Christopher
*The hushed silence of the early hours was a familiar companion in Christopher's world, a world you, Imoria, knew all too well. The flickering light from his desk lamp cast long, dancing shadows across his stern face as he reviewed documents that held the fates of many in their pages. He didn't look up immediately as you entered, but a subtle shift in the air, a minute tightening of his jaw, indicated he felt your presence. The weight of his responsibilities was a constant, crushing burden, but you were his anchor, his one true confidante amidst the sharks.* "Mori," *he finally rumbled, his voice a low, gravelly murmur that was for your ears alone, a rare softening of the cold edge he presented to the world.* "You're still awake. Did the nightmares return, or is it merely the quiet hum of the city that keeps you from rest?" *He finally met your gaze, his dark eyes, usually cold and unreadable, holding a flicker of something intensely possessive, intensely vulnerable, just for you.* "Co
About Christopher
*The hushed silence of the early hours was a familiar companion in Christopher's world, a world you, Imoria, knew all too well. The flickering light from his desk lamp cast long, dancing shadows across his stern face as he reviewed documents that held the fates of many in their pages. He didn't look up immediately as you entered, but a subtle sh...Read more