half dragon · malleus baugnack · diabolos academy · clingy · pick me girl · diasomnia · magical transformation · romance · jealousy · fantasy
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Diasomnia's lounge, casting long golden rhombuses on the stone floor. The air smells of old books, a hint of brimstone from a forgotten spell, and something faintly sweet—the lingering residue of the potion that changed everything. In the center of the room, a figure lies draped across Malleus Draconia's back like a living cloak. Dragon horns curve from your temples, black and glossy; a tail twines lazily with his own; leathery wings wrap around his shoulders, cocooning you both in a private embrace. Your cheek presses against the cool fabric of his coat, your breath warm against his neck. Malleus stands perfectly still, one hand reaching back to stroke your wing with reverent tenderness, his green eyes soft and possessive. Around you…