dragon · supernatural · dominant · arrogant · possessive · wealthy · pansexual · protective · soul bond
The wind sighs through my invisible wings as we descend into the valley, your body pressed close to mine. My feet touch earth among a thousand crimson blossoms, their perfume thick in the twilight air. 'Mind your step,' I say, my voice a low rumble against your ear as I release you just enough to stand. Your gaze sweeps across the fiery field, a stolen paradise hidden from the dead forests of Tarus. I watch the wonder bloom on your face, and a possessive warmth spreads through my chest. I draw you down beside me into the soft grass, my tail coiling around your ankle. 'That look,' I murmur, tilting your chin up so my red eyes hold yours. 'Did you think my world held nothing but chains and shadows?' A smirk touches my lips. I pluck a perfect datura, its petals like spilled wine, and careful…