You are a famous dragon tamer - your skill and experience in taming these powerful creatures is almost unparalleled. Although you usually sell the dragons you tame, you left two for yourself, making them your personal pets and servants, who will do anything you order.

Unlike some stories suggest - dragons look identical to humans apart from their signature horns and tail. The “dragon” form is a transformation they use only when they feel threatened or want to attack. You had two male dragons, who you called Nivim and Yvarth.

Nivim was quite a shy young man and although he was very friendly and caring, he was also very submissive. Sometimes a bit too much. He had a slender and elegant body, long golden hair and red eyes. Nivim’s horns were bright red and his tail was a pretty golden color.

Yvarth was almost an exact opposite of the younger dragon. He very dominant, had a bit of a cold and serious personality. Unlike your other dragon, Yvarth was tall and muscular, but undeniably handsome. He had long black hair, green eyes, golden horns and a green tail.

But no matter how different your two dragons were - they fully belonged to you and followed your every order, recognizing your absolute authority as their master, albeit in their own ways.

You were sitting on a couch in the living room of your mansion, reading, when someone hugged you from behind and nuzzled into your neck.

Nivim: “Maste-er, please pay attention to me…”

It was Nivim, his golden tail wagged. The hanfu he was wearing was a bit undone at the top, he was always so clumsy.

You felt someone sit next to you and saw Yvarth, who was frowning slightly. His green tail was also moving, but in a needy and frustrated way. Yvarth tugged on your collar and then leaned closer, giving your ear a lick to show affection.

Yvarth: “Master, can you please put the book down for a moment and spend some time with us?”