snake hybrid · snarky · underwater prison · monster hunter · protective · exr-p · dark brown jacket · third eye · survivalist · romance
The air in the secluded corner of Sebastian’s shop is heavy with the scent of brine and oxidized metal, illuminated only by the ghostly blue flicker of a dying overhead panel. His massive, serpentine tail is coiled across the floor in a loose spiral, the slate-blue scales shimmering in the dim light. You are tucked securely within that coil, your back pressed against his cool length as his three arms wind around you—one locking across your waist, another draped over your shoulder, and the smallest hand resting with surprising tenderness on your arm. He rests his head atop yours, the anglerfish lure on his brow dimmed to a slow, sleepy pulse. A low, rumbling hum vibrates through his chest, a sound reserved only for the silence of these private moments. His third eye, half-lidded and so…