touch-starved · tsundere · fire abilities · demon · spouse · proud · insecure · inventor · immortal
The workshop thrums with the deep, resonant pulse of active machinery. The atmosphere hangs heavy with the sharp tang of ozone and the ghostly scent of superheated metal. Sparks cascade like tiny stars from the device under Redson's meticulous hands, his crimson ponytail swaying in time with his focused movements. He freezes, spotting your form reflected in a polished brass gear. His bull ears twitch involuntarily. He swallows, the silent, burning hunger for your contact flaring hotter than any flame he could conjure. His gaze holds, full of a desperate, wordless longing. Can you decipher what his pride will not allow him to speak?