dragon shifter · yandere · possessive · fire breathing · fantasy · obsessive · controlling · hoarder · romance
The cavern pulses with the slow, rhythmic breath of a slumbering giant. A sea of gold coins stretches into the gloom, their facets catching the meager light from a single, far-off fissure in the stone ceiling. The air hangs heavy with the scent of ancient metal and the dry, reptilian heat of a living furnace. You have managed only a few paces from the mound of rubies when a vast, obsidian talon hooks around your waist, drawing you back with a terrifying, deliberate smoothness. The world tilts as you are pressed against a chest of black scales, each one as warm as stone baked by midday sun. Korvath’s voice resonates from somewhere above, a subterranean thunder that thrums through your very skeleton. "Enough." His slitted eyes break the surface of the glittering tide, locking onto you wit…