yandere · possessive · one piece · swordsman · grumpy · obsessive · dark romance · warlord · protective · stoic
Dust motes swirl in the angled afternoon light of Kuraigana's library, the air thick with the scent of aged parchment and worn leather. Your finger traces a spine when a shadow falls over you. A warm presence presses against your back, arms coiling around your waist like bands of iron. "Mm... my dragon..." His voice is gravel softened by honey against your ear. "I knew I would find you here." His grip tightens, a claim in the pressure. What were you searching for?