I was carrying Jed and Beshiro, and Roman had Tan and Phaeron with him. I was pretty sure our team was the fun flyers, and they were the… super serious ones. At least with Phae with them. He was so serious all the time, and sometimes, it made the people around him act just as serious, or perhaps they felt like they couldn’t joke around with him or something.
I had a feeling he had more of a sense of humor hiding under that facade than anyone thought, though.
Regardless, Jed and Shiro were laughing and having a great time on my back while Phae and Tan looked like they were having a serious conversation.
Tan had placed a spell over himself and Phae, and one over Jed and Beshiro to block the wind. That way, no one’s ears hurt, their eyes weren’t watering, their noses weren’t running, they were warm, and probably most importantly, they weren’t swallowing bugs or getting them splatted all over them—ew.
Having the shield allowed them to talk at a normal volume and still hear each other.
Being in my dragon form, I could hear them clearly without any added spells.
Dragons were made for this.Iwas made for this. Flying was what we did.
And yeah, we did get bug splats sometimes, but if I saw too many of them, I could just roast them before they ever reached me. Plus, it wasn’t too bad up this high, anyway.
I glanced at Roman, taking in his gorgeous blue dragon form.
He was so… muscly, and his scales were shining, bright and beautiful as the light reflected off them. His scales ranged from a dark, deep blue to a sky blue under his chin and along his belly, so he was always looking like a sparkly blue disco ball in the sun.
The horns on his head were large, dark blue, vicious-looking, and sharp enough they could pierce someone’s chest with ease. His fangs were white and sharp, his talons were the same very dark blue as his horns and just as fierce, and the spiky plates down his spine made him look even more ferocious.
His eyes were the same bright blue in this form as his bipedal one, but his pupils were vertical slits, just as mine were. His eyes held so much meaning behind them, and it made me want to ask him a million questions about his life, have him regale me with stories, have him stare at me with that same familiarity he always did, something filled with affection and happiness.
He was probably the most gorgeous dragon I’d ever seen.
Definitely the sexiest.
A lot of people always claimed that my dad and I were the prettiest, but I just didn’t see it. Sure, we were both gold, but what was so great about gold? Blue, especially Roman’s varied shades of blue sparkling in the sunlight, was way more gorgeous than any other color.
Jed leaned forward and patted the side of my neck, calling out, “Better be careful before you drool with all that staring you’re doin’. I really don’t want to be covered in dragon slobber.”
I let out a growl.
He patted me again. “Might want to close your mouth, honey. You’re making it way too obvious that you’re checking him out.”
I growled again and rolled my eyes, even though I was embarrassed at being caught. If I was in my bipedal form, I’d be blushing. Fuck, and this right afterthe incidentthis morning.
Beshiro said, “Leave them alone, Jed. Good lordy. You’re so rude.”
“How am I being rude? I’m only trying to help.”
“By embarrassing them.”
The two continued to bicker, and I really wished I could speak in this form so I could put a stop to it because wow. They were annoying.
But also sort of… amusing and maybe even a little charming.
I didn’t know what it was like to have a sibling, but if I had one, I’d want a relationship like Jed and his siblings had. Even when they were teasing, arguing, bickering, or just talking, you could see the easy camaraderie they all had with each other, and more importantly, you could see the affection.
I’d always wished I had a sibling, although at the same time, in the place I grew up, I was happy there was no one else there to suffer with me. I wouldn’t have wished that life on anyone, let alone a sibling I loved.
But now… now that I was in a safe place with people who truly cared about me, I kind of hoped my dad and Tan decided to adopt a kid or two or ten. I’d love to spoil the crap out of some little ones, and then hand them back over to the two of them. I’d love to be a part of a little one’s life like that.
I glanced over at Roman for a moment and couldn’t help but wonder if he wanted kids.
He would make a wonderful father. I’d seen him playing with Keryth’s girls many times, and he was always so patient and adorable with them. He didn’t mind playing princesses and letting them dress him up, he didn’t mind running around the house, playing knights with cardboard swords and shields, and he seemed to enjoy playing board games with the kids. It was super sweet.
He should definitely adopt a few kids or something.
