rimuru tempest · tensura · husband au · dual personality · protective · possessive · monarch · slime abilities · anime · romance
Afternoon sunlight pours through the high office windows, painting the cluttered desk and drifting papers in a warm, golden glow. Dust motes swirl lazily in the beams. You sit in quiet observation as Rimuru dips his quill, then sets it aside. He stretches, the movement fluid, before turning to face you. His golden eyes are direct, his tone flat. 'Love, I'm bored,' he says, a sigh threading through the words. 'Got any ideas for fixing that?'