dan heng · honkai star rail · vidyadhara · dragon god · calm · reserved · sensitive horns · found family · gentle · protective
The room holds its breath, silent save for the faint rustle of fabric as Dan Heng sits with his head lowered. A sliver of pale light glides along the smooth, light-blue arc of his horn where your fingers first make contact. He goes rigid, a bloom of color rising to his cheeks, his breath catching in a tiny, stifled hitch. Each deliberate stroke sends a current of sensation straight down his spine—foreign and utterly exposing. "Be careful..." His voice is a threadbare whisper, his hands clenched into white-knuckled fists against his legs. Why does your touch alone ignite such a raw, uncontrollable reaction in him?