The Sapphire Dragon

Chapter 4

      Katsuki was… tired, to say the least. Meeting after meetings. Not as much conversation happened between him and Akira today. So, he decided to go to his private bathing room when, on his way, he heard something he hadn't heard in a long time - music coming from the music room. He immediately ran to the room, hoping it was maybe a spirit or his mother alive and well. But, to his unfortunate luck, he had not found anything of the sort, but his soon-to-be wife playing the song his mother taught him, Claire de Lune. All Katsuki could see was red, anger, and sadness.
      "What in the fuck are you doing?!" he shouted in his gruff voice. Once her sapphire blue eyes met his ruby ones, his heart felt pain and regret, but he also felt betrayal and anger. He continued, "I thought they told you never to come in here!!"
      "N-no! I never knew I wasn't supposed to-" Akira started.
      "Would you stop stuttering and speak clearly?! God damn, you're so annoying when you stutter!!" Katsuki shouted. Akira gasped softly as tears formed in her eyes. He continued, "Do you have any idea what this room is?! HM?!" Akira shook her head. Katsuki grumbled," It was my mother's music room." He stopped when he noticed that when he raised his hand to gesture towards the room, Akira closed her eyes and backed away, tears rolling down her face like a waterfall. Katsuki sighed and started to say, "Look, I-"
      "Don't touch me…" Akira said as she pushed his hand away. She started to walk away as she said, "I'm not allowed in the library. Now I guess I'm not allowed to mourn my dad."
      'Fuck…' Katsuki thought. He reached after Akira but it was too late. She was gone. He put his hand down by his side and sighed. He sat down on the seat of the piano and ran a hand through his hair.

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    "Really, Katsuki! You're gonna drive me insane! You really wanna hear it again?" his mother chuckled.
       "Yeah! I like that one," the little ash-blonde blonde boy said with a smile. His mother chuckled and said, "Alright. But one last time."

      His big hand traced over the lid of the piano as he remembered all the times his mother played for him.
      "Mom. Wish you were here right about now…" He grumbled sadly. "What should I do?..."

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      The skies turned gray as rain started to fall. Katsuki looked out the window of his room, trying to figure out how to cheer Akira up and how to apologize.
      'Over a fucking piano…' he thought to himself. He ran his hands through his hair as he laid down on the bed. That was until he thought of a great plan.
      'Yeah, who wouldn't love that idea?' Katsuki smirked to himself. He got up and got his clothes on.

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      The rain died down a bit as Katsuki and Akira walked to the dragon's den.
      "I don't want to do anything right now…" Akira grumbled. Katsuki held onto her small wrist as he chuckled, "You're gonna be eating your words soon, princess." He stood Akira right in the center of the grounds as he said, "Alright. Now, open your eyes." The princess did and her eyes widened. Dragons of different sizes, shapes, and colors were flying, landing, snacking, eating, napping, anything a dragon would do!
      "D-dragons! Didn't realize you had so many!" Akira stammered both from fear and amazement. Katsuki laughed as he exclaimed, "'Course I have many dragons! I'm the fucking dragon kind after all!" As soon as he said that, his dragon landed behind him, red scales sparkling in the sunlight starting to peek from the clouds. The young king saw and laughed.
      "There's my girl!" he proudly exclaimed. "And this is my #1 girl. Meet Missy."
      "Aw! That's such a normal-sounding name for you! I didn't expect that!" Akira gushed with a soft smile.
      "It's short for Missile Launcher," Katsuki chuckled. Akira's smile fell as she said, "OK. So we're just seeing dragons? OK. Cool." Katsuki made his usual "tch" sound as he claimed onto Missy. He held his hand out for Akira to take it.
      "That's not all, dumbass," he grumbled. Akira smiled softly and took his hand as she tried to get on the dragon. She did it with the help of Katsuki. Before Akira could ask any more questions, the young king told Akira, "Hold on tight."
      "Wait what?" Akira asked before they took off flying. She squeaked and held onto Katsuki's waist tightly. Katsuki chuckled, expecting that reaction. But then his smile fell as he remembered how his past fiances felt about these types of surprises. All ended up more distant and eventually left him at the altar. After a few minutes, he felt Akira's soft hands leave his waist. He looked behind him and saw Akira looking around with a small smile on her face. He thought his heart skipped a beat.
      "What are you smilin' bout?" he grumbled.
      "It's beautiful up here. Beyond the clouds. I've read about it and dreamt about it but this is way better," Akira said. Katsuki blushed a bit but looked forward again.

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      The trip ended shortly as Akira said "That was nice. Thank you."
      "Yep. Don't mention it," Katsuki grunted.  Akira walked beside Katsuki as she muttered, "I'm sorry for going into the music room. I didn't even know I wasn't allowed in there."
      "Nah. You're fine I guess," Katsuki grumbled. "Sorry for blowing up at ya like I did."
      "I get it. You don't want anyone in a room where your deceased loved ones usually spent their time," Akira said. "Don't worry. I'm the same way." Katsuki looked at her but she just kept looking forward. He looked forward again as well.

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      That night, the young king had dreams he never thought he'd have - sweet and loving ones. No nightmares just happy and dandy dreams. Safe to say, he slept peacefully that night.

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      The chatter filled the room as each king, queen, and monarch and their advisors chattered amongst one another. The chatter stopped once Katsuki entered the room and sat down.
      "Alright, you extras. I don't wanna be here all day so make this meeting snappy," the king grumbled. Everyone nodded as the first royal to stand was a woman, hair in a bun.
      "Your fellow highness," the queen started. "I'm still waiting on those rations you and your advisor promised us 3 moons ago. My soldiers and I are getting quite irritated with the fact they haven't arrived yet."
      "Have you considered maybe because I'm being forced to marry someone that I haven't gotten to that yet?! I have people coming to me left and right making me plan a fucking wedding!" the king snarled. His advisor leaned down and said, "Uh sire. That's not the only reason we haven't gotten them. The ranchers are on strike again." Katsuki pinched his nose bridge as he grumbled, "Of course." He looked at the queen as he said, "We'll get your fucking rations, Queen Kaji, when the ranchers aren't on strike." The queen nodded and said, "O-oh. Right. My sincerest apologies. I forget you have strikes and protests, your highness." She sat back down. Then, a green-haired man stood and said, "Kacchan, I still need to know when we can have that bal-"
      "WE'LL PLAN IT WHEN WE GET TO IT, SHITTY DEKU!!!"
      "O-ok! Ok!" the man squeaked as he sat back down.

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      After 5 hours, the meeting was finally over. Katsuki sat at his throne and grumbled with frustration.
      'These fucking extras are driving me insane…' he thought to himself as he leaned his head back. He then started thinking about Akira and yesterday afternoon. He thought about how soft her hands were. How her wrist fit so easily in one hand. He began to think if they'd fit in both hands. He began to wonder how her hands would feel wrapped around his hard throbbing cock. He sat up and shook his head.
      'Don't be a pervert now, Bakugou!! You barely even know her!' he told himself. But he couldn't help but let his mind wander to how she would feel close to his body. Would she be tight? Would she be too small? They do have a Height difference with him being 6'1 and her being 5'0. The straining in his pants caused him to lose focus to trying to push those thoughts away. He looked around for anyone - no one. Not a single person. He growled to himself, "Gods, forgive for what I'm gonna do." He undid his belt and quickly undid the button and zipper of his pants. He slowly slid down the jeans and let his hard cock spring out, tip already leaking pre cum.
      "Fuck..." he cursed to himself. He wrapped a hand around the shaft and inhaled through his teeth. He squeezed a bit harder as he slowly started to stroke his dick. He did this motion for a bit before he started panting and groaning.
      "Oh fuuuuck~..." he groaned as he sped up. As he went faster, he squeezed a little tighter, bringing him closer and closer to his release. He closed his eyes and pictured Akira bouncing up and down on his cock with his hands on her hips.

     "Fuck!!~" she would scream. He went faster.
      "You're such a good little slut~ You like that?~ Yeah?~" Katsuki would groan. He stroked his dick faster until he couldn't take it anymore and came all over his abs with a shout and a loud, "FUCK!!~" He let go of his hand and sat back, panting. He looked at his cum covered hand and abs as he groaned to himself, "You're such a fucking pervert, Bakugou..."

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