ALL THEIR CRIES WILL GO UNHEARD
The joy of having a crown, a throne was nothing compared to having his jewel back. Lahmer, the moon of his sky. She had even brought home their three children. Happiness was spilling out of him as he flew the area with a smile on his face. Most of his family had even returned to him, he was an uncle now thanks to Mori, and his children were now teens. He was happy for the new home, full of life and others like him. For when he first became apart of this world he and his siblings were all the Dragons known here. He had hoped for more children with Lahmer, though he knew the war had taken a toll on her since their split. Whether she was interested or not, he was happy to have her back.
As he neared her happily, he called for her. ”Bal, baby~” She cooed as they nuzzled into one another. He couldn't wish for a better feeling than being with his beloved. She was the only one he allowed to ever call him baby, which was ironic given the clear size difference between them. As he spoke, nervousness flushed over him. He was hopeful to create beautiful children with her, strong dragons. He didn't want that with anyone else. Her soft giggle as she brushed into him made him chuckle softly, his nerves calming. ”But of course,” His eyes widened in excitement and surprise as he watched her move in front of him and display herself. He grinned widely as she looked back to him. ”It’s been way too long, baby. I want to be as close to you as I can get.” Her plume brushed under his maw before he pulled himself up to mount her roughly.
Fade in, fade out . . .
The Black Dread panted as sweat clung to his warm body, dismounting his beautiful starset wife. He laid his shadowy form on the earth of their den, hoping for her to come cuddle with him. He'd hold his wing in the air in an attempt to ask for a cuddle. A grin on his face behind the terrifying mask as he caught his breath. "Gods, I've missed you babygirl." He said with a chuckle. If she'd lay with him, he'd drape his giant wing over her. "I can't wait to give our children the world, all of our children." He mumured, his face burying into her fur. "I love you, so so much, Lahmer."
Walk, "Talk", Think.
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BUT YOU ARE ALL TOO WORTHLESS
THE BLACK DREAD
| TIED TO LAHMER | FATHER TO FIVE | DREKISTONE KING | METALHEAD |
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