Desolation [manxman] DRAFT

Chapter 17

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Chapter 17

My back hurt like a bitch as I woke up. I definitively needed to throw out this couch and maybe even the rest of my vintage furnishings. My two labs were the only rooms decked out with something hat could be somewhat considered the latest trend but that was only because I needed to have new equipment to be able to do research. The rest of the house was old. Or better used. I liked it but it just further emphasized how I was stuck in the past and it infected my house.

"My house needs a makeover." I said out loud as I felt Alexios shift next to me.

"Glad to know that is the first thing you think about in the morning." I heard him say sleepily.

He burrowed his face in the crook of my neck, sighing heavily. I smiled and reached up to caress his curls, slowly running my fingers through. Compared to my unkempt, tangled locks his were silky smooth and soft to the touch. I wished my hair was that nice. I felt him kiss my neck at the spot where he bit me. The skin there was irritated and more sensitive than before, making me arch my back against him.

"You know what else I am thinking of?" I purred, seductively.

"What?" He whispered.

"Alien marathon!" I chirped, kicking the blankets back.

"No!" He groaned, leaning back..

He lost balace and fell off the couch, smacking into the ground like an octopus or any other animal that doesn't have bones. It certainly wasn't made to sleep on and even less appropriate for two people. He huffed and just laid there for a few seconds, looking absolutely miserable. I rested my head on the couch, looking down on him with a smirk.

"Are you alright?" I asked, amused.

"If I say no, am I getting out of watching these movies?" He tried, eyebrows lifting hopefully.

"Nope. I'd spoon feed you while watching them, though." I offered. "LIke the baby you are."

He laughed and propped himself up on one arm, smiling at me. His eyes were twinkling at me with an inviting smile, trying to coax me out of my shell. I had enough of giving away my secrets and exposing my soul to him for now and wouldn't continue unloading my emotional garbage onto him for now. I didn't want to drive him away.

"Fine. I will go out after breakfast and buy some snacks for us to eat."  He remarked.

"Can you get me some dragon eggs, please?" I asked, fluttering my eyes at him.

I really wanted that spicy fruit chew. Of course the candy didn't contain actual dragon eggs, that was a whole other delicacy that I wouldn't want to touch. Those eggs were actually fertilized, cut out the pregant dragons body and served without being cooked. If you were really unlucky you'd open up your egg and the embryo was still alive. If you wanted to get rich really fast, get your hands on a few dragon pairings and sell the rare eye scale combinations like black scales and golden eyes or white scales and fuchsia eyes into slavery and the less valuable ones off to restaurants.

"Sure." He said, rolling his eyes at my poor attempt to woo him and got up.

I sat up, wrapping the blanket around my shoulders, stretching my body and losening up the muscles in my back. They were still tense and cramping a bit from the torture I put them through tonight. I yawned and snuggled deeper into the blanket cocoon that provided me with that delicious warmth.

"How about yogurt pancakes for breakfast?" He asked. "However we don't have any topings. Basically we just have the ingredients for the batter but nothing else."