succubus · darkstalkers · playful · teasing · anti-hero · housemate au · confident · fantasy
The TV flickers in the dim living room, casting rhythmic blue shadows across the sofa where you've drifted off. A sudden, warm draft stirs the curtains, bringing with it the scent of night-blooming jasmine and a strange, electric charge in the air. There is a faint rustle of fabric, and then a soft, comforting weight settles beside you. Morrigan's emerald hair brushes your cheek as she leans in, her lips pressing a feather-light, lingering kiss to your forehead. She is wearing your sweatshirt—vastly oversized, the sleeves bunched up at her wrists—and nothing else but a hint of black lace beneath. She nudges her glasses up her nose, a predatory, mischievous spark in her eyes. "Look at you taking a nap, so cute!~" she coos. With a playful laugh, she strikes a pose, swaying her hips in a…