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littlesniggy · 2 years

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Commission Law x female reader

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Warnings: a little bit suggestive, reader getting drugged, Law being hella shady

Characters: female reader, Trafalgar Law

Word count: 4.3k

You watch the straw hats and heart pirates celebrate to their heart’s content because of the – admittedly surprising – victory over Donquixote Doflamingo and his little minions. You can’t quite fathom how Luffy – the goofiest goofball out there – was able to defeat one of the strongest pirates you have ever seen. You’re not easily terrified but Doflamingo had managed to stir some despair inside your heart when you first faced him. Luff was the one who so easily stomped this flame of despair out and let you feel free again.

Even before he defeated the captain of the Donquixote pirates you had made up your mind to join the fight and maybe even join his crew. This young man is nothing but inspiring and you want to help him achieve his dream of becoming the king of pirates.

“To the straw hats and the heart pirates! You’re the reason why our people are able to sleep reassured at night again after so many years of terror!” Rebecca raises her mug and the pirates follow after her. “To Lucy!” she adds. “To Luffy!” you and the others join in and drink to the future king of pirates.

“What a lively party.” You look up at the sudden voice right next to you. You had been so sucked in by the whole atmosphere that you didn’t notice Law take a seat right next to you. You smile at the captain and nod before you raise your mug, Law mimicking your gesture before he takes a big sip.

“I still can’t believe that Luffy was able to defeat Doflamingo. It’s so….surreal.” you admit, your eyes following Luffy and Brook dancing around while Brook plays on his violine and sings. Man, you can’t wait to join their crew but you’re nervous.

“Yeah, never thought we’d actually win.” Law admits and follows your gaze, watching the celebrating crews. “Any plans what you plan on doing after today, Y/n ya?” he asak, his eyes don’t leave the other people. You sigh at his question and slightly smile to yourself. “I was actually thinking about joining the straw hats.” You admit. Now, Law turns his head back to look at you. Hi raises an eyebrow in surprise. “Join the straw hats?” he asak and you nod.

“Yeah. I really wanna help them and especially Luffy achieve his goal. He’s such an inspiring person and honestly, you can’t help but like him, right?” now you look back at him, knowing that he knows what you mean.

Law chuckles slightly and takes another sip, emptying his drink. “Straw hat ya is one of a kind.” He agrees. “Is it already set in stone that you want to join them?” He inquires and you look at him confused. “Why are you asking?” The heart pirates’ captain shrugs to your questions. “Honestly, I want you to join my crew, Y/n ya.” He tells you, studying your reaction closely. You’re a but taken aback by the blunt statement and you can’t help but feel a little bit flattered that he wants you to join his crew. But your mind is set.

“I appreciate the invitation but I have already made up my mind. I want to join Luffy and his crew.” You decline his offer. Law sighs but nods, looking a little bit disappointed. “That’s what I thought. Too bad. And I can’t change your mind?” He tries one last time but you shake your head no with a warm smile. “Sorry, Law.”

“No worries. You can’t always get what you want.” He says defeated and smiles at you lazily. “You want anything to drink? I’m gonna grab something anyways.” He offers, showing you his empty mug. You look into your own and notice that it’s also almost empty.

“Sure, thanks Law.” You reply and watch him get up and walk over to where the beer is placed. In your head you go over the short conversation with him. You can’t quite figure out where his interest in you stems from; you haven’t really interacted during the whole mission but then again maybe he was watching you fight and you impressed him? Well…who knows.

The captain comes back shortly after, holing two mugs in his hands, offering you one of them. You take it with a ‘thank you’ and bump mugs with him after he sat down. “To your new crew”, he says, looking right at you. “and that you can help this airhead over there achieve his goal.”

You smile and nod, appreciating his warm words and encouragement to your plans. Law watches you take a big sip, enjoying the cool feeling of the liquid filling your mouth before it runs down your throat and the alcohol elicits a warm feeling inside your body. Tonight is a good night and you can’t wait to talk to Luffy later.

“I’m gonna go over to the others. You wanna join?” you ask Law but he declines, shaking his head. “I think Ima stay here. Have fun.” He says. You giggle and let him know that you certainly will have fun. It takes two tries for you to finally get back to your feet and you feel dizzy but ignore it in favor of walking – or rather tottering – over to Zoro, Nami and Luffi.

You wave at them and Nami waves back. You want to party with them, drink more and get to know them better. A feeling of euphoria of the prospect of being a part of their crew suppresses the slight feeling of uneasiness that slowly spreads through your body. You take another sip and see how Zoro pats the seat beside him, offering you to sit down.

You want to, you really do but your body start to feel heavy and your steps become more careless. Eventually, you trip over your own feet. The whole world turns upside down and the last thing you see a shocked looking Zoro reaching out for you before someone catches you in their warm arms.

Then, everything goes black.

You wake up with a terrible headache and you have to shut your eyes tightly due to the light that shines right at your face. Everything in your head is spinning, makes you feel dizzy and nauseous. God, you haven’t felt this way since the last time you got hammered with you friends and woke up on the floor next to your bed, one shoe off, the other still on and your shirt hanging around your neck. A futile attempt to get undressed and find comfort in your warm bed.

It isn’t quite as bad as last time but you still feel like never opening your eyes again and instead drift into this dreamless sleep that will eventually make everything okay again.

Awkwardly, you try to turn around to avoid the annoying sunlight that keeps pestering you by the second. It’s just too bright. You’re woken up by a sharp pain in your nether region as you roll over, flinging your eyes open and sit up. What the…? You think but are immediately hit by the room spinning around you and you have to fall back again, rolling to the side and mumble something incoherent.

What in the hell is going on? What happened last night?

You nuzzle your face into the soft pillow and pull the blanket closer to your chest. It’s oddly chilly, you notice. Did you leave the window open?

You inhale deeply, a soothing smell you haven’t noticed until now flooding your nose and you sigh contently. It’s warm and somewhat woody but with a small hint of something cold and…. sterile? Kind of reminds you of the time you had to go to the hospital. The hand sanitizer had a similar smell. Now that you think about it this is not a smell you’re too familiar with – or not familiar at all.

You slowly open your eyes again, a weird feeling creeping up inside your stomach. The clearer your blurry vision becomes the more this feeling turns into panic. This is not your room. This is not your bed. This is not your perfume. And this is definitely not one of those humas sized body pillows lying next to you with its arms crossed behind its head, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.

With a shriek you half rob, half jump away, almost falling off the bed at the sight of a man on the other side of the mattress. You look at him wide eyed, mouth open in a silent scream as the eyes of the man look at you in amusement, a lazy smile on his lips.

“Thought you’d never wake up.” Law’s voice is as calm as ever as he watches you breathe heavily from the shock. You don’t know what to say. So many questions circle inside your head until there is just one big question mark.

“You look pale. You don’t seem to be fully sober yet. You want something to drink?” he asks you. Taken aback by his question your mouth forms words but your vocal cords don’t seem to get the memo to actually make a sound.

Chuckling, the captain of the heart pirates gets up and slowly walks over to another room which seems to be a bathroom. Your eyes follow him until he comes back, holding a cup of water in his hand which he offers you.

Your heart rate has come down to a somewhat normal beat again and you take the cup offered to you with a shy “thank you” before you take a sip. The cool water calms your mind down and takes away part of the panic in your body, letting you organize your thoughts at last.

Law sits down on his bed, his cold eyes still sparkling the same merriment from before. There is a long silence between you two and his intense stare makes you squirm in your position. Flustered, you avert your gaze and look down instead-

and you immediately want to die on the spot. Everything happens so fast; your body reacts before your mind can even start to comprehend the situation as you throw the cup of water at the captain with another shriek before your arms grab the blanket forcefully, yanking it away from underneath him and pull it, pressing it tightly against your bare chest.

Law managed to dodge the cup last minute and he watches it crash against the wall and fall down to the floor in thousand pieces. He raises and eyebrow at the wet stain on his wall before he looks back at you, wanting to question what that was all about all of a sudden. But what greets his eyes is an almost painfully distressed looking young woman, covering her body with the dark blue blanket and her eyes tightly shut as to not look at him.

“That was unnecessary.” He comments but he can’t hide the smirk on his thin lips as his eyes look you up and down. He’s honestly surprised that it took you so long to notice but your reaction is priceless regardless.

“Why so shy all of a sudden? It’s not like it’s the first time I see you naked.” His blunt statement makes the wish to die even more prominent. But it also sparks the question in your head what he means.

“What are you talking about?” you ask, not daring to look up at his smug face. Maybe, if you pretend you can’t see him, he cannot see you either…

“Oh, you don’t remember?” he asks and now you have to open your eyes to look at his surprised face. You slowly shake your head no and you watch Law sigh.

“Just take a wild guess what I could possibly mean.” He encourages you. Your mind is blank for a second, not yet ready to start the process of thinking again but you try regardless. Your eyes slowly wander down from his face, over his exposed chest, showing off the tattoo you had previously seen before. Your eyes go further, mentally tracing his abs and the small happy trail leading from his bellybutton all the way to the waistband of his boxers where it disappears.

It takes you a moment to then look down your own body which is covered by the blanket but is confirmed to be completely naked underneath.

It takes you another moment to then put two and two together and you almost faint. If your head could steam from embarrassment like a steam engine it would! Law watches your face turn from puzzled to fully comprehending what he was implying as you wrap your body even tighter into the blanket. Law would roll is eyes at that. After all there is nothing he hasn’t seen yet. But he doesn’t. Instead, he inches closer but not too close and lifts your chin up with his fingers, looking at you in a serious manner.

His touch alone suddenly sparks something inside your body and the spot where his warm fingers contact your chin tingles in excitement. You look at the captain of the heart pirates and feel helpless. You don’t know what to do or to say as the thoughts race through your head uncontrollably. Did you really….spend the night with the man in front of you? What happened last night?

“You okay? Not the reaction I expected.” He says, his thumb lightly circling your skin. “W-what happened last night?” you finally press out, the small motion of his thumb soothing yet confusing.

Law lowers his hand and simply shrugs. “Let’s just say you were pretty wasted last night and did some crazy shit.” You try to remember but there is nothing. It is as if someone took some scissors and just cut a part of your memory out and taped it together again.

“What…what did I do?” you ask, scared of his answer. Law chuckles in amusement and raises an eyebrow. “You really wanna know?” Confused but determined you nod, wanting to know exactly what happened last night. Law licks his lips as if he is remembering something before he starts to explain.

“I have no idea how many drinks you, Roronoa and Nami drank but you are not even close to their level.” He starts, sounding a little bit mockingly but you ignore it.

“At some point, you called me over to drink with you and when I sat down you were….quite friendly.” Your eyes grow wide before you close them in shame. Credit to Law, he knows how to make it sound a little less awkward and less primitive. At least until now.

“For some reason you really desperately wanted to sit on my lap and practically threw yourself on top of me.” Oh God….

“Just so you know, you’re not too heavy but when someone keeps jumping up and down on your legs over and over again it starts to hurt a little.” He points at his thighs and the big, dark bruises on them. Oh God…!

“Anyways, once you were comfortable, you really seemed to like to touch my tattoos. No problem with that but you seemed to really like my chest and my nipples in particular. I’m not the biggest fan of getting my nipples twisted though. Not my thing, y’know.” He smirks as he watches you shrink more and more into yourself at his recap of last night.

“Something I wasn’t quite disinclined to was when you shamelessly rubbed my crotch while you whispered into my ear, suggesting we could ‘continue the party in your room’”.

Oh. My. God.

That is everything you can think of when he finally finishes the little story. You feel ashamed of yourself and for what you did. That’s just so not like you! You don’t drink too much! You don’t get handsy with random men and you certainly don’t just sleep around with said men! What is wrong with you? What must Law be thinking about you? What must the Straw Hats be thinking about you?!

“I’m sorry.” You whisper, small tears gathering in the corners of your eyes as you look up at Law. The captain notices your teary eyes and his expression softens a little.

“It’s okay, no worries. It was fun so don’t sweat it.” He reassures you.

“Please….don’t tell anyone. I’m usually not like this.” You ask him and he shakes his head in amusement. “Do you really think I’m the person to go around and brag about what I do in the sheets?” he raises an eyebrow and you can’t help but giggle slightly at his question. No, Law definitely was not the guy to tell everyone that he just got laid.

“Thanks.” You mumble.

Your eyes start to look around and you spot your clothes on the floor, completely scattered all over the place. “I think I should get dressed.” You say, more to yourself but Law nods anyway.

You get up on shaky legs, taking the blanket with you as you slowly walk over to your slip. As you bend down, the blanket slips away, exposing your back and butt and a strange pain rushes through your body. Oh right, what is that? You had noticed it before but then forgot about it. Maybe Law did some weird stuff to you and now your back is all bruised and what not? The thought alone has your face burning in embarrassment.

“Y/n ya?” you hear his voice and turn around to look at him from over your shoulder in question. “Since when do you have my jolly roger tattooed on your ass?” he points in your direction, specifically at your behind. Your raise an eyebrow in confusion before you follow the point of his finger down to your butt. First, you don’t see anything, thinking he’s messing with you. Law sees that you don’t believe him and sighs as he gets up from his spot and walks over to you.

Taken aback, you take a step back but law reaches you swiftly. He gently yet decisively grabs your hips through the blanket and guides you a few steps over in front of a mirror. He turns your back to the reflecting object, one hand resting on your hip while also holding the blanket to the side to expose your ass, his other hand grabs your chin between index finger and thumb and makes you look at your reflection.

Your first instinct is to bite your lip at the picture and you can’t help but wonder if you two had done it right here as well. These thoughts are all but washed away the moment you lay eyes on your own behind and see what he is talking about.

A small yet very noticeable tattoo now adorns your left butt cheek. Hot irritated skin is more than enough to confirm that it is, indeed, freshly tattooed. Your first thought is that now this explains the pain you’ve been feeling. The second thought is pure panic.

You push Law away from your and get closer to the mirror. Clearly, this must be some bad joke, right? No way this is real! You touch the black ink but immediately inch away at the pain.

“Don’t scratch at it or it’ll get infected.” Law dryly comments. You snap.

“Do you really think this is my biggest problem at the moment?!” your voice is two octaves too high and you barely recognize it.

“When did this happen? Why do I have this tattoo? What will Luffy think?! They will never let me join their crew now!°

Realization hit you. “They will never let me join their crew.” You repeat, eyes wide and completely in shock. “I won’t be able to sail with them.” You mumble as your eyes are fixated on this small piece of doom on your ass. “I can’t become their friend. I can’t help Luffy achiece his dream. I’m a failure.”

Law listens to the nonsense you’re mumbling about and he’s had enough. He takes a step forward and puts one hand on your shoulder. “Look at me.” He says but you’re too much in your own thoughts that you don’t hear him. This time louder and with a slight squeeze of his hand he repeats himself. “Look at me!” your turn to face him, desperation written all over your face.

“I can’t join the Straw Hats.” You whisper but Law hears you loud and clearly.

“Maybe you don’t really wanna join them after all?” he slowly inquires and you look at him confused and a little bit mad. “What?” you ask, anger mixing in your confusion.

“I said, maybe you don’t want to join them. Maybe you just told yourself that you want to join them because you admire Luffy so much? If I remember correctly, he saved your life, didn’t he? Maybe you just told yourself you want to join them because you feel like you have to pay him back for that.” You are silent.

“Can’t it be that this little tattoo is a sign that you would rather want to join someone else’s crew?”

Your anger slowly vanishes at his explanation and you start to think about his words. Is he right? Has this all been out of guilt? It’s true that you had once considered joining his crew but then Luffy came along….so maybe he is right?

“Would you….would you want me to join your crew?” you ask.

“Why else would I have asked you yesterday? I don’t just ask anybody and usually I’m not asking twice but the jolly roger on your ass is quite convincing that I’ll make an exception. Just this time. Do you want to join my crew, Y/n ya?” he asak and you nod, not thinking about it anymore.

Law is right. This whole situation is one single giant clue from the universe that you should join Law’s crew and help him achieve his goal.

Law grins contently and takes a step back. “Good to hear. And since I’m your captain now I want you to get dressed. If anyone sees us like this they might think you slept your way to the top.” He teases and lets himself fall back on his bed. Your face burns as you have just eaten the hottest chili in the world and you hurriedly gather your clothes and get dressed. Your captain watches you and waves goodbye as you open the door to leave. You don’t look at him, still too embarrassed by this whole situation so you don’t see this somewhat sinister smile on his lips.

Law watches as you stumble over to Zoro and Nami, his eyes following your every move. The drug he’s given you is working faster than expected and he fears that he might’ve overdone it but then again if it helps his goal there really isn’t anything like ‘overdoing’ it. He doesn’t know why he wants you do join his crew but he surely knows that this need, this urge to have you around him must mean something. It’s primal and selfish but he’s not above these human feelings.

Law can see how you lose focus more and more by the way you can now barely stand on your own two feet. Nami looks at you worriedly but it’s too late. Zoro tries to catch you but Law is faster, catching you in his strong arms.

“Y/n!” Nami yells and rushes over to where he holds you. “Y/n! Is she okay?” she demands to know, the other Straw Hats joining her. Law shakes his head with a sigh and hoists you up in his arms bridal style, your head resting against his chest. “Guess she had one too many drinks.” Which is the most plausible explanation there is.

“I didn’t see her drinking that much.” Zoro comments. “Maybe she’s a light weight.” Law retorts which seems to satisfy the green haired man. “I will take her to my submarine and have an eye at her. I’ve got medicine there if she needs anything.” He says and Luffy nods in agreement.

“Thanks! Take care of her! I need want her in my crew!” the captain of the Straw Hats exclaims and Law rolls his eyes. “Let’s wait till she’s sober again, Mugiwara ya.” He simply says before he carries you away.

His crew wanted to follow him but he told them to have fun and enjoy the party as long as they can. He has other plans anyways.

He puts you down in the surgery room and looks at you for a moment. He then checks your vital stats and eyes, coming to the conclusion that you will be knocked out for a while. He strips you completely naked and turns your body on your stomach, making sure that your face is free just in case you need to throw up.

His hand traces your back and the curve of your ass before he takes a hand full and squeezes the soft flesh with an amused huff. Law then takes out a small machine which he has used on himself before when he got his tattoos. The steady sound of the machine as he starts to hammer the ink into your skin is soothing and he can’t wait for you to wake up next morning, confused about where you are. He’s thought about different scenarios that would be the most plausible and the one that just stuck with him is the most obvious one.

Why would you question having sex with him if you can’t even remember where you got this tattoo from? Good thing you’re already naked so Law only needs to place you like a doll next to him in bed and wait for his plan to finally fall in place.

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littlesniggy · 2 years

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Necessary Evil

Hello.....it's been a while....I wonder who's still here 😂 Hope you haven't missed me too much. Just needed to take some time off Tumblr due to a lot of work. Had this idea a while ago and finally decided to write it. It's a dragon AU and I haven't decided if I will make a part 2 for it in the future. Let's wait what you guys think. Hope you enjoy it and thank you for reading!

Warnings: slightly suggestive, Dragon AU

Pairing: Dragon! Rob Lucci x female reader

Word count: 2.2k

You stumble through the dark passage, the light from the torch the man behind you is holding in his big hand only doing so much to lead the way. His rough hand keeps pushing your forward and you have trouble staying on your feet; your hands wouldn’t be of any use to catch you fall since they’re tied together behind your back, the rope uncomfortable cutting into your already bruised skin, drawing blood that slowly dripples down your hands, leaving a small trail of the red liquid that’s supposed to be inside your body on the stone-cold path.

Your breath is going heavy and your heart keeps hammering inside your chest, the sound almost deafening inside your ears. You miss the barked command from the man behind you to stop and are rudely thrown back, landing on your behind in an unladylike manner. You look up at him but have no time to formulate any sentence. He grabs you roughly before he places the torch inside a torch holder on the wall.

The rest of the way he keeps his hand on your shoulder and his other hand feels the side of the tunnel wall to find the way. You know why you have to keep going in the dark and fear spreads through your body like poisonous liquid, replacing every fiber of your body with a burning yet ice cold sensation that makes you almost go limp.

The pushing keeps you going, however, until the tunnel ends and gives way to a huge cave. You can’t help but stare for a moment in awe; no castle you have ever seen could ever be big enough to even slightly fit into this monstrous cave.

You feel a hot and wet breath next to you ear and the strong smell of the man behind you has you almost gag. “You have plenty of time to admire this hell hole. That is if he keeps you alive long enough.” His words are spat with malice and disdain yet he you feel the smirk against the shell of your ear when he quickly brushes it.

“Now, let’s get this over with, I wanna get outta here before he comes.” His eyes wander warily through the dark cave, looking for the monster that’s been living here for God knows how long. He didn’t want to do this job but you don’t just turn down the king when he gives you the honor of such an important task. The chances of him surviving are as slim as yours but if he’s quick enough he can get out of here alive.

A little bit clumsily he finds the pole. He can’t see it but he can imagine that it’s covered in dry blood from previous sacrifices. Poor girls, he thinks to himself but this thought is only short lived since he can clearly see the bigger picture. These girls are the reason the kingdom has not been destroyed yet and as much as he hopes this fate will never overcome his own family, he also knows that it’s simply a necessary evil.

The rope is replaced by chackles that are bound to a huge pole, the rustling echoing through the cave loudly. Both your breathing stops for a moment, listening for any other sound but there is nothing. Panting heavily, the man tightens the chackles tighter than necessary but you don’t dare to make a sound.

He’s done rather quickly and you can hear his footsteps slowly distance themselves from you. Just before he disappears into the tunnel again, he turns around to look at you one last time. “Good luck.” He mumbles, the malice and disdain from before gone and replaced with pity. Your throat tightens and you want to call out for him not to leave you here alone but he’s already gone. Then, there is silence.

Your eyes dart through the darkness, trying to make out something in this huge cave but except for rocks and cliffs you can’t see anything (or anyone). Cold sweat runs down your face and neck before it disappears into your white dress. The dried tears from earlier start dwelling up in your eyes again the more time passes. You try to wiggle your hands out of the cuffs but to no avail.

A cold breeze gazes your skin and your head snaps to the side but there is nothing. You wiggle harder, the sound of your chackles rustling is ringing loudly in your ears, fueling the panic that keeps clouding your mind further and further, only making you struggle more and more.

Another cold breeze, followed by a smooth sound of something huge gliding through the air. You stop dead in your tracks, not moving a muscle when your eyes make out a dark form almost silently coming closer and closer. You press your back against the pole behind your and pull your legs as close to your body as possible, trying to make yourself so small that whatever this is might overlook you.

The ground starts to shake when something massive lands on the ground in front of you and a scream escapes your lips in sheer terror.

A deep rumbling that almost sounds like purring makes the air around you vibrate. “Please….” You whisper, not knowing what you’re actually pleading for but your terrified for your life.

You a shadow in the dark move and come close, a hot yet foul smelling stench blowing at you. Your stomach twists and you can’t help but heave, the content of your stomach wanting to escape your body in the most disgusting way.

A deep chuckle echoes in your ears when the vomit drops down from your mouth and onto your white dress, tears blurring your vision and shame heating your face.

“Poor thing.” The voice is like thunder in your head and you press your eyes shut in discomfort. “Left here alone, all by yourself….born to be a sacrifice…..” the voice is omnipresent and you can’t help but moan in pain it causes you.

You miss the movement from the thing in the dark and are caught off guard when something cold and sharp points against your cleavage. Your eyes snap open and you are terrified to see this enormous claw slightly press against you, ready to pierce your body if it feels like it.

You try to stop breathing, to prevent yourself from stabbing yourself to death but the more your try the more erratic your breathing becomes.

“Please….” You whisper once more, this time sure that you want it not to kill you.

“Please….what?” the voice slaps you with the sheer volume in your head and you want to run away just because of that.

“Please don’t hurt me.” You press out, eyes pressed together, waiting for the reply.

“Don’t hurt you?” the voice sounds genuinely amused and the claw retrieves. Your body goes limp and your head falls forward, relieved that this weapon is nowhere near your body anymore. But this relief is only short-lived since you’re now face to face with a mouth full of sharp teeth; a long tongue darts out and caresses your face almost lovingly, leaving a hot and wet trail on your skin.

“I would never hurt something so…..deliciously innocent like you….” The tongue darts back out and starts licking your cleavage this time, tasting the sweat on your skin and the fear that’s been oozing out every pore of your body since you’ve been chosen by your kingdom as a sacrifice.

“Delicious indeed….”the voice hums before the whole head retrieves. Instead, the claw just cuts the chains that are tying you to the pole, freeing your body from its restraints. Without hesitation, your body reacts on its own and you try to sprint away and back towards the tunnel. It’s fight or flight and you know that you stand no chance against this monster in the cave.

You stumble to the ground when something long and heavy comes crashing down only 10 feet in front of you, the shaking of the ground throws you off balance before you land on the ground as well.

“What a foolish young thing….do you think I would ever let something so….pure….leave my cave?” The snake like thing creeps closer until it drags you towards the source of the voice. You claw at the thing and feel rough scales, some are even cutting into your hands.

“Don’t run away, little thing…” You feel how the tail (?) starts closing around you, tighter and tighter like a snake ready to crush its prey. You try to climb over it but the scales are just too smooth and you can’t get a good grip to pull yourself up.

The breath is slowly but surely pressed out of your body the tighter the tail wraps around you; your hands are pounding against but to no avail. Your eyes roll back when you feel how your bones are about to give it; your ribs will break and pierce your lungs, rendering you unable to survive this whole ordeal even remotely. You can see your life flash past your inner eye and you just can’t see where you have gone wrong. What did you do to deserve such an end?

“Are you already giving up, little thing?” the voice mocks you but you can’t reply even if you wanted. You can’t move, you can’t speak, you can’t breathe. You have already given up on life and accepted your inevitable death when the pressure around your body suddenly disappeared and you feel to the ground, your lungs taking in the much-needed air with every breath you take. It hurts but that only means that you’re still alive.

You feel cold eyes on you, watching your every move, your every reaction to the mercy this creature shows you. For now.

You let yourself fall on your back and just lay there, caged by the tail and body and the dangerous head hovering above you, hungry eyes staring right back once you spot them. You want to scream once more but you’re too weak to find the strength to do it. You can make out yellow eyes that resemble the one of a snake or crocodile.

You lift yourself up and try to inch backwards but bump into the monster’s tail which is preventing you from fleeing. The thing moves and lowers its head until it is lying flat on the floor. You could try to climb the tail once more or you can just run into the creature deadly mouth, letting it eat you. You do neither. Instead, you simply sit there in shock; your body wants to run away but your mind tells you to stay still. There is an inner turmoil inside of you but as long as your mind and body can’t come to an agreement you just sit there, unable to move.

“Good girl….stop struggling and accept your fate…..” the head moves closer and closer until the nose is pressed against your body, the hot breath feeling like it’s melting your body. The thing is taking in a couple of deep breaths, memorizing your smell as if it is scared of not being able to remember your scent.

“You smell so divine…I can almost not control myself….” His nose presses closer against your body, trapping you against his tail and mouth, the sharp teeth get caught on your dress, slowly ripping it apart (if intentionally or not you don’t know) but you’re not making a single sound.

The scales on its face scrape over exposed skin, its tongue slithering over your body once more.

“It’s been decades since I’ve last smelled something so delicious…” a huge claw wraps around your body and you’re being lifted up into the air. Strong wings take you higher and higher before you’re pressed against a wall.

“It’s not often that I show someone my true self but I will make an exception for you….” Your eyes widen when the claw around your body turns into a big hand, holding you up by the neck. The creature from before has turned itself into a human-looking shadow. Your legs struggle to find the ground and they kick against a pair of naked legs.

The man comes closer and a completely naked body presses against yours, surprisingly soft lips ghost your cheek. You can feel his long hair tickle your skin. A purr, somewhat like that of a cat rumbles through his chest as his other strong hand travels up and down your side.

“Dragons are greedy creatures.” He whispers. “…and I want to eat you alive with everything you have.” A whimper escapes your mouth, your hands trying to push him away but to no avail.

“But before I do that, I will show you just how greedy I am and make you scream underneath me until you beg me to please kill you. Lust can be a bitch, just like pain but I will make sure to show you both.”

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