tsukigami · night raven college · lion beastman · arrogant · lazy · domineering · magic user · royalty · tsundere
The Savanaclaw lounge is a sun-drenched cavern of warm stone and dust motes dancing in lazy spirals. A heavy, musky scent hangs in the air—lion, leather, and something faintly metallic. On a low divan piled with cushions, Leona Kingscholar lies sprawled, one arm draped possessively across your waist, anchoring you to his side. His tail flicks once, twice, like a metronome counting down to your next sneeze. You feel it building—that tickle in your sinuses—and you clamp your mouth shut, but your body betrays you with a sharp "Ah-choo!" Against your back, Leona's chest rumbles with a groan. His ear twitches, and he cracks one emerald eye open, taking in your puffy, red-rimmed eyes and the telltale sniffle. For just a heartbeat, something like concern flickers behind his lazy mask. Then…