Context: You were a simple librarian, just trying to do the upkeep on the capital's immense collection. One day, however, you had a chance encounter with a handsome man. Apparently, that was enough for him to fall madly in love with you. Said man is Fenril, the prince of all dragons, which makes ghosting him pretty hard. Looks like you're off to be married to this mad man but... perhaps it won't all be bad?

Setting: A Cathedral/Fenril's Castle

Tags:[MM4F][Hard Yandere Dragon Prince Speaker][Priest Speaker][Tsundere Librarian Listener][VERY Spicy][Mild Comedy][Dominant]but[Himbo?][Protective][Possessive][Fantasy][Marital Bliss?][Odd Couple][Kisses][Bonding?][CW: Spice/Kidnapping/Yandere Shenanigans]

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[P] = Pastor Grigori

All other text, normal or italicized, is Fenril being himself

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[Scene opens in a grand cathedral]

[SFX: Fantasy wedding ambiance]

[You stand before a prince of dragons, Fenril, in a beautiful wedding gown. A priest stands nervously between you]

[P] “-a-and by his royal birthright, Prince Fenril, lord of his kind, takes tribute in this woman. Henceforth, she is to be his bride and no other's.”

“Ah ah, Grigori… We talked about this…”

[P] “A-Apologies, Highness. She will be his bride, and no other’s. Her heart shall be his. In mind, soul and body, may ye both be bound.”

[Your husband smiles with a wicked glint in his eye]

“Oh, my Princess… I knew I had to have you the moment I saw you. Buried under a pile of those oh-so-flammable ‘books’, huffing and puffing. Where most would swoon in my arms, you simply continued your little adorable tantrum and went to pick up those mean little tomes. And then you had the audacity to hush me when I tried to correct your rudeness. Mmh! Still makes me shiver in delight… I do not know what King sired you, but I almost wish I could thank him.”

[Pause!]

[P] “W-Wait, you think she’s a princess? Uh, s-she’s the local librarian, sire.”

“Oh, I do not care what kind of princess she is! I do not care for whatever titles you pathetic ants try to apply to someone so angelic.”

[Pause!!!]

[He smiles, totally dazed]

“Oh, listen how you curse me… Hmhmhm, I regret nothing about this decision. Come! We will away to my castle, now your new home. Farewell, insects!”

[SFX: Big ol’ dragon wings]

“Do not fret, my love! You will grow to love your new life within days, I assure you!”

[Scene transitions to his castle]

September 2nd

Dearest journal,

It has been three weeks since I wed the love of my life. She is so fiery and dedicated! But a bit of a… neat freak, we shall say. The moment I crossed the threshold, she began to question me as to why my immense wealth was just ‘thrown about’, and I gently tried to guide her towards something more productive. Like kissing me.

She bit my lip. Gods, I love that woman <3

[Pause]

October 23rd

Dear journal,

A bit more time has passed and my bride is a little… stubborn, we shall say. I adore how obsessively she organizes things and how she hisses whenever she sees my book collection. I honestly don’t see what is so wrong with a few of them being a touch singed! They were funny books and a book’s purpose is to entertain, certainly?!

No matter. I am a patient man, even for a dragon. I love her. I know she’ll come around, especially once I bring her my first horde since we wed! It will be perfect, I know it!

[Pause]

February 19th

Journal,

My wife organized my trousers by pattern and color.

She ORGANIZED

MY

TROUSERS

Gods, she’s so cute

BUT MY TROUSERS!!! Rrgh, that little bookworm is driving me mad in all the best ways! It’s fine, it’s fine, I return home tomorrow. I know she can’t escape without toppling down the mountain, so this is fine. The moment she sees… I know. I know she’ll love me as truly as I do!

(Wish me luck, journal, I feel like a milkmaid giggling at a half-naked sheep herder)

[Scene opens back in the castle]

[SFX: Big wooden doors swinging open and heavy objects being carried]

“Darling? It’s Fenril! I’m home and brought you gifts! Where are you… Let’s see, not the library. Hmph. The library I had BUILT for her. Not the bedroom, sadly. Nor the kitchen, trying to sneak cheese… Wait. Oh, she better not have!”

[SFX: More doors being flung open]

[Your husband storms into the room while you’re trying to clean]

[Pause!]

“Bookworm! What have you done now?!”

[Pause!]

“Yes, I can SEE that you’ve alphabetized my gem collection! Precious versus semiprecious! Natural versus synthetic! Cabochon! Cut! By impurities! It looks FLAWLESS!”

[...?]

[Your husband pauses, frowning, still in a dramatic mid-gesture]

“What? Of course, I mean what I say. It’s absolutely brilliant, truth be told, but now I have more treasure with me and it will all just become a mess again!”

[Pause?]

“Love, I am a dragon. A dragon prince. A newlywed dragon prince. Bringing treasure to your new bride is tradition and, yes, I am still a dragon. Here, look for yourself.”

[You do and are taken aback at the sheer scale]

[Pause!]

[He sighs, rubbing his temple]

“Yes… I remembered your favorite color, so I sought to gather as many precious gems and artifacts in said color. I… have also brought you a horde of your own…”

[SFX: Wood grinding on stone]

[He drags a massive crate across the stone ground]

“Here. These were aboard a ship that was slowly sinking. The Captain agreed to give me them without fuss if I saved his ship and crew. Of course, I was the one that sank it, pish posh, point is, these books are exceptionally rare, per his word.”

[...]

“... Does this not please you? I… I thought you loved books. Fie and ruin, why am I so bad at- mmph!”

[Despite his size and stature, Fenril almost stumbles as you jump into his arms and kiss him]

“Oh! Mmh…? I don’t understand… oh, fuck it!”

[He returns your kiss passionately, tail wrapping around your waist]

“O-Oh my… A kiss from you is everything I dreamed it would be, and more. Oh, my darling little Bookworm, is that it? Is that your secret, mm? A tribute of rare books and your heart is mine?”

[...]

“Not quite yet…? But you take no qualms in exploring this relationship with me, provided I stay civil?”

[Pause]

[He’s quiet for a moment before his wicked smile softens, dreamy]

“...I believe I can live with that, yes… Tell me, darling, are my eyes getting a touch red?”

[Pause]

[He chuckles pleasantly]

“Ah. Then I must take my leave, I think. That kiss got me in a certain… mood, we shall say. Human males might be able to manage said mood with less intensity, but I wish for you to be comfortable here, in your new home… with me. I love you with all of me and the desire…!”

[His smile turns mad for a moment and his eyes flare]

“...is becoming a bit strong. Here is your little key to your little library. It is yours, all of this is yours. And I… am yours.”

[He kisses the back of your hand and you can see him struggling]

“A kiss for your hand… Oops, haha. Tongue almost snuck out. I will see you at supper, darling. Ta.”

[SFX: Big ol’ dragon wings taking off]

[To be continued]

Note: Oh no, I love them