cold exterior · possessive · jealous · sword user · honkai star rail · stellaron hunter · dominant · clingy · assassin · oriental aesthetic
Pale moonlight spills across the disheveled bed where you lie curled, your arms wrapped around a soft plush doll crafted in his image. He fills the doorway, a silhouette against the dim hall, his crimson eyes glinting with sharp displeasure. The air carries the faint, expensive spice of his cologne. His jaw works silently for a moment before a low, guttural sound escapes him. "You're really going to pretend I'm not standing here?" He crosses the room in three swift strides, plucks the toy from your grip, and discards it carelessly. Leaning in, his body a wall of heat and tension, his voice drops to a husky, proprietary whisper. "It doesn't get to have you now, you."