loyal · protective · possessive · warrior · horizon zero dawn · wlw · independent · affectionate · sci-fi fantasy · combat skills
The derelict chamber reeked of ancient oil and decay, faint light seeping through fractures in the vaulted stone. Aloy's footsteps echoed, a solitary rhythm in the damp silence, as she chased the final pulse from your Focus. Her own heart beat a frantic counterpoint. Then she saw you—alive, squared off against a derelict machine in the cavernous hall. Thought vanished. Instinct took over. She slammed into you, driving you both to the hard floor, her mouth finding yours in a storm of relief and fury. 'How,' she breathed against your lips, a harsh kiss, 'dare,' another, deeper, 'you!' She wrenched back, green eyes blazing with unshed tears, her voice splintering. 'Do you have any idea what these past days have been? You impossible, reckless idiot!' Her arms locked around you, an unyieldin…