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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 sinks down to his knees and wraps his arms around Lio. He buries his face against his neck and kisses it, scraping his teeth against the underside of his jaw.

Galo presses Lio back into the bowl of the nest with a hungry male noise of want. They had messed around this morning but it hadn’t been enough. They’re safe and can just be. “Lio...” He growls but it’s full of longing. He wants him so badly.

He follows the line of his neck, tugging at his shirt to pull it down off one shoulder and bite at the junction between neck and shoulder.

Lio's head lolls back, fingers running up the back of Galo's neck, up to tangle through his hair, tugging. That noise runs through him, pulls something taut low in his stomach, his own voice leaving him in a low needing sound.

The world outside seems far away, and there's no fear of attack, nothing but Galo, and Lio thinks they've earned this, this moment alone to just enjoy each other.

"Galo..." he moans back, voice low and breathy. Those teeth on his skin threaten to burn him to cinders from the inside out. "Please?"

Galo only growls an affirmative. He draws his mouth away and pushes Lio’s shirt up. He reaches for his belt to undo it too.

He wants skin on skin. Once he has Lio’s shirt up and pants undone he kisses his chest and makes a teasing line down to his open pants. He pulls them down and scrapes his teeth on his thigh.

Then he wraps his hand around his cock and gives it a slow teasing stroke. This is still so new but he watches Lio’s face as he licks his palm and strokes him again. He kisses the head and rumbles low in his chest.

Lio growls himself in response, thrilling at Galo's eagerness, the way the other man touches him like he wants him as much as Lio desperately wants Galo. He reaches for his own shirt fitfully, tugging it off and dropping it aside before reaching down for Galo even as the other moves further down.

He lifts his hips to help be rid of his pants before he's entirely caught up by that hand around him. Lio groans softly, voice catching at the touch of those lips. Fuck.

"How..." he manages to shape the words, a low and breathless accusation, "...are you this sexy?"

He tosses Lio's clothes up out of the nest and drops back down, sliding his tongue over the head. The taste is different from what he expected. He accepts it as he carefully gets his mouth around him. He manages to get the head in his mouth and rumbles in pleasure.

Lio's words tingle all the way down his spine as he draws his mouth back off him and smiles up at him. "Dunno. But I could ask you the same thing." Galo pauses long enough to pull his shirt off, the fabric peeling away to reveal hard muscle in the fire light. "Let me know if it's too much, okay?"

He gives his cock a stroke and pushes his hair out of his eyes as he ducks his head to take him back into his mouth.

Lio's voice catches as Galo's mouth slips around him, and it's like nothing that he has ever felt before, hot and wet and the vibrations that accompany that sound Galo makes threaten to take him apart.

He whimpers as Galo draws off him, but doesn't bother to disguise the hunger that rises as he watches Galo take his shirt off, like he wants to devour him whole. And honestly he does. Instead he nods. "I will. But it won't be. Feels so good already."

His head falls back momentarily as that wet heat is around him again and he reaches down, fingers sliding into Galo's hair, pushing it back from his face. "Galo."

He loves hearing Lio say his name like that. Galo lifts his head, stroking over Lio as a thought occurs to him. "You got a preference on who has who? I don't." He could go either way. He likes putting his mouth on Lio and exploring his body. But Lio getting his fair share of that time is just as appealing.

He scrapes his teeth on Lio's inner thigh with another pleased rumble. "And how naked you want me? I can shed the rest of this."

Oh. That question. Lio can't help the smile that stretches over his face in response. He really has a perfect mate, doesn't he? "I want you every which way I can have you," he informs Galo. And it sounds like they may be on the same page for that. "But this time, I want to feel you inside me."

Even if he's very distracted by Galo's hand on him, he's also quite focused. Sitting up, he reaches to grab for Galo's pants. "Everything off."

He'll even help by beginning to unfasten them and urge them off, as he leans forward to kiss at Galo's bare chest, gorgeous as it is.

Galo lets go of him and helps shove his pants down. His eyelashes flutter as a warm kiss brushes his skin. He dumps his pants to the side with the rest of their clothes. He drags the bag left in the room closer and retrieves a jar from inside.

He sets it down and settles, patting his thigh. “Come sit on me.” They could do exactly what they’d thought about doing the first time they fooled around.

There's his Galo, nothing in the way of Lio's gaze roaming over his body. His beautiful mate. Galo doesn't have to ask twice. Lio wants nothing more than to be that close to him.

So he's on the move quickly, straddling Galo's thigh and sliding his arms around his his shoulders, hands moving over warm skin greedily. He ducks his head to touch a kiss to the mark he'd left on Galo's skin earlier. "You're so warm." Lio is a happy dragon.

His fingers slip into Lio’s hair and trail down his neck. His beautiful, eager mate. Galo leans back a little until he can feel the side of the bowl against part of his back. He snags the jar and twists the top off, while lightly tugging on Lio’s hair.

If Lio obeys the tug he kisses him slowly, grazing his teeth on his bottom lip. His fingers dip into the oil inside the jar, hooking to scoop some of it up.

He lets out a pleased hum as he breathes a bit of his flame. Not enough to do anything, just like another kind of kiss.

Far be it from Lio to disobey when it means a chance to kiss Galo again. It's still new, but Lio is entirely certain he could spend the rest of his life kissing Galo and never lose the fluttering pressure that pools at the base of his spine, a little spark that sets his blood on fire.

He growls lowly, all approval and pleasure, at the taste of that flame on his lips. He laps at the fire eagerly, breathing a flame of his own to twine through Galo's.

His mate was always meant to belong to the fire. Being a dragon suits Galo like he was born to it.

Lio can't keep his hands still, nails dragging up Galo's chest and down his back, rising up on his knees still straddling his leg to change the angle of the kiss.

He can't get enough of Lio. He wants to drown in his fire and in him forever. He angles his fingers carefully. He rubs over Lio's entrance and presses a finger inside. He slides it in to the knuckle as their flames twin together.

He slides his tongue into his mouth, pleased little sounds escaping his lips. He parts for air with a soft sigh. "Still good?"

A shiver races through him as Galo's tongue slides along his own. There's nothing else that exists in his mind at this moment than this beautiful man kissing him and touching him. That finger pushes its way inside, and Lio loses another low sound to the kiss.

A gasp for breath of his own, and he nods at the question. "It's good," he assures him, fingers running up into Galo's hair before shifting to cup at either side of his face, thumbs tracing his jawline. "Put another in." He punctuates the little order by kissing him again like he's absolutely starving for him.

He pulls Lio closer with his hand buried in his hair. He can't even deny that he'd thought about this before after they made their pact. It would have went far differently but the tone of it is the same. He drops a hand from Lio's hair, sliding it between them and wraps his hand around his cock, giving it a sure stroke.

"Not too fast, don't want to hurt you." Galo breathes as he slowly works his finger inside him, timing the slide of it to the stroke of his hand. "Get used to one first." For once he is a patient man. Dragon. Something. The words don't matter.

Only Lio does. He breaks away from his mouth to kiss his way down his neck, scraping fang on skin. "We're new to this and I'm pretty big." Bigger than he was a human even. He doesn't want to hurt Lio.

Lio groans softly. Galo is going to destroy him at this rate, and Lio is going to enjoy every moment of it, he's certain. But that doesn't stop the note of need and demanding that colors the edges of his voice. "Need you though. So much."

And fine, yes, Galo is probably right and being the mature one here. Lio has not forgotten fooling around in the spring, has in no way forgotten at all the way Galo's cock felt in his hand, long and thick and -- that is in no way helping Lio's patience whatsoever.

He squirms against Galo, head falling to the side to invite more of those teeth. "Galooo..." he murmurs soft, cajoling, one hand rising up to tangle into Galo's hair, tugging, his other slipping between them to seek out Galo's arousal, needing to touch him too.

Galo growls against his neck. He scratches his fangs against it. Lio is trying to tempt him. His breath leaves him in a sharp inhale as Lio finds his cock. He presses his finger in a little harder than before, unable to help it.

"You got what it takes to hold out until you're ready." He tells him as he kisses his way up his neck to his jaw, then finds him mouth. He kisses him hard, panting when they part and diving back in. "Lio..." He finally adds a second finger, hissing endearments.

"Still good?"

"Maybe. But do you?" Lio murmurs back. That's right, Galo. Lio is certainly trying to tempt him, and he fully intends to do his damnedest in that pursuit. At least he's honest in that fact, not bothering to hide it. At all. And not bothering to be subtle about the he wraps his hand around his cock, stroking him slow and deliberate, thumb playing along the ridge beneath the bed before pressing slowly over the slit, smearing the wetness he finds there down along his length.

A gasp slips free of his lips in that moment before Galo's mouth finds his. Then he throws himself into kissing back, his fingers gripping more tightly at Galo's hair. He's a breathless mess when the kiss breaks, groaning softly and rising up on his knees as that second finger presses inside along the first.

"Galo..." he manages, but that's all he has for words, so he only nods at the question.

He whines as Lio's hand slides over him in a slow stroke that threatens to try his patience. But he holds back, only rolling his hips and pressing his forehead to his with a heavy exhale. "Y-yeah, for you." His mind is still reeling from just how much Lio wants him.

Every time they desperately cling to one another it floors him. It's like falling in love over and over again. He works his fingers, moving slowly at first but increasing the pace, mimicking how he'd thrust into Lio's hand in the hot springs.

"Relax a little more, I got you." He rumbles with eyes glowing with his inner flame. It feels so odd to be an elemental but not bad. It's just what he has been all this time but on a higher scale. One he doesn't think about as he sweeps Lio into another kiss and searches for that spot inside that he's driven himself wild with when he got off on his own.

"For me?" Lio echoes. Okay. That was sweet, really. It almost makes him ease off on his teasing -- almost. He's stubborn enough that he never did learn to back down on much of anything. There's a smile on his face though as he watches Galo, not wanting to look away, not wanting to miss a moment of his reaction.

It's intoxicating to know he has this effect on Galo, to know that he's wanted just as much as he oh so desperately wants his mate. A low sound that can't decide if it wants to be a whimper or a growl slips from his lips as those fingers move inside him. "It's good. Please..."

Relax Galo says, and gods know he's trying. He's also quite in danger of losing himself in the fire he sees in those eyes. His fingers tighten around the other man's cock, as he sinks into that kiss.

A moment later and he's breaking away from Galo's lips to cry out when those searching fingers find their target. "Oh!" Like it's a revelation.

His eyes light up. There it is. He kisses Lio's cheek then his jaw as he rubs over that spot, working his fingers and adding a third when he's sure Lio's ready for it. He trails his nips and kisses down the side of Lio's neck. His breath is hot, faint flames brushing skin like a warm caress.

"Mm, firm grip just like that is perfect." He notes Lio is as ready as he's going to get and steals a quick kiss. "Move those pretty hands to my shoulders, okay?" He carefully pulls his fingers out and waits for Lio to shift his hands before he lifts him up, taking a bit more of the lotion from the jar. He slicks himself up a little more and positions himself. "Go slowly."

Galo urges as he gently pulls Lio down, pressing into him slowly and carefully. "Breathe through it. I got you."

Lio pants softly, unable to hold still. Galo is driving him crazy, and it's only his fingers. He can feel that flame licking his skin. What a fast learner, his gorgeous new dragon. Turning his head, he nips at the shell of Galo's ear, murmuring a low plea for more.

And he's all too happy to take that guidance, as he strokes over Galo's cock, at least until he's told to move his hands. He slides his hands up over the other man's broad shoulders. "You are so gorgeous," he breathes out like he's realizing it all over again. And he is. He's never seen anyone sexier than his mate, has never wanted anyone so much as he wants Galo.

He rises up as he's guided, breath catching at the feeling of Galo's cock at his entrance, the feeling of his body yielding as Galo presses inside. A little nod at that. "Mm. Breathing..." Breathing is good, and he takes a shaky breath to steady himself as he rocks his hips slowly taking him further inside. Galo is big, and it's Lio's first time. He's trembling by the time he's sunk fully down on that length.

"Give me a minute..." His hands shift to settle at either side of Galo's face, urging him to lean closer so he can kiss him while he gets used to the feeling of having Galo inside him, though he can't wait long, still wants far too much.

He leans in. The kiss feels like the first. He slides his hands down Lio’s back. His fingers trace over the patterns of scales and back up. He’ll give Lio all the time he needs to adjust.

“When you’re ready, I’m ready.” He says as they part for air. He breathes and presses his forehead to his. “You feel so good, Lio.”

"So do you," Lio answers back, voice soft and low, meant only for Galo's ears -- though for the first time in Lio's life really, the rest of the world has disappeared entirely. The only thing that exists is him and Galo and this moment. His hands trace down either side of Galo's neck, mimicking that tracing of scales, fingers finding the mark he'd left on his skin earlier. His Galo.

"So good," he adds before he gives a slow, experimental rock of his hips, gasping softly at the feeling of it. It's overwhelming already.

A flicker of a smile touches over his lips, that fire sparking in his eyes -- that heat, that desire and the full intent to drive Galo absolutely wild if he can manage it. He rises up slowly, feeling each inch of Galo's length before he drops down to take him back inside fully once more, slowly finding a rhythm.

Galo's breath catches as the slow shift of Lio's hips stirs up sparks of pleasure. "Mm," He makes a soft sound as Lio looks into his eyes. He can all but feel the heat of that fire on his skin, in his very soul. His hands gently grip Lio's hips as he marvels all over again at being loved like this. Lio looks utterly lovely in like this, flushed with desire and moving slowly.

He makes another small sound closer to a whine as Lio sinks back down. When Lio comes back down his hips jerk and the results leave him gasping, head dipping towards Lio's. "Fuck." He breathes as he squeezes his hips. "That felt..." It felt really damn good. But not quite right. His blue eyes are a thin ring of blue around the black. His eyes are dark with desire but focus completely on Lio. "Little faster." He breathes, his hands traveling up Lio's hips to his sides.

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