Galo blushes and it paints pretty across his face only broken up by the patterns of scales. “Okay.” He leans down and kisses him one more time then tugs on him, leading him down a side hall away from their bedroom.

It’s far enough away no sounds will escape and no hatchlings can wander in. A place away from them and everything else. There’s a much smaller nest inside the room. Crystals cast a soft glow inside, and the fire pit at the center of the room is already lit.

The heat of it bathes his side as he tugs Lio in and down to the stone floor by it, partly softened by grass and leaves. “You should lay down, because I want to put my mouth on you so bad.” He is honest with himself and might as well be honest with Lio.