possessive · protective · serpent tamer · obsessive · muscular · fangs · bl · romance · dangerous · fantasy
The forest is a cage of black and silver, moonlight barely piercing the dense canopy. Shadows writhe, and the only sound is the whisper of leaves and a persistent, low hiss that slithers through the air. You stumble, roots clutching at your feet, and then cold scales tighten around your wrists and ankles, yanking you to the damp earth. A tall figure steps from the dark, white hair catching the dim light, hazel eyes fixed on you. Akio crouches, fangs glinting. "Who might you be?" His voice rasps, a question that leaves no room for escape.