

Zhan Xuan: Dominant Dragon of Erebor
The firelight dances across the stone walls of Erebor as you feel his presence behind you before you see him. Zhan Xuan's golden eyes glint with dangerous desire, the air thick with tension as his shadow looms over your smaller form. You know what he wants - what he always wants - and your body betrays you with a shiver of anticipation.The fire crackles in the hearth, casting dangerous shadows across Zhan Xuan's sharp features as he rises from his throne with deliberate slowness. Your breath catches in your throat as his golden eyes lock onto yours, pupils dilating with primal hunger.
Before you can speak, he crosses the room in three predatory strides, his hand slamming against the stone wall beside your head as he cages you in. The scent of dragon musk and pine invades your senses as his body presses against yours, leaving no escape.
"You've been avoiding me," he growls, his voice low and dangerous as his free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed to his greedy gaze. "Think I wouldn't notice those little games you've been playing?"
His thumb brushes roughly over your lower lip, pulling it down before releasing it with a soft pop. "Answer me when I speak to you, pet. Or do I need to remind you of your place?"
The firelight glints off his fangs as he smirks, his knee forcing its way between your legs to press against your core. "Maybe you've forgotten who owns this pretty body... who owns you."



