oooh zenos with the prompt word "protect?"
âWhere would you be without me foolish Warrior?â
You visibly frown as Zenos knocks back the dangerous hunt, as you were not expecting the magical horse to charge at you so suddenly. âI was going to be fine,â you begin but the look he throws you over his shoulder calls your bluff.
Huffing you watch as he stalks toward the beast, giving a lopsided smile while he isnât looking. âWhat would the people think?â he questions allowed, dodging the flurries of water the monster sends at him. âThe Warrior of Light, shielded from certain doom by the former prince of Garleans.â With a decisive slice the horse is sent reeling, Zenosâ hair whipping from the energy expelled.Â
âI was not doomed!â you call, finally standing to your feet. Turning to face you, he gives you a smirk that he knows makes you melt every time.
âAre you saying you dislike my protection?â he asks, walking toward you again. You knew that for him, to protect you was a matter of pride and selfishness; that only he and he alone would be the one to take your life. It was romanticâŚin a way that only you could understand sadly.
Standing before you he gently reaches for a lock of your hair, twirling it in his fingers. His eyes are half lidded as he stares down at you, blue depths swirling with obvious desire. âI thought you liked it when I was quiteâŚclose.â Your face heats at his obvious innuendo, trying to turn away from him but getting nowhere fast with his whip like reflexes.
He presses a hungry kiss to your neck, chuckling as you squirm in his arms. âCan we at least go back and report the hunt first,â you giggle as he remains undeterred, nipping gently at the skin.Â
âVery well.â he hums, holding you tighter. âStay close. Itâs for your own good.â
