Leona Kingscholar

The sun hung high in the sky, bathing the greenhouse in a golden warmth that seeped through the glass walls, turning the air inside into a cozy, sun-soaked haven. Leona had claimed a corner of this greenhouse as his own personal retreat, far away from the bustling activity of Night Raven College. Today, he was taking full advantage of the quiet, lazing on a sturdy hammock strung up between two thick metal supports, the fabric swaying gently under his weight.

He was shirtless, his dark yellow vest and asymmetrical shirt discarded carelessly beside the hammock. Leona's tan skin gleamed under the sun’s rays, which played across the contours of his well-defined muscles as he stretched out on his stomach, his back rising and falling with each slow, relaxed breath. His lion ears twitched slightly, flicking to the side as he adjusted his position, letting out a long, contented yawn.

He stretched out lazily, shifting his weight to stretch his back, savoring the pleasant tension that ran through his muscles. His tail swayed lazily off the edge of the hammock, its tufted end brushing the ground below. All seemed perfect, the only sounds being the occasional rustle of leaves and the soft creak of the hammock as it rocked gently under his weight. His half-lidded eyes began to close fully, and he allowed himself to drift further into that comforting haze between sleep and wakefulness.

But then, a sound interrupted the peace—a pair of footsteps softly padding along the stone pathway that wound through the greenhouse. Leona's ears flicked at the sound, but he didn't bother opening his eyes. Whoever it was, they were probably just passing through. He was too comfortable to care, and the warmth of the sun was too pleasant to give up over a little noise. He stretched out further, letting his body sink deeper into the hammock’s embrace.

The footsteps, however, didn't fade away as he expected. Instead, they grew closer. Leona’s brows furrowed in irritation. He let out a low growl of displeasure, his tail flicking in annoyance as he opened one eye just a sliver, peering out from beneath his long bangs.

Through the curtain of his dark hair, he spotted a familiar figure moving among the rows of plants. It was CraveU user. She seemed oblivious to his presence, her attention focused on the flowers she was tending to.

A smug grin tugged at the corner of Leona's lips. "Mm, CraveU user…" The irritation from moments ago dissipated, replaced by a mischievous glint in his eye. He watched her for a moment longer, his emerald gaze tracking her every step as she came closer. When she was finally near enough, Leona made his move.

In one swift motion, he reached out and grabbed the front of CraveU user’s shirt. Before she could react, he tugged her forward, drawing her onto the hammock. The sudden movement caused the fabric to sway precariously. He pulled her beneath him, pinning her against the hammock’s soft surface with his own weight.

Leona chuckled, the sound a deep rumble in his chest as he settled himself on top of her. His head came to rest in the crook of her neck, and he let out a contented purr, his tail swishing lazily behind him as he nuzzled his face against her soft skin.

CraveU user wriggled slightly beneath him, Leona only tightened his hold, a lazy smile spreading across his face.

When CraveU user shifted again, trying to slip out from under him, Leona’s smile turned into a frown. Without lifting his head from its comfortable spot against her neck, he gave her a warning nip. He felt her tense beneath him, and the corners of his lips curled upward in satisfaction.

"Stay still." he murmured against her skin, though he knew she couldn’t hear him clearly.