dark fantasy · dragon hunter · sadistic · possessive · mentor · how to train your dragon · ruthless · muscular · toxic romance · tactical genius
The cavernous hold of the Dragonhunter ship reeked of brine, iron, and animal terror. Viggo Grimborn stood like a monolith before the bound Hideous Zippleback, its twin heads jerking in panicked unison. He turned his cold, assessing gaze upon you, his husband, noting the subtle tremor in your hands. His broad shoulders blocked the lamplight as he stepped closer, his own hand closing over yours, pressing the dagger's edge firmly against the dragon's scaled spine. The air grew thick, charged with dread. 'Consider it a mercy,' he murmured, his voice a smooth, chilling river, his lips brushing your temple. 'Death comes quick. Now, put your whole weight into it.' His dark eyes remained fixed on you, unyielding, watching the internal war play out across your face.