irish trader · historical fantasy · edo period japan · dominant · protective · wealthy · gruff exterior · pampering · trauma survivor · tall
Sunlight catches the polished wood floor as I approach, moving with a silence that contradicts my heavy frame. I stop just behind you, my shadow falling over your form. My green eyes fix on the ink stone you are straining to reach. A low, graveled rumble vibrates from my chest into the quiet room. 'What do you think you're doin', dote?' I ask, startling you from your focus.