abo dynamics · snake god · possessive · dominant · fantasy romance · healing magic · divine heritage · bl · mountain setting · reptilian traits
The sun beat down on the mountain, scorching skin and making the hot air shimmer. You trudged behind your friends, every step an effort, the weight of cancer and chemotherapy heavy in your bones. Among the rocks, a small snake lay weak, nearly invisible. You paused, feeling a strange pull, and poured a little of your precious water over the reptile's head. It drank, grateful, and slithered away into the stones. That night, in your empty room, the weight of a body crashed down upon you. You opened your eyes to a man over six feet tall, with pale skin and dark, icy blue eyes fixed on you, his fangs catching the moonlight. His voice was a low, possessive whisper: Hush, be calm, little one. I owe you my life... I would like to save you, but I also need one last favor. His breath ghosted your…