Airborne Fantasy

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First Mating, Mate for Life

Imodus flew with his wings extended, hardly flapping, surfing the thermals high above the mountain range. Down there, even the highest of peaks appeared tiny under the span of his wings, white but marbled like stone, his hide grey but shifting through various shades, as if his scales had been painted by the brush of an artist. Yet, as far as the drake was concerned, there was no other creature in the entire mountain range that could possibly match up to his might, his power, the stunning glamour of his scales.

Of course, that had been until he'd met Emoline, the beautiful dragoness who had well and truly stolen his heart away. The dragon coven had been gathered around the fire on a late autumn evening when she'd laughed and plucked a bramble from his horns where it had twisted around both, somehow, and the spines that started their path down his back from the rear side of his head.

"A king does not wear a crown of thorns, Imodus."

He was no king, but it had made everyone else laugh and Imodus had stuttered and stumbled over his words, flustered and wondering just how it was possible for him to be put in such a state - and by a dragoness that he'd never met before, no more! Still, he watched Emoline with her light, lithe, almost leonine beauty as she moved through the coven, a kind word on the tip of her tongue for everyone.

Her scales were blue, yet they gleamed and shone with a kind of pearlescence that he had never seen before, fascinated by her, how her slim body appeared perfectly capable. Imodus had always thought that he needed his muscle and his brawn to be effective, though it was, sometimes, a trial to lift his body from the ground. That was not something that could concern him all that much, however, not with his eyes on the dragoness, a little smaller than him and yet so much more effective in how she presented herself.

Her wings fluttered out as she talked, gesturing with them, light blue in colour but lighter still where the light filtered through the translucent membranes. Her tail was constantly in motion too, twisting back and forth, but she was liable to daydream too, in a world of her own so much so that tripping over her own feet was most certainly something that he would believe happened to her.

Emoline... He'd wooed her and courted her and, oh, it had taken so long for her to come around. She had not needed or craved him like he wanted her, desperate for her attention, her approval, ashamed to be acting that way. Yet Imodus had never sought out a soulmate like her before, a drake still in his early twenties with so much more of his life left to lead, even if she had come into his life at just the right time to show him the way forward into the light.

He could have been stuck with the bachelor flight of drakes for decades, if not for her. If not for her picking him up out of the dirt when he tried to hunt down a whole herd of deer to impress her, even if that was not what would impress Emoline. In her distancing himself from him, uncertain of the meaning behind his intentions, she had left him scrambling to impress, though that had very much been neither of their faults. It was just the way of it, two clumsy young lovers trying to see where they fit in the world and with others, even if it was, that time, a relationship promising of the romantic variety.

But it had broken the ice in a way that his bolshy feats had never been able to do as she laughed at him, dusted him off, sat with him while he nursed his bruises and licked his wounds. Nothing was severe, of course, but his heart had sung when Emoline dropped a kiss on his cheek, her tail linked with his before the firelight, and he would have done it all over again, just to get that moment.

Swimming in the summer lakes with the sun beaming down impressed him even more. Whereas it was his weight that he felt slowed him down in the water, she darted around him like a fish, in and out, sometimes even breaching the surface like those marine mammals that they had seen, in their younger days as dragonets, on a trip to the coast. She was so swift that he felt as clumsy as an ox on trying to follow her, splashed by her fins and lamenting that he could not keep up.

"I'll swim slower for you."

Of course, not always, but when he was there, simply so that they could enjoy and savour the experience of it altogether. It was where, after all, they were meant to be, despite everything, bodies twisting and swirling through the water, diving down into the deeps and the gloom, even though the depths of the lakes were no places for dragons. Their lungs were not designed to hold their breath for so long and they emerged spluttering and gasping through their laughter.

Yet up there, in the present moment, Imodus knew that so much had happened between him and Emoline that peace, at long last, had settled over him. She flew under him as he joined her, side by side, a smile on his lips, no longer a young, fraught drake who thought that he needed to do wild and crazy things to impress her, the mature dragoness who had only had to let him know that she cared for him too.

"My sweetheart..."

Warmth blossomed through her tone and Imodus drank it up, wanting to lean into her, to be even closer to her. Alas, that was not possible up in the air as they were, flying wing tip to wing tip, so close that they may as well have been one being.

The time was right, his breath catching, swallowing hard, though the lump remained in his long neck.

He had not known it was so and yet he had to be with her, seeing no future for him where there was no Emoline, no Imodus and no Emoline, not together. The drake drew in a deep, shuddering breath, tail flicking back and forth as if he had suddenly found himself pained, though he was right where he needed to be, high in the sky, dancing with the clouds and the love of his life.

No more was needed as she flickered in closer, drifting through the air as if she was a leaf caught on the wind - but a leaf that could control the direction in her delicacy all the same. The dragoness was divine, so soft, so sweet, and yet there was a hardness in her like rock, the dependability that he needed from a mate, even if Imodus had not realised such before.

It was right and they were meant to be together, dipping and swaying, dancing through the sky. There may have been an audience, but, honestly, neither of them would have cared if they'd had the whole coven of dragons standing there watching on, for the dance that was to play out between them was as old as the taking of time.

Him higher, her lower, the dragoness sweetly sweeping her tail up under his chin, teasing him. Yet he needed no such lure to chase her through the air, a beat of his wings scudding him up alongside her once again, where he was needed.

Emoline shuddered, brushing his scales with a claw. Never had that touch been as electric as it was right there and then, in that moment that was of more significance than any other.

"Ohhh..."

She shivered in turn with him.

"Imodus, I need you... I don't know what this is, but I..."

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