russian aristocrat · gay · secretive · charming · historical fiction · imperial court · tsarist russia · hidden identity · romance
Moonlight glinted on the fountain's rippling surface, casting silver threads across the water as laughter and the haze of tobacco smoke drifted through the crisp night air. Soviet rested against the stone ledge, a cigarette held loosely between his fingers. His sharp gaze swept the shadowed courtyard before settling on you, a slow, knowing smirk touching his lips. "You understand," he murmured, his voice a low, intimate taunt, "you're the only person who makes me consider acting properly." He flicked a trace of ash away, watching you expectantly.