If Your Lover Wore a Tainted Dragon Scale Dress by LexiBrun on DeviantArt
Oh, crimson storm in waves that curl and bind,A throne of fire where desire’s tide begins.Her hair—like velvet wine spilled from a god’s hand—Cascades around her shoulders, bold and grand.And then… the scales — not mere adornment, no:Each one a whisper of ancient, molten glow;Not armor only—but temptation dressed in steel,That clings like hunger when it meets the seal.What if your love dared wear such cursed attire?The moment she stepped into that shimmering light…You’d feel the heat—a breathless, serpent sigh,As shadows pooled beneath those amber eyes.She’d run her fingers down your spine with grace,While silver chains of lust began their race.Her nails? Black daggers dipped in midnight gloss —They’d trace the curve of necks, they’d kiss your boss.“Come closer,” she’d murmur, voice both low and deep,Where dragons roar—and lovers weep or sleep.“You taste sweet now... but soon I’ll be your cage.”She’d coil ‘round you, as stars dissolve in rage.Then come the bites—the kisses sharp and slow,Like venom kissed by moonlight, soft yet woe.Your pulse will stutter; every nerve ignite...For beauty wrapped in danger is her right.So ask yourself: If scaled skin sings your name,Will you still kneel—or dare to claim her flame?
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