Cat and Mouse.

Dylan

It’s early morning and I haven’t slept well. My dragon has been nagging at me to go back outside and find our mate and I want to, I really, really do, but she is long gone by now. I feel awful that I missed my chance. I’ve just been tossing and turning, trying to remember that feeling of hopefulness that I might finally have my mate. That she is indeed out there, somewhere and maybe one day I will find her, and I won’t ever let her go. That is if I don’t go insane in the meantime, I’m pretty sure I’m hallucinating her warm apple pie scent again and it’s making me hungry…wait a minute. I sit up right in bed quickly and inhale deeply through my nose. My golden eyes lighting up the room just a little as my dragon comes forward. Is my little mate inside my home? I smirk to myself as I ever so quietly get out of bed and stand by my door, sniffing hard through the little crack in the door jam. Oh…she is! She’s here! Is she looking for me? She has to be! She must feel the pull; she must smell me too. This is a great surprise! I mentally fist bump the air as I stand and wait, listening to the almost silent footsteps that come closer and closer to my door as her scent grows stronger. The doorknob moves ever so slowly. She’s trying to be so sneaky, my little minx of a mate. When it opens just enough, I quickly snatch my hand out to the one on the door, pulling her in as a delicious little tingle runs up my arm. I spin her around, push her against the wall with my body and quietly close the door beside her.

“Caught you little mate.” I whisper with a full smile.

Before I can even register what is happening, she throws herself onto me, pushing me backwards and I land on my ass before I’m pressed down fully onto the floor with her straddling my waist. I look up in shock and awe.

“What are you?!” I gasp out. She’s definitely not a dragon, she’s tiny! With long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail, eyes that seem to be filled with flecks of pinks, blues and purples and a little set of freckles that lay over her little button nose. She's dressed in a camo tank that makes her breasts look so fucking good from this angle and tight camo pants to match. “You’re so bloody cute!” I say booping her nose that scrunches up like she’s mad.

“I’m a fairy, the last of my kind. I’m not all rainbow wings and fairy dust. I am chaos and mayhem. Blood and death. I am here for revenge!” My mate holds me against the floor as she looks down at me defiantly. It’s so cute! She even has a wee little knife pressed to my throat as she yells at me. I can’t help but get excited about how much fun this is going to be.

“Fuck, that’s hot baby doll.” I say seriously as my dragon starts to purr for her.

She scoffs and presses that little knife harder into my throat and I chuckle before grabbing her wrist and flipping us over so I’m now on top of her. I don’t remove the knife though; it’s kind of kinky and I could be down for that.

I’m just about to lean down and kiss her when my I hear my mother shrieking. I whip my head to the side, curious as to what is happening when I’m rudely kicked right in the balls. I groan as I fall to the side so not to squish my little doll with my much larger frame when she pushes me completely off her and runs away. Oh I do love a little game of cat and mouse. Run little mate, I’m coming for you.