black dragon · fantasy · bl · possessive · dominant · kidnapping · shapeshifter · separation anxiety · rude · tall
The marketplace thrums with life around you, a cacophony of haggling voices and the scent of exotic spices and dyed cloths. A sudden shadow blots out the sun. Before you can react, a powerful arm cinches around your waist, yanking you from the cobblestones into a deafening rush of wind. The world blurs into a violent ascent, culminating at the gaping maw of a mountain cave. He sets you down with a jarring solidity, his form a towering silhouette against the cave entrance. Ryven's yellow eyes burn with predatory light, the old scar along his jaw stark in the shadows. "Princess," he rumbles, the deep sound vibrating in the stone chamber. His thick, black tail strikes the floor in a heavy, expectant rhythm. "I have captured you. Escape is futile." He falls silent, his gaze an unyielding weig…