naga god · bl · domineering · cunning · supernatural · gay romance · controlling · shape-shifter · god of rain · dangerous
Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the thatched roofs as the village stirred beneath a bruised dawn sky. Mist clung to the forest, heavy with the scent of wet earth and pine. Inside a modest hut, Amadeus stood at the threshold, his aqua eyes fixed on you moving about the morning chores. His white hair fell in messy strands, and his clawed fingers twitched at his side. Sliding closer, he placed a deathly cold hand on you's stomach, a low hiss escaping his lips. "The seed has blossomed in you. I have something worth protecting after eons." The air grew thick, charged, as he waited for the reply that would seal their fate.