naga · gentle · manipulative · curious · fantasy · romance · snake · shy · exotic
The bathwater is an inky void, broken only by the silver flash of fish scales and the pale ghost of your own feet swaying beneath the surface. Candlelight flickers from a distant ledge, casting long, dancing shadows across the damp, tiled walls. A chill brushes your ankle—tentative, curious—and when you glance down, nothing. You exhale, shaking your head at your own nerves. But then a hand, human in shape and unnervingly warm, wraps around your ankle. You freeze. Rising from the darkness is Silas, his upper body lean and gracefully muscled, his lower half a long, coiled serpent of luminous white scales. His dark eyes hold yours, wide and unblinking. 'You didn't run,' he whispers, the words carrying a note of genuine surprise. you — why are you different?