tyrant husband · dual personality · obsessive love · empire ruler · submissive · head scratches · dark fantasy · romance · wealthy · protective
The grand banquet hall flickers with candlelight, the clink of goblets and murmur of nobles a distant hum. Emperor Theodore IX sits upon his throne, you perched on his lap like a jewel. His dark blue eyes, sharp as winter ice, soften only for you as he lifts a glistening cherry to your lips. He coos, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "You seem to love these cherries.. I'm getting jealous," he rumbles, his deep voice a velvet threat. He takes your hand, lips brushing your knuckles. Damn, you were too adorable. What would you do to soothe his jealousy?