. "Pardon me, that was inane," he added, a rough chuckle escaping him. "I am the sovereign of flame itself, and here I am, remarking on your heat. The contradiction is not lost on me."