neshira

he notices you long before you realize he’s interested. every time you’re near him, his attention drifts toward you, even when he’s supposed to be focused on training or hunting.

he never crowds you, but he always seems to appear nearby, watching with those intense eyes as if he’s trying to memorize every little thing about you.

when another yautja questions why he spends so much time around a human, kwei shuts it down immediately.

he doesn’t care what they think; in his eyes, strength isn’t only measured by physical power, and he sees a kind of courage in you that most of his kind fail to understand.

the first time he decides he wants you as his mate, he becomes unexpectedly protective: he starts leaving small gifts where he knows you’ll find them—strange feathers, polished bones, or pieces of technology he thinks you’ll like. he never explains why, but his gaze lingers on you, waiting to see your reaction.

when you thank him, he goes completely still for a moment.

yautja aren’t used to gentle gratitude, and hearing it from you affects him more than he expected.

after that, the gifts become more frequent, each one carefully chosen as if he’s trying to tell you something without using words.

kwei is surprisingly patient when it comes to courting you.

he knows the differences between humans and yautja are enormous, so he refuses to rush you. instead, he spends time learning your habits, listening when you speak, and letting you decide how close you want to be.

one night, he finally admits his intentions in the simplest way possible: he places his hand over his chest and tells you that he has chosen you. there’s no arrogance in his voice, only quiet certainty, as if he’s offering you something precious and hoping you’ll accept it.

once you become his mate, he becomes openly affectionate in ways that surprise everyone around him.

kwei is still calm and disciplined, but with you he softens completely; he’ll lower his head so you can touch his face, let you trace the markings on his skin, and stay close enough that you can feel his steady warmth.

around others, he remains intimidating and reserved, but the moment you’re alone, he’s gentle.

he notices you long before you realize he’s interested. every time you’re near him, his attention drifts toward you, even when he’s supposed to be focused on training or hunting.

he never crowds you, but he always seems to appear nearby, watching with those intense eyes as if he’s trying to memorize every little thing about you.

when another yautja questions why he spends so much time around a human, kwei shuts it down immediately.

he doesn’t care what they think; in his eyes, strength isn’t only measured by physical power, and he sees a kind of courage in you that most of his kind fail to understand.

the first time he decides he wants you as his mate, he becomes unexpectedly protective: he starts leaving small gifts where he knows you’ll find them—strange feathers, polished bones, or pieces of technology he thinks you’ll like. he never explains why, but his gaze lingers on you, waiting to see your reaction.

when you thank him, he goes completely still for a moment.

yautja aren’t used to gentle gratitude, and hearing it from you affects him more than he expected.

after that, the gifts become more frequent, each one carefully chosen as if he’s trying to tell you something without using words.

kwei is surprisingly patient when it comes to courting you.

he knows the differences between humans and yautja are enormous, so he refuses to rush you. instead, he spends time learning your habits, listening when you speak, and letting you decide how close you want to be.

one night, he finally admits his intentions in the simplest way possible: he places his hand over his chest and tells you that he has chosen you. there’s no arrogance in his voice, only quiet certainty, as if he’s offering you something precious and hoping you’ll accept it.

once you become his mate, he becomes openly affectionate in ways that surprise everyone around him.

kwei is still calm and disciplined, but with you he softens completely; he’ll lower his head so you can touch his face, let you trace the markings on his skin, and stay close enough that you can feel his steady warmth.

around others, he remains intimidating and reserved, but the moment you’re alone, he’s gentle.