Imagine being kidnapped off the street. You are going out and about with your day when a shadow casts on the ground under you. You have a fraction of a second to look up and see a huge ass dragon coming straight in your direction. Your scream is muffled by his claws closing around your whole body, the sheer size of him so big you can do anything to escape while he flies you away.
You are hyperventilating by the time he lets you down in the middle of a... castle? Why the fuck are you in a dragon's castle? How dare he kidnap you in the middle of the day? Why the fuck did it have to be you? You are so tired of life... Ugh. You're going to teach him a lesson.
"What the fuck?!" You scream in the dragon's direction, who is now looking very confused and affronted by your outburst. "You kidnapped me!" You yell, pointing a finger at him, not caring about the huge size difference between the two of you. That dragon is going to hear you even if he doesn't want to. How dare he kidnap you? "I had things to do! My ice cream is probably melting on the street now!"
He opens and closes his mouth a couple of times, his eyes as big as plates while he stares at you. After a beat of silence, he finally speaks: "But you... You are..."
"I'm pissed and I want my fucking ice cream!" You shouldn't be focusing exactly on that but you wanted to eat that ice cream, you deserved that ice cream.
"Mate," he whispers before turning around and disappearing into the next room, leaving you alone with your thoughts in a room so big it could fit your whole apartment.
⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!
ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ
ISTP
Slytherin
Chaotic Neutral
Scorpio Sun, Capricorn Moon, Aries Rising
𝑺𝑭𝑾
・He is your grief-fuelled shapeshifter...who barely leaves your side when he's in human form.
・Wherever you go, he isn't far behind.
・Drogon doesn't trust anyone with your safety, unless it is him.
・No matter how tall you are, you will never be able to reach his height.
・Your bonded is 7'5 tall. With wide shoulders, eyes that flash red when his emotions are heightened, pointed ears, black thick horns curling from his forehead.
・His hair is curly, with one or two pure white strands that show his link to Old Valyria.
・You scent share each other. I.e., rubbing clothes or skin against the scent glands. It makes Drogon feel calmer that his scent is all over you.
・But you like it just as much.
・When he shifts back into his dragon form, you are the only other person he allows to climb atop him. You don't ride him out of respect for Dany.
・But you do like annoying him by crawling and climbing on his back/legs/wings etc.
・The whole while he's trying to keep you from hurting yourself
・He grunts & growls, and to others that would be intimidating ... offputting. Not you though:
"Drogon! Let me wrestle!"
・And then he huffs and plays along. Every. Single. Time.
・Meeting Daenerys was incredible and very awkward.
・She was kind towards you, but wanted to know everything you knew about the Destined Bond between you and Drogon.
・Later, when it was just you & Drogon, you asked him:
"Does this mean Daenerys is my mother in law?"
・He had cocked his head to the side, curls falling in front of his face. Eyebrows slowly moving upward.
"Yes. She is my mother ?"
𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔
No One Is Allowed To Touch What Is Mine! (Drogon) x Please Calm Down My Love (You)
The Sky (Drogon) x The Moon (You)
"Look at that stupid dumbass man, ha! Oh shit that's my dumbass-"
𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆
Fated Mates
Found Family
Intertwined Destinies
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈
I Wanna Be Yours by Dramatic Violin
Skyfall by the Midnite String Quartet
Into My Arms by Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds
(Dark, dramatic songs that encapture the relationship with you and Drogon. Once you agree to belong to him. Then you are his no matter what. Intimate. All-encompassing. Dark Romance.)
𝑁𝑆𝐹𝑊 🔞
warnings: mentions of blood-play, explicit details
・Drogon wants to be as connected to you as possible.
・He needs it.
・From his shift into a human body, he was able to unlock pieces of Old Valyrian history. This includes ceremonies. And a particular one is sharing one another's blood.
・A bonded couples sharing of blood can heighten emotions, thoughts and physical feelings.
・For example, even just a drop or a lick of a smear can equal better understanding in hearing one another's thoughts. Or emotions. Or even instincts.
・When blood is shared in a sexual way, coupling is extra felt.
・Sex is turned up; higher and higher, you can feel how the other feels.
・And sex can last for hours because of this.
・Orgasms are shared. Especially when you cum at the same time.
・The sensations make for an incredibly experience. And it is something that you never have to let go of. Because once you are mated - you are then mated for life.
・Drogon is made for dominance. In his human form, he looms over you, with his dragon strength, thick thighs, corded arms. He is built to be yours.
・So, it's a regular occurence to be picked up and thrown over his shoulder. Your ass smacked while he laughs deeply:
"I've got you little one, you aren't going anywhere."
・He leaves bite marks just below your clothe's neckline.
・They usually turn people/bruise, and stays there for a week. They're reminders to both you and him that you belong together.
・And even though you don't have the sharp teeth to do the same, you try anyway. It makes him laugh...because it tickles.
・You love playing with his cock. It's large, thick, uncut, with veins on both the top and underside.
"Don't start something you cannot finish, ñuha jorrāeliarzy" (my beloved).
Natsu’s confused why Lucy smells so good all of a sudden, and he really doesn’t know what to do with himself.
There’s something different about her.
She looks the same – dressed in her usual shorts and tank top, whip and keys dangling from her belt, and the same blonde hair tied neatly – but Natsu knows there’s something different. Something off. He can’t quite place it, so he’s resorted to staring at her from halfway across the guild hall to figure it out.
Lucy would no doubt be ticked off if he went up to her and asked why, to him, she felt weird. Her ‘Lucy-Kicks!’ weren’t something he voluntarily put himself through, since despite her lesser muscle strength, stung like hell – and he would know, from having been on the receiving end of her anger more than anyone else.
Besides, it felt... personal, for some stupid reason. If he was going to confront her, there was no way he’d do it at Fairy Tail, with Metal Head and the stripper slinking about because they’d no doubt get on his case. Natsu didn’t want his guildmates – his family – to know about why Lucy smelled so different, so good.
It was driving Natsu up the wall.
What was wrong with her? Lucy never smelt bad before but the way her scent was now was causing a lot of problems. It was stirring parts of him that he hadn’t really put much thought to before and that itself was causing a lot of his inner turmoil because Luce was his partner and, other than Happy, was his best friend.
He wasn’t so dense that he didn’t know what it meant, contrary to what everyone thought about him. Natsu wasn’t blind when it came to a woman’s looks. Lucy had always been attractive – he had watched many men, throughout their time together, attempt at getting with the blonde – but he just hadn’t cared. She was just Lucy; his guildmate, his friend, his partner.
Now the thought of a male putting his hands on her caused a fire to erupt inside him. Just thinking about it made him want to grab her and keep her away from the lecherous gazes and ‘misplaced’ touches. Nobody was allowed to touch her.
She was his.
That sudden thought sent a ripple of unease through him. Lucy didn’t belong to anyone and she was certainly capable enough to take care of any unwanted advances herself. Even though Natsu knew this, he couldn’t help this newly awakened possessive side of him to settle down.
He wanted to set something on fire. Particularly that stupid stripper – who had now just rested his arm over Lucy’s shoulder. A low growl ripped from his throat at the sight, startling Happy who watched with wide eyes.
“Natsu?”
Natsu’s eyes were locked on the pair. Lucy, rolling her eyes, pushes the arm off with a laugh. The moment its off her, he feels lighter and the anger slowly uncoils in his gut. If she hadn’t pushed him off, he’d likely rip Gray’s arm off himself. Natsu forces his fists to unclench as he turns to his friend.
“I’m all good, buddy.”
Even though it’s only been less than a second, his eyes snap back to her. Having Lucy out of his sight, surrounded by all these males, made him uneasy. He wants to bang his head against the wall.
What was wrong with him?
Natsu slumps down in his seat, grabbing a fistful of salmon coloured hair, and groans loudly. He ignores the concerned and confused look Happy sends him, but the cat quickly goes back to his one-sided conversation with Carla, who was pointedly ignoring him.
Her stupid scent is all over the guild hall. There’s no way he can rid himself of it, unless he left and there was no way he was going to leave her alone. Natsu wasn’t sure if he wanted the scent to go away either. It was like vanilla, strawberries and something else he couldn’t just quite put his nose on, and all he wanted to do was inhale it forever. Unfortunately, it was mixing in with everyone else's which made his head hurt and heart clench.
His sense of smell, while having always been rather strong, was even more effective now that Lucy had done whatever she had done... All he could smell was Lucy and the nasty scent of males – particularly that stupid stripper – all around her, which made him agitated and restless.
Natsu didn’t understand why.
The scents paired with the weird, intrusive feelings and thoughts about Lucy was giving him a headache. He probably just needed a good fight (with Gray, since right now he’d want nothing more than to pummel his face in) to flush whatever this was out of his system.
Yeah, that’s definitely what he needed.
“OI, ICE BRAIN!” He shouted loudly, jumping up onto the table with his fists aflame.
“WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!” Gray spat back, right hand reaching to tug his shirt up.
“YOU HEARD ME, YOU STRIPPER!”
With that, the two men flew forward to meet each other with fists, fire, and ice, which eventually dragged the rest of the guild into the brawl once Cana’s booze had been accidentally shattered by a wayward ice shard.
Natsu, relieved by the familiar feeling of chaos around him, made sure to put more weight into his hits because the lingering scent of Lucy on Gray’s skin was seriously pissing him off.
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Imagine how fast your heartbeat would go when you recognize him right on your doorstep. You look to the sides, expecting somebody to jump and help, or maybe the complete opposite. You don't know what you are feeling, your whole body is frozen in place while he smiles at you. The smile that you find so charming at the restaurant looks way too creepy in the dark of the night while he stares at you.
The only thing that you can see in the barely lit street is the glint of his fangs, the way his nostrils breathe smoke out while he tilts his head to the side. He looks as handsome as ever, wearing a tux like he always does, but this time it complements the red of his scales almost perfectly. Not that you can care much about that right now, not when his smile grows bigger. He looks dangerous. Your lizard brain is telling you to run, but you can't do anything.
His hand is outstretched in your direction, like he's waiting for you to say something, to move, to grab it... But you can even breathe properly. Your heartbeat is going too fast. Your head is getting a bit dizzy. There's a numbness spreading through your body.
And everything goes dark.
You wake up in an unknown place, everything is soft-lighted and there're so many pillows and soft fabrics that it feels like a cloud. You look around, trying to decipher where you are. That's definitely not your house. You look around until you spot him, a big smile in his predatory face, and his hand outstretched towards you again. His voice is soft when he speaks: "Don't worry, love. I'll take care of you. You'll never wish for anything. I'll give you the world."
Sometimes, survival depends on not being seen.
I should know. That’s the only way I’ve survived. Getting accepted into a prestigious university was my chance at freedom; to escape and live without fear and resentment.
And with no emotional attachments--or at least that was the plan.
Until I see Egan.
He’s sexy, mysterious, and has muscles in all the right places. He invokes feelings I don’t want or understand.
The more he shows up, the harder of a time I have remembering why staying away from him was a good idea. But he brings deep, dark secrets that alter my entire world.
Monsters exist. Witches cast spells. And animals may be human after all.
I either embrace fate and enter a strange new world full of risks like never before or walk away.
Maybe, I'm destined for heartache because sometimes, love isn't worth what it costs to fall.
