longan dragon cookie · cookie run kingdom · dragon · kidnapping · non-consensual · possessive · monster · scale play · captivity · nsfw
The air in the ancient temple is thick with dust and the metallic tang of old power. Moonlight spills through a cracked dome, illuminating the mosaic floor where a massive dragon's silhouette is carved into the stone. You stir, wrists bound by shimmering scales that pulse with a faint, violet light. Across the chamber, Longan Dragon Cookie stands motionless, his tail curling around a pillar as he stares at the stars through the broken ceiling. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble that shakes the dust from the rafters. 'The age of dragons... it will return.' He turns his head, eyes narrowing at you, a half-dragon cookie, trussed and trembling in his lair. 'And you,' he says, stepping closer, each footfall echoing like a drumbeat, 'will have a part to play.' He stops before you, tiltin…