Crown of Dahlias

A Conference of Dragons

Kieren and Val pressed warm, deep kisses against the other's lips. Sharing breaths, feeling the warmth of their beloved's skin. Kieren arching his back at the slide of Val's fingers brushing against the onyx scales of his spine.

A whimper fell from Kieren's lips, Val sliding his cock from the wet pussy of his Drakain. Lips brushing, Val's white gold eyes were entranced at his gorgeous Drakain. Pressing one last kiss against red luscious lips, the two had to slowly separate and get out of bed. The moon had dropped low, but it was still far earlier than Kieren should have been awake for a Drakain.

Gentle touches passed between them in the shower, Kieren closing his eyes at the feel of Val's lips leaving a trail of kisses over his throat scales. He had to eventually shoo his mate out of the shower to properly clean himself while Val did the rest of his morning routine. Once his Drake had left to change into clothes, Kieren went about his own routine to further wake himself up.

Walking out while squeezing the ends of his hair with a towel, Kieren walked into the closet to find Val getting on his shoes. Ezra and Launie had divided and conquered in trimming their hair, and Kieren and Haelan's hair, while they had all been hiding together. Kieren's was short in the back with framing bang pieces. His horns gleamed prettily, standing out clearly.

Slipping on a white gold nightgown and flats, Kieren looked to see his Drake scowling at Kieren's old, white gold cloak. He had it pinched between his fingers like it was something dirty Kieren rolling his eyes.

"I never wanted you cloaked again. To hide yourself," Val said. Kieren smiled softly at his Drake.

"It is only for a moment."

Val pouted while still scowling, Kieren chuckling at his silly Drake.

"I would hope some of the memories you have of me with this cloak were good," Kieren chuckled, Val just downright pouting now. Kieren laughed sweetly, hugging his Drake around the waist.

"If you pout any longer your face will freeze that way. Then how will I kiss you?" Looking up at his gorgeous life mate, Kieren pouted and scowled, trying to match his Drake's facial expression. Hopping up onto his tip toes he tried to kiss Val while pouting, his Drake breaking out into a smile. A deep chuckle left him, lifting Kieren to spin him around.

Begrudgingly placing the cloak around his Drakain, the hood was no longer able to hide Kieren's eyes because of his horns. Tangling their fingers together, the two slipped out of their room and through the citadel. Winter would be upon them, a layer of frost on the rooftops and the ground. Kieren was now conscious of what his Drake had told him before. That Drakain were nimble and very quiet on their feet. He could not hear his own steps while walking next to Val, smiling giddily as his Drake side eyed him. Val squeezed his hand, Kieren making sure the only sound around them was from a single pair of footsteps.

Eileen's workshop came into view, the two making their way up the stairs in the building. It was much warmer in there, the other Drakain and their mates inside already.

All the Drakain were cloaked in white. Xan and Launie were hugging each other, Launie's eyes continuously drooping. Jarek was holding Haelan in his arms who was softly snoring. Kanoa was holding Ezra against him by his hip, fingers absently drawing doodles there. Ezra had one eye open that was drowsily opening and closing. The Drakes seemed to be totally fine getting such little sleep, Kieren tired himself.

"Ah! You're all here now," Eileen bustling over from the back workroom.

"Do we get to see-" Launie yawning in the middle of his sentence, "our Drake's outfits?"

Xan astutely scowled, Kieren giggling at Xan looking just like Val did this morning.

"If we can't see you in your outfits than you don't get to see ours," Xan huffed, Launie pouting up at his mate. Xan promptly pinched Launie on the tush who yelped, slapping his Drake's chest.