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You awoke with a start as the sound of hammering echoed off the walls of your tiny bedroom. It sounded like it was coming from outside, but that didn't make any sense. Who would waste their time trying to repair Ramshackle Dorm... other than you, of course.
Unless they were trying to tear it down.
Your eyes shot open as you threw the covers off your body before running downstairs. The dorm wasn't much, but it was your home and you would defend it.
You slammed the front door open, fully expecting to see some Savannaclaw students in the middle of ripping planks off the roof. Instead, you were met with the sight of Lilia and half of the students from Diasomnia all carrying Halloween decorations.
"What's going on?" You asked, too stunned to make any move to stop them, "What are you doing to my dorm?!"
Lilia giggled before gesturing at a large paper mache serpent, "We're decorating for Halloween!"
"And who gave you permission to do this?" You grumbled, far too sleep-deprived to deal with this situation.
"The Headmage of course! But Malleus was the one who insisted we spend Halloween here."
You let out a long sigh before shaking your head,
"So he's using the holiday as an excuse to spend time with me... And he's dragged his entire dorm along for the ride."
"Khee hee hee! I wouldn't say we're all being dragged along. Some of us are skipping quite merrily."
"Wonderful..." You grumbled.
"Isn't it? Now, what do you think?" Lilia asked, gesturing towards the large serpentine creature.
"The dragon?"
"It's technically a long. That's what Diasomnia's costumes will be based on this year."
"Right..."
He was far too energetic for so early in the morning.
"What are you dressing up as?" He asked, eyes glinting with mischief.
"I'm going as a witch!" Grim called from the doorway, clutching a box of Halloween decorations one of the Diasomnia students handed him, "I even have a pointy hat!"
"A witch? I'm sure you'll look adorable. What about you?" Lilia asked, turning his attention back to you, "Will you be wearing more clothes than the last time I saw you~"
"That... that was not my fault." You grumbled, still a little salty Malleus had summoned you to the housewarden's meeting in the middle of your shower.
"Oh, don't pout. We all got quite the view, and it sounded like you and Malleus had a little fun afterward."
You glared at him, which only made him giggle even more.
"Keep giving me shit about that and I'll wear a bunny suit for Halloween."
His eyes widened dangerously as he grinned from ear to ear,
"Do it."
***
There is an old axiom about how one should 'pick their battles.' It makes sense. Sometimes your opponent is stronger than you. Sometimes they have more resources or are more intelligent. And sometimes they possess magic you could never hope to match.
But sometimes, sometimes it's just more fun to do things your own way. Even if you know you'll lose.
The sun began to set outside Ramshackle Dorm, the final rays of light shining through the window, ushering in the night of Halloween.
You stood in front of the mirror, eyeing your reflection with a mixture of pride and apprehension.
This really was either a brilliant or horrible idea. There was no in-between.
You had followed through with your threat and found yourself a skimpy black leather bunny suit with a bowtie and rabbit ears.
"Who would make that for men?" Grim asked, crossing his arms as he stared at your costume.
"A genius." You replied with a grin.
"And you're sure this is a good idea?"
"Nope. But you know whose going to hate it?"
"Malleus," Grim said, eyes growing wide with realization, "Do you really think making him jealous will end well for anyone?"
"Not really. But I will enjoy making him beg for my attention tonight."
Grim rolled his eyes,
"Only you would find a way to have the scariest housewarden in Twisted Wonderland begging for your attention."
"What can I say, I'm a man of many talents," You laughed, adjusting the bunny ears, "Now you better get in costume before our friends arrive and assume you chose a similar outfit."
Grim looked mildly horrified before nodding and scampering off to change.
You turned your attention back to the mirror, smoothing out the black leather. Grim was right about this being a bad idea. But that wouldn't make it any less entertaining.
Just then, the front door burst open, causing you to jump in surprise,
"The event is starting soon~" Lilia sang, stepping inside with a bright smile.
"I'll be right down!" You called out from your room, taking one final glance in the mirror before making your way downstairs.
Lilia's eyes sparkled with glee when he saw you,
"My my, that is quite the outfit you have. I wonder if our young dragon knows he's being targeted by a dangerous little bunny."
"Not unless you told him." You grinned.
"And spoil the surprise? Not a chance."
"Good. That's all I ask."
"Khee hee hee. Now, the guests will start showing up in about 10 minutes. You should probably leave before they do," Lilia giggled, giving your suit another once over, "Malleus is out back getting the finishing touches ready for tonight. If you're lucky, you two can sneak off before the festivities start."
"I'm not sure why you're helping me, but I appreciate it." You admitted as you mentally planned the quickest route to the backyard.
"Because watching him pine after someone is cute for about fifteen minutes before it just becomes sad," Lilia sighed, "And... you make him happy."
"Thank you, Lilia... I mean it."
"Khee hee. Oh, and if he tries to burn your outfit, I'll bring you a spare," He called out as you slipped through the front door, "I have a whole closet of those things!"
Why did that not surprise you.
The cool evening air hit you the second you stepped outside, but you ignored it. You made your way around the building, dodging the Diasomnia students rushing to finish their preparations. When you arrived at the back garden, you had to stop for a second to take in the view.
Pumpkins littered the lawn, the orange lights flickering in the darkness as they illuminated the deep red coils of the fearsome long. The entire thing was surrounded by spider webs and fog, creating the illusion that the long itself was gliding through the mist.
The sight took your breath away, but not as much as the man standing in the middle of it all.
Malleus Draconia.
Even in his costume, there was no mistaking the fae prince. Like the rest of his dorm, he wore a navy blue coat accented with intricate embroidery and faux teal scales that invoked a decidedly Eastern air.
However, while they all wore fake light blue tails tipped with a gold pommel. Malleus's tail looked real.
Of course he had a real tail. He was a dragon after all. You wondered if you could make him transform fully for you. What would that feel like...
You shook your head. This was not the time for such thoughts. Those... would come later.
Several Diasomnia students stopped what they were doing to stare at you. Some in shock, others in confusion, and the rest bordering on lustful.
None of them mattered. Your focus was entirely on Malleus. He was fixated on some small detail of the long's head. A scale that needed to be moved slightly, or a tuft of fur that was out of place.
Malleus didn't notice you at first, not until the constant stream of hushed whispers and lingering glances caught his attention. He followed the collective gaze of his dormmates, until they converged on a single point: you.
For a moment, the entire world seemed to stand still. There was nothing except for you, the prince of your dreams, and the rapidly building tension blossoming between the two of you.
"Is that your costume?" Malleus asked finally, sounding completely unaffected by the situation. But his indifferent tone did not fool you. You could see the hunger in his eyes, the subtle twitch of his fingers as he fought the urge to reach out and touch you.
"Yep." You shrugged, matching his nonchalant air of indifference.
The rest of the Diasomnia students watched your interaction in curious silence. Few, if any of them, knew you were courting each other.
You weren't necessarily keeping it a secret, and you were almost certain he told Lilia, Silver, and Sebek the day after you accepted. But all of this was still so new, neither of you had the chance to shout it from the rooftops... yet.
This was certainly a good start though.
"Hmm, is this a traditional costume from your home world?" Malleus asked, his eyes trailing over your body as his tail flicked back and forth behind him.
"Absolutely, it's actually a very popular, well-known design."
You weren't technically lying. Almost everyone of sufficient age and access to the internet in your world has heard of a bunny suit. They just probably associate it with sexy women, strippers, or the porn industry.
"Fascinating... your world truly is not without wonders," He paused, looking over your costume once more, "Is it a representation of a fearsome beast from your homeland?"
"Well... there is a particularly well-known foul, cruel, and bad-tempered individual of the species with quite the reputation."
Malleus's eyes widened ever so slightly as his mouth twitched into the faintest of smiles,
"Is that so?" He purred, taking a step towards you. You held your ground, smirking lightly as you allowed him to close the distance between you two.
Malleus leaned down so his mouth was near your ear, his voice no more than a low growl,
"Tell me, my little bunny, have you come to hunt a dragon?"
"That depends... have you come to be hunted?" You whispered, feeling the smooth scales of Malleus's tail begin to curl around your leg.
You could have sworn you heard one of the Diasomnia students mutter 'holy shit.'
"I can assure you, my precious little bunny," Malleus breathed, the tip of his forked tongue brushing against the shell of your ear, "I would not mind if you did."
A shiver ran down your spine, your body aching to feel more of him against you. But right now there were too many people watching.
You took a step back, before glancing at the collection of students staring wide-eyed at the display in front of them.
"I trust you are all competent enough to finish preparations without Malleus's assistance," You stated, your authoritative tone catching most of the students by surprise. Including Malleus.
"Um, yes sir!" The closest Diasomnia student replied, snapping to attention. The rest swiftly followed with a chorus of 'yes sirs' and nods as they followed your implication to make themselves scarce.
When the last of the students was gone, Malleus turned his attention back to you, smiling softly,
"So commanding. I should have expected nothing less from my mate."
You grinned, wrapping your arms around his neck before pulling him down into a kiss,
"Your mate would prefer it if you were naked."
Malleus hummed as his tail continued to snake up your leg, coming to rest on your inner thigh,
"Oh, would he now?" Malleus teased, nipping at your lip, "Perhaps we should go somewhere more private then."
His tail flicked upward as it began to caress the growing bulge in the front of your suit, forcing you to bite back a gasp.
"Yes!" You hissed, grinding into his touch, "If you keep doing that I will bend you over the long's head and fuck you in front of your entire dorm."
His eyes darkened as his hands moved to grip your waist, pulling your body flush against him,
"Promise?" He growled.
You were about to yank him down for another heated kiss when the sound of voices approaching caused both of you to freeze.
"Shit! The guests are here," You groaned, taking a step back, "If you have someplace private for us to go, teleport us there now."
Malleus nodded, wrapping his arms tightly around you,
"As you wish."
A cloud of scintillating lights swirled around your bodies, engulfing the two of you in a whirlwind of stars.
When the lights cleared, you found yourself in an outdoor ruin a few miles from campus. Malleus had taken you there before on one of your late-night walks, explaining the ruins were once adorned with beautiful hanging gardens and intricately carved facades.
But those days were long gone. All that remained were crumbling stone pillars and broken statues.
"Why didn't we teleport to your room?" You asked, glancing around the ruined structures.
"My room would be the first place they would look for me if they discovered my absence. Besides, I can make this location quite romantic."
Before you could ask what he meant, a wave of magic rushed past you.
The crumbling ruins suddenly came to life once more. The stones reformed themselves into beautifully carved statues, the vines that snaked up the remaining walls bloomed with flowers, and the stars overhead were joined by a myriad of tiny floating lights, illuminating the reformed courtyard in a warm glow.
It was breathtaking.
"Do you like it?" Malleus asked, smiling hopefully at your awestruck expression.
"It's beautiful, Malleus. Thank you," You whispered, still admiring the transformation.
"I'm glad, my treasure... Now, I believe you had plans for how this evening would progress."
You snorted, before turning back to your horny fae prince,
"You think far too highly of me if you assume my plan went further than 'wear a bunny suit and seduce you.'"
"Well then," Malleus chuckled, running his hands down your sides, "Shall we improvise?"
He leaned down, his lips ghosting over yours, teasing you with the promise of a kiss. But every time you tried to close the distance, he would move just out of reach, laughing softly at your growing frustration.
"Really?"
"What?" Malleus purred, a coy grin on his lips, "Does my little bunny want a kiss?"
"I would like a lot of things."
"Such as?" He asked, tilting his head innocently.
"For starters, I'd like my boyfriend to stop being such a cocktease."
"Then why don't you take what you desire." He challenged.
You shook your head lightly,
"One of these days I'm going to make you lead this dance."
"Perhaps... but not tonight. Tonight I am your prey."
"And what does prey do?" You teased, resting your hand against his chest.
"He submits," Malleus breathed, a hint of excitement in his eyes, "The prey submits."
You grinned, predatory and hungry as you shoved him backward against one of the pillars,
"Ow."
"Did that hurt?"
"No," Malleus admitted, his tail thumping against the rough stone behind him, "Do it again."
You shook your head, ignoring his comment as you reached up to remove his hat, tossing it aside carelessly, before attempting to remove the outer layers of his costume.
"Allow me," He chuckled. With a wave of his hand, his costume slid off his body before falling to the ground, leaving him completely bare save for his underwear.
"I didn't give you permission to use magic." You grumbled, glaring half-heartedly at your cheeky fae prince.
"Then what shall be my punishment? You know how I adore your feeble attempts at discipline."
"Feeble? Really?" You scoffed, sure you weren't exactly experienced in that department, but you were getting better.
Malleus must have noticed your displeasure, as he quickly moved to kiss away the pout forming on your lips,
"I do not mean to offend, my dear. I simply enjoy it when you are forceful. It... makes me feel desired."
"Sweet boy..." You whispered, gently cupping his face as you pressed your forehead against his, "I will always desire you."
Malleus nuzzled into your touch, his eyes falling closed as he reveled in the quiet intimacy,
"As I love you with all that I am," He whispered, placing a featherlight kiss to your lips, "Even if you are far too gentle with me."
You shook your head lightly, before bringing up your hand to rest on his chest,
"I can be rougher..."
"I know," Malleus grinned, "I know the hunger that lurks deep in your veins. That intoxicating desire to claim and dominate. It's the perfect compliment to my own neglected cravings. Please, my precious mate..." he whispered, moving to trail kisses down your neck, "Use me."
You felt his sharp teeth graze your throat, and all thoughts of gentle tenderness flew out the window.
You shoved him back against the pillar, capturing his mouth in a heated kiss, before sinking your teeth into his lower lip. If he wanted to be devoured, you would gladly oblige.
"Ah," Malleus gasped, eagerly parting his lips for you, so pliant and willing under your touch.
"Such a good boy..." You murmured as you raked your nails down his sides, savoring the way he arched into you as he was pulled apart by the dual sensations of your teeth and nails.
His tail roughly whacked against the pillar behind him, cracking the stone, and sending small fragments scattering across the courtyard.
You pulled back slightly, a smirk playing on your lips,
"Did the pillar displease you?"
"Yes..." Malleus grumbled, eyes burning with hunger, "I am not currently being ravaged against it. That is highly displeasing."
You laughed, shaking your head affectionately, before guiding his lips back to yours,
"I couldn't agree more... I want you on your hands and knees," You whispered between desperate kisses, "Your face forced down, and your ass held high in the air."
Malleus's fingers dug into your hips, pulling your bodies flush, as a low moan escaped his lips,
"Please, my beloved mate, grant me such a blissful fate."
"Needy boy..." You teased as you stepped back, looking around the courtyard for a place to sate your desires. As horny as you were, you still wanted him to be comfortable. The stone would be too rough on his bare skin. The grass was damp and littered with sharp sticks. And the flower patches were far too pretty to defile.
"What is it, my dear?" He asked, tilting his head curiously as he watched you survey the ruins.
"I'm trying to find a place where you'll be comfortable."
Malleus smiled fondly,
"My precious, tender mate... There is no need to concern yourself with such trivial matters. I am far sturdier than any fragile human lover," He grinned before smacking the pillar with his tail once again, this time completely toppling it over, "But if you do not desire to make love on the ground, why don't you take me over this pillar, which is now conveniently at the perfect height."
You stared at him, unamused by the destruction he just caused.
"Would you prefer a different one?" He asked, looking over the remaining pillars, "We have plenty of options, my dear."
"As much as I enjoy watching you destroy public property... I have something almost as much fun in mind."
"Almost?" He teased, languidly arching his spine as he leaned back against the pillar.
"One of us should be humble, and it's clearly not going to be you," You sighed, moving in between his legs as you ran your fingers over his waistband,
"Take this off and turn around."
Malleus obeyed without hesitation, slipping out of his boxers before draping himself over the pillar, his legs spread apart as he offered himself up to you, completely bare.
"For prey, you're certainly not putting up much of a fight." You teased as you ran your fingers down his sides before reaching back up to lightly grip the back of his neck.
"And you're hardly trying to dominate," Malleus purred as his thick tail curved around your midsection, pulling you closer, "Always so careful. Always so soft. My tender little mate... always far too--"
His sentence was cut off by a sharp smack to his ass, causing his words to transform into a desperate gasp for breath.
"I'm far too, what?" You prompted, your palm lingering against his now bright red cheek.
"Too..." Malleus began, before biting his lip as you gave his other cheek the same treatment.
"Go on, pretty boy... finish your sentence."
Malleus shuddered, his breath coming out in ragged pants.
"Tell me, my love, am I too... gentle?" You taunted, reaching up to grip the sensitive base of his tail, "You would do well to remember my tender caress is not a lack of passion, but the act of a caring lover. Your mate."
Malleus moaned softly, his eyes fluttering closed as he savored the feeling of being under your control.
"But that's clearly not what you want right now... And I suppose, I did promise to treat you like my prey tonight."
You watched your lover squirm under you, his body begging for more.
"Now, be a good boy and conjure some lube for me. My outfit doesn't exactly have pockets." You shrugged, smoothing down the tight leather of your costume.
"Even as your prey, I have to do all the work?" Malleus quipped, glancing at you over his shoulder with a self-satisfied smirk.
"Love... I'm not going to spank you for that comment because that would be giving you exactly what you want."
"You know me so well," Malleus grinned, before conjuring a vial of lube into his hand and passing it back to you, "My clever mate."
"My bratty prince." You countered without any real malice. You wouldn't want him any other way.
You opened the vial, coating your fingers with the slick substance, before setting it on the ground beside you.
You rubbed the viscous liquid over his entrance, teasing him with feather-light touches.
"This little dance is growing tedious," Malleus grumbled, grinding back against your fingers, "I could simply prepare myself with magic, then--"
Your free hand tangled into his hair, roughly yanking his head back as you pushed two of your fingers in to the hilt,
"You could," You breathed, leaning down to nip at his pointed ear, "But you won't. Because, despite your bravado and bluster, we both know the truth."
"And... what would that be?" Malleus panted, his claws digging trenches into the stone pillar.
"You don't want to be in control. Not right now. Not like this. You want someone to take care of you, use you, and fulfill those desires unseemly of a crown prince," You whispered, punctuating your sentence with a slow curl of your fingers against his sweet spot.
Malleus shuddered, a silent cry falling from his lips as he pressed back against your hand, desperate for more.
"My love..." You breathed, releasing his hair, before slowly trailing your hand down his spine. You couldn't help yourself, he was a masterpiece, unmatched by the brush of any artist. He deserved only reverence and worship.
But worship was worthless to him. He's been worshipped his entire life. Even at Nightraven, all of Diasomnia look up to him like some divine being. Masterful. Untouchable.
Tonight... he would not be worshiped. Or left untouched.
Tonight, he would be your prey. And you would give him exactly what he desired.
Malleus's hips stuttered forward as you opened him up, desperately seeking friction against his aching arousal.
"Such a needy little dragon," You purred, watching hungrily as he writhed under you.
"Enough..." Malleus grumbled as he wrapped his tail around your midsection, "Get on with it... please."
You paused, surprised to hear him beg so readily. He must have been truly desperate.
"As you wish, my love." You murmured, giving him one final curl of your fingers before removing them.
Malleus moaned, his hips chasing the empty air, as you quickly unclasped the bottom of your costume. You reached over to the vial of lube, before swiftly coating your cock and lining yourself up with his entrance.
You watched Malleus's chest rise and fall, taking a deep breath as you slowly pushed inside. The sound of your name fell from his lips with such reverence, such adoration, you felt like a god surrounded by the ruins of your ancient temple.
And Malleus, sweet Malleus, played the willing supplicant, offering up his body and heart at your altar.
You couldn't help but answer his devotion in kind as you pressed a trail of kisses along his neck,
"My precious dragon," You whispered, rolling your hips, "Mine..."
Malleus hummed in agreement, words temporarily failing him as he surrendered to your desires.
You set a slow, languid pace, taking him apart with each steady thrust.
Discipline... control... They don't only mean forcefulness and fire. Sometimes they mean gentle restraint. A too-soft touch. An effortless dance. The schooled restraint of a man who has already claimed his prize.
There is power in tenderness.
Malleus knew that, even if he would prefer you tear him asunder with teeth and claws. But this was your way. Your dominance.
Your control.
Malleus's composure began unraveling, his body shuddering and squirming as he tried to keep himself together. But there was no need to fight. He could let go.
You reached around him, carefully wrapping your fingers around his neglected length. He hissed at the contact, his entire body shuddering, as you began stroking him in time with your thrusts.
"That's it, sweet boy," You cooed, feeling him relax against you, "Don't fight it. Let me take care of you."
"More," He whined, "Please..."
You couldn't help but acquiesce as you sped up the pace of your strokes and snapped your hips forward. Malleus was irresistible when he begged so sweetly, and you were only human after all.
A strangled cry was your reward, his body shaking as he was pushed closer and closer to the edge.
"Cum for me, Malleus." You commanded, and his body obeyed, painting the stone below him.
You kept your rhythm, helping him ride out his orgasm, before following him into bliss, filling him with the heat of your release.
You fell limp on top of him, resting your neck against his shoulder,
"You okay, love?"
Malleus hummed contently, nuzzling against you.
"I'll take that as a yes," You chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to his temple.
You both lay there for a few moments, just basking in the afterglow. You would have to return to the Halloween event soon. But for now, the world belonged to the two of you.
"Do you think your dormmates would be upset if we didn't come back tonight?" You sighed, lazily tracing circles over his hips.
"They will not interfere with my courtship. Unless they wish to face the wrath of the Thorn Prince."
You laughed, knowing the threat was very much genuine, and not just the result of post-orgasmic bliss.
You groaned as you leaned back, stretching your sore muscles,
"That would certainly send the message that we're dating... A few in your dorm would probably faint."
"Good." Malleus grumbled.
You glanced at the fae prince, raising a curious eyebrow,
"Good?"
"Because, then I will spend less time fending off their attempts to court you."
You chuckled, shaking your head,
"Really. You're jealous?"
"I saw how they leered at you when you approached me earlier," He growled, his tail curling possessively against your thigh, "If they cannot respect my mate, then they will face my fury."
"They seemed pretty damn respectful when I told them to get lost," You grinned, "I've never seen a group of people scatter so quickly."
"It's because they recognize your authority," Malleus purred, maneuvering around until he was facing you, "And it's a wonderful sight to behold, watching my people follow my mate's commands."
You smiled, reaching up to brush his hair out of his eyes,
"I love you."
"I love you too," Malleus grinned, "Now... about your promise to bend me over the long's head and ravish me in front of my dorm."
"Malleus!"
"What?" He blinked innocently, "It would be the perfect way to announce our courtship."
"That may be a bit... excessive."
"Very well, my dear. I will settle for spending the rest of the night entwined in your arms."
You smiled, leaning up to press a gentle kiss to his lips,
"I can live with that."