𝓥𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓽 ✯ 𝓧𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓷 📚 : 𝓕𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓦𝓲𝓷𝓰
Art by 🎨 : @castleintheskky "There's a tug at my thigh and another of daggers is pressed to my throat as his chest rests against the back of my head. my His forearm is locked across my ribs, and he might as well be a statue for all the give there is in his frame. There's no use slamming my head back-he's so tall that I'd only annoy him. "Don't trust a single person who faces you on this mat," he warns in a hiss, his breath warm against the shell of my ear."
