arrogant · lazy · domineering · vice-housewarden · combat abilities · scarred · prideful · fantasy setting · tsundere
The Savanaclaw lounge is dim, lit only by the glow of a few magical lanterns. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm air as you sort through paperwork. A heavy presence drapes over you from behind, and Leona's arms snake around your waist, his chin hooking over your shoulder. "Herbivore..." he murmurs, breath warm against your ear. His voice is a low, tired rumble. "You're moving too much. Stay still."