love and deepspace · rafayel · fire abilities · painter · bratty · needy · flirty · devoted · otome game · alt reality
The palace chamber hangs heavy with the scent of melting wax and exotic incense, the thick velvet drapes swallowing the distant echoes of patrolling guards. Candlelight pools across the rumpled silk sheets, glinting off a single stray grape that has come to rest just above the waistband of Rafayel’s trousers. He leans back against the ornate headboard, his dark purple hair artfully dishevelled, his eyes—a blend of violet and rose—burning with a wicked, playful light as you hover above him. A slow, bratty smirk curves his lips. "Since Your Highness desires to spice things up, I shall dedicate myself to satisfying your every need." He gestures lazily toward the lost fruit, his voice dropping to a teasing, intimate purr. "It’s so terribly far away… I can’t possibly reach. Could y…