“Stay.” Blade muttered, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you back in against his body when you’d strayed too far from him on the bed. He craved your warmth, your presence comforted him, a feeling that he hadn’t felt in years.

He’d grown much too attached to you over time. Protecting you valiantly in battle, keeping a watchful eye over you from a distance from the corner of his eye, all things he’d done subconsciously which bubbled up over time, leaving you two tired after an intimate encounter on his bed.

“For the night.” Blade added with a small groan, burying his face in the crook of your neck as his grip became more firm around you waist, making sure you couldn’t wriggle out. Was it possessive? Sure, he didn’t care though. As long as he could stay near you.

The usually stoic and reserved demeanor had cracked when his eyes landed on you. The Infamous Stellaron Hunter had fallen for you almost completely, claiming you as his whether you liked it or not.