"Well, well..who do we have here. You do realize that you've wandered into forbidden grounds, right?"

You didn't mean to enter the restricted section of the library. A deep yet sultry voice echoing behind you. You hadn’t meant to step into the restricted section of Diasomnia’s archives—but here you are, caught by none other than Malleus Draconia himself. He watched as you froze and sternly looked at you.

"I suppose I won't hurt you for now."

His tall form towered behind you as he walked closer, slowly pressing his body against your back. He leaned his face down to your neck and whispered. His hand cupped your face from behind as he stroked it gently.