Wings.

When I get to the top I have to squint at the sudden brightness. I know we were underground, but I didn’t expect it to be this dang bright. Then I realise it’s not the sun blasting my eyes, it’s her. Layah stands in front of me with big, beautiful wings of every colour I’ve ever seen. The sunlight flows through them giving off a kaleidoscope of colours shimmering in every direction. Her camo gear swapped out for a white flowing dress, her feet bare and her hair fallen from it’s tight updo into long, luscious blonde curls that flow around her wings and down her waist. Her pink, blue and purple eyes now fitting perfectly with her appearance. Now THAT is a fairy. My fairy. She’s there one second, burning my eyeballs and then next, she’s gone. Fucking poof!

“What the fuck?” I say spinning around in every direction. I inhale deeply, recognizing her scent, it’s still there, just…smaller? Then this little bug flies right into my face and I flinch. Only when it’s close enough, I see that it’s her, just tiny! And she goes right for my nose. I feel a pinch of some sort before she shoots away to my ear and thankfully with my dragon hearing I catch it, a tiny little “boop” and a laugh like an angel, as I stand with my mouth open in shock and owe. She just fucking booped me.

I close my mouth, not wanting to accidentally inhale my tiny little mate and grin. Someone wants to play. I strip off my shirt, shorts and underwear, not wanting to tear them because they are the only set I’ve got since I didn’t have notice to pack and I shift. I let my dragon to the front, sitting right alongside me as we take to the skies, spreading our massive golden wings and letting the fresh air carry us. With my dragon’s eyes, I can see everything ten times clearer, and I watch as my little fairy zips around our face, easily keeping up with our speed. Fascinating! We fly together for a short distance, and I am in absolute heaven. My mate with me in the skies, I can’t believe it. This is what really living feels like. Layah shoots off downwards and I circle from above, watching as she goes right for a big elk. Now how is a little thing like that going to take down an elk? I’m about to swoop in and save the day, you know, be the big strong dragon mate she needs right now, but I stop myself, keeping in a slow circle like a hawk. She shifts into her original size just as she hits the top of the elk, her pretty wings shining brightly as she twists her body in a spin and slams her delicate looking wings into the animal. Fuck that can’t be good, I think to myself, right before she goes back to tiny mode and I watch the elks head fall to the ground. Dam! What are her wings made of?! They’re fucking weapons! She zips back up to me and goes straight for my ear. “Fetch.” I hear clearly. My dragon growls in approval before he forces me out of my thoughts and swoops down low to pick up the elk in our claws. We do this four more times. I watch from the skies as Layah slaughters her prey and then I swoop down and grab the bodies…almost like she’s shopping and I’m just holding the basket. That’s okay though, I’ll hold her basket any day.

We both fly back to where I’ve left my clothes, and I drop the animals gently before I shift back and change. I was kind of hoping Layah would want to have a little peak at what’s in store for her, but she doesn’t. She shifts back to her normal size with her back to me and I get the perfect view of her wings in full. There’s something incredibly sexy about having a mate with such unique wings. I reach my hand out to touch them, slowly and quietly stepping closer when they fold backwards, slapping me in the face as they retract into nothing. Her dress gone, her hair tied back, her camo gear and boots back in place exactly how it was before.

“Woah.” I say on an exhale.

She’s quick to grab an elk and a bore by their legs and start dragging them backwards to the manhole. I’m quicker to grab the two bores at my feet and then snatch the two animals from her grasp as well. They weigh practically nothing to me and I won’t have my mate lifting heavy things when she doesn’t need to.

"I can carry those, you know." 

"Ah, but you don't have to, doll." I wink.