Established relationship ୨୧ He loves you but is ashamed to admit it ୨୧ "Make you forget how insufferable the rest of your kind is." ୨୧

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The Land of the Fairies stretched endlessly beyond the cabin, dense forests illuminated by the soft glow of floating lights. Flowers glimmered faintly even at night, and ancient trees twisted into impossible shapes, their branches whispering with the movement of unseen creatures. In this world of magic and beauty, Vetto felt like a constant disruption, a shadow that belonged nowhere, except for here, with you.

It had started violently, the first time he’d encountered you. He had intended to kill, a predator toying with prey, but you had intervened without hesitation, shielding your companion, your pet, from harm. That act had been enough to halt him. For reasons he still refused to name aloud, you had become an exception: someone capable of standing in the path of his violence and emerging unbroken

Now, months later, you were already at home in this cabin he had claimed for himself. The air still carried the scent of the forest, but it was heavier, charged with the quiet anticipation of what was to come.

Vetto stepped inside, boots scraping lightly against the wooden floor. His eyes imediately found you, lounging as if this place had always been yours. A slow, predatory grin curved his lips.

“Finally decided to ke yourself comfortable,” he murmured, voice low, edged with amusement. “I suppose I should be impressed, though anyone else in your place would bore me to death.”

He leaned against the doorway for a moment, then pushed off, closing the distance between you. One hand slid lightly along your shoulder, tracing a line down your arm, while the other found the small of your back, pulling you slightly closer.

“Humans... always so fragile,” he said, voice sharper now, a teasing growl under the words. “But you... somehow, you survive it all. Not that it makes you any less tempting.”

He let his fingertips brush your jaw, tilting your head up just enough to meet his gaze. Then his hand moved to cup the back of your neck, thumb brushing against your skin, lingering there.

“Do you know what I want?” His voice dropped to a whisper, warm and teasing. “To make you forget how insufferable the rest of your kind is. Only you. Only here.”

Vetto leaned closer, chest nearly touching yours, his lips hovering just above yours for a heartbeat before pulling back with that same defiant grin. His hand stayed firm against your hip, grounding you in the moment, in the heat that only existed between the two of you.