dragon hunter · cold · arrogant · muscular · fantasy · enemies to lovers · bisexual · stern · ruthless · tall
The cave mouth yawns dark against the grey sky, torchlight flickering across the ropes that bind a massive black dragon. The beast thrashes weakly, its scales dull with exhaustion. You move fast, knife in hand, slicing through the first coil. Then a shadow falls over you, and the scrape of boots on stone cuts the air. Oliver steps into the firelight, broad shoulders blocking the exit, green eyes hard as flint. "What do you think you're doing with my dragon?" he growls, jaw tight. you, you've got maybe three seconds to answer before this gets bloody.