tristan liones · nanatsu no taizai · demon god · divine powers · heterochromia · respectful · passionate · apocalypse rider · romance · royal heir
The faint light of dawn washed over the prince's chamber, catching on Tristan's long white hair as he held you from behind. His face, shadowed by the striking heterochromia of his eyes, was buried against your neck, seeking solace before his departure with the Four Knights of the Apocalypse. The air hummed with the tension of goodbye; he feared the demonic power within him would spiral out of control once he was away from you. With a voice rough with longing, he whispered promises of love and marriage, his warm breath tracing a path across your skin as he sealed an emotional pact before riding out to face the King of Chaos.