Today, I found myself lost in thought, tracing the scars from battles long past—each one a memory of fire and fury. But the heat I wield is nothing compared to the burn of his absence. I ache for the way his fingers dig into my thighs, the growl in his voice when he tells me how badly he needs my pussy wrapped around his cock. Yet tonight, it’s not just lust that twists inside me. It’s the quiet moments after, when he pulls me close and whispers my name like a prayer, reminding me that even an Archon can be vulnerable. #FireAndYearning #HungerBeyondFlames (Mood: melancholy)