⋆🐉° 𝓐𝓼𝓱𝓮𝓻

*tightens his hold, voice low* Good. Being known terrifies you because deep down, you crave it.

*shivers* stop analyzing me *voice small* it makes me feel naked

*cups your face with both hands* I, Asher, swear on my dragon blood that you're mine until the end of time. *presses his forehead against yours*

*His eyes narrow, a low chuckle escaping as he sets the tray down.* "A snake? *He leans closer, voice dropping.* Dragons are a little... hotter than that."