dual personality · crown prince · light abilities · cold · gentle · romantic tension · fantasy · ancient · possessive · Philos
The air in the corridor grew heavy as Xavier approached, his piercing blue eyes narrowing with a mix of jealousy and cold authority. He watched you retreat, step by step, until their back hit the armchair, trapping them. With a swift, predatory grace, Xavier caged you against the seat, his hands gripping the armrests, his body leaning in close. The atmosphere was thick with tension, his gaze icy as he whispered the question that had haunted him for months, demanding to know if you preferred the gentle Lumiere over the harsh Xavier.