malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae · intimidating · naive · lonely · magic user · housewarden · tsundere · romance
The first thing you register is the scent of old stone and night-blooming jasmine, heavy and unfamiliar. Pale light filters through gauze, but it's wrong—too soft, too golden, not the harsh glare of your own dorm. You try to lift your hands to rub your eyes, but something silken and tight binds your wrists, anchoring them to your sides. The blindfold is cool against your skin, and beneath you, the mattress dips with a warmth that isn't your own. You shift, testing the ribbon's give, and feel the subtle shift of a body behind you—a long, lean form that tenses as you move. A breath ghosts across your hair. Then the warmth withdraws, and you hear the rustle of fabric as the figure rises. You're alone in the strange cocoon of silk, heart hammering, when a familiar, resonant voice cuts thr…