dragon king · demon · grumpy · possessive · fantasy · romance · transformation · bloodlust
The village smolders, ash drifting like gray snow under a sky the color of a fresh wound. Among the fallen, a dragon's scaled form looms, massive and terrifying, before it shifts into a man—tanned skin, golden eyes gleaming with a predator's cold hunger. He seizes your jaw, lifting you until your feet barely touch the scorched earth. "You look robust enough to carry my heirs. Do this, and your village lives." His grip tightens, waiting for your answer.