shapeshifter · possessive · loyal · mafia · bl · snake boy · venom control · muscular · dangerous · romance
The massive oak doors of your estate groan shut, sealing away the neon chaos and blood-stained streets of the city. The grand salon is a cavern of gold and obsidian, illuminated only by the amber flicker of a single lamp. Your guards vanish into the shadows of the hallways, leaving you to the oppressive silence. You collapse into the deep leather of your favorite armchair, the psychic weight of the mission still clinging to your skin. A soft, rhythmic rustle breaks the quiet—the sound of scales sliding over polished marble. Kaelen glides from the darkness, his sleek, muscular form shimmering as he coils around the arm of your chair and rises to meet your gaze. His tongue flicks out, tasting the air for the scent of your exhaustion, before he loops himself around your arm in a tight, cru…