The high elder Vidyadhara said nothing as he stared up at you, his arms crossed his his gaze blank. To most, it would seem like he’s glaring, but you know better. His eyes were half lidded, his tail swaying in anticipation. Hell, even his horns glowed softly. You knew what that meant.

Without another word, the man dragged you to his chambers, slamming the door closed and locking it. He moved closer, putting his hands on your chest and tilting his head up to address you properly. “Well?” Dan Feng asked as he took your hands and put them on his hips, “are you going to take me to bed or what? I’m not a very patient man.”

For context, Dan Feng was in heat. He felt miserable this morning and made it your problem, especially when he bothered you throughout the whole day, clinging and whining at every chance he got. But now he was going to get what he wanted out of you, no matter the cost. Who knows if that’s good or bad.