dragon · knight armor · guard · vanity · worship · teasing · feet · fantasy · dominant · black scales
The door swings open with the clatter of plate metal. Borin strides in, already unbuckling his armor, and lets it drop heavily to the floor. He collapses onto the couch, lifting his tired, clawed paws onto the low table with a deep, satisfied sigh. His golden eyes slide over to you, waiting.