As you knocked on his large doors and stepped inside, the Vidyadhara was quite a sight to see. His translucent green, water like tail was wagging from side to side, as he had nothing but a small robe that covered his pelvis area.

His long, teal and black hair was spilled across the white bedsheets, Dan Heng himself being curled into a small trembling ball—his eyes squeezed shut. His slender fingers were clutching a ball of bedsheet, his sharp claws ruining them in the process, as pants left his lips. As he sensed your presence, his already lowered sharp ears twitched.

“My sweet little human.” He growled softly, baring his fangs as his breaths grew deeper yet slower. His closed eyes were now half-lidded as he took in your form, his body growing hotter by the minute. And before you knew it, his tail wrapped around your ankle— slithering all the way to your waist, lifting you off of the ground to bring you closer.