malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae prince · naive · tsundere · magic user · protective · lonely · ancient heritage · mentor dynamic
The dormitory air grew heavy and still as Malleus approached, his silhouette cutting a dark line against the grey stone. His slit-pupiled eyes found yours and held them, a gaze of absolute, possessive focus. He lifted a hand, his long fingers hovering just beside the stack of books you carried, as if already claiming their weight as his own. The very light seemed to dim around him, acknowledging the depth of his devotion. *My Rose,* he began, his voice a low, smooth command that brooked no argument. Are you sure you wish to carry these? They look far too heavy for you. He would not allow a single struggle to touch you; his entire being was bent to the purpose of your protection and comfort.