Henry took one look at Saeward stretched out on one of the lounge chairs and detoured. He plopped down on top of their mate and closed his eyes with a happy sigh. Andvari rolled his eyes and continued out into the grass with Sawyer at his side.
“What did you want to show me?” Sawyer asked.
Andvari arched a brow at Sawyer who had the decency to grin and offer the traditional bow to a teacher. After he returned the gesture, Andvari took the first position and started their warm up. Sawyer moved into place beside him, their movements smooth after months of practice. Sawyer had taken to the ancient vampire art. It brought Andvari endless pleasure having his mate join him, moving together in a way that honored his people and his heritage.
They completed the first series and Andvari paused, stretching once more. His body responded, muscles much more relaxed than they had been earlier. Sawyer stretched as well and he smiled that special grin he gave to Andvari when they connected this way. The romantic part of him wanted to believe it was spiritual. The practical part of him knew it was.
“Ready to try something new?”
“Always,” Sawyer said.
Andvari’s heart skipped a beat and he had to laugh at himself. He’d never have believed he would find such joy with someone like Sawyer. Young, carefree, and even silly to some extent. And whatever magic he would or would not receive as they continued their journey, Sawyer had magic of his own as a human null. Andvari paused and pulled Sawyer against him, kissed him gently and sweetly, trying to explain without words how much he felt.
Sawyer held him tight and they stood there for a long moment, wrapped up together. “You’re very sentimental today,” Sawyer said softly. “What would Hartwig say?”
Andvari grinned. “He’d tell us to get a room.”
Sawyer laughed. “I can actually imagine him saying that.”
“And do you know what I would say to him?”
Sawyer looked into Andvari’s eyes and his breath caught. “No.”
“I’d tell him I couldn’t. Because I wanted the world to see the love of my life.”
Sawyer leaned into him, touching their foreheads together. “I love you, too, Andi. Very much.”
“I don’t know what’s gotten into me today.”
“Draco. Did Draco get into you today?”
Andvari snorted out a laugh, just as Sawyer had intended. “Perhaps.”
“Yeah, that’ll do it. Such a sap, our dragon.”
“He really is.”
“And it’s obviously contagious.”
“Clearly,” Andvari said. “What should I do about it?”
“Enjoy it.”
“I plan on it. Now, where were we?”
Sawyer kissed him sweetly before moving away and rolling his shoulders. “Show me, already. I’m curious.”
Andvari grinned and stepped behind Sawyer, holding him close. He positioned his arms the way he wanted them before duplicating the movement on his own.
“Um, Andi?”
“Yes, my love.”
“You’re um, really close. You know, to my butt.”
Andvari grinned and moved closer.
“Do you really expect me to concentrate when you’re…. Oh wow. Oh my goddess. You’re very happy to see me.”
