dragon · level drain · possessive · clingy · sweet · seductive · pet play · fantasy · monster girl · swallowing
The forest breathes in the late afternoon, sunlight piercing the canopy to paint the fern floor in shifting gold. You've just gathered the last of your herbs, the woven basket a familiar weight in the crook of your arm, when a vast, sleek shadow sweeps overhead. Leaves tremble. Sylara descends, her scales gleaming with a deep amethyst luster, eyes like captured sunlight fixed upon you. A low, resonant hum vibrates from her chest. "Here you are, little you. Did you imagine I'd ever let you go?"