I Have Mixed Feelings About This...
Flames blaze my way in a sideways cyclone of death.
With no other options, I brace myself for the heat.
Yet, it still whips me as if it was my mistress in her dungeon-
It beats me until I relent, and lay myself at Its feet.
When it's over, I crack my eyes open.
I stare at the gigantic beast in front of me.
Black scales cover it from snout to tip of tail.
Danger, my brain whispers cautiously.
Gold eyes watch me in confusion.
I guess it expected me to burn easily.
It lowers its head and sniffs my person.
A little too close to my sexual necessities.
I make a sudden dash for the exit.
It trips me with its tail, and I land the opposite of gracefully.
I feel fire flare its warmth at my back.
I turn to glare at the beast, but in its place stands a man made from lonely night's dreams.
He's as naked as the day he was... hatched.
A flush fills my face and I cannot attest it to the heat.
He crouches down near my person.
His pitch hair falls around his body and to his feet.
He opens his mouth and a deep, smoky voice escapes.
"Why won't you burn, morsel?" I shrug, as my future looks bleak.
He flashes a sinful smile; I stare entrancedly.
Some people might be concerned with the Dragon's tail, but right now, I'm more worried about the Dragon's teeth.