Krel- "I am forever at your disposal, even if it's for one use."
Nirvana- "Till death do us part."
This fanciful story circles around a broken Alpha and an independent Dragon finding how they fit so perfectly together. Of course, the plot is more in...
I find myself one-second hugging Given, and the next with him in my arms. He had let out a cute yelp of surprise at the sudden princess carry. While I, myself, stood frozen, bewildered at my own actions. Looking down at Given, I see his shock is lasting longer than mine.
My mind becomes hazy with our close contact and his overwhelmingly sweet pheromones. I know I am intoxicated, and because of that my mind keeps going back to this one dangerous thought. Which is, the only thing keeping me from touching his skin is a thin layer of clothes... The current warm tingles are not enough.
Without realizing it, I slip a hand under his shirt and slide my fingers along his lower back. Given shivers at the touch. With the skin to skin contact a fiery sensation is born. It spreads through my entire body and I feel warmed from the inside out. What is this feeling?
Was that a bad thing to do?
I don't regret a thing. Maybe I will after my mind clear. With one hand under his thighs and the other still on his lower back, I turn towards the door and carry him inside.
Given lets out a long exhale and tucks his head into the crook of my neck. He then loosely loops his arms around my shoulders. Honest to god can there be a more precious person?
The staff waiting around the corridor of my bedroom give a polite bow and open the doors for us. Not sparing a glance at anything, I walk straight to the bed in the middle of the room and gently lay Given down.
A/N It's still the middle of the day, disregard the sunset.
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The staff must have put away my blankets and extra pillows. Begrudgingly I go to stand up and retrieve them. Given, however, keeps his arms stubbornly fastened around my neck. Softly I grab his arms and unclasp them, bringing them down to his lap. Clumsily he grabs the edges of my shirt.
"Are-are you leaving?" I watch as a slight panic takes ahold of Given's beautiful features. "No," I reassure him. Slowly he lets go with a defeated frown. I go around the corner only for a second to reemerge with a large basket full of fluffy blankets and soft pillows.
With care, I one by one place them around the bed until It is deemed satisfactory. Holding one of the pillows close to himself, Given asks, "Is...is this nesting?" I stop my movements at his question. Wait, what AM I doing??? He's not wrong, just when did I...my eyes look at the nest I just 'made' with Given in the middle.
I clear my throat with slight embarrassment before answering. "Yes, it is a form of nesting." Given gives a shy smile before looking down at his hands again. Well, at least this isn't as embarrassing as it would have been if he were my kind.
