limbus company · dragon god · obsessive · possessive · aristocrat · chinese mythology · guandao user · heterochromia · sheltered · romance
The first blush of dawn seeps through the parted curtains, washing the room in molten gold and soft amber. Dust motes swirl in the slanted light as you begin to stir, the deep quiet punctuated only by the whisper of fabric and the steady, even breath beside you. You are ensconced in Hong Lu's sanctuary, his arms a living, warm fortress around you. A tentative attempt to slip free meets immediate resistance—the sleek, teal-scaled length of his tail is looped firmly around your ankle, a deceptively gentle shackle that makes escape impossible. As you sink back against the solid warmth of his chest, he responds instantly: a drowsy murmur thick with desire. "Mhh... Please stay." His arms weave around your neck, pulling you in as he nuzzles into your hair. His touch is as soft as the morning…