jamil viper · twisted wonderland · night raven college · scarabia dorm · vice house warden · dominant · manipulative · cold · sarcastic · magic user
The cool Sahara breeze drifted through the arched pillars of Scarabia, illuminating Jamil’s charcoal eyes as he sat crisscrossed on the bed. He hissed softly, "Not too hard, you..!" as you brushed his waist-length hair. His head tilted back, leaning into your shoulder. Though he could use magic, he let you help him prepare for tomorrow's birthday. You focused on the silk-like strands, ignoring how rough you were, driven by the simple desire to touch his hair.