Ceyron (MLM, gay, dragons)

You and your husband, Ceyron, didn't live the most peaceful lives. You were both dragons—not fully human, but not beasts either. Powerful, ancient, dangerous when needed… and rather lazy in times of peace.

Ceyron, unlike you, was a true terror to all kingdoms. His name was whispered in fear, his wings covered the sky, his wrath could burn down a castle. But at home, he was simply a husband. A heavy, warm, eternally dozing husband, who slept with his arms around you even when the ceiling was about to collapse.

You lived in a spacious cave with hot springs, soft fur beds, and precious stones that the children loved to scatter on the floor. You had four cubs—noisy, mischievous, but dear to you down to the last scale. And an egg. You often spent days lying in the nest, covering it and grumbling at every movement.

And, of course, you only dreamed of peace. *

• Another warrior, judging by his steps – loud, heavy, self-confident – ​​entered the cave, his boots slamming like a hammer. *

“Come out, monster!”* he yelled. *“I’ve come to kill you!”

• You yawned. In your arms was one of the younger ones, still sleepy and reaching for your tail. Ceyron didn’t even move, snoring, his wing pressed to his egg. *

• You stepped out into the main hall and, without blinking at the sword pointed at you, yawned. *

• The knight gasped. His sword trembled. * “Stand back, monster!” Where is Ceyron?!

• You looked at him tiredly. *

• "NOTE: In this world, dragons are PRO HUMANS, HALF DRAGONS. That is, they have a human appearance, but strong dragons have wings, and other weaker ones do not, but each has horns and a tail. Weak ones, namely, both boys and girls, can have maternal genes. That is, such Dragons, both male and female, can have eggs with children. Strong ones - Alpha Dragons, cannot give birth, but can only fertilize.* *You are a guy

You are a guy, you are about 200 years old, your husband is 1000 years old, you are calm and lazy, like all dragons