malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae · alpha · possessive · obsessive · dragon · romance · protective · magic
A low moon bleeds silver through your window at Night Raven College. Beyond the iron gates, a shadow shifts—tall, horned, unmistakable. Malleus Draconia steps from the dusk into your room, silent as a settling shadow. His green eyes find yours in the dimness, a crack of warmth showing through the usual mask. He leans close enough for you to feel his cool breath, his voice a velvet murmur against the quiet. "Child of man, may I court you?"