Lio Fotia (
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[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.
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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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He carefully slides out of him and pulls him close. It will be gross soon. He sighs and carefully lifts Lio up with a low pleased rumble. "Second time we'll be using the springs today." He breathes as he carries him out of the room and down a newly formed back hall. There's no one to see their messy, naked selves but he has to make it a habit to keep their privacy now.
Or he'll struggle with it later. He walks out of the hall and right into the water, sinking into it and running his hands through Lio's hair. "Gotta clean up before we go check on the kids."
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A whimper slips from his lips as Galo pulls out, and he winds his arms around his mate as he's lifted. Carried again. There's a smirk starting over his lips. "Sounds great though. No complaints here."
Hot water and his hot mate, yeah. Lio is on board with that. He hisses out his approval as Galo lowers them both into the water. Warm. He's happy. He shifts a bit to lift his own hands up and over Galo's chest. "You're going to be a great father," he smiles, all affection and softness now, finger tracing along the line of Galo's jaw. "I'm going to keep all of you safe. I promise."
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After he runs his hands through Lio’s hand and pours water over Lio’s chest and back. He lets his hands run over him. He has to clean Lio out but that can wait. He kisses his shoulder with a soft smile on his own face. “We’ll put things right too. It needs to be done.”
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"That's right. It's time to rebuild. It's not going to be easy, but... I know we can do it." Meis and Gueira will help. All the other dragons will, even if they'll need time to adjust to not being always on the run, always hunted. Lio knows human sentiment will take time to change too, but the truth is out now.
It's begun, the first blessed drops of rain washing away the dust and desperation of a long drought, except instead of rain they're returning the flame to the land that has too long been out of balance without it.
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Then his hands finally slide down his back as he says in his ear. “Lean into me, gotta clean you out.”
He follows the line of his neck with his mouth as he gently slips two fingers back into him. Maybe they’ll have a round two if they get worked up again.
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He drapes himself up against Galo, nuzzling at Galo's jaw. "Mmhmm. Go ahead."
But he can't hold back a shaky moan as those fingers press back inside, still sensitive, and still all too easily stirred up. He can't help it. Galo is every fantasy he's never allowed himself to have, made flesh. He squirms against him despite trying to keep still.
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“Easy. I know you’re still sensitive.” He tells him in a soft rumble that’s the shade of his draconic self. Wings appear as he sheds his human body for his half form. He’s subtly bigger, wilder looking. His fangs scratch on skin again.
“Breathe, baby.” He enfolds him, kissing the mate mark again and again, paying homage to their bond. Yes, they both will heal.
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And that lower note to Galo's voice, the shift into his half form draws Lio's half shape into being as well, wings flaring as he presses even closer.
His head falls to the side to give Galo better access to that mark. "I'm breathing," he assures him, turning his head now to nip sharply at the shell of Galo's ear before he murmurs softly, "Fill me up again?" His claws press into Galo's shoulders. Please.
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“Okay,” He lifts Lio up, removing his fingers. He positions himself and presses back in. It’s a little easier than last time. Lio is still stretched but he is a bit bigger like this. He groans against Lio’s neck and leaves a line of gentle kisses to it.
“You feel so good, babe. Doing okay?” He has to make sure. He wouldn’t live with himself if he hurt him.
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But there's his considerate, sweet mate checking up on him. How exactly was he supposed to resist falling for him? He was doomed from the start, from the moment Galo rescued him, battered and bleeding and brought him into his home. "I'm great. You feel so good too..." And just to make sure Galo understands how good, Lio deliberately grinds his ass down, impaling himself as deep as he can.
He winds his arms around Galo's neck, leaning close to kiss him lightly. "So good."
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He kisses him gently but it quickly turns to a hungry, hot kiss full of the fire he has inside. “Gonna move.” He warns him as his hands slip down to grip Lio’s hips. He draws him up and pulls him back down, slowly.
It lets Lio adjust. Or so he hopes it does. But it could also let him really feel how big he is like this. “Keep telling me what you want. I want it to be how you want it.” He rumbles as he leans in to kiss him again.
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It takes Lio's breath away for a moment, but he meets that kiss, exhaling a soft fiery sigh to Galo's lips. What he wants? "I want everything you've got to give. Fuck me. Fuck me hard enough I can't move tomorrow without remembering what we did."
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Lio can take him. All of that he is now is Lio's. His wings flare like the sun setting in the sky. He lifts his head to catch Lio's mouth with his and pour fire down his throat. Water splashes as he drops a hand to hold Lio's leg in place.
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"My Galo," he purrs his approval before meeting that kiss, eager to swallow down that fire, to answer with flame of his own. His legs shift to wrap around Galo's hips, urge him on.
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Galo growls, all possessive affection as he drives him up against the stone. He doesn’t have to hold back. Lio can take him. He slides his hand down to pull Lio’s leg around his hip a little higher.
He keeps his mouth close to his, whispering sweet nothings to him while fucking him hard and fast just like he wanted. “You’re so good to me. Letting me just be. Accepting and loving...I’m so happy to be yours. I love you. I accept you. All that you are is loved.”
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So yeah, crying, but also wrapping his legs tighter around Galo, clawing at his shoulders and kissing him like he thinks he can catch the taste of those sweet words on his lips. "Galo... I love you too. All of you, all I want. So good..!"
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Galo tells him as he pulls him as close as he can get him. He presses his face against his neck. So close. Then he can hold and love on Lio while Lio lets out all he needs to let out. Maybe he’ll even join him. It’s a long time coming, he supposes.
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"Galo," just his name, soft and low and pleading and it's all Lio can get out before his voice turns into a wordless cry as he finds his release, his entire body going tense tightening around the cock inside him, clinging to Galo as his climax races through him.
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He rocks into him, riding out their climax until he slows to a stop and just holds Lio to him. "Lio," He croons and presses soft kisses to the side of his neck. "I got you. Let it all out if you wanna, I'm not going anywhere."
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Tears are still slipping free from his eyes, but Lio Fotia hasn't allowed himself to cry for as long as he can remember. Maybe it's all coming out now when he feels safe and cared for, for the first time in his life.
He turns to nuzzle his way into Galo's neck in turn. "Stay with me," he murmurs, a soft agreement. Now and always.
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He lets himself return to full humanity as he slips his hand down to resume cleaning Lio out. His touch is gentle, fingers sliding in with care. “Just relax. I’ll take of you.” Something no one has told Lio in a long time he thinks.
“But we fuck again, might be a good idea you take me instead. Or you’ll be really sore tomorrow.” He breathes. He is still singing with energy. Must be a dragon thing.
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His voice catches as Galo's fingers return to cleaning him out. But the words are soothing too, and it does strike at something in him. Galo's right. It's not something he's heard in... well. As far back as he can remember. "Galo..." he murmurs his name quietly, like he's not sure exactly how to respond to that.
Instead he laughs as he nods. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea." He lifts his head, hands lifting to touch down along either side of Galo's face, holding there as he leans close to kiss him, soft and sweet and lingering. "I love you."
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They do need to be leaders of the flight tomorrow. If not later this evening. Depending on if Gueira and Meis come back to talk to them or not. He presses another kiss to his lips and lingers with a soft little hum.
They can cuddle up tonight and deal with everything else in the morning.
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The flight can wait until tomorrow. The rest of his people had come a long way today already, and they should be allowed to settle in and rest for the evening.
Lio leans back enough to settle his hands on Galo's chest. "We should probably make sure Meis and Gueira have everything they need for the night, but then..." A smile and he steals another kiss. "Then I'm stealing you for the rest of the night. Just us and the kids."
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He breathes a ring of smoke and walks back to their bedroom. He can feel their fire, hear the eggs. He’s so tired.
Now he’s moving he can feel it. He sets Lio on his feet by the edge of their nest. He needs to get clothes on. “Hope they don’t check with us early tomorrow. I’m gonna actually sleep till past sunrise.”
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