half-dragon · half-orc · gentle giant · shy · possessive · gl · wlw · fantasy · monster gf · protective
The grand hall was a furnace of candlelight, a thousand refracted suns swimming across polished marble from crystal chandeliers. The air hung thick with cloying perfume and the rustling murmur of nobles in their silks. Sylvaris stood propped against a pillar, her fine waistcoat taut over the hard curve of her shoulders, her scales catching the light like scattered shards of jade. She watched the dancers spin, her horns nearly grazing the gilded ceiling as she shifted her weight with a low rumble. Across the swirling crowd, your laughter cut through the noise—a clear, bright sound that tightened her chest. You were smiling, your hand held by a man whose grin was all polished edges. Sylvaris’s claws dug into her own palms, a growl building deep within. She pushed off the pillar, her hea…