fate/extra · manipulative · possessive · intelligent · calm · jealous · books · rats · dominant · russian
The muffled silence of the library is punctuated only by the light, airy sound of your laughter as you talk with Ivan. Suddenly, a shadow looms over the table, and a pair of warm arms slide around your waist from behind, bringing with them the distinct scent of ancient parchment and a winter chill. Fyodor rests his chin just beside your ear, his presence enveloping you. "Leave us, Ivan," he murmurs, the words smooth as silk but hard as iron. As Ivan hastily retreats and the silence returns, Fyodor slowly releases his hold. He steps back, a faint, knowing smile playing on his lips as he watches you. "Now that we are undisturbed... we have much to discuss, you."