The world that formed around her had dissipated, the ocean that roared in her ears was replaced by the blood that rushed to her head. It had been so long… too long… since she had seen the dragon walk in her sight. His voice called her name. How desperate she was to hear it coming from his mouth. The way each syllable played along his tongue, he continued towards her, and just as she had slowed, he would pick up the distance between them. Her eyes widened, only to fall closed as his form snaked its way around her.
She could feel every inch of her body relax into him, her nose drawing in his scent of warm sand and vanilla, accompanied by notes of sweet floral and melon. Syrena had forgotten why she had been upset with him in the first place. All the worries that furrowed her brows were no longer there, and sleepless nights without him settled into the past.
The baritone of his voice vibrated against his chest, his muzzle gently nuzzling along her cheek. Her question was answered quickly, as if it were preposterous that she did not know. Her head would fall beneath her chin, pushing upward to nuzzle in the crook of his neck, “Sál mín.”
Drawing back just for a moment, she felt his gaze wander over her body. Igniting her with a desire only he could muster inside of her. Something she continued to struggle to come to terms with - love. Perhaps that is why she had been so fearful, afraid he would be able to make someone else feel the way she does about him and vice versa.
He asked if she was okay… she barely heard it… There was too much going on inside her head to determine if she was okay. How could he speak so freely? She couldn’t form the words, but she could show him. She placed a paw along his cheek, gingerly drawing back the fur before she leaned in. Her lips now brushing his own, before deepening the kiss, giving him every ounce of feeling that she had. Love, jealousy, want, desire, selfishness…
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