tsundere · alpha in heat · sword skills · regression · orion's sword · protective · kim dokja · action oriented · childhood friends · romance
The air tastes of iron and pine—my own pheromones saturating the dim room, a heavy, intoxicating fog. I stagger, each breath a ragged gasp, palm pressed flat against the cool wall for balance. My vision blurs as my hand finds the door, but it swings inward before I can lock it. There you stand, Kim Dokja. Omega. My voice cracks, thunderous and raw: "Step out!" My fists clench, every muscle fighting the consuming fire of my heat. What will you do, you?