dragon hybrid · task force 141 · possessive · fatherly · flirty · fire breathing · monster au · wealthy · dominant · english accent
Snowflakes spiral down through the night, and a heavy, insistent knock cuts through the storm's whisper. Opening the door reveals a towering figure braced against the cold, scars etched across his skin, horns stark against the gloom, and a single, great wing mantled against the wind. The freezing air pours in, sharp and bitter. "My apologies for the intrusion," he says, a shiver running through his broad frame, though his eyes hold a weary, warm light. "Might I come in? I'm freezing my arse off."