[For Sam] Healer & Dragon

[carrythetorch]

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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[carrythetorch]

It's astounding to realize that he's found this incredible man, who loves him, who has him. Galo will be there for him to love and to love him back, to stand beside him and stand with him. Those hands at his hips are strong and steadying.

His voice catches at well as Galo's hips jerk up and drive him deeper inside. "Oh..." Yeah, that felt good. But it's nowhere near enough. He could disappear into the gaze he finds when he looks back to Galo, could lose himself there. But the desire is burning too deep, too hot. He nods. "Yeah. I--" Words are hard, so instead he acts. He rises up again, faster this time, finding a a rhythm of riding Galo's dick.

"Galo!" He groans his name, gripping at his shoulders, nails digging into his shoulders, holding tightly.

[barenakedspirit]

He shudders as Lio comes back down with a fire in his eyes that makes him want to never leave this moment. This man loves him, will love their kids with a devotion that takes his breath away. He rocks into him and pulls him closer chest to chest. He pulls him into a deep kiss as they move together. It's still not perfect.

He's confident they'll find the right spot. "I love you." He breathes, leaning in to kiss him again, sliding his tongue over his bottom lip. He hands slide up Lio's back, gently bracing him, keeping him steady.

"Love you, Lio." He builds to quicker rhythm, following the line of his neck down to his chest and kissing the skin with a low rumbling groan. A dragon in human skin.

[carrythetorch]

Lio whimpers softly to Galo's lips. Something about being pressed to that strong chest, about the hands on his back holding him close, the slide of skin on skin. Lio's skin is damp with sweat, hands sliding down Galo's shoulders to his biceps, holding tightly as he rides him.

Maybe it's those words, maybe it's the particular angle as he rolls his hips as he moves on Galo, maybe some combination of the two, but Lio breaks from the kiss with a startled gasp as a jolt of pleasure tears through him. "I... I love you too. Galo... Galo... Galo..."

Lio repeats his name like a repeated prayer, head falling forward to bury his face against Galo's hair as those lips explore his chest. His mate. His family. His home.

[barenakedspirit]

Lio tears away from him and the look on his face..."Beautiful." He slides his hand down Lio's back to his hips, moving his other hand to the same place. He locks his hands, keeping them in place.

This angle has to be right. He drives into him murmuring soft endearments as he aims at pushing them over the edge. This is what they need. He breathes Lio's name, Saying it over and again as he fans skin with his fire. "This good?"

He asks as he presses his face against Lio's chest, more flames curling out of his mouth. Being a dragon now he isn't that alarmed by how often he feels a need to breathe fire. Besides this is Lio. He'll be careful with fire anywhere else. His mate deserves everything.

[carrythetorch]

And Lio desperately wants to feel that fire, breathes his own to mingle with Galo's as he murmurs his mates name, gasps encouragement. "It's good. Just like that. Please.." he trails off into a wordless whimper.

Each stroke of Galo driving inside him pushes him that much closer. He can feel the pressure of his release building. His fingers run up Galo's back tot angle into his hair and hold him close.

His gorgeous, perfect mate. This beautiful dragon is his, and he's going to take care of him, of their children, with every last spark of flame in him. "Galo..!" Just his name, before he tips straight over that edge, painting both their stomachs with his release.

[barenakedspirit]

Only he will ever see Lio like this. He doesn't dare shut his eyes or he'll miss a moment of seeing him come undone. Their fire mingles and he has a crazy thought that maybe some day they'd craft eggs together themselves instead of being blessed by the world's spirit this time.

The heat and pleasure in him builds as they move faster, more desperately. His breath comes out fast and he slides his hands up to wrap his arms around Lio as Lio finds his release. He pulls him down into his lap as he spends himself inside him with a hissed, "Lio...!" He rides their release out, rocking into him and slowing down until he slows to a complete stop.

He presses a kiss to his forehead and dips his head to cover his mouth with his own. "Love you." Their flames mingle a little longer than fade away. Galo rubs Lio's back as his breathing slows. "...shit that felt...you okay?"

[carrythetorch]

It's crossed Lio's mind too, the thought of coming together to create eggs without the elements' intervention in the future, of a big family full of children who can grow up happy and safe and not know the fear and pain dragons have lived with for so long.

Just now though, the only single thought in his mind is Galo and the pleasure that the other man is giving him with each movement. He's so grateful for those arms that wrap around him as he comes, like he needs to be steadied and held or he might disappear into flame and smoke as his orgasm races through him. He's never felt anything like this before, and it has his vision swimming as he clings to Galo tightly, gasping quietly to try to catch his breath back.

He tilts his chin up to meet that kiss though, dazedly though it may be. "Love you too," he whispers the words in flame before ducking his head and cuddling himself up against Galo's chest, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. "Mmhmm. I'm good. So good..." if he sounds a little out of it, forgive him. He'll surface momentarily; it's not his fault. Galo should take responsibility for putting him in this state.

[barenakedspirit]

Galo grins and steals another kiss from his tired mate's lips. "Just take a little break, Lio. We can linger a little bit." They don't have anywhere too pressing to go. The Forest will let him know if the eggs need their flames or care. He runs his hands up and down Lio's back as he presses light kisses to Lio's neck.

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."

[carrythetorch]

"Just a minute," Lio agrees, sighing in what has to be the closest to bliss that he's ever felt in his life. He's never been quite so relaxed, felt so satisfied and safe as he does right now, in Galo's arms. He arches beneath the touch of those hands like a cat seeking out more contact.

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."

[barenakedspirit]

“And I’ll watch your back.” Galo intones as he turns his face into the fingers on his jaw. The warmth blooms in his chest. “We will both be good fathers.” He adds as he kisses Lio’s fingers.

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.”

[carrythetorch]

"We will be," Lio agrees softly. Or at least they'll do their damnedest. His fingers freeze at the touch of those lips, expression softening further as he leans into Galo, near to melting under the gentle attention, even if his skin feels on the verge of oversensitive still.

"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.

[barenakedspirit]

“Healing takes time.” Galo agrees as he keeps washing Lio. He runs his fingers through his hair. His lips brush Lio’s neck.

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.

[carrythetorch]

"It does. And there's a lot to be healed." But it will heal, even if some scars may never fade entirely. Lio can feel some of his deeper wounds already beginning to mend, with each soft, affectionate touch from the other dragon.

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.

[barenakedspirit]

Galo slides a hand up Lio’s back and into his hair. It never fails to stir him up a little at just how easily Lio fits up against him. He slides his fingers inside him, cleaning him out. He turns his head to press kisses to the side of Lio’s neck, fangs grazing on skin.

“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.

[carrythetorch]

Still sensitive and very, very quickly getting turned on again. Maybe it's the fact that with Galo, it's the first time he's let himself experience this side of himself, the part of him that desires that wants to be wanted and be in love with this other dragon.

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.

[barenakedspirit]

Galo shudders. Lio wants to couple again and he can’t think of a reason not to. It will be a little rougher. He is bigger as a half dragon. But Lio can take it. He licks the edge of Lio’s ear.

“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.

[carrythetorch]

Oh Lio can take it, can take him, wants him enough that nothing could stop him right now. So he shifts eagerly as Galo lifts him up. Galo is bigger like this, and Lio can feel the faint ache as his body adjusts, but oh it's perfect, combined with the soft brush of those lips against his neck, near where scales meat skin.

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."

[barenakedspirit]

Galo presses his face against Lio’s neck, wings brushing against his sides. Lio is hot and that grind takes him all the way inside. He breathes out a faint flame. He raises his head as warm arms slide around his neck and their lips meet.

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.

[carrythetorch]

Lio meets that kiss with equal hunger, his own fire rising to meet with Galo's. He's breathless again as the kiss ends, barely registering the words before Galo is lifting up. And it probably should not be quite so hot the way that Galo's hands nearly eclipse his hips, or the strength he can feel as Galo draws him up and pulls him down. The slow drag off and then straight back down his cock is entirely a reminder of how big he is in this form.

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."

[barenakedspirit]

He clutches Lio to him and flames trail out of the sides of his mouth. "You got it." He shifts, turning and pressing Lio against the wall of the spring. Then he bites into his neck hard enough to leave marks and drives into him. He grips the side wall, his claws digging into the stone and stops trying to be careful.

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.

[carrythetorch]

Lio growls his approval as he's pressed back, head falling back to bare his neck to those teeth, hands clawing for a grip on wet skin. He sees those wings flare, sees Galo in front of him, looming over him and he's perfect, his magnificent dragon mate, his force of nature.

"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.

[barenakedspirit]

His Lio. His beautiful fire lord of a mate. Their fire twins together as he pounds into him. The hands grip him and claws sting. It’s perfect.

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.”

[carrythetorch]

Lio Fotia -- Fire Lord Leader of his people -- Lio Fotia has just discovered that he cries during sex, apparently because Galo starts saying sweet things like that and Lio has never heard anything like it meant for him in his entire life. Add to that the fact that Galo is destroying him exquisitely on a physical level with each thrust inside him, and how could Lio be expected to hold it together?

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..!"

[barenakedspirit]

He clutches Lio to him. He kisses his cheeks, a spike of horror almost making him stop. Lio is crying. Why is he? But the words of his mate soothe his worries and he only pauses long enough to press their foreheads together. “I’m close.”

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.

[carrythetorch]

Lio's breath hitches, but he tightens his arms around Galo, turning his head to nuzzle into his hair, press a kiss there. "Me too," he manages to answer, so close, the physical pleasure twining together with the overwhelming emotions, and he's a mess. Lio would never want anyone else to see him like this, but Galo, he can allow himself this vulnerability around his Galo, his mate.

"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.