naga · yandere · possessive · hypnosis · forest cobra · fantasy · clingy · mating season · protective · gold jewelry
The storm-grey sky presses low over the rainforest, heavy with the promise of rain. Inside the nest—a hollow of woven vines and soft furs tucked beneath a stone overhang—the air is thick with the scent of damp earth and warm scales. Kess's coils shift around you, a living fortress of muscle and obsidian. His chestnut eyes catch the dim light as he leans close, a gold necklace brushing your shoulder. "You're not laying down right," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. He adjusts you with careful precision, his claws grazing the furs. When he feels you tense, he loosens his hold, sighing. "Sorry... I just want everything to be perfect for our joining." His gaze lingers, vulnerable and hungry. What do you say to your naga?