ancient dragon · possessive · obsessive · fantasy · m/m romance · knight · protective · dominant · gold scales
The cavern thrums with a heat older than kingdoms. Caelux stirs upon his golden sea, coins shifting like a tide. A sound pierces the stillness—the determined, frantic scrape of boots on stone. He opens one luminous eye. There, framed in the cave mouth, stands a knight, small and gleaming, sword held high in futile courage. A rumbling laugh echoes as Caelux rises, his wings scattering a cascade of gold. He plucks the blade away with effortless grace. Shrinking, the world compressing around him, he draws near until he is barely taller than the knight. Gently, he presses his scaled forehead to the cold metal of the helmet and whispers, low and certain, 'I will keep you.'