Tails

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Ali's POV

I woke up slowly, blinking my eyes until my vision cleared, and looked around. I was laying on something jagged, but not too jagged, more like smooth and circular. I turned over onto my right side and hit something with the back of my hand, it was smooth but rough at the same time. "Ow," Gerard said as he began laughing. I opened my eyes again and realized how close I was to him, my nose was barely touching his. I opened my mouth and laughed too, I'd hit him on his side, his bad side.

"Whoops, heh." I said. He smiled and kissed me quickly on my lips before sitting up and looking around. I felt an odd, snakelike, creature slithering around my feet and up my legs. It made its way up to my hips and scooted me even closer, and when I looked down a large red scaly tail was wrapping around my stomach. I looked up and smiled, Gerard smiled as he kissed me again. This time he sat up and I was pulled up to.

"Whoo, that was oddly comfortable." I said.

Gerard smiled and looked down the large towering pile of treasure, I did the same staring in amazement at our height. We were at least fifty feet in the air, most likely higher and it almost made me puke. Gerard must have read my mind because he pulled me back over into the middle of the dip like an injured fawn. "So you're an injured fawn now, cool." He said as he put his arm around me, his body heat warmed me up like a little heater. I laughed and snuggled against his chest, he tensed up slightly before pulling me closer.

"Yeah, I guess I am. But at least I'm your injured fawn." I said kissing his cheek before readjusting my legs overtop his. This is one of the rare moments where I'd be so comfortable where I am and who I'm with that I'll let all of my borders down, and be the most intimate self I've ever been. Gerard can easily sense this and he tightens his hug around my shoulders and connects my left leg with his tail. We sit like this for around a half an hour, just hugging and sitting until his stomach growls. I giggle as we sit up and he looks down again, I can tell by his heartbeat that he's clearly not quite co for table with the height.

"If you don't like how tall it is, why'd you build it so high?" I asked putting a hand on his shoulder. He chuckled and looked back, my hand slips down his arm to his hands and I wait for his answer.

"Well, I was a dragon every time I worked on it so it wasn't that high, and I'm not scared." He said.

"You are, and your anxiety is clamming up my muscles... so I need you to calm down." He says grabbing both my hands and squeezing them tightly. When I realized what he meant, that we had a physical psychic link, I took a deep breath in, and out. Breathing as slowly as I could I closed my eyes, just thinking of all the good times we've had together, all the happy times. Even the scary times where I was having a near death experience, I was either with him, or he was near me. The memory of the hospital, and his house when we were asleep in the bed together. That thought sent a sudden shiver down my back, but then a smile spread across my lips as I felt his long arms stretch around me. As he held me tight I could feel something-something odd and unexplainable-swishing, but it wasn't just swishing, it felt like it was a part of me.

Suddenly I felt my feet touch the ground, I opened my eyes and realized that he had his wings out, and he had flown me down. But his face wasn't as it should've been, his expression was filled with surprise, and fear, and joy. A nameless mood that is filled with so many expressions at once, leaves him speechless. When he goes silent I notice that it's happening again, that swishing, and now I can feel it, and sort of control it. He nods towards my right and looks into my eyes with tears in his own.

"What is it, what's wrong?" I asked more nervous than that of himself. I squeezed his arm and repositioned myself, ready myself to see what ever it is. As I begin turning my head the swishing stops and the thing is to my right, and to my horror and surprise, and fear, and joy I know what it is.

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