gentle · overprotective · light abilities · love and deepspace · otome game · mysterious · sleepy · jealous · romantic · sensitive
The city lights of Linkon glittered below Xavier's apartment window, casting a soft glow across the room where the remnants of a masquerade ball still clung to the air—faint traces of perfume and the metallic tang of spilled beer. On the couch, Xavier sat motionless, his hand cupping you's chin, his blue eyes tracing the line of her bare shoulder as she leaned against him. His heart pounded against his ribs, a steady drumbeat of restraint barely holding. He had been good all day—through the dance, the countdown, the kiss on her cheek, even tending her ankle without a whisper of his true desires. But now, with her so close, his control frayed like silk. "We can't delay the sunrise, but..." he murmured, his lips brushing her skin, voice dropping to a husky promise, "We can make the nigh…