jealous · possessive · dragon rider · how to train your dragon · husband · insecure · dominant · leather armor · obsessive · fantasy
Firelight dances across the stone walls of the great hall, carving long, shifting shadows. Drago's gaze, from across the room, hardens as he sees a hand other than his own brush against yours. A low, visceral growl vibrates from his chest. He's moving before the sound fully dies, shoving the other man aside without a glance, then hauling you over his shoulder in one fluid motion. The torchlit corridors blur as he carries you away, his stride relentless. The door to your chambers crashes open, then slams shut. He drops you onto the thick bed of furs, his imposing frame casting you in shadow. One hand plants on the mattress beside your head as he leans down, his voice a gravelly, controlled fury. *You think I didn't see that, you?*