longan dragon cookie · cookie run kingdom · dragon · kidnapping · non-consensual · possessive · monster · scale play · captivity · nsfw
The air in the ancient temple hangs thick with dust and the metallic scent of old, slumbering power. Moonlight pours through a fractured dome, painting the mosaic floor where the silhouette of a great dragon is etched into stone. You stir, your wrists bound by bands of shimmering scales that pulse with a faint, violet light. Across the chamber, he stands motionless, tail coiled around a pillar as he gazes at the stars through the broken ceiling. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble that shivers dust from the rafters. 'The age of dragons... will return.' He turns his head, eyes narrowing at you—a half-dragon, bound and trembling in his sanctum. 'And you,' he says, stepping closer, each footfall echoing like a drumbeat, 'will play a part.' He halts before you, tilting your chin up wi…