When morning finally came and the two of us had bathed, and, of course, had more personal time in there, we were ready for our battle. I was sure this would fix everything and we could finally go back to our everyday lives.
“I’d ask you to go easy on me… but then it wouldn’t be an actual battle, would it?” Max asked with a sigh.
I shook my head. “Unfortunately,” I replied. I could only give him a sympathetic look. “With luck, Hafgan will switch over, as he hates to lose and losing even with you in control means he has to do as I command. Either way, I’ll save you from his control and we can put things right.”
Max chewed his lower lip anxiously. I wasn’t sure what was on his mind, but it was clear something was bothering him. “Let’s get this over with,” he sighed, looking away from me.
It was almost as though he didn’t want to go through with this, but I couldn’t imagine why not. Having another soul take over your body and mind is never a comfortable e
I hate to do this to my readers, but I am going on a short hiatus. If I write at all, I may not post it just so I end up with a backlog. I have lost all of my motivation lately, and can't bring the words out no matter how hard I try. TT-TT I am deeply sorry for any inconvenience and I promise I'll continue the story as soon as I can! I hope things will go back to normal for me soon, but I need to take a break, I hope you understand and thank you for your patience. All my thanks, Yukiro!
We spend the day packing everything so that we can travel in comfort. I wanted to fly there, but Max wasn’t sure if he could handle riding in my hands for such a long journey. He also complained about the risk of getting caught in the air by aeroplanes and helicopters. It would look really strange for some random human to be flying in the air, no matter which way we sliced it.Although I have already flown around many times before, I realised we didn’t have any other choice. Though I guess he had a point. I can’t hide his presence in the air in the same way I can hide myself, so it was on the ground we had to go.It would take us about 50 hours if we walked the whole way, but I couldn’t risk catching the bus or train and having Hafgan suddenly take over. That wasn’t ideal either.Max suggested we could ride a bike there, which could cut the time down to 16 hours, breaks not included. That wasn’t a terrible option, but the ling
As soon as we arrive at the hotel, it comes as a relief to me that we're not too late. We’ve certainly cut it rather close though, but thankfully Max realised he did not want to sleep on the streets tonight.The hotel room is fancier than I expected, but it is still a far cry from what a God should live in. Still, I will make do with such humble accommodations. Besides, the bed is much bigger than his and that means we can enjoy ourselves a whole lot more. And in more ways than one.“Stop thinking dirty thoughts,” Max scolds me as he puts our backpacks down on the stand.I smirk but hold up my hands innocently. “I cannot stop. Stopping would require me to not want to see your blissful face again, and that is an impossible request to ask of me.”“Ugh, so cheesy,” Max complains at my flirting, but he can’t deny that my lines made him blush. “This isn’t a vacation… you realise that?” He
I let Max head back to our room first, allowing myself a quiet moment to think over my thoughts and emotions. I need to figure out what is going on in my mind and heart before I do something foolish and reckless.One thing I know for sure is that I can’t bring the living back to Annwn. However, the desire to make Max mine keeps growing stronger. I don’t quite understand why, though? Indeed, a bit of fun is one thing, but to make him mine is another matter entirely.I lean against the wall of the hotel and glance up at what little of the stars these modern cities allow through their bright lights. So much on Earth has changed; it isn’t just the land and its people.No dragons soar these skies anymore, no magic flows through the lands. Sure, the Ancient Ones are still here, as are the werewolves, but the spirits and Gods are silent.With a gentle breath in and out, I close my eyes and recall what the skies once looked like and the sounds t
As soon as the warm water hits my back, I feel Max’s hands deftly rub the bath oils into my skin. This isn’t completely what I had in mind when sharing the shower with him, but it is nice to be pampered like this. It reminds me of who I am and what I deserve to receive from those who worship me.Though this isn’t exactly that.Yes, Gods get pampered by hoards of men, women or whatever we fancy, but compared to all of those servants, this is different. This is nicer, more stimulating, and certainly more enjoyable and relaxing.“This is so nice,” I murmur softly. How can Max feel so good compared to everyone else who was born to serve me? Or am I being arrogant in thinking I want him to do this to me and no one else?“Really?” He asks, and I can hear the smile behind his words. It seems he enjoys pampering me as much as I enjoy being pampered. “I wasn’t sure if you’d like it,” he says, his vo
Soft moans escaped Max’s mouth as I knelt in the shower and took his length into my mouth. This was hardly the first time I had taken the time to give my undivided attention to a lover, but it had never happened that I’d wish to make someone mine in more ways than just as a bed-partner. To take Max as a true mate, was what I really yearned for, but could not have. It left a bitter-sweet taste in my mouth. If I could mark him as my mate and keep him with me for the rest of his life, I would do it in a heartbeat. I, unfortunately, can’t, so making him feel as good as this, then I shall do what I can. I glance up to watch his face as his expressions shift from sweet pleasure to pure lustful passion. I can feel his fingers kneading through my strands of hair, tugging at it every so often. Now that he is allowing me to do these things to him, he has stopped making a fuss over us being intimate like this. Knowing he is enjoying this, but wanting him to feel more pl
Despite the sudden freezing temperatures that Max gives off, the two of us still manage to find comfort in one another until I’ve fully calmed down again. It’s strange how he hasn’t even noticed the shift in temperature, but I guess that is a good thing. I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to him, but I can easily guess that Hafgan wants nothing to happen to his host, either. I’ll take that as a sign of him not doing anything too stupid with Max’s body. For now, though, it seems even if Max and I found a way to be together, he would not allow it. I could attempt to ignore Hafgan’s protests, but that might end up hurting Max if not myself in the process, so stopping is all I can do for now. As I lay Max down on the bed, he takes one of my horns in his hand and rubs his hand along it. Despite what people might think, a dragon’s horns are rather sensitive to be touched. Not in a sexual way, but it can tickle. As I laugh softly at his continued
The next day came all too soon. Neither of us wanted to continue the journey, but both of us knew we had no other choice. I feared Hafgan would use this moment against us, but so far, he had remained quiet. Perhaps fighting me off last night used up too much of his energy?One could only hope.“How far is the location we need to go to?” Max asked, his voice quiet. Although it was far quicker to ride his bike, last night he had decided to go slower today. I had agreed to it, so he heard no argument from me.“We still have a ways to go yet,” I responded. “We’re not even halfway there yet… it’s further northwest,” I remind him of our direction and then give him a small smile.“Right,” Max says, nodding slowly. He seems almost dejected by the whole thing, but there isn’t much I can do for him, other than offer him my comfort.Neither of us would have ever thought we would find our