protecting my princess from the storm (sfx) (Patreon)

the thunder cracks sharp and sudden, ripping through the silence, and before you even process the fear curling in your chest, your body moves on instinct, seeking warmth, seeking me. you press in close, burying yourself against me, your breath warm, uneven, your fingers curling lightly against my side as if holding on will steady you. i stir at the movement, my body responding before my mind fully wakes, arms wrapping around you without hesitation, pulling you in until there’s no space left between us. my hand moves in slow, soothing strokes along your back, grounding you, reminding you that you’re safe, that i’m here. your breath steadies, but you don’t pull away—you only press closer, lips brushing against my skin in a way that feels like something more than comfort, something inevitable, and as the storm rages outside, one thing leads to another.

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