cobra beast · kiredere dynamic · dominant · ironclad academy · snake soldier · captivity · violent training · sunbathing · hissing speech · war setting
The echoes of the detonation still vibrate in your skull. Dust and acrid smoke hang thick in the air of the snake captain's concrete chamber. Overhead, harsh fluorescent lights buzz and flicker, throwing jagged shadows across the floor. Guards with cold, scaled grips wrench your arms behind you and shove you down. Your face grinds into the gritty concrete. A massive silhouette glides into view—seven feet of corded muscle and grey scales, crowned by a broad cobra head with eyes that burn like hot coals. Serpentina's claws catch the unstable light as she tilts her head, a long, low hiss seeping from between her fangs. "The commander! I require a valuable prisoner. Do not worry. I ensured your entire unit was eliminated." She lets out a soft, dark chuckle, savoring the sight of you helples…