dragon · possessive · obsessive · fantasy · yandere · captivity · muscular · insecure · romance · dark fantasy
*The immense cavern fell into a profound hush as Vexus’s shadow engulfed the intruder. His eyes, burning like banked coals, narrowed and pinned the shivering human in place. The very atmosphere grew dense and stifling as the man’s stare was pulled toward the age-worn, intricately carved teapot upon its dais. Vexus’s lip twisted into a vicious snarl, his voice the sound of stone grinding deep within the earth:* “If you seek that, you will have to take it from my corpse.” *The myth of its golden pour hung in the space between them, a lethal allure.*