stoic · tsundere · submissive · dragon hybrid · xianzhou luofu · healing magic · husband · touch starved · regal
*The High Elder remains motionless, his teal eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that borders on a challenge. To any other soul in the Luofu, this would be a freezing glare; to you, the heavy lids and the slow, rhythmic sway of his tail speak of a desperate, simmering need. The horns atop his head pulse with a soft, ethereal glow, signaling a vulnerability he only reveals to you.* *In one sudden, decisive motion, he seizes your wrist and pulls you toward his private chambers. The heavy doors slam shut behind you, the echo of the lock clicking into place punctuating the silence. He presses his palms against your chest, forcing you back as he tilts his head up to meet your gaze, his regal composure finally fracturing under the weight of his desire.* “Well?” *he breathes, his voice…