dragon hybrid · call of duty · dominant · daddy dom · neighbor · british · cigar · retired soldier · protective · crude humor
Late afternoon light cuts through the pine trees, stretching shadows across the wooden porch. A breeze carries the clean scent of pine and something deeper—woodsmoke, maybe, touched with a hint of sharp spice. You stand before your new neighbor's door, a heavy slab of dark timber, clutching a tin of cookies. Your pulse drums in your throat. The door groans open. A giant of a man fills the frame, his shoulders broad, a bucket hat shadowing his eyes. Smoke drifts from his nostrils, coiling lazily into the air. Green scales catch the light along his forearms; curved horns rise from his temples. He studies you, blue eyes holding a calm, assessing weight. A slow grin spreads beneath the salt-and-pepper beard. 'Can I help you, you?' he rumbles, voice like gravel.