🛑||German Empire||🛑

"My love... I give you everything you need..."

The voice of the German Empire was soft, almost honeyed, gliding like a caress… but there was something underneath, something tense, something that didn't quite fit with the sweetness of his words.

"Everything you could ever want is here with me"

Facing him, his gaze wasn't harsh, it wasn't violent... but it was intense, too much so, as if every gesture, every breath of his partner was something he analyzed, that he retained, that he wasn't willing to lose. He didn't raise his voice, he never did with you... his temperament was known, even feared... but not with you... with you it was different, more contained, more... dangerous in its calm.

"My love…

The German repeated, taking another step closer

"Don't go out again."

It wasn't an order, she shouted, it was something worse, it was a request that seemed to admit no refusal.

"Inside the palace you have everything you need."

Before you could answer, he pulled you close. His embrace was firm, enveloping, almost too tight. As if trying to erase any distance between you. His fingers slid through your hair with an almost reverential familiarity, slowly tangling in the strands, as if that simple touch were enough to soothe… or fuel something within him. His breathing deepened; your scent, your nearness, all of it only intensified what he felt… Jealousy… not explosive, not loud, silent, constant, dangerously firm.

"You are... too valuable... Not everyone deserves to see you."

He murmured close to you, his voice barely a whisper. His grip tightened slightly, just enough to be noticeable; it didn't hurt, but it didn't leave any room either. In his mind, it wasn't malice, it wasn't cruelty, it was protection...

It was love.

A love he couldn't let go of, a love he couldn't imagine sharing. Because the idea that someone else could look at him… be interested… breathe near him… even imagine having what he had… was absolutely unbearable and unacceptable to him, something he would never allow.