Date: Tue, 6 Dec 2016 09:30:36 -0500
From: Tripp Savidge <trippsavidge@gmail.com>
Subject: Dancing with the Dragon, Chapter 13: Traditions

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Dancing with the Dragon
Chapter 13: Traditions
by Tripp Savidge

"So I'll see you later?" Skye asked. He didn't like being separated, even
if it was just for the day.

"Absolutely, but Taleel will be there for you tonight. He made it very
clear to me that it was 'his turn'," Jerrick said with a laugh. "I think
he misses you little sparrow."

"I miss him too but Garrett even more. I never thought it would be this
hard."

"Personally, I think I got the best part of the deal," Jerrick said as he
wrapped Skye in a hug.

"I rather liked having you to myself. Just don't get any ideas about your
freedom - I expect to have you back," Skye cautioned.

"I wouldn't have it any other way. Oh, Kwill will be going in with me -
he said to tell you that he would meet up with you later. As soon as
you've gotten ready and eaten, the guards and Kleitos will escort you
into the city. You'll meet with the Emperor's secretary, Serat, then
they'll take you to meet the priests."

"Secretary?"

"Something like a Chamberlain, he keeps the Emperor's schedule, ensures
he has everything he needs. He handles all communications to and from the
Emperor. He also oversees his Gentleman of the Bedchamber."

Skye snorted. "That sounds sketch."

"No, no. It's like Dillon - his room steward or valet. No double entendre
was intended. You just have a dirty mind."

"Having you in my arms has that effect on me," Skye teased with a squeeze
to Jerrick's ass.

"Well I need to go. I sent Dillon down to get you some breakfast. You
look a little pale this morning. Did Kleitos wear you out?"

"No, think I'm just hungry. Kleitos was sweet, though it does give a
whole new meaning to marrying into the family. I am torn between thinking
it's wonderful and thinking it's really perverted," Skye laughed as he
begrudgingly released Jerrick. "He wanted to check on River again before
he got ready - he left just before you got here."

Skye saw Jerrick to the door and gave a warm greeting to Jos and Mica.
"Hey, I'm going to get a quick shower. It shouldn't be too long and we
can leave as soon as Kleitos returns."

"Yes sir. Dillon already set everything out for you before he went to
fetch breakfast," Jos said with a bow.

Skye enjoyed the massage of the warm water on his body and forced himself
to be quick, regardless of how good it felt. He turned off the water and
leaned against the wall to catch his balance as the world started to
spin. He managed to wrap a towel around himself and then had to kneel as
even the wall was not enough to steady him. "Help..." he called out
weakly.

Mica was there almost immediately. "Sir... Sir, are you okay? What's
wrong?"

"Too dizzy... can't stand."

"Sir, please look at me," Mica coaxed. Putting a gentle touch under
Skye's chin.

"Shit! Jos - call down for nectar right away. Tell them it's urgent!"
Mica yelled.

Skye tried to focus and looked into the beautiful blue eyes, the handsome
chiseled face highlighted in moving rainbows and he started feeling all
tingly. "God, you are beautiful."

"It's the change sir. I think you waited too long to eat. Dillon should
be back soon with food and we'll get you some nectar - then you'll start
feeling better. Let me help you up. Do you want to go to the chair or the
bed?"

"Bed."

Mica lifted Skye and carried him to the bed. As Mica tried to set him
down, Skye wrapped his body around Mica and kissed him, pulling Mica onto
the bed with him.

Skye captured the warm soft lips and ran his fingers into the golden
blond hair causing it to come out of its queue and tumble around his
face. It's like warm sunlight. He thought as the silky hair brushed
around his face. He probed the warm mouth and sucked at Mica's tongue.
Even through the heavy uniform, he could feel Mica's body responding to
him.

Mica managed to pull back. "Sir, please. It's the change sir - you don't
want to do this Sir."

"You're wrong. I want you so badly I can't think of anything else. Let me
show you," Skye whispered and then pushed his thoughts and desires into
Mica's mind while his hands unfastened his uniform.

Mica let out a loud moan as Skye's thoughts rolled over him.

"Stop fighting it Mica. It's too late - he's too far into the change. I'm
sorry you'll just have to let him," Jos called from across the room.

"But I don't want to fight him..." Mica pleaded. "Jos... please help me."

Skye had managed to get Mica half naked and was running his hands over
the muscled golden chest and back. "Please Mica. I want you naked." So
muscled - just like Garrett, with a beautiful v torso and narrow hips,
and those pecs.

Mica pulled off his boots and stripped off the rest of his clothing as
Skye watched.

My god, he's even more beautiful than I imagined. He looks like he should
be on a tropical beach with a surfboard. That's what I'll call him... my
surfer dude, my champion, the surfer dude.

"My surfer dude," Skye whispered out loud. Skye reached up and pulled
Mica toward him. He wrapped his hands around Mica's head and kissed him,
rolling him onto his back.

"What's a surfer dude?" Mica asked in confusion.

"Where I come from, it's a beautiful, athletic young man with a gorgeous
body, beautiful hair and a free spirit. The kind of man we fantasize
about having sex with," Skye said as he kissed down the golden body.

"I like that. I would be thrilled to be your surfer dude Sir," Mica said
before returning Skye's kiss. "May I take you in my mouth Sir?"

"There are no 'Sirs' in the bed Mica. And yes you can, but is that what
you really want?"

"Very much," Mica responded as he pushed Skye onto his back and began
kissing and licking down his body before taking his swollen cock into his
mouth. Skye gave a groan of pleasure as Mica sucked.

Skye looked at the handsome face and watched as he took him into his
mouth and licked him. He must know it will make him even more aroused,
but who am I to complain about such an enthusiastic blow job. By the time
he's done he'll be up for anything I want. "May I suck you at the same
time?" Skye asked.

"You would do that?"

Skye snorted. "Hell yes." They adjusted into a sixty-nine with Mica
kneeling over Skye. "What a beautiful cock you have..." Skye said before
sucking in the golden dick. He ran his hands along Mica's thighs as he
sucked and then up to his ass and started squeezing and stroking the
golden bubble butt. Skye started teasing Mica's hole and was rewarded
with more vigorous sucking on his dick.

Mica had started following Skye's lead and was caressing his ass and
fingering his hole as he sucked.

Skye let the thoughts drift by and tried to pay attention enough to know
if he needed to make any adjustments - but so far it was everything Mica
had hoped for. He was already looking forward to being fucked, something
he'd fantasized about but thought would never happen. Oh, sweet surfer
dude, you have no idea. Skye started sucking harder and letting Mica go
deeper into his throat as he felt him building to a climax. The feel of
the cock in his mouth and the round globed ass in his hands was enough to
push Skye to the edge and he felt Mica heading the same way. He felt the
first squirt hit the back of his throat and savored the taste as he
swallowed. Skye couldn't help but cry out as his own orgasm hit and he
pumped his load into Mica's sucking mouth.

When they were both spent they adjusted and held each other tightly as
they resumed kissing. Skye could sense the arousal building in Mica -
even more quickly than it usually hit Garrett. His body was already hard
again and his breathing was rapid. "What do you want first? Me in you or
you in me?"

"That is not my place to say Sir."

Skye bit his nipple in response causing a surprised cry. "Fortunately I
can read minds," Skye said as he lifted his hips and pulled Mica against
him - grabbing Mica's cock and putting it to his hole. "Can you take it
from here?"

Mica slid himself in and kissed Skye as he slid deep. "Holy Father
Dragon! You're like... damn."
Skye silenced him by squeezing with his ass and kissing him soundly
before pushing up on his chest and capturing a nipple in his mouth -
which he sucked and licked with determination. He loved the feeling of
Mica inside him, his muscled body fucking him with such need. He was
nicely sized - about the same as River but the body surrounding that cock
was amazing. He loved seeing the muscles ripple as Mica fucked him, the
tight smooth abs, the strong arms and legs and that beautiful golden cock
- sliding in and out of him.

"Father Dragon," Mica repeated over and over as he panted.

Skye enjoyed the steady stream of dragon milk he sucked from the engorged
nipple - knowing that while he thought the taste was wonderful, the
effect on Mica was almost overwhelming. Mica whimpered when Skye moved to
the other nipple.

In the background, Skye heard the door and Dillon's soft voice.

"I brought you breakf..."

Skye picked up a little of Dillon's thoughts, he had just seen them in
their throes of passion and was dumbstruck. He didn't know what to do.
Skye could feel Dillon's body responding, his lust building as he
wondered what it must feel like and whether or not he'd ever get the
chance. He sensed Dillon heading toward the table to set the food down.
Skye probed a little deeper and let his mind brush against Dillon's body
- running his mental hand down his stomach to his groin and the growing
cock. I wonder what his cock is like... is it as smooth and slender as he
is? What would it taste like? Skye started fantasizing about sucking
Dillon, while his lips were wrapped around Mica's nipple, his dick
filling his ass.

Mica gasped as his orgasm struck and he blew his load deep into Skye.

Skye held him tightly imagining that the milk was Dillon's own sweet load
squirting into his mouth. He gently released the swollen nib and let Mica
kiss him.

"That was the most amazing sex I've ever had," Mica confessed between
kisses.

"We're not done yet my champion. You still owe me your sweet hole."

"Gladly," Mica said as he moved up and began rubbing his ass up and down
against Skye. Skye was already dripping from Mica's attention to his ass
so it took no time before Mica's tight hole opened and took him in.

"You feel so good, so tight," Skye said as the warm flesh wrapped him
tightly. The nubs were stroking and teasing his cock. "I want your
flutter inside me."

"But Sir... that's... that's only for a bond-mate," Mica said in
surprise.

"I like how it feels. If you don't mind," Skye coaxed, knowing it would
make it more intense for Mica as well.

"I would be honored," Mica said and Skye felt the nub begin prodding its
way in.

Mica began riding in earnest and Skye lie back and enjoyed watching the
beautiful, sculpted body above him. He heard a small moan and when he
looked to the side, he saw Jos, with a look of envy and lust clear on his
face. Skye pushed a little and felt Jos's arousal, knew how incredibly
hard he was, how his own ass was twitching as he imagined himself in
Mica's place. That's an idea. Skye thought and began imagining being
sandwiched between the two of them, his dick deep in Jos's ass as Mica
fucked him. He knew how Mica felt and could only imagine how good and
tight Jos must be. He was even more muscled than Mica, a little stockier,
his skin edging more toward bronze with beautiful red-gold hair. His ass
was large and round - Skye thought it would feel very good... to buried
deep inside him.

Mica's first anal orgasm hit and his body began spasming around Skye's
cock. Skye lifted and began meeting the thrusts as his own body reached
the peak. He leaned up and kissed Mica's chest and neck as Mica rode him,
Skye used his fingers to pull and tug at the sensitive swollen nipples.
Mica's second anal orgasm hit, and the tightening of his ass brought Skye
over the edge. Skye felt his body pumping his load into Mica's flutter as
it struggled to suck it all in. He pulled Mica to him and kissed him as
they lie in each other's arms.

"Skye, can you drink this for me?" Kleitos asked.

Skye opened his eyes, surprised to see Kleitos peering over Mica's
shoulder. He just left to get ready... how'd he get back so soon.

"Uhm... I'm so sorry Your Majesty. Please forgive me," Mica said in panic
as he tried to extricate himself from Skye's arms - ending up tangled in
the bed clothes.

"Relax Mica and lie still. Stay with Skye a moment please," Kleitos said.

Skye sat up, and took the goblet from Kleitos and brought it to his lips.
He drank deeply and could feel the cool liquid sliding all the way down.
He returned the goblet to Kleitos and pulled Mica's arms more tightly
around his waist and then noticed he was glowing. Not just Mica, both of
them.

"Holy shit," Skye said holding out his arm and turning it over as he
looked. "I'm glowing."

"It's okay Skye that's normal. Just means you've hit the next stage of
your change."

"But then why is Mica glowing."

Kleitos snickered and then paused for a moment. "When a dragon has
really, really good sex, with another dragon or magic creature it can
cause us to begin the change. Usually it only gets as far as glowing, but
if our partner starts to change it can bring it on for both. That's why
we cautioned you when you were with Nik."

"But Garrett... Taleel... Jerrick... You. No one else ever glowed."

"I assure you that is no reflection on the sex. Our bodies just didn't
recognize you as 'dragon', Mica's obviously did. You've hit the next
plateau."

"Oh. So not bad then?"

"No. But you need to eat as soon as you're able. When one hunger isn't
sated, the other can get pushy."

Skye blushed. "Sorry. Guess I owe Mica an apology..."

Kleitos gave Skye an odd smile and shook his head. "I wouldn't. I think
he seems very happy with the outcome but Jos and Dillon may be feeling a
little awkward."

"May I help you to the table sir? I could carry you," Mica asked looking
up at Skye as his head nuzzled into Skye's hip.

"I can walk but it would be nice to have you to lean on," Skye said as he
lifted Mica's chin while he leaned in and kissed him.

Skye's senses started coming back as he ate and he noticed new guards in
the room. They seemed to be helping Jos, and Kleitos was talking quietly
with Dillon - who looked like he was terribly upset about something.
Kleitos sent Dillon out of the room and returned.

"What did I miss? Something happen to Jos and Dillon?" Skye asked.

"Keep eating. And yes - you happened," Kleitos said with raised eyebrows.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you remember?" Kleitos asked.

"Sorry, no. I remember Mica," Skye said as he gave a big smile to his
surfer dude.

"Don't start again or we'll be late. Mica, why don't you clean up and get
ready. You will be going into the city with us." Kleitos sat down
opposite Skye. "When you were with Mica, you started mentally... uhm...
projecting? Sorry, this is new to me. In short, you mentally had sex with
both Jos and Dillon bringing orgasms to both. Before you get upset, know
that they are fine with it and didn't object in the least. However, they
think they both failed you. Jos because he is supposed to protect you and
Dillon because he blames himself for you not eating."

"That's just ridiculous. And what do you mean I gave them orgasms. I was
with Mica."

"Skye I don't know how. I'm guessing it's tied into your telepathic
gifts. But Dillon says he had a life-like daydream of you going down on
him and he said it was so real he thought it happened. Same with Jos - he
said you slid inside him and t
hat it felt as real as if it had actually happened."
Skye blushed and felt a little ill. "I did sort of fantasize about doing
that when I was with Mica. But I certainly never thought it would affect
them for real."

"Now you know to be careful with your fantasies. At least until you know
how to control them."

Skye laughed and gave Kleitos his best evil leer.

"What? Skye what are you thinking? I know it has to do with sex, I can
feel that much."

"So I'm thinking of our next family dinner. I sit all nice and proper-
like next to Garrett, being the perfect bond-mate. Meanwhile, I fantasize
about seducing you, sucking you, fucking you and riding your cock - right
up through dessert."

"You wouldn't!"

"Oh hell yeah. Eventually anyway. Need to understand the control part
first - wouldn't want to have it spill over to the parents. Just think
how much fun it will be."


*   Scene 2   *

Skye managed to corner both Jos and Dillon before heading to the tube. He
apologized profusely for taking advantage of them without their leave and
swore he would do his best never to do it again. To which they responded
they didn't mind and he could whenever he wanted and if he would rather
do it for real - that was good too. Skye also insisted that Dillon
accompany him to the Palace after clearing that it was appropriate with
the seneschal and Argos.

The ride was a little more interesting than usual just because of the
thoughts Skye kept picking up from the men around him. Jos fantasized
about doing things for real, Mica kept thinking of what he'd do if he got
another chance and what might be new or different. But what was almost
too much was a well thought out scenario involving the love spring that
left Skye breathing hard and squeezing Kleitos's leg.

Even Dillon just stared at him - fantasizing about almost every act,
position and a few things that even Skye never thought of.

It got to the point that Kleitos finally put an end to it. He described
in detail the torture he would bring about if they ended up in a group
orgy because if they kept it up, that was the only possible outcome. He
then pulled out a travel beverage container and had Skye drink more
nectar until his thoughts were back under control.


*   Scene 3   *

"Please Skye. Try to think about something other than sex when you're
with Serat. I have no idea how he'd respond. He's a rather prissy, grumpy
old dragon," Kleitos pleaded as they waited in the ante-chamber to
Serat's office.

"If you can get all the men around me to stop thinking about sex, then I
won't have such a hard time. Including you. I'm trying really hard to
block but it keeps leaking through. It may also be worse since I can feel
Garrett is nearby. And if you think my thoughts are raunchy... well he's
just gone over the edge."

Kleitos snickered and smiled. "Some things never change. You are really
the perfect match for him."

"Hey... wait. Was that a compliment or an insult? I hear your words but I
also get..."

The door opened and Serat called them into his office, interrupting Skye.

"Master Eklund, Your Majesty. I see you have escort duty today. Guards,
you may remain outside my door." He directed Skye and Kleitos to chairs
near his desk and then sat down.

"I promise to be brief. Master Eklund I thought you should know that you
will have a number of meetings following the festivities. I am handling
your schedule for now, but eventually I can either assign someone or you
can select your own secretary. On the list so far is: Vice Admiral
Bresel, Admiral Constantine, the Psion Ambassador Jafarl, and the Were
Ambassador Shilo Pride. But there will likely be more - especially from
the intergalactic media, wanting pictures and interviews."

"Can't I use Garrett's secretary and should I know any of these people or
why they want to talk with me?" Skye asked nervously wondering what
trouble he might be in.

Serat snorted and Kleitos laughed into his hand. "Garrett has defaulted
to letting me assign someone to him... whom he also chooses to ignore.
Perhaps you can do better?"

"Yes sir. Can someone advise how I go about choosing a secretary?"

"Yes I would be glad to do so or you can ask Jerrick for assistance - he
would be an excellent judge of candidates. I will also give you a full
briefing before you meet with anyone; however, please relax. You're about
to come out of your skin. I'll give you a quick comment on each: Vice
Admiral Bresel is in charge of training for any soldiers in the Military
Academy. Likely he wants to discuss options for continuing your training
and certification since you will be alongside Garrett. Admiral
Constantine is head of the Protectorate Patrol and as such is Garrett's
commander when he's on duty. Probably needs to clarify your role and what
you'll do going forward if you're on one of his ships. The Psion
ambassador likely wants to discuss your relationship with your new Psion
liegeman. And for the Were ambassador - sorry, no clue but we'll know
before you set eyes on him."

"Thank you."

"Couple other things. Following the ceremony, tradition requires that you
select a convicted criminal for pardon. You must do it on your own,
without input or help from Prince Garrett. You will be escorted to the
prisons and dungeons where you will make your selection, and then request
it formally of the Emperor during his open audience. We've been doing it
for as long as our history records. No further guidelines. Also, for the
first several cycles and then at various times over the next several
weeks, you will be required to attend the Emperor during open court."

"What does that mean?"

Kleitos laughed. "It means you try not to die of boredom or even look
bored while the rich and famous petition the Emperor for his help with
selfish and petty issues."

Serat cleared his throat while glaring at Kleitos. "It means that you
will sit on a 'throne' at his feet and listen to the petitions of the
people whose cause has been deemed worthy of his attention. He may ask
your opinion or even your decision on cases brought before him - though
he always keeps the final say. He also may use the occasion to introduce
your Truth Seeker and deal with those criminals who acted against you
specifically."

"Oh." Skye had the sinking feeling that those would not be pleasant days
or ones he would even want to remember.

"I will communicate with you through your personal channel and make sure
all appointments are on your calendar with whatever notes I can supply.
Next I believe they will be taking you to the temple city to meet with
the priests. Good news on that front is that they seem to have more
information on your 'condition' than what I could find. They may be able
to advise and give council on what you can expect over the coming months
and how to handle some of your new-found abilities."

"Thank you." I think he just told me they know more about Platinum
Dragons and humans with a dragon form - but I could also be totally
wrong. Though I'm not aware of any other 'condition'.

Skye stepped out of the office feeling overwhelmed already. Mica was
waiting with the travel beverage container in hand. He held it out and
gave Skye the 'look'.

"Again?"

"Yes. You are too close to the change and you'll not likely have any
sexual release until late tonight. I had to do this for my younger
brother before Deca's bonding day and he wasn't nearly as... well let's
just say it will get us through."

Skye gave Mica a look and as curios as he was he controlled himself and
didn't pull the thoughts from him. I never thought it would be so hard
not to read people's thoughts. I hope Kwill has more pointers 'cause this
is getting tough.


*   Scene 4   *

Skye couldn't help but stare as they walked in the old city. The
buildings were like nothing he'd ever seen, huge massive stone structures
that made him feel small and insignificant. Kleitos explained that many
of these buildings were from before the Great War. It was one of the few
sections of the capital that was not damaged. How would I even describe
this to someone without pictures? A cross between roman and high gothic?
The buildings were elegant and graceful while still looking solid.

At the end of the street was one of the tallest buildings he'd seen. It
looked like it was sweeping up toward the sky and the front was
intricately carved with large, colorful glass windows.

"That's where we're going, well actually the building to the right of it.
That's Verdilat Temple," Kleitos said pointing.

"Shit. That's not small and intimate! It's the biggest friggin' church
I've ever seen."

"Actually it is fairly modest. You should see the Hall of Wings, it is
the newest chapel. You could fit four of the Verdilat inside and they
wouldn't even touch."

"What does Verdilat mean?" Skye said as he craned his neck to look up as
they walked to the side of the main stairs.

"Nothing that I know of. It was the family name of the Emperor's line
that was in power when it was built. The line died out before the Great
War. This is the entrance. Are you ready?"

"No," Skye said looking at the more modest door and building. Compared to
the temple it looks positively humble - back home it would be a tourist
stop for sure. The door was a beautiful deep green wood and was carved
with forest scenes.

"The guards and I can only go as far as the entrance hall," Kleitos said
putting his hand to Skye's shoulder.

"Your brother or his bond-mate give any insights to this place?" Skye
asked looking to Mica.

"Deca said they were asked not to speak of it, both Deca and his bond-
mate made the visit. They said it was the perfect beginning to the
ceremony, that was all," Mica responded.

Kleitos opened the door and they all stepped into the circular room.
There were three wooden doors set in the simple stone walls, overhead the
domed ceiling was painted like the daytime sky.

"Welcome. I am Chor Kintha and I will be Master Eklund's guide. Will you
gentlemen be waiting or do you prefer we contact you when Skye has
finished?"

"The guards will be staying. I will return when Master Eklund has
finished," Kleitos said.

"Very well. Gentlemen, if you go through the door on your left, there is
a more comfortable waiting area. Feel free to come and go as you wish."

"Master Eklund. If you could please follow me." Chor Kintha opened the
center door and waited for Skye to follow. They followed a long hallway
and then passed through another door to a small room. "If you could
please remove your clothing. You may leave it on the bench, it will be
safe until your return. Once you are ready, knock on the door opposite."
Chor Kintha stepped out and closed the door behind him.

Skye stripped quickly folding his clothes and placing them on the bench.
He walked to the door and knocked. Why do I have to be naked? Skye's
thoughts were interrupted by the door opening. Chor Kintha stood back and
gestured for Skye to enter.

Wow, this is different. He stepped onto the warm stone floor and looked
around in fascination. The large room was long and narrow. Where he stood
the floors and walls were a deep black stone and the lighting was
subdued. A long pool ran the length of the room, but like the walls and
floor, it was dark as ink in front of him - while at the opposite end it
looked bright and clear. The walls and floor also gradually changed color
so that the far end was bright white in full light of the sun.

"This is the walk of cleansing. Enter and walk to the other end. There
will be a towel and robes waiting for you. Don't be afraid or
disconcerted if the waters feel... strange."

Skye stepped to the edge of the pool, but could not see steps nor could
he tell how deep it was. The surface was as black as night. He sat down
at the edge and put his feet into the pool. There are steps. He
discovered as his feet barely entered the water before feeling the firm
stone beneath. He stood up and stepped down - the stairs continued until
he was waist deep, from there the pool sloped down gradually. He began
walking forward and noticed that the water felt strange, almost clinging
and sticky. His body started to tingle and then he felt himself
struggling to move forward. He continued forward and had to hold his
breath as the water covered his head. He kept on and gradually the
resistance faded as the pool began sloping upward and he could see a
short ways into the pool. As he walked the water became more and more
clear. His body also felt better, no more tingling, no resistance, just
cool and refreshing. He started climbing the stairs and could clearly see
all the way to the bottom.

He stepped onto the platform and saw the towel. He dried himself off and
smiled as he felt the warmth and softness of the thick towel. A few feet
further and there was a gray cloth bundle. Skye picked up the dull gray
robes and spread them out. Okay - think I got this, and pulled on the
long shirt first. It fell almost to his feet as he got it adjusted. Then
he picked up the second garment, with huge sleeves and a large cowl. It
had a simple woven belt that secured it. This is really soft, may not be
style setting but it's comfortable.

Chor Kintha returned and led him through the next set of doors and
pointed to a cushion at a low table set with a small meal. "Please kneel
and refresh yourself. The foods are not only nourishing to your mind and
body but they will help cleanse your system."

Skye did as instructed and was surprised to find that each food had a
distinct and different taste and consistency. He lifted the carved goblet
and smiled as he saw the sparkling green liquid. Huh... they must know.
He sipped and savored the nectar. Who'd have thought any drink could be
so good. He finished and then waited with his hands carefully folded in
his lap.

"Master Eklund. The Grand Priest will see you now. He led Skye through
several doors, turns, and along more corridors until they came to a door
similar to the green carved door at the entrance. "Please Master Eklund -
enjoy the gardens and he will be with you shortly."

Skye stepped through the door and found he was in a beautiful garden, he
followed the path among immaculately groomed flowers, trees, and small
lawns. When he came to a large patio with facing benches, he sat down -
and waited.

Skye heard the birds make a ruckus before he saw anyone. Then he saw the
man coming from the opposite direction walking slowly with a cane.

"Can I help you sir?" Skye asked rising.

"No, please sit. Sit."

The old man sat down opposite Skye and smiled. He was the first man who
actually looked 'old' that Skye had seen since arriving. He didn't look
frail, but his skin was weathered, and he had a long white, van-dyke
beard, reaching down to his belt. His hair was as white as his beard and
he wore robes identical to what Skye was wearing. Skye sat nervously as
the man clearly looked him over.

"So you are Skye Eklund?"

"Yes sir."

"Pleased to finally meet you. I am Seatha. You have created quite a stir
and given us challenges we haven't had in centuries."

"My apologies sir," Skye said. I'm guessing this is where he starts
telling me I'm a heathen spawn, completely unworthy and I have to convert
to a religion I've never even heard of...

"Nothing to apologize for. Change keeps us alert, makes us learn,
challenges our notions. I didn't say any of what you set in motion is
bad. Is there something you feel guilty about?"

Hell yes. Pretty much everything I do each day. Skye thought. "Some
things. Life has not gone as I expected. So are you going to tell me I'm
not fit to be a bond-mate to a royal prince?"

Seatha laughed - a deep rolling rumble. "It seldom does. And goodness,
no. Why would I say something like that? From what I've seen you are a
brilliant match for Prince Garrett. Emperor Darius visited me personally
yesterday to discuss you. That in itself is worthy of recording. He
wanted to make very sure we took very good care of you. And given his
concern, I'd say he thinks you are a very good match as well. I don't
think he's spoken to me since his own bonding." Seatha was silent for a
moment. "So... what to do with you? We usually have a standard set of
rituals and ceremonies to help a human prepare themselves for sharing
their lives and most noteworthy their thoughts with their new bond-mate.
But you present us with a challenge. You've already bonded - a little
late to prepare you for something you've been doing for many days. So, I
decided to just sit down with you and talk."

"Thank you sir, I'm honored."

"Any part of the bonding or sharing thoughts bothering you, causing you
concerns?"

"Not really. But then I'm not always sure what is causing some of the
changes - is it because of being bonded and the bond-mate changes or
because I seem to be getting a dragon form. One that no one knows
anything about."

"We'll come back to that in a moment. The Emperor expressed concern that
you may still be troubled about your actions against the Macacas?"

"Yeah."

"I'm sure that everyone has assured you by this point, but telling you
that you are not in trouble or that you did nothing wrong won't make you
feel better if you think it was wrong. You do realize you showed great
mercy? Those who were captured will end up suffering much more. But that
doesn't help does it? Perhaps what you need to do is make peace with
yourself. What would you do to honor someone who had passed if you were
at home, on Earth?"

"Grandma would always have us light candles and say a prayer."

"My suggestion, if you are willing to try... ask Serat for a roster of
those killed. Light a candle and say a prayer for each. There is a
beautiful meditation chapel at His Majesty's retreat. I know since I did
the blessing myself. There is also a chapel at the royal palace. They
have candles. You will have to learn how to forgive yourself. I'm afraid
that it will not be the last time you need to do so. What else weighs on
your mind?"

Should I tell him? Maybe it would help, maybe they have a drug or
procedure. "I've become a slut sir. And worse, a gay slut."

Seatha laughed. Not a gentle chuckle, a gut busting, hug himself, bend
over laugh, devolving into a coughing fit. When he finally calmed down
and could breathe again, his eyes sparkled and his face still shown with
amusement. "Ahhh... Earth humans... You are not a slut Skye. We don't
even have that word or one similar. You must learn to silence that voice
in your head that is echoing the values and beliefs you were taught. They
are not eternal truths and they certainly don't work in this universe. If
you'd gone through the standard preparation, your guide would have spent
time warning you of these feelings, and that critical voice. It is a very
common struggle for those from your world."

"Still feel that way."

"Only time, positive reinforcement, and perhaps talks with us will make
that go away. It's not really mind healing - more of an attitude
adjustment. I believe your situation has also been more challenging and
unusual than most. That I'm afraid will not change."

"Meaning?"

"You are bonding into the ruling family and you are coming into a dragon
form. A dragon form that is known for its sexual appetite. You will
always face plots, spies, traitors, and threats against you and your
loved ones. I'm afraid it goes with power. Your best protection is to be
prepared and accept that sometimes you must do unpleasant things to
protect others. As for the sex, you must learn to accept it. We will help
you as much as we can."

"Master Serat said you may also know more about my 'condition', what else
may happen or how to deal with it?"

"Condition? Well I guess it is that. Hard enough for a human to deal with
having a dragon form. But a Platinum... Yes, Serat will find very little
on his own. Most records were removed, hidden, and protected after the
Great War."

"Why?"

"Our enemies attacked our leaders first - since most were Platinum
dragons that was their focus. Then after they were wiped out along with
so many others, people blamed them for the war. They were completely
wrong of course. So the priesthood took all the records and tried to
purge every mention, fact, or detail that was not general knowledge. We
of course have them safely hidden away. So what do you want to know? I
will have our historians research your questions."

"What's happening to me? What can I expect? Why do I crave sex? And then
this morning... there was an incident where I... uhm... caused others to
feel things without touching them."

"You are close then. Likely the final stages. The sexual appetite is a
bit cloudy right now. Every dragonling has an increased drive during
their change, regardless of dragon type. Yours is just more complicated."

"Complicated? I think that went beyond complicated."

"I doubt they objected. Sex is part of your magic, I know that much
without looking at the old records. A Platinum uses sex and love to bring
the strongest, most capable people together, like a close-knit
brotherhood. They are unfailingly loyal and devoted. If you feel a very
strong sexual pull it probably means they would be a good ally, someone
you should bring close to you. If you find yourself pushing away from
someone - the opposite is true, they would be a weakness, a chink in your
armor or they could be an outright enemy. This is why the stories and
fables speak of their followers - fanatic and devoted, willing to give up
everything for you."

"I don't want people doing that! I'm nobody! That's just wrong," Skye
objected.

"No and that is something the Emperor made very clear. He's already seen
it beginning. You need to understand so you make your choices with
purpose. Your gifts will make it happen, but you may not like when or how
if you don't mindfully take control."

"That's scary. So what other magic or gifts come with what I'm becoming?"

"I'm sorry but I do not know. But we will have the information for you
soon - or rather we will if it was ever recorded. We're already trying to
find any reference to the sexual attraction and how it works. I will send
word when we have more answers for you. You are also welcome to return to
us any time for mental healing, meditation or to ask any questions. There
is no reason to solve everything in one day."

"Sorry, I thought this was a one visit kind of place."

"No. And certainly not for you or soon, your brother. We are here to
council, to help and to heal. And we will share whatever we can about the
Platinums." Seatha reached into the folds on his robe and held out a
ring. "Please take this."

"What is it for?"

"I'd like you to wear it tomorrow during the ceremony. It is magic and
will help calm your dragon change impulses. You are not the first
dragonling to be bonded who is not yet completed. And given the magic and
energy we don't want you inadvertently triggered into transforming."

"Yeah. It would be embarrassing to have an episode in the middle of
things."

"Transforming may qualify as more than an episode. Especially when you
reveal yourself as a Platinum. Though I'm not sure it's a secret any
more. I will be doing the ceremony myself and I will have mage-priests
assisting to help recover if anything does go strangely. The Emperor also
shared that your Psion will also be in attendance, though disguised. What
other questions do you have?"

"Lots about being a Platinum that I guess have to wait. I do have one. Is
it true that Garrett and I can have children together? Or does me getting
a dragon form mean I'm now a dragon and we can't?"

"It has not happened often - that is, that a human gets a dragon form.
However, in the cases where it has, they still have remained mostly
'human' when in their man form, some genetic and biological details
aside. And have been able to reproduce. And yes bond-mates can, and are
obliged to reproduce. Part of your vows will be a commitment to bring
forth life. By law, couples that are physically able, are expected to
have at least four children."

"Four?!"

"The Great War took a terrible toll on our race. We lost close to seventy
percent of our population. We can only rebuild if we produce more young
than we lose."

"So who gets pregnant and how does it get out?

"When we speak of bond-mate changes, we are referring to biological
changes in your body that make you compatible to mate with a dragon in
human form. It changes your internal anatomy, creates a mental
connection, allowing you to speak mind-to-mind and ties your life force
to your mate. When you decide to reproduce, you will fertilize an egg
that Garrett carries in his body. After a few days, he will pass that
fertilized embryo back into you. You will carry the baby while it grows
and then give birth to your child. Your body has already completed
changes that will allow the baby to pass without causing you damage or
even substantial pain. You may want to ask Prince Argos. Since he has
been through it, you may trust his word and experience more than an old
priest's."

"Anything else I should know about the service?"

"It should be very uneventful. You've already done it so it is more of a
confirmation, a renewal or reinforcement of your bond," Seatha said as he
stood.

Uneventful has not been my experience so far. Why do I have the feeling
it will be anything but...

*   Scene 5   *

"How are you feeling?" Skye asked.

"Nervous," River said pacing.

"Why? You're not the one getting bonded in front of god-knows how many
people!"

"But I'll be there and people will be looking at me. Probably all know
what happened to me."

Skye walked over to River and gave him a hug. "The only people who know
wouldn't repeat it and definitely do not think any differently of you. Do
you still have pain?"

"No. And the tenderness is gone too," River said with a crooked smile.

"Oh... you and Nik been checking?"

"Yeah. He's as horny as you and I don't want him going to anyone else.
Well I'm okay with you. The only time I get any flashbacks or panic
attacks is when I see a nymph. I didn't notice before, but they seem to
be everywhere. Even more so here in the palace. Kwill has been helping me
and it's getting better."

"I am so very sorry."

"You didn't do it Skye. It wasn't even because of you."

"Doesn't mean I'm not sorry about it happening. Changing subjects, what
did you think of dinner?" Skye asked.

"Really cool. This place makes the palaces we toured in France look tiny
and rather plain. And I've never seen so much food in all my life. Being
stared at by so many strangers was a little uncomfortable but at least I
didn't have to remember all their names. Thanks for staying with me."

Skye laughed. "Glad to; however, it was as much for me as you. Did you
ever think Jerrick and Taleel could look better? I thought I'd drool."

"Yeah. Nik glared at me a couple times. I think he could tell what I was
thinking. Did you ever see Jerrick's hair not in braids before?"

"Not like that and I didn't know it was so curly or nearly that long. He
promised to be with us all morning for the preparation. Taleel said he'd
come by after he took care of some things. I assume you'll stay with Nik
tonight, now that Father's not trying to hide your relationship?"

"I can't. Too many people - protocol and all. He may not be hiding it but
doesn't want us to flaunt tradition either."

"Forgive me for being selfish. But I'm glad. I was really scared for you
and sort of like having you with me before the big day."

"Anyone you wish could be there to see it? From home, I mean."

"If I didn't think it would give them heart attacks, grandma and grandpa.
I really miss them and wish there was a way to let them know we're okay."

"I think grandma would be cool with it. Grandpa would give a lecture but
he loved you so much, I think he'd accept it once he saw how happy you
are. Anyone else?"

Skye thought about his other relatives, his friends from high school and
college. "You know who else I really miss? Jasper."

"Skye that's mean."

"Why? He was my best friend since middle school. I miss seeing him,
clowning around and gaming until three in the morning. Eating all kinds
of junk food and falling asleep on the floor."

"You're getting married. To another guy," River said with raised
eyebrows.

"Yeah. Jasper would be okay with me marrying a guy."

"God sometimes you are so dense! He'd be okay if he was the guy. Don't
you know how stuck he was on you? He practically panted whenever you were
near. You didn't think it strange that he always managed to drop by when
you came home... every damn time?

"No. We're friends."

"Stupid, stupid, stupid," River said smacking his head. "Skye... really?
You didn't notice how he always sat so close to you. Wanted to know
everything about what you did?"

"He was a good friend. I wanted to know everything from him too."

"Maybe underneath all those repressed feelings, you were attracted to him
too," River said with a knowing look.

Skye stared at River and wasn't sure what to say. Was I attracted to
Jasper? Okay... maybe. He had gorgeous dark eyes, like Garrett, he wasn't
as dark but he had golden skin and a great smile. I liked his cute little
ass... oh shit!

"You don't even have to say it big brother. I can tell from your
expression."

"Oh my god River! I was such a jerk to him. How could I miss all the
signs?"

"Which ones? The ones he was giving you or yours that you ignored?"

"Yeah, that."

"Well, he won't have the torture of seeing you bound to Garrett."

"But shit River, now I miss him even more. And I feel guilty."

"Speaking of guilt. What's up with your new cabin boy? I saw him watching
you at dinner. You can't be missing the queues from him... or can you?"

Skye sat down hard on the bed and put his head in his hands. He started
slowly but managed to recount the morning's adventure.

"Holy shit... so like what Kwill did to me... but you fuckin' took them
all the way? Damn! Okay so maybe I shouldn't get that talent, gift
whatever... I'm not sure I could resist using it."

"River! It's not funny! I... I violated them!"

"You apologized I assume. Were they upset or angry?" River asked trying
to understand why Skye was so upset.

"No! Fuck! They said I could do it anytime I wanted," he said as his
voice trailed off.

A knock sounded at the door. And then Dillon opened it gently and peered
in. "May I prepare your room for the night sir?"

"Sure, come on in Dillon." The suite had a little more privacy than the
bedroom in the mountain house. The entrance had a small vestibule with a
double set of doors so the guards were in the room, but not in sight.
Dillon's room had an entrance off the same vestibule and there was a
second bedroom if Skye or Garrett needed another servant.

"Dillon, this is my brother, River. I don't think you've officially met."

"It's an honor Master Eklund. Would you like me to prepare your room as
well sir?" Dillon asked with a bow.

"Sure that would be nice. God, but you're fuckin' pretty," River said
giving Dillon a thorough once over.

"River!" Skye scolded. "I'm sorry Dillon, River tends to speak whatever
comes into his head."

"Yeah and it avoids a lot of confusion that way. Dillon, may I ask you
something."

"Certainly Master Eklund. How can I help?" Dillon responded as his face
turned crimson.

"First, don't call me Master Eklund unless it's in front of others and
you'd get in trouble. River will do. So Skye feels all guilty-like about
what happened this morning. Were you in any way offended or hurt and if
so, what can he do to make it right?"

If Dillon wasn't blushing from River's first comment, he was now. "No
sir, I was not offended or hurt and Skye already apologized. I told him
it was not necessary, I was honored that he could even have such thoughts
about me."

"Whoa... why would you say that?" Skye asked.

"I'm sorry, I thought you both knew. I'm tainted. Within the Fae court
I'm considered undesirable and not permitted by law to court or show any
interest in a female elf."

Skye's mouth hung open for a moment in shock and he realized that River
had the same response. "Dillon, what are you talking about? How are you
tainted?"

"Oh, because of my hair sir. It is a throw-back to one of my ancestors. A
human man who was joined to my great, great, great grandmother. It is a
sign of the impurity in my blood and I am not permitted to reproduce lest
it carry forward. That's why I serve here. Otherwise I would be an
embarrassment to the family - being seen by others as a constant reminder
of our ancestor's transgression."

"Skye, that's truly fucked up," River said.

"Yeah. So you're saying Elves don't have auburn hair?"

"No sir. I'm sorry sir, I thought you knew I was tainted. If you want to
request a different servant, I'd certainly understand."

"Don't be ridiculous! I don't care. And I agree with River. You are
beautiful," Skye said as he walked over and put a hand on Dillon's
shoulder. "So are you saying you've never... you know... uhm... been
intimate with another before?"

"Goodness no sir."

Skye couldn't help but open up his mind to Dillon's thoughts. Elves were
much harder to read but he thought with practice he'd get the hang of it.
What he picked up wasn't as clear as he'd like but it confirmed what
Dillon was speaking aloud. "Dillon, if I may ask, are you attracted to
women or men?"

"Both sir. Though I find myself more often noticing the men. We do not
make a distinction on male versus female except for breeding. We have as
many, if not more, life pairings between men as we do between men and
women. It has always been so for the Fae. We find your pairing concept
confusing and it seems to be particular to the bond-mates from Earth."

River and Skye both had to laugh and shared a look. **He's right little
brother. You and I talk about it, but the dragons sure don't and I
haven't seen anything to support 'our' views since we left Earth.**

**True. And honestly I'm not having the same issue adapting as you. Nik
is absolutely my dream and I wouldn't have it any other way. But what
about Dillon?**

River's thoughts are clearer than they used to be. Skye thought to
himself. He can't initiate a telepathic conversation, but once we start
and I'm listening - I can hear him as clearly as Garrett. But what to do
about Dillon? I can ask the others, maybe do some match making. I know
I'm not the only one who thinks he's attractive. Jos and Feired can't
keep their eyes off him. "Dillon, please be honest with me. I won't take
offense I promise. Are you attracted to me?"

Skye left his shields down for fear that Dillon wouldn't have the courage
to answer.

"Yes, Master Eklund, very much sir."

River walked over to Skye gave him a hug around the shoulder before
whispering in his ear. "I'm going to rest for a bit. Please call me when
tall, dark, and sexy shows up."

**But River, we've never done that with him. I'm not sure he'd be okay
with it.**

**I have faith in you big brother. You'll convince him and besides think
of it as helping me heal. Right now, why don't you rock Dillon's world?**

Skye could hear the mental chuckle from River and smiled as River pulled
his strings, knowing he'd now feel guilty if he didn't make it work with
Taleel.

"The bed is ready sir. Would you like me to have breakfast brought up in
the morning for you and River? It would let you sleep a little longer."

"Yes, please. That would be great."

"Anything else you need from me before you retire."

"If you are interested and would be willing. I'd like to show you what
you've been missing."

"Sir?" Dillon asked in a combination of squeak and choke.

"Only if you want..."

"But I'm tainted sir," Dillon said in disbelief.

Yet Skye could also hear his internal dialogue and knew that right now
there wasn't anything Dillon wanted more.

Skye pulled Dillon to him and kissed him. He started slowly, being as
tender and loving as he could. Dillon felt tiny and delicate in his arms,
even smaller than River. He unfastened and removed the waistcoat exposing
the lean, slender body. Dillon was toned and his abs showed every line,
his nipples were small and light pink against creamy white skin. Skye
gently kissed down his neck to his chest and licked at the tiny nipples,
sucking at them before kissing down the ripped stomach to the waistband
of Dillon's tights.

"Why don't you take off the boots and sit on the bed so I can help with
these?" Skye said sliding a hand down inside the tights to squeeze
Dillon's round cheek.

Dillon made a quick detour to the bath and returned with a large bath
towel. He carefully laid it out on the bed before sitting down to pull of
his boots.

Skye pushed Dillon back and helped slide the tights off, admiring how
firm and trim Dillon was. His long legs were perfectly smooth, the only
color on the milky skin was the deep auburn bush, a neat triangle
pointing to Dillon's jewels. His cock was long and slender like his body
and just as smooth and pale. The glans was a soft pink like his nipples
and his balls were large and hung low in his sack. Skye kissed up from
Dillon's foot, following the curve of his leg to his inner thigh. He
licked the smooth ball sack and then the heavy jewels. He carefully
sucked one of the huge balls in and let it fill his mouth before moving
on to work his way up Dillon's cock before taking it into his mouth.

"Sir... you don't have to do this..."

"Dillon, please don't call me sir. If your dick is in my mouth, then I
think it's safe to call me Skye," Skye said before taking the cock back
into his mouth. He wrapped his arms around Dillon's thighs, holding his
body firmly as he sucked. It had only been a few minutes when Dillon
started moaning then breathing rapidly.

"Sir... I mean Skye, I can't hold out I'm going to cum."

"Mmmmm. Good," Skye said barely releasing Dillon before sucking more
vigorously.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Dillon cried out and his body shook and his cock pumped his
sweet jiz into Skye's mouth.

Skye continued to suck until Dillon's cries were replaced with barely
audible whimpers and he could get no more of the sweet cream. He gently
licked up the smooth shaft, enjoying how it made Dillon quiver. Then he
kissed his way up Dillon's torso until he captured his lips.

"So was it as good as this morning?"

"So much better. Not that I'd ever refuse the other - but seeing your
face as you sucked me and seeing that you actually enjoyed me! I never
thought I'd see that on a man's face. You did enjoy me right?"

"Absolutely. You have a beautiful and very tasty cock. I like your body
and how you feel in my arms. Are you up to more?"

"Could I... I mean would it be okay if I sucked you? I know I'm not
nearly as good as you, having never done it before, but I'd like to try."

"No sane guy would ever refuse that offer," Skye teased as he kissed down
Dillon's chest and then pulled him over so Dillon was now on top.

Dillon touched and kissed and explored as he made his way down Skye's
body. "Oh my, you're so thick," Dillon said then took the cock into his
mouth with enthusiasm.

"Me?" Skye asked in surprise. I'm pretty average, what's he talking
about? But then the feel of Dillon's mouth pushed all thoughts aside.
Dillon seemed to struggle at first then found his rhythm and started
taking Skye deeper and deeper until it felt like he was lodged in
Dillon's throat. Then a new sensation began around Skye's glans, Dillon's
throat was tightening and stroking as his tongue licked. Every time
Dillon took Skye deep it repeated. "Dillon... if you keep doing whatever
it is you're doing, I can't last long."

Dillon looked up with a sparkle in his green eyes and gave a hint of a
smile as he continued sucking. He quickened his pace and wrapped his arms
around Skye's thighs as Skye had done to him earlier.

"Dillon... Dillon... dude it's too... Fuck!" Skye cried out as he
exploded into Dillon's sucking mouth.

Dillon never slowed, but continued to suck and take Skye deep.

Now it was Skye's turn to whimper and he grabbed onto the bed clothes and
gripped tightly as the intensity became almost unbearable. He breathed a
sigh of relief when Dillon finally released him, licking him like a
lollipop as he finished.

"Fuck Dillon. If that was what you can do first time trying, you gotta
give me lessons."

"I did okay? I satisfied you?"

"You did awesome, and the blowjob was great but I'm never satisfied,"
Skye said as he pulled Dillon back into a hug and kissed him.

"I'd like you to take me sir. I want you to be my first," Dillon
requested with a blush.

"Don't you want that to be with someone special?"

Dillon laughed. "Like there'd ever be someone more special than you?"

"I mean... like someone you have feelings for, someone who makes your
heart beat faster and who you can't wait to be with..." Skye said as he
lie beside Dillon, gazing into his green eyes.

"That would be you," Dillon said as he got up on his hands and knees.
"Please sir. You know I'm telling the truth."

Shit, yeah, I know you are telling the truth but I can't read your damn
thoughts. I hope I get better with elves. Siriana was a piece of cake
compared to you. But if it is what he really wants, who am I to say he's
wrong. I certainly find him attractive enough and my body really wants
to. Oh shit... what if what the priest said is right? What if the magic
is... Skye thought as his temperature and lust rose. Dillon was looking
back over his shoulder, the desire clear. His slender body, so incredibly
smooth and soft, the round firm cheeks and that tender pink hole.

Skye ran his hands over the small globes and pulled them apart before
licking down Dillon's crack. He could feel the heat and the change in
texture as he licked across the opening. It called to him and made him
want to growl. He could feel the rumble in his gut as he gently poked at
the opening with his tongue and worked his way in. "Fuck you're sweet,"
Skye gasped as he began working Dillon's ass.

Dillon was whimpering and moaning, his body stretching and pushing back
to get more of Skye's tongue. "Don't stop sir... it feels soooo good."

Skye ran his hands over Dillon's body as he continued to lick and tongue
fuck his hole. He wrapped his arms around Dillon and kissed up his back
until he was in position and started rubbing his dick against the wet
opening. He kissed along Dillon's shoulders and then moved his hair and
kissed his neck. He'd managed to get the head in and was trying to go
deeper but it was just too tight.

"Push harder. Force yourself in. It will fit, I promise. Please sir... I
want you in me so badly!"

Skye didn't want to hurt Dillon, but at the same time, his body
desperately wanted to be deep inside. He forced himself in as Dillon
pushed back - then as if something gave way, he was sliding in. Fuck he
is tight, the whole damn pipe is almost too small for me. Skye tried to
be slow and gentle, for both his own comfort as well as to not hurt
Dillon. Skye changed position to look at his member as he pulled out a
bit. "Holy fuck! Dillon I hurt you. Shit. Shit. We need to stop." Skye
was horrified as he saw bright red blood coating his manhood.

"NO! NO! Don't pull out. Please, please fuck me. You didn't hurt me.
That's normal and pulling out would be the worst thing you could do. I
need you to take me - you have to release inside me. Please believe me...
it's okay."

Skye pushed away the fear as he confirmed that Dillon was being honest.
He pressed his body against Dillon's back and began kissing his neck and
shoulders again as he resumed thrusting. Gradually the tightness eased up
enough that it felt very good, no, it felt incredible. He pulled Dillon's
face to the side so they could kiss and then he kissed up Dillon's cheek
to his ear and began licking along the edge.

Dillon cried out in ecstasy and started panting as he drove himself back
onto Skye.

Guess he likes that... Skye thought as he kissed, licked and bit at
Dillon's ear. The screams got louder and his breath quickened. Skye could
feel the arousal building and ramped it up by tongue fucking Dillon's ear
as he drove his cock deep into the boy's tight ass. Dillon was making a
lot of noise and Skye saw one of the guards peek around into the room to
check. He could see enough of the guard to see him smile, shake his head
and then step back out.

Dillon's screams were now interspersed, with loud moaning and pleading
for Skye to fuck him harder, faster, and deeper. His cock was slick and
dripping as Skye stroked him.

He's louder than a whore in a low-budget porn movie. Skye thought as he
stroked the hard slender shaft. Then Dillon was moving so much and riding
back on Skye so hard he found himself shooting his load before he even
realized he was close. He bit and sucked at Dillon's ear as he orgasmed,
enjoying how it made him move against him. He saw that both he and Dillon
were glowing brightly and hoped it wasn't a bad sign. He could feel the
force of Dillon's own eruption as Dillon pumped his seed onto the bed.

Skye lie on top of Dillon as they snuggled and caught their breath. His
cock was still deep inside Dillon and wasn't showing any sign of
softening. He tried to position himself so he could pull out and found
Dillon's body fighting him. Skye had to put a hand on either ass cheek
and pull himself out.

When he was free, he rolled Dillon over and lie back on top of him and
kissed and bit at his lips. "Was it an okay first time?" Skye asked -
hoping he hadn't disappointed Dillon.

"Okay? No, it was amazing," Dillon said opening his eyes and giving a big
smile. "I never dreamed it would feel so good. No wonder they all talk
about you."

"What? What do you mean they all talk about me?" Skye asked as he leaned
up on his arms.

"No one pays attention to the servants. So they talk and forget I'm
there. Your lovers talk among themselves - about how much they enjoy you,
how they can't wait until they're with you again. And several of the
guards... they would do anything for a chance to be with you."

Skye rolled over and stared at the ceiling. "But why? Honestly Dillon,
I'm not anything special."

Dillon ran his hand up Skye's chest and smiled. "I think you're very
special." He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and went to stand
before promptly falling to the floor.

"Dillon? Shit what happened?" Skye was over the side and lifting Dillon
back onto the bed in a heartbeat.

"Sorry sir. Guess my legs gave out," Dillon said in a weak chuckle.

"Wait here," Skye said before going to the bath and getting another
towel. He wiped Dillon clean and then lifted him and carried him. "Guys,
can you please open Dillon's door?" He asked then carried Dillon in and
laid him on his own bed. He put him under the covers and kissed him. "You
rest. We can clean up the other stuff in the morning."

Dillon nodded and gave another smile before falling asleep.

Skye pulled the door closed and stood in the hallway for a moment
gathering his thoughts.

"Do you need anything Sir?"

"You wouldn't happen to know anything about elves... or rather about
doing things with elves?" Skye asked with a blush.

Fisk smiled and Feired coughed into his hand. "In general terms, yes sir.
Was there something you wanted to know?"

Skye struggled with how to phrase any of the questions that came to mind
and reading thoughts wouldn't help since he had to ask the question
first. "Uhm... so did I hurt him, he sort of bled when we did things and
then afterward, he glowed brightly then sort of collapsed."

Fisk and Feired both laughed out loud and then when they regained their
composure, Feired answered. "You didn't hurt him Master Eklund. It was
his first time and elves have an extra bit of restriction that allows
things out, but not in. Once they've taken a lover, it goes away. Their
first is always very special and it probably just overwhelmed him Sir.
And though he's not a dragon, he is a creature of magic - so glowing is a
good sign. Nothing to worry about, though you can expect he'll be a
little nervous for a while."

"Why nervous?"

"Now that you've taken him, he may be afraid that you will send him away.
He's no longer a virgin and you may decide he's not to your tastes. It is
a common fear that you may be discarded once you've been with a royal."

"I'd never! That's just wrong! He's mine and I have no intention of
sending him anywhere. I take care of my friends and I don't fuck people I
don't plan to keep!" Skye stopped as he realized what he'd just said.
Holy shit! What did I just say? But yet... I know I meant it with
everything in me. I would do anything to protect Dillon and no fucking
way Mica or any of my dragons are gonna get rid of me.

"Are you okay Sir?" Fisk asked with concern.

"Yeah. Just worried about Dillon."

A knock sounded at the door and after checking, the guards allowed Taleel
in.

"You shouldn't have... really Skye," Taleel said, looking up and down
Skye's naked body with a big smile.

"Well... sometimes you can be a bit dense. I thought I'd help you," Skye
said as he wrapped his body around Taleel.


*   Scene 6   *

Skye ate his breakfast taking time to enjoy each bite. Dillon had picked
well and Skye decided he liked everything. "Dillon, you did great. I'll
let you pick for me anytime. And thank you again."

"Sir?"

"I am honored that you shared your first time with me. It was very
special to me. Though you gave out before I got to feel you inside me. So
when things settle down, just wanted you to know that you owe me."

Dillon was speechless. His mouth hung open and even with his shielding
Skye could tell his mind was racing. "Sir."

Skye stood up and pulled Dillon into a hug. "Sorry it can't be sooner."

"But sir... you're getting bonded today and then you and Garrett will be
together."

Skye had to laugh. "Yes, but I've decided that some dragon customs are
worth adopting. And from what everyone tells me, my... uhm... needs are
only going to get stronger. Think about it. It would be good to know what
and who you find acceptable before things get... out of hand."

"I'm sorry Sir, I'm not sure I understand."

"You know. If there are any of the others with whom you'd be willing to
be intimate if they were with me at the same time. But now, I think we
need to coax Taleel out of bed or he'll never be ready."

Skye climbed onto the big bed and pulled the covers back revealing a
beautiful and naked Taleel. He licked down the washboard abs and teased
the soft black cock with his tongue.

"Oh Father Dragon... please, not again. Can't..." Taleel mumbled.

"Awe, come on sexy. I bet I can get it up again," Skye teased taking the
full cock into his mouth.

"Skye! Please!" Taleel said sitting up.

"Mmmmmmm." Skye mumbled around Taleel's growing manhood.

"Skye, I can't. My balls ache already. I need to be focused today...
please," Taleel gasped as his breathing quickened.

"Fine. If you insist, but then you might as well get showered. River
should be done. You can owe me later..."

"Father Dragon Skye! How did Jerrick survive? I'm amazed he can still
walk after four days."

"Quit whining. You, Mr. Tall, dark and sexy are just out of practice. Not
to worry, I'll see what I can do."

"Excuse me? That would be 'we', what we can do. I think it will take both
of us to bring him up to speed," River said as he walked back into the
room. "Should we start now?"

"Fuck no. Gotta get ready..." Taleel said before making a quick exit.

"Food! That looks delicious," River said sitting down at the table.

"I have a plate for you Sir," Dillon said lifting the cover and putting a
full plate in front of River.

"Thank you Dillon. You look good this morning. I like the smile and that
glow."

"Goodness. Is it still showing Sir?" Dillon asked in a panic as he held
out his arms and looked.

"Don't worry Dillon, it is very faint now and I think River's just more
perceptive than most."

"That good huh?" River said with a leer and a wink to Dillon.

"Yes sir," Dillon said in a hushed voice as his face turned crimson.

Skye watched and decided Dillon needed rescued. "Where are we supposed to
go this morning? Do you know Dillon?" Skye asked.

"Not exactly but I was told that someone would come by to escort you.
It's still within the Palace."

Skye felt a brush against his mind. **Good morning beautiful.** Skye sent
in response to the mental touch.

**Today is the day and I promise, it will all go fine. Quit worrying. You
feel like a nervous itch in the back of my head. By the way, thank you
again for sharing with me last night. I think it's the only way I'll ever
get to enjoy Taleel's ass.**

**I notice you haven't offered to share any trysts with me. Surely you
haven't been going without? And anyway, I thought Taleel had started
letting you take him after what happened on the Poseidon?**

**Only twice. Taleel said I'm way too big and there's more pain than
pleasure. And I haven't been nearly as busy as you. Honestly love, no one
worth sharing. Certainly no one as hot as our dark warrior.**

**Jerrick seems to enjoy you.**

**Jerrick likes a bit of pain and he also likes it rough sometimes.
Taleel doesn't.**

"Sir, our escort is here to take us to the dressing room," Dillon called
out.

"On my way." Skye said. I am so not ready for this... **Sorry, I think
it's time for me to go. I'll work on the Taleel thing.**

**I Love you Skye Eklund.**

**Love you too Garrett.**


End Chapter 13


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