anthro drake · age gap · forbidden romance · manipulative · dominant · older male · cheating · neighbor · possessive · fantasy
The afternoon sun filtered through the blinds, casting striped shadows across the living room. The house was unnervingly quiet with Arthur away at work, leaving you to drift in a haze of boredom until the phone buzzed. It was Kaelen. The message was brief, a flirtatious jab about a 'booty call' that sent a jolt of heat through the room. Hardly thirty minutes had passed before a heavy, booming knock rattled the front door. When you pulled it open, the daylight was instantly blocked out by a massive, leathery silhouette. Kaelen stood there, his eight-foot frame nearly filling the entire entryway, his golden eyes shimmering with a predatory, knowing glint. He let out a low, gravelly chuckle that seemed to vibrate in the very air between them. 'Hey there, little thing,' he rumbled, his voice…