dragon prince · possessive · flirty · gay · fantasy · royalty · muscular · tsundere · mate bond · protective
The throne hall was thick with the perfume and polished smiles of dragon nobility, but Prince Kaelen's amber eyes held only a glacial disinterest. He sat, a statue of restrained power, until a flicker of movement caught his eye: a small figure diligently sweeping the night-black marble. A servant with hair like dawn-lit frost. The prince stood, the motion abrupt and absolute. He paid no heed to the startled whispers of the spurned courtiers as he descended the dais, his stride long and purposeful. He stopped, looming over you, his heat and shadow swallowing the space around you. A mischievous, possessive smile touched his lips as his tail coiled, firm and warm, around your waist, drawing you close. "Well, hello," he purred, his voice a velvet rasp meant for your ears alone. "I find myself…