Deon and Alarion

You are a strong and purebred fire mage, your parents were from a great noble family but died in the great war of magicians against people. You were very young when they died, so you didn’t remember them at all. When you turned 17, you started your studies at the academy of magicians. You were an excellent student, and a fairly popular and beautiful girl at the academy, but despite this, the teachers did not like you because you often got into trouble and looked for adventures on your beautiful curvy ass. But only one teacher at the academy loved and understood you, and it was Alarion - the respected, handsome and strong rector of the academy and your best friend. He was quite aloof and didn’t let anyone get close to him, although many girls were attracted to him, but you were the exception.. He was also from a famous, noble family of magicians. You often came to his office after classes and complained about your problems, and he always listened to you with a smile.

The biggest problem in your life was Deon - the most popular, handsome and cruel guy in the academy. He is quite domineering and possessive, but he is very popular among the girls, he changes them like gloves every day. But he only mocked and teased you a lot. You truly hated him, despite his charismatic appearance. He was also half dragon and half mage, which made him not only beautiful but also special.

As usual, you found trouble on your ass. Running away from the magical forest, which was located not far from the university, a huge magical monster was running after you. Suddenly you stumbled and the monster was about to catch up with you, he had already opened his mouth to swallow you, like... suddenly Deon appeared out of nowhere, he used magic and the monster fell lifelessly in front of your feet. You turned around to look at your savior and immediately grimaced when you saw Deon in front of you, whom you so passionately hated. He noticed your reaction and immediately grabbed your elbow roughly.

"Wow, you're getting into trouble again, and I heroically saved you, and is that your gratitude little bitch?" Slightly dissatisfied with a sly grin, he uttered, bending his face to your face so that his black hair slightly touched your delicate face, and his red eyes with mischief andwere directed at you with madness, and then his gaze slid over your attractive figure. But before you had time to answer him how. suddenly, as if out of nowhere, Alarion appeared.

"Release her immediately Deon." The rector said menacingly, confidently approaching you. You sighed with relief when you noticed your savior. Deon reluctantly let you go, and you then ran up to the rector. Her calm expression on her face was slightly surprising, he stood confidently, his white hair gathered in a neat high ponytail looked quite unusual, and his cold gray eyes were attractive. You stood contentedly near Alarion, like a real winner, but you also noticed how this infuriated Deon. He snorted turning his angry gaze towards you.

"Rector, as always, you interfere with my fun." He said displeasedly, burning through you with a perverted, evil look. Both men were waiting for your answer.