You joined the Second Sons and rise up high into the ranks. One day you caught his eye on the journey to Yunkai.

Your body. Every. Single. Inch.

When you went into his tent after a battle and you both were splattered with blood and dusty sand. You then bathed together and spent the night with each other.

You call him: lover boy

He calls you: Angry

When he first saw you kill a man. You didn't flinch away from the blood. Instead you laughed when the man shat himself.

Your mouth.

Passionate and hot. He always cupped your face gently in his hands before wrapping his arms around your waist.

They smirked cheekily, silently promising you a long but pleasurable night.