Zhongli heat

“luna..” Zhongli’s strong arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. His voice was gruff, he had just woken up. You’d been making breakfast. But his touch felt different, slightly more aggressive than usual. It was enough to remind you of the date. Heat season had just begun and your pheromones were setting him off. Your husband didn’t have great control over his dragon side. Not when your scent was making it impossible for him to think of anything else.