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Lio Fotia ([personal profile] carrythetorch) wrote in [community profile] formmusebox2020-04-28 08:40 pm

[For Sam] Healer & Dragon



It had all gone wrong this time. In retrospect, Lio thinks maybe he'd been going too hard. He was on the brink of exhaustion, and his latest raid on livestock had been met with more resistance than it should have, almost as if someone had known he was coming.

He'd gotten away, thankfully, but not before he'd taken a number of blows -- arrows shot from crossbows with enough power that they'd pierced even through his scales. He'd ripped them out in flight and set the better part of a fallow field on fire before he'd flapped high enough to disappear into the cloud cover. That had been what saved him. It wasn't long before he couldn't keep himself aloft any longer, too much pain, too much blood lost.

Even maintaining his full draconic form is too much, and as he plunges to the Earth and tries to slow his descent with his wings, he fizzles back into his human shape, a lithe, slender man. His clothes are dark enough that the blood soaking them isn't obvious from a distance. He lands in a crumpled pile not far from a road through the woods, just off the trail in the underbrush. And that's the last thing he knows.

...

When he opens his eyes next, he's warmer than he expects to be. There's soft blankets beneath him and over him. He can smell something clean and earthy, herbal maybe, and light spills in setting the whole room in a comforting brightness and-- wait. He's in a room. The last thing he remembers is falling, and, oh.

He sits up all at once, hissing at the way his body protests the movement. Where is he? Has he been captured? Except no, if he'd been captured he'd be bound. Or dead. Maybe staked through to the ground. Not wrapped in soft blankets and tended to. "Where am I?" He asks the question mostly to himself as he blinks against his bleary vision willing it to clear, willing his eyes to focus.

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[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2020-08-16 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Guiera nods and motions for Meis to follow him out. His form flows from man to dragon. He spreads his wings and launches himself into the sky.

Once both Gueira and Meis are gone, Galo relaxes a bit. Lio’s hand is warm and he resists the urge to thread their fingers together. He isn’t ready to deal with that. They have so much to do first. “Guess we can expect some company. I got to do more reshaping to really make it comfortable for the eggs. Leaving them out in the open like this is temporary. I need to get the bedroom shaped big enough for us and them.”

He adds a little shyly, “If you...want to share the bedroom. I can make separate adjoining rooms if that’s easier.”
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[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2020-08-18 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, family stays together." Galo says, his voice low. He gently takes Lio's hand in his and tugs on him, heading towards the bedroom that Lio didn't get to see before.

"I like sharing with you. Feels right. Why do you think I crashed in the main room while you were recovering?" The bedroom is a lot of woven mats and blankets, with the heat of the hot springs running under the stone. A thick mat of dry grasses and feathers serves as his bed. Galo studies it for a moment and nods to himself.

"Okay, first thing's first. Bed preferences? Other than it being warm. Got that covered."
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[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2020-08-18 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
He studies the room again then lets go of Lio to kneel down and press his hands to the ground. He focuses on his connection to earth and the forest, reaching through it. The cave slowly expands, creating a bowl shape at the center, the blankets and mats falling into it.

It's just deep enough to provide a bit of a buffer while allowing them to be slightly separated from the rest of the room. A chamber opens up in the wall, the forest dropping thick grass and branches in it from above. Feathers and soft shed fur line the nest woven by Healer and his forest.

He breathes in and the wind carries the eggs one by one, gently slipping them into the new nest. When the last egg is safely settled Galo leans into Lio with a soft huff. "Man, I'm still a bit tired. Not used to how my magic works now. It's so..."

He gestures with his hand. "Stronger. Like..." He searches for the words and rests his chin on Lio's shoulder, his arms going around him automatically. "I dunno the comparison feels like I'm an ocean now when before I was just a lantern flame asking for help from everything else."
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[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2020-08-21 07:41 am (UTC)(link)
Without thinking about it, Galo rubs his cheek against Lio’s then turns his head to see what he did. He blinks and extends his hand out. His own flames weave around the eggs and braid itself around Lio’s fire.

His hand falls back to his side as he presses most of his weight into Lio. “Kinda want to go to bed now or at least nap a bit. You seem a little tired too.”
Edited 2020-08-21 07:42 (UTC)
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[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2020-08-23 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
Galo follows him down into the gently sloping bowl that is their nest. He shivers faintly as his bare feet make contact with the soft blankets and furs. He settles at the center and urges Lio to come down with him. Sleep is tugging at him.

"Yeah, let's. Yeah." There's so much he wants to say. It's visible on his face as he slowly lays back. "...glad you're staying and okay with all of this. I dunno how I'd have handled it without you."
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[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2020-08-23 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
He grabs Lio’s reaching hand and draws it to the pact tattoo on his chest. “Being bound together is one thing. You could have chosen not to share a bed but you did.” Lio is sharing his bed and he can’t imagine it any other way. He covers the hand on his pact tattoos with both of his.

“I like you here like this. Feel balanced when you’re in reach. It’s...” He visibly searches for the words, pressing his lips together and brow furrowed. He says slowly, choosing his words instead of his usual charging forward. “Even if we didn’t have the eggs, I’d have wanted to be like this with you.”
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[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2020-08-25 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
He stares up at Lio unafraid of what will be seen on his face. Over time he has come to associate Lio with friendship, an attractive equal, and couldn't see his life without him in it. He reaches up to him, brushing the back of his hand against his cheek.

"Yeah." It's all he allows himself. Lio has to give him his permission to proceed. However they proceed. "Tell me what you want, Lio." He turns his hand and cups the side of his face. "I want it too."
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[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2020-08-26 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
He holds still until Lio starts to draw back. His restraint snaps and his wings appear, spreading out behind him like the ocean tide rolling in. He leans up, cupping Lio's face in his hands as he kisses him like a drowning man seeking air. He drags him down, breaking away just enough to murmur.

"I'm yours." The heat briefly climbs then his will comes down but his wings remain out, folding over Lio's back but leaving room for Lio to expose his own. He's between dragon and human, his neck marked by scales on the sides. His shoulders. His arms.

He wants Lio and without a chain in the way, he wants him to understand how strong that desire is. "All yours." He leans up to kiss him again, mindful of the fangs in his mouth and the need to claim. Not in front of the kids.
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[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2020-08-27 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
His hands cup Lio's face and slide down his neck as he opens his mouth for him. Little stings from the scrape of fangs only excite him. His hands grip Lio's shoulders tightly with his claws lightly digging into the skin. "Mine." His voice is breathy and soft, a contrast to his usual tone.

Lio is his. He starts to tip his head back and freezes, glancing back at the nest where the eggs are. "Uh, maybe we shouldn't go any further in front of the kids?" He flushes, and presses his face against the side of Lio's neck. "...we could nap then fool around in the hot springs?" He offers as an alternative.
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[personal profile] barenakedspirit 2020-08-29 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Galo sighs, turning into the attention like a cat looking for more affection. “Yeah. A nap.” They would have to make a hatchery for the kids when they hatch.

He laughs as he pulls Lio closer to him. He drags his fangs along the skin of Lio’s neck and settles back. “Let’s...sleep.” But he’s a bit keyed up. He folds himself around Lio.

And in the next moment, snoring loudly.