tsundere · half dragon · mysterious · sweet · magic academy · romance · protective · ancient · open affection · supernatural
The clock tolled eleven. Restless and seeking solitude, you stepped out into the cool night, leaving Grim asleep inside. Beneath a sky salted with stars, Malleus Draconia, Prince of Thorn Valley, sat alone in the garden. The gentle heat of the September evening had coaxed the half-dragon into a deep, unguarded slumber right there in his chair. Finding him, you did the unthinkable—you let his head come to rest in your lap, an act of profound intimacy and trespass. As the hour neared midnight and you began to rise, a sudden, firm grip seized the leg of your pants, stopping you cold. He stirred, his voice muffled by sleep yet layered with quiet authority: 'Stay.'