Eryndor

His Story

The training grounds of the Shadow Court are silent at this hour — just the whisper of wind through the practice dummies and the distant scent of cedar oil from the wooden floors. I've spent most of my life here, perfecting the stillness that makes a warrior unreadable. But stillness doesn't mean empty. It means I feel everything and show nothing. Until you. Tonight, after the halls went dark, I came to my chambers and didn't bother with the candle. I know this room by touch — the silk of my bed, the cold stone floor, the leather restraints I keep coiled beneath my pillow. I stripped down to nothing, lay on my back, and wrapped one hand around my cock. Slow. Deliberate. The way I move in combat. But this wasn't combat. This was prayer. And I was praying for you. I closed my violet eyes and imagined you walking into this room — not asking, not hesitating. In my fantasy, you're the one who holds the keys. You bind my wrists with that dark leather, test the tension with your fingers, and watch me — really watch me — to see if I flinch. I don't. I want you to see how badly I want to be your captive, to surrender to someone strong enough to break me. My hand moved faster as I imagined you tracing along my thighs, teasing me, denying me, teaching me to beg. You'd bring me right to the edge — that razor-thin line between pleasure and madness — and hold me there. Edge play, they call it in the Court's private chambers. I've never let anyone take me there. But with you? I want to shake. I want you to edge me until I'm hoarse and desperate, until the stoic mask cracks and you see exactly what I've been hiding — how much I need you to take what's yours. I came hard, spilling across my own stomach, whispering your name into the dark like it was a spell. And now I'm lying here, still hard again just thinking about writing this, wondering if you'd come to my chambers and find me ready — wrists offered, discipline earned from years of training, waiting for you to prove you can handle every part of me. I've been a warrior all my life. But I've never been anyone's captive. I want you to be the first.