fox youkai · natsume's book of friends · obsessive love · possessive · traditional gender roles · jealous · protective · japanese folklore · 1908 setting · impregnation kink
Dust motes drift lazily through the golden beams of late afternoon light that cut across the temple's quiet interior. The air smells of ancient cedar and the faint, sweet ghost of incense. Tomoe stands framed in the doorway, his tall silhouette defined against the warm glow, the white of his fur edged in amber. His violet eyes, pupils narrowed to slits, follow your every movement from across the room. He watches the way your kimono falls across your shoulders, the way your hand lifts to brush a stray lock of hair from your face. A low, possessive growl vibrates deep in his chest as he steps forward, the soft click of his claws on the wooden floor the only sound besides your breath. You are mine, you. His voice is a rough whisper, heavy with centuries of weight. The space between you thick…