Date: Thu, 5 Jan 2017 08:59:28 -0500
From: Tripp Savidge <trippsavidge@gmail.com>
Subject: Dancing with the Dragon, Chapter 18: Gold Scales

This is a work of fiction, and contains scenes of explicit gay sex. Any
resemblance to actual places, persons, or events is coincidental. If you
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Dancing with the Dragon: CH 18, Gold Scales, Copyright 2016
Tripp Savidge. All rights are reserved. Do not duplicate or distribute in
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Dancing with the Dragon
Chapter 18: Gold Scales
by Tripp Savidge


Skye sat on the edge of the bed watching Dillon sleep. This was the
second time he'd come in to check on him. What has come over me? How can
he look so angelic after what we did? Skye resisted the temptation to
touch. But it took all his willpower. Dillon was lying on his side, one
leg bent, showing off the curve of his ass. His hole still glistened with
moisture, though Skye knew he had cleaned it very thoroughly with his
tongue. The memory of how good that ass felt was still clear in his mind.
Oh God, I want to fuck him again... I love those cute little sounds he
makes and how his body responds to me. I hope I didn't hurt him. I wonder
what pushing my magic into him actually does? Skye snickered, other than
making him gasp, orgasm, and get him ready for another go.

Skye pulled the covers over Dillon, still fighting the temptation and
bent down to kiss him on the cheek. Even in sleep, Dillon smiled and made
a soft cooing sound. I better ask before this goes too much farther...
maybe Kleitos will know.

Skye climbed back in his own bed and startled for a second when he caught
his reflection in the overhead mirror. He looked up at the reflection and
admired Garrett's sleeping body - he is truly the most beautiful man I've
ever seen. And to think, he loves me. Skye felt all warm and tingly as he
drifted into sleep.

When he started to wake, Skye realized they'd changed positions during
the night. He was now wrapped snuggly in Garrett's muscled arms, Skye's
back pressed against the heat of his chest... and his large and very hard
manhood nestled between Skye's ass cheeks.

It doesn't get better than this. Skye squeezed his ass and moved a
little, just enough to remind himself how nicely they fit together.
Didn't matter which one was spooning, they were made for each other. Skye
felt the smile build on his face. Garrett wasn't completely awake but
drifting, his dreams moving into something more intentional. When he'd
first learned that Garrett would be his mate, Skye had assumed he'd be
subordinate and relegated to bottoming for the rest of his life. Yet,
somehow knowing that Garrett wanted Skye just as badly and needed Skye to
take him made everything different. Now, he looked forward to every
variation and at the moment... Yeah... at the moment I want that fat cock
inside.

Skye started moving a little more, rubbing his ass up and down stroking
Garrett.

Garrett's breath warmed Skye's neck and then moved into kisses, licks,
and gentle biting. Garrett's hand slid down Skye's stomach and wrapped
around Skye's erection and began squeezing and stroking.

Skye arched and let Garrett rub more directly on his hole. He could feel
Garrett leaking and his own ass responding and trying to pull in his
mate. Skye let out a moan as the thick head pushed against his ass lips,
stretching and opening him up.

Garrett sucked at his neck, squeezing and stroking his cock as he gently
worked his way in. Skye's manhood was slick with his own pre-cum and
Garrett was using it to slide his hand over and around Skye's glans as he
pushed all the way in.

"Drop your shields baby. Let's share this."

Skye lowered his shields and let out a small gasp. He could feel how
tight he felt to Garrett, how warm and slick his cock felt in Garrett's
hand. Garrett was rubbing all the right places, and the heat and steam
from his breath on Skye's neck was driving him crazy.

"And you were worried you wouldn't be as good, if anything, you're
tighter than before," Garrett whispered in his ear.

"I'm going to cum..." Skye gasped.

Garrett rumbled and stroked harder pushing in deep and fast. Skye
erupted, his seed shooting and running over Garrett's hand. When his body
finally stopped pumping, Garrett pushed him onto his stomach tucking his
cock up against his abs and then began thrusting.

Skye's head was still spinning from his own orgasm but the feel of
Garrett's thick cock deep inside him was so good and he could feel the
sensation building again. The sound of Garrett's body slapping against
his ass, the sound and feel of those balls smacking against his own was
driving him wild. Skye let himself be fucked, nothing romantic or
delicate now - just hard lust and need. I don't even know if it's mine or
his... I want him to pound my ass... feels so good having him take
control.

Garrett was groaning now, his body had started to shudder at the
intensity of the hard sex. He began grinding himself in whenever he was
at the deepest part of his thrust.

Skye squeezed and moved to give Garrett even more pleasure but found
himself quickly undone as it also brought him to the edge again.
**Garrett... when you cum, I want you to fill me with your magic at the
same time. Just like we did last night.** Skye sent after finding he
didn't have the ability to speak around his own moans of pleasure.

"You'll shift," Garrett rumbled.

**No, won't shift. Please.** Skye sent in pleading.

Then the orgasm hit Skye and it happened just as Garrett was deep and
grinding himself into him. Skye cried out and his whole body clenched,
pulling Garrett over the edge with him. Skye reached out with that
burning energy in his gut and nudged Garrett, giving the gentlest of tugs
and then it filled him. Garrett's power slammed into Skye and he screamed
as it seemed to fill every corner of his body, doubling the intensity of
the orgasm.

Garrett collapsed onto Skye and lay still trying to catch his breath.
**What the hell baby... what did we do?**

Skye wiggled just a little, enjoying the feel of how full he was with
Garrett still deep inside. He'd come to love the feel of him and how
connected he felt with the thick beast buried deep in his gut. He managed
to get another pitiful moan out of Garrett before he let out a little
chuckle. "That was you stud. Not me."

"Oh no baby, your sweet ass was definitely involved and if you don't quit
doing whatever it is you're doing... I might just perish..."

Perish huh? Skye thought and lifted his ass and began stroking Garrett,
getting it just right as he felt through Garrett what he needed to move.

"Oh fuck. No, can't," Garret said as he pulled out and flipped Skye onto
his back.

"Hey! We weren't done."

**Didn't say I was.** Garrett sent as he took Skye into his mouth and
sucked him clean. He then proceeded to lick every bit of the spilled seed
from Skye's body, working his way up to his neck then moving back down to
his balls, thighs and finally lifting him so he could clean out his fuck
tube. When Garrett started eating out Skye's ass, he let out a low
rumbling growl.

The vibration of that growl, went straight through Skye, hardening his
cock and sending a shiver up his spine until his eyes rolled back and he
began gasping. When Garrett finally released him, Skye lay back and
remained still, letting the feeling slowly fade.

"Better now?" Garrett asked his deep voice sending a new shudder through
Skye.

Skye gave a raspy chuckle. "For a few minutes... then we can start
again."

"Father Dragon Skye! Have mercy, I'm only dragon you know," Garrett
laughed and started tickling Skye running his hand over his still
sensitive body. Skye thrashed as he laughed so hard, he had trouble
catching his breath. They ended wrapped in each other's arms and tangled
in the sheets. "I love you."

Skye kissed Garrett gently looking into his dark eyes. "I love you more."
And the tickling began again.


*   Scene 2   *

Skye wondered if they could actually break his ribs with how hard they
hugged him. River and Nik came to their room just as they'd finished
showering. Fortunately Mica was on duty and he knew to let them in
without question. Most of the other Imperial Guard would have made them
wait.

"Can't breathe."

"Sorry, please don't scare me like that again. I swear I'd have stormed
the place myself... if I could have gotten past the guards," River said
easing up and taking a step back.

"Father actually put a whole squad on us. I think he might have tied us
up if we had tried anything," Nik added moving around to stand behind
River and wrap him in his arms.

"I'm glad. It wouldn't have been safe and believe me I had no choice in
the matter. Not like I wanted to get drugged, tied up and... well anyway.
I'm here now."

"Other than the hair, not looking too bad. So when do I get to see?"
River asked.

"See what?" Skye asked, not believing that his brother could ask to see
the evidence of his capture and how he'd been used.

River smacked him, lightly but it was still a surprise. "No shithead,
your 'DRAGON'?" He said drawing out the word.

"Oh, not sure... they told me I wouldn't shift again until at least late
today. And why'd you hit me?"

"For that stupid-ass thought. Not that I don't like looking at your bum,
but I'm not a total insensitive gitt."

"How'd you..."

"It's getting stronger. I get most of what Nik's thinking if he's not
trying to shield and don't know why but you're almost as clear."

"I'm still adjusting. I knew it would happen but it still feels strange,"
Nik said pulling River back against him.

"You getting more from River too?" Garrett asked as he joined. He'd put
on one of the robes.

"Yeah... I don't know if it works the same for you, but things heat up
faster."

Garrett laughed. "Yup. Quicker when you don't have to use words - start
out thinking damn he looks hot, I want to fuck him. He looks up smiles
and thinks 'yeah let's fuck' and then the clothes are coming off."

"Are you two doing okay? I noticed River's looking a little tired," Skye
asked.

"I'll survive, between worrying about you and Nik's growing appetite, I
haven't gotten much sleep. If it weren't for Kleitos and Jerrick I'm not
sure I'd be walking," River said.

"I don't mind you staying in bed," Nik said as he nuzzled into River.

"Wait, Kleitos?" Garrett asked.

"I don't know what Skye did to him, but he's not the same dragon. Before
you guys came back he was adamant that he wouldn't sleep with me. But
now... damn he's like... I don't have words."

"So he's helping take care of you?" Garrett clarified.

"Big time. He made it clear he'd be glad for a threesome with River too.
And seriously Garrett, it's like he's a different guy."

"Why are you all looking at me? I didn't do anything to him!" Skye
objected.

Garrett pulled Skye into his arms. "But you did. And you did the same
thing to Jerrick and Taleel. I've seen it firsthand love and there is a
pattern."

"Is not!"

"Nik you better watch out... make sure you help pick who River seduces
'cause I have a feeling you'll be in the same place before too long."

Nik's face lit up with an evil smile. "It's okay, I don't object and how
can I blame them for wanting him? He's so fucking hot." Nik pulled River
into a kiss and his hands began groping and squeezing.

"Okay... well then... looks like you two need to go back to your room.
Skye needs to eat and I promise I'll call you when he starts his next
shift."

"Promise?" River managed to get out around Nik's lips.

They watched as Nik practically dragged River from the room.

"Are we that bad?"

"I try to be a little more discreet, but then again I'm older and have a
fair bit more experience than Nik. Also, while you're extra horny with
your dragon change - it's not both of us," Garrett said.

"Your Majesty, are you ready for your clothes?" Dillon asked peering
around the corner.

"Sure, thanks Dillon," Skye said.

"You seem to have adapted pretty quickly. It doesn't bother you having
someone else lay out your clothes and fuss over you?" Garrett asked.

"No, though I don't mind doing it myself, I rely on Dillon to let me know
what's appropriate. It's a little different when you have no idea what is
acceptable to wear on what occasion. The styles and options are like
nothing I've ever even seen and honestly, without his help, I couldn't
even put some of the stuff on."

"Guess it is different for you. That's one of the reasons I like being on
the ship - no one fussing over me, I do things for myself with no one
telling me where I have to be, what I have to wear..."

"That's because you wear the same thing every day. You have assigned
rotation and duties so you already know."

Garrett glared. "Destroy my illusions."

"At least you know they are illusions," Skye said as Dillon laid out
clothing on the bed. He saw Rilien come out of the closet his hands full
of Garrett's clothing. He watched as the two set everything out neatly.
Dillon looked up and saw the question on Skye's face.

"I hope you don't mind Your Majesty, Prince Argos asked Rilien to help
me. At least until they figure out a schedule and what classes he needs
to take.

"That's fine. I think it's a good idea," Skye responded. He noticed that
Rilien refused to make eye contact, keeping his gaze focused on the
floor. It will take time, but eventually he'll get comfortable. Maybe
Kwill can help him once he's well again. The boy has been through a lot
and you don't just lose your parents and your whole way of life and
bounce back in a day or two.

"Do I notice a slight glow this morning Dillon?" Garrett asked as he
walked over to him. Garrett put his finger under Dillon's chin and lifted
his face enough to look at him. He leaned in and breathed deeply.

"Sir?"

"May I kiss you Dillon?"

"If it pleases you, Your Majesty."

Garrett kissed Dillon capturing his mouth and pulling the slender body
against him. Garrett kissed deeply then reached down and gripped Dillon's
ass lifting him and letting Dillon's legs wrap around his waist. When
Garrett finally ended the kiss and set Dillon back on the floor, Skye
couldn't help but notice the pronounced bulge and wet spot on Dillon's
tights.

"He's sexy isn't he?" Skye asked.

"I don't know how I missed it before. Father Dragon Skye, I could just
eat that boy up."

"You really should Garrett, he's very tasty." Skye wondered if the
increased attraction was from his time with Dillon. The same thing had
happened after he'd been with Mica - Garrett's attraction to him had
spiked. And to Skye's knowledge it had yet to fade.

Dillon stood a little stunned for a moment, flushed with a look of pure
desire on his face. "Breakfast is on the East Terrace this morning.
Prince Argos insisted. I was going to bring it up but he and the chef
said that you needed a large breakfast and it was best to take it out of
doors. And I already made arrangements for Gioci to come and fix your
hair," Dillon said.

"Thanks Dillon. Pater's right. You'll have a larger appetite than usual
after the shift and while we don't expect another one to come on for a
number of hours, it doesn't hurt to take precautions."

"So do I need to stay outside for a while?" Skye asked nervously.

"Not really, but it might make you feel better. You should have more than
enough warning to get outside if needed. The first few days of the
change, outside is just better - don't know how to explain it. You'll
understand when you feel it."

And of course Garrett was right. As soon as Skye stepped outside it was
like a weight was lifted and he could breathe more easily. The whole
world just seemed better, not to mention the smell of the food waiting
for him. If the family hadn't been so encouraging, he would have been
embarrassed by what he ate. Yet, they kept refilling my plate so it had
to be okay, right?

Pater and Kleitos gave him a full inspection and interrogated him on what
happened while he ate, not about the slavers, but about his first change.
Skye was surprised to find they were all as excited as River to see his
dragon form. Pater was also hoping the change would come late enough in
the day that Christos could join them. He was being released today and
both Pater and Father were going to retrieve him and bring him home.

Skye felt a little nervous about that, while pleased that they were
treating him like a son, he couldn't forget the magical pull and the lust
he'd felt from Christos. He hadn't decided how he was going to handle it,
but figured one way or another it would work itself out. Maybe Christos
would hold back for a while like Rilien. Right now, Skye considered any
delays, good ones.

River and Nik joined them for breakfast, late - but they showed up -
albeit flushed and out of breath. Skye had to concentrate not to choke
when they first arrived. He considered shielding but it was too much fun
listening to the mental speculation of everyone at the table wondering
exactly what the two had been doing. He guessed it was a sign of it being
normal when they got it pretty much right.


*   Scene 3   *

"Sure doesn't look like a hospital to me," Skye said as they walked down
the large stone vaulted corridor. It looked ancient and huge - like you
could put airplanes in here.

"Where else can you put full-sized dragons? It was adapted centuries ago
and that's why the new medical facility is above. If you follow this to
the end, there's a long ramp and exit to the outside. A couple other
chambers have mechanical roofs that open. I promise, Jos is in very good
hands," Garrett assured him.

"He better be." Skye was fascinated by the holographic screens they used
to section off the rooms where dragons were recovering. Guess it makes
sense, a door that big would be cumbersome and they make it private. They
came to a wall that looked like a waterfall in a dense forest and Skye
knew before Garrett said anything that Jos was on the other side. Skye
could feel him - but worse, he could feel that Jos was upset.

"Here we are, just walk through," Garrett said stepping through the
waterfall. Mica, Fisk, and two other guards followed.

Skye stopped as soon as he'd passed through the screen. It was a dragon,
a real live, honest-to-goodness dragon. Just like in the fairy tales. Jos
was beautiful and majestic, a deep golden-bronze with reddish accents.
There were two men talking with him, neither of whom Skye recognized. The
man on the right looked familiar and then Skye realized that he looked
like Jos. Athletic build, but not nearly as muscled as Jos with dark
tanned skin and red-gold hair. The other man was big, built like a bear
with dark brown skin and black braids.

Skye heard giggling and laughter... a child's, Skye thought and then he
saw the dark curly head peer over Jos's back as he climbed up the dragon.
He can't be more than four or five. Skye couldn't help but smile as he
saw the young boy using Jos like his own playground.

His gaze returned to Jos and the two men and he felt the emotion. Jos was
distressed. He and Garrett approached and the other two men turned as Jos
raised his head.

Skye felt the tension rise and was surprised that neither man said
anything, not even the obligatory bow to Garrett. He could also feel the
anger building in his guards - they had noticed too.

Mica was the first to speak. "Do you forget your manners Javel? And you
Abraham, normally I expect better of you."

Javel scowled and spat on the floor. "Bow to the Prince and his incubus.
I think not."

Jos let out a low growl. "Javel..."

"He's the reason you were hurt. He gets nothing from me. If you were
smart, you'd return to your family and give up this fool notion. He'll
get you killed Jos. If Father Dragon was just, the slavers would have
been successful in killing the demonspawn. You belong with family."

Mica and the other guards drew their weapons. "Reconsider your words
Javel. You are bordering on treason and it would be a shame for you to
take away your son's chance to grow up," Mica cautioned.

Abraham reached out and put his hand on Javel's shoulder. "Please Javel,
enough."

"Is he really that good a fuck Jos? Have you lost your mind or has he
completely corrupted you?" Javel asked.

"You should leave brother and I suggest you not return. I can do nothing
to save you from your own stupidity if you take this further," Jos
growled as he turned his head to his brother. "And if you ever, ever,
insult my Prince again Jesse will grow up an orphan."

Abraham called Jesse to him and pulled at Javel to leave. "Please, enough
Javel. For Jesse, please."

Skye felt his own anger growing. He'd lowered his shielding to see if
Javel was a real threat and was disgusted with the thoughts he found.
Javel didn't care about Jos, only how he reflected on the family - how it
looked. And most importantly how it made Javel look. He could not forgive
Jos for joining the Imperial Guard against his family's wishes. He saw
this as a chance to pull him back in.

**Skye, what is it? The temperature has dropped and if looks could kill,
Javel and his mate would already be dead,** Garrett asked.

**He's scum, a low-life mud sucking... Jos deserves better.** Skye could
barely constrain himself. He could tell this wasn't the first time Javel
had hurt Jos but it would be the last. He would not let them hurt Jos or
upset him again. Some of the things Jos had said fell into place and Skye
was more determined than ever to take care of him and give him the family
he wanted.

**Let Jos handle it,** Garrett sent.

Skye relented and decided he'd let the others take care of Javel. He
would focus on Jos.

Javel grumbled and glared at them as Abraham pulled him from the chamber.
Jesse seemed oblivious to the entire exchange. Mica and Fisk followed
stepping through the holographic wall after them as Skye counted and
tried to calm himself down. Poor kid, what a family... he was such a cute
one, but years with that viper and he won't be for long. Skye reached out
his mind and knew Mica had given another warning then reported the
incident to Devroe. Which means it will be reported to Father. Almost
feel sorry for them if Pater finds out.

"I am very sorry Your Majesties," Jos said. His dragon voice sounding
deep and gravelly.

"It's okay Jos. Javel has never been overly blessed with intelligence or
common sense," Garrett said.

"There was a good reason I left and never went back. The rest of the
family is no better," Jos said as he turned his large head away from
them.

Skye moved up and wrapped his arms around what he could reach of Jos's
snout, rubbing his eye ridge like the others had done for him. Damn but
he's big. He could eat me in one bite and those teeth - jeez, they're
bigger than my arm. I wonder if he's larger than me. Skye opened himself
up to Jos again. He wants a little one of his own so badly.

"You need to get better Jos so you can come home. I'm so sorry you got
hurt, if there is anything I can do to make things better, just ask. We
miss you, you know," Skye said out loud.

Jos moved his head closer to Skye's touch. "Thanks. They said I should be
able to leave tomorrow."

"We'll have a big meal to celebrate. Feired and Willow are coming back
today and Kwill is supposed to be released tomorrow as well," Garrett
added.

"I heard you shifted," Jos said, his deep dragon voice making Skye's
bones vibrate.

"Yeah, but don't let them tell you stories. It was dark so no one could
really saw me - I ate, slept, and changed back."

"He's just modest Jos. He was spectacular - bigger even than me. And on
his first shift!" Garrett bragged.

Skye saw the large blue eye turn toward him. "Skye?"

"Garrett exaggerates as usual. You'll just have to wait until you see for
yourself. I hope I'm half as amazing as you. Jos you are beautiful. You
look like you should be on top of a pile of gold and jewels with the sun
dancing across your golden scales."

Jos snorted in a dragon laugh. "I'm so glad you are okay, I was worried."

"You and me both. Remind me and we can toast to our survival."


*   Scene 4   *

"So this is really not the venue I expected. Normally when someone says
'I'll show you mine if you show me yours,' it's a private kind of place,"
Skye said as Garrett led him into the gardens after lunch. Skye didn't
mind, it was a beautiful, sunny day and he really did want to see what
Garrett's dragon looked like.

"This is private. The royal gardens are only for the family and their
invited guests. We're surrounded by a twenty foot wall and most of it
isn't even visible from the Palace. And we need plenty of space. You may
find your own dragon waking in response to my shift," Garrett said.

"What about other dragons, or skimmers. Paparazzi could take pictures of
us in a compromising situation and then broadcast it across the
universe."

"Father Dragon forbid! You don't need to be any more popular or have any
more handsome young men jacking off as they think of you. Seriously, the
airspace is restricted - no aircraft of any kind or dragons, fairies, or
other sentient that isn't family is allowed over the Palace or its
grounds."

Skye couldn't help but smile - he really didn't care but loved giving
Garrett a hard time. He noticed the guards kept back and somewhat out of
sight but as he scanned for them, he felt someone else approaching.
"Someone's coming."

"Who?"

"No idea. Doesn't feel familiar but he got past the guards so I'm
guessing he's okay."

"Your Majesties, I hope I'm not disturbing you," the man called as he
approached.

"No, just relaxing and enjoying the gardens," Garrett answered.

The man stopped and bowed. "Serat sent me. I am Tibor and will serve as
your secretary until you have selected someone to replace me. Serat has
received a number of requests and inquiries and I need to know how you
would like me to proceed?"

"Hopefully you mean for Prince Skye, I don't need a secretary," Garrett
said.

"Of course Your Majesty, as you wish. Serat has asked that in service to
Prince Skye I also relay any information to you as well."

"Guess that was one way to get rid of me," Garrett said.

"You can be difficult love. I can't blame him for not wanting to deal
with you. What do you need from us Tibor?" Skye asked ignoring Garrett's
glare.

"If you could tell me when you will be available sir? I need to schedule
the interviews for your secretary candidates; your review of the Imperial
Guard to select additional men; and you have several audience requests."

"Audience requests? From whom?"

"Vetha, the acting king of the were-clans, Gilian, grand-daughter of
Queen Caladwen, Fleet Admiral Kiko Matsui, and Vice Admiral Bresel. Those
are the requests Serat thought were worthy. There are others but we are
still investigating."

"Do you happen to know why? I don't know any of them, nor can I think of
why they'd want to talk to me."

"Skye, I have a good guess..." Garrett said.

"So, are you going to tell me?"

"Vice Admiral Bresel is with the Academy and is responsible for recruit
training and placement. He likely has seen your scores."

"Scores for what?" Skye asked resisting the temptation to jump ahead and
pull the thoughts from Garrett's head.

"The simulators. Remember we said they weren't really games - well, the
results are tabulated and reported through the Academy as they would be
with any other recruit. And... your scores were unusual."

"So he's going to tell me to stay away from those ships... right? That he
doesn't want me and River anywhere near his expensive toys."

"Probably not. More likely he's going to talk to you about taking
additional training and try to make you an official soldier - maybe even
place you."

"Why? Doesn't that take years? And I'm bonded to you... doesn't the whole
royal baby breeder thing take me out of the picture?"

Garrett scowled and Skye felt the anger building. "Dammit Skye, you are
not a baby breeder and no, it doesn't take you out of things. You don't
have to serve in the military but they may make it difficult for you to
stay with me unless you do. The same is true for River and even Nik.
Father pulls a lot of strings, but he likes to work within the system -
when he can."

"So, I guess I need to meet with them and find out what they want. We
can't go anywhere for a few days anyway. How long until I'll be able to
travel again without fear of impromptu shifting?

"A few days, maybe a week?"

"Go ahead and schedule them Tibor. You might want to caution them that if
I'm in dragon form we might need to reschedule. I don't have much control
yet."

"Of course Your Majesty. The Emperor had Serat assign you an office in
the Assembly halls at the Empire Court, many of your appointments can be
held there. However, you will need to meet the Fleet Admiral and Vice
Admiral in their respective offices."

"Sure. You decide what order. I have no clue what the protocol is," Skye
said.

They watched Tibor walk back towards the palace. When he was out of
sight, Skye turned to Garrett and gave an expectant look. "Well?"

"Impatient aren't you?"

"Yes. Before someone else shows up. I want to see - so get to changing
stud."

Garrett gave a smile that made Skye want wrap him in his arms - but he
wanted to see his dragon even more. Garrett moved away from the trees a
bit and into a large grassy area. He removed his clothing and set them
aside then stood, stretched out his arms and shimmered like the heat
rising from the highway, then it was there, a golden dragon.

"Holy shit!" Skye exclaimed. And I thought Jos was impressive. He walked
around the dragon as Garrett turned his large head and followed with his
gaze. He's huge and so damn beautiful. Skye thought as he felt something
stirring inside. The new voice, his 'dragon self", as he thought of it
had been silent since he changed back the day before, but now he felt it
stirring. "I knew you'd be pretty..." And then Skye could hear that
voice, just like a thought coming to mind. He will produce beautiful
dragonlings with us, full of magic, strong, and magnificent - and yes he
is pretty.

"I am not pretty. Handsome maybe," Garrett responded, his voice had
dropped even deeper in this form.

"No, you're pretty. My god Garrett, it looks like you're made of gold and
the blue - damn but those scales almost look like jewels. And what's with
these extra horns and fringe?" Skye said approaching and running his hand
along Garrett's snout. He's definitely bigger than Jos and my dragon is
very happy.

"Every dragon is different, while most golds share similar features, our
line is a little showier and the fringe, as you call it, is most similar
to whiskers."

"Do humans ever ride on dragons?"

Garrett snorted. "You have ridden me many times as I recall."

Skye blushed. "You know that's not what I meant."

"Yes it is quite common. We have special harnesses and saddles for when a
bond-mate is learning and after they are comfortable, the saddles are not
needed."

"Do you think sometime... I could ride?"

"Oh I'm sure we could work something out. But it will cost you."

Skye didn't need Garrett to put it into words. The image came all too
clearly to his mind, causing him to blush and get very aroused.

"Do you feel any stirring of your own dragon? Is he awake or do you feel
like you might be getting ready to shift?" Garrett asked.

"Yeah, he woke up, but can't say I feel any different. It's just weird
having another voice in my head."

"I'd think with your gifts, you'd be used to that by now."

"Not like this. It's sort of like he's me, but he's not me. It's like
talking to yourself when you're reasoning something out but it's
different too. He knows things I shouldn't, he sees things, senses things
and sometimes has different... I don't know... rules?"

"That's a good description. It may be easier for us since that voice
starts when we go into puberty and then gets stronger when we start the
change. But by the time it gets vocal, we're used to it. Just so you know
Skye, it is you. We're taught early on that our brains deal with it by
giving it a unique or separate voice. It's true for all shifters or
creatures with multiple forms. If you had more than one form, you'd have
more voices. They teach us that it is to deal with the rules changing for
whatever form we're in. What can harm a dragon, what a dragon sees, what
a dragon can do, is so different than a human, you need a different
driver."

"So if I tried to use human rules, they might get me into trouble."

"Yes. You also have a different perspective when you weigh several tons
and can eat, burn, or destroy most enemies without a blink and know that
you will live for centuries."

"So how do you shift?" Skye asked.

"You just think about shifting and becoming your other self and will it
to happen."

Skye thought about it but felt nothing. "Maybe it's just not time yet?"
Then he felt a building presence and turned to look toward the palace.
"You're about to have an audience."

Garrett turned to follow Skye's gaze. "Who?"

"I think it's the whole gang, River, Nik, Kleitos, Pater, and I think...
yeah it's Feired and that must mean Willow too."

"Well they didn't come to see me, so prod your dragon and see if you
can't hurry things along."

"I don't think it works that way." Skye walked to meet the others and
gave Feired a hug. "I'm so glad you're okay." He looks good, Skye
thought, Feired's white hair and pale skin taking on a silvery cast in
the bright sun.

"Me too. But it's all thanks to Willow. He was amazing Skye," Feired said
as he pulled Willow forward. Willow blushed and avoided eye contact.

"Thank you Willow. Everyone said you did amazing things to save our
guys."

"I knew you'd want me to. It really wasn't that much."

Skye looked at Willow and felt his blood stir. Goodness he's hot. If
you'd told me green was a turn on I'd have said you were loopy but damn,
on him it looks delicious. So ripe. How have the others avoided just
crawling all over him. And then he noticed Feired's expression as well as
the others. Something had changed.

"I'm sorry sir. I'm trying to control it and I was doing really well and
then I saw you and... oh goodness sir I don't think I can hold it back
much more." Willow's words tumbled out and he was broadcasting nervous
fear in addition to the lust.

Skye's dragon was making low growling sounds in his head and sending
thoughts of wild sex and demanding that they claim the nymph. Skye tried
to push it away and get his words out. "It's okay, Willow, but I'm not
sure I understand."

"He's held back Your Majesty, the perfect gentleman. But I can feel it, I
think he just lost control of his pheromones. Cause I'm sure feeling it
and I've spent a lifetime around Nymphs, girls maybe, but I know how it
feels and well..."

"Yeah bro, and I think I know why. You're doing that eye thing again and
I feel it from both of you," River said.

Skye took a step back, his dragon was restless - pacing inside Skye's
gut. He started feeling warm and a little dizzy.

"Skye you may want to disrobe. I think you're starting to shift," Pater
said as he approached and began helping Skye out of his jacket. "Keep
breathing, it will be fine. You still have a few minutes. Don't forget
I've been through this a number of times."

Skye was a little embarrassed about being naked in front of Pater but the
man was so calm and reassuring. He made Skye lie back on the ground and
then after a few moments it happened. No pain, no fanfare, just a brief
moment of feeling disoriented and then the world was different.

"Holy fucking shit!" River exclaimed.

"Wow," Nik added.

Pater was there rubbing Skye's brow. "You are magnificent Skye. I have
never seen a dragon that compares."

Skye felt a little awkward at the praise but his dragon preened and sat a
little taller. He knew he was beautiful.

"Didn't I tell you?" Garrett asked.

"Yeah but you exaggerate so often... I just thought..." Nik began.

"Do you think I'll look like that?" River asked turning to Pater.

"No way to know until you shift River. Kleitos and Garrett are similar to
each other but they are also different enough to be easily recognized.
The same with Zo. So we don't know until you shift."

"Big surprise but Garrett is the prettiest," Kleitos said.

"Handsome." Garrett corrected.

"Pater... Pater... I don't feel so well," Nik said dropping to his knees
and clutching his stomach.

"Oh goodness! River help me get his clothes off," Pater yelled as he
quickly ran over to Nik.

"Slow your breathing, count to three in and out. You'll be fine, just
stay calm."

Skye watched in excitement. He could feel the change coming over Nik, he
reached out with his mind. **I'm here for you Nik. I can feel it - you're
shifting. Just let it happen and don't fight it."

Nik's form blurred and then expanded, replaced with a beautiful golden
dragon.

"Well look at you! Now that's a pretty dragon!" Garrett chortled.

Skye couldn't disagree, the differences were subtle but there. Nik was a
little more fine featured and at least at this stage not quite as big.
The coloring was similar but Nik's blues were closer to blue-green and he
had a more elaborate frill down his spine.

"Oh Nik you are precious. Father will be so pleased and so proud. Every
one of my boys is a stunning specimen of dragon."

Skye saw the tears running down River's face as he wrapped himself around
Nik's snout. It didn't take mind reading to know how much they loved each
other and Skye couldn't be happier. Kleitos approached and leaned against
Skye's flank and spoke softly.

"Just so you know, you are still prettier than both of them. Nik may have
taken some of the thunder but there's no escaping it."

"Will I ever see myself - know what I look like?"

"Skye? Really? Have Garrett show you. I could but your bond with him will
make it easier. If you concentrate and have him think it to you, you can
see what he sees."

Oh god am I stupid or what. I should have realized. I've shared every
other sense with him, why should sight be different.

**You ready my love? I was eavesdropping. I get suspicious when Kleitos
gets too friendly. Need to make sure he's not trying to steal my mate.**

**Yes, I'm ready and you're silly. He couldn't steal me - we're bonded,**
Skye responded

**He's sneaky. He'd figure out something and it worries me how much he's
decided he likes sex... with you. So when I show you, you owe me an
apology and we'll figure out what else."

"Deal," Skye mentally rolled his eyes. Then the vision hit and he saw the
enormous Platinum Dragon staring back, scales like iridescent swirling
silver and a royal blue underbelly, his eyes were a kaleidoscope of
rainbows and shit if he didn't have more frills, horns and spines than
any of the others. Damn, he would have to be right. Now there'll be no
living with him.

"Food is on its way," Kleitos said putting a hand to Skye's foreleg.
"Maybe you should practice walking, stretching out a little."

"Thanks. I am really hungry... oh shit, I've messed up Pater's big
dinner."

"Don't be ridiculous Skye. We'll do it tomorrow. It wouldn't be the same
without you and Nik and I'm sure we've thrown enough at Christos for the
day," Pater said. "Father's giving him a tour of the Palace."

"Perhaps he would like to see you in dragon form. I should go get him,
Rilien, and Dillon too," Garrett said.

"Shouldn't you send someone else? You won't fit through the door." Just
as Skye finished his sentence Garrett blurred and was a man again - an
incredibly sexy and naked man.

Skye growled and the low rumble vibrated the ground. Every time I see
him, it's like the first time and damn I want him so badly.

"We're all impressed big brother but you might want to get dressed before
you cause a scene," Kleitos said.

Garrett turned to look at him. "What are you talking about?"

"I don't think Skye's the only one who wants a piece of your ass,"
Kleitos responded nodding toward Willow.

Skye didn't even have to look, he could feel the lust pouring off of
Willow. And the thoughts could have been described as raunchy by a
veteran dock worker, but to come from a young, in theory - innocent young
man. Skye had to agree with Kleitos - things were going to get
complicated.

"Willow, maybe you should explore the garden for a few minutes, cool down
a little," Kleitos suggested."

"Yes Your Majesty. I think that would be good," Willow said before making
a quick exit.
"Well I guess on the plus side, he didn't seem to be intimidated or
scared by your dragon form," Kleitos said.

"I'm not sure he was really looking. From his thoughts he was holding the
image of me before I changed and I don't think I need to explain where he
was going with that," Sky said.

"Let's try walking. No Skye use all four legs, think of it like
crawling," Kleitos coached. "You know I'm not sure you can hold out too
long. It might be better for everyone to help Willow out a little. I
think we're all going to suffer otherwise. No Skye, you'll lose your
balance."

Skye was listening while he tried to figure out how to maneuver his
house-sized body. Crawling was a good approach, trying on his back legs
was a total failure and he'd almost fallen. No question he'd have crushed
anyone in his path. He also discovered that dragons were not good at
backing up - the tail really got in the way.

"You're probably right. Though I was hoping to put it off a little
longer."

"Careful or you'll..."

Skye face planted into the dirt, feeling more than a little embarrassed.
He'd tried to open his wings at the same time as walking and the wind
caught and he was on the ground.

"It's okay Skye. It just takes practice. You have to learn how to tip
your wings so the wind doesn't push you forward."

By the time Garrett returned with the others, Skye was able to move
around somewhat proficiently without falling over. He and Nik had also
eaten, though now he knew why they'd originally told him to keep his eyes
closed. While it tasted just fine and smelled marvelous, his human-self
wanted to heave. In the daylight he could see the cargo container was
full of raw meat - as if they'd emptied the butcher case and threw in a
little extra blood. On the good side he managed to keep it down, but it
was a struggle - on the down side, he knew he'd be seeing it again.
Kleitos assured him that in time he'd get used to it. Nik vehemently
disagreed, even knowing most of his life what he'd be eating as a dragon.
At least I'm not the only one, Skye thought.


*   Scene 5   *

"I feel badly, I didn't mean to scare him," Skye said as Dillon helped
him with the jacket.

"He's in a bad spot sir. I'm sure he'll adjust in time. There has been so
much change in the last few days. Even this morning I caught him just
staring at his reflection."

"How do you adjust when you find out the person you've seen looking back
at you for years, wasn't really you? What a messed up family."

"I'm sure he didn't really think you were going to eat him," Dillon said
taking the clothing to the closet.

"I know but the way he screamed and ran..."

"He is attracted to you. I can tell the way he watches when he doesn't
think anyone's looking. Maybe he had never been up close with a dragon
before. You are rather large and you did growl... no, wait, just hear me
out. While I could feel it was lust and not hunger that doesn't mean he
could."

Skye had wanted to interrupt, now he just stopped and stared as Dillon
spoke. "What else can you sense or feel?"

Dillon's eyes went a little wide and his face flushed. "You're going to
think I'm imagining things and being silly."

"No, please..."

"It has been growing, getting stronger. I knew when you were in trouble
with the slavers. I could feel your emotions and when I'd check with
Mica, he had the same sense. Last night I could feel you reaching out to
me and when I'm in the room and you think... well... when you... notice
me. I get really warm and my body starts reacting. It was almost
overwhelming this morning."

"Really?" Skye asked noticing again how sexy Dillon looked and
remembering how good that smooth slender body felt wrapped around him.

"Please sir..." Dillon said in a small moan.

"Sorry Dillon. Sometimes I just can't stop thinking about how attractive
you are or about what we did. You're saying you can sense that."

"Yes sir." Dillon had a half-crazed look on his face as he clutched the
back of the chair like it was the only thing holding him up.

Skye also noticed the substantial budge and growing wet spot on his
crotch - just like this morning.

"It's not that I object sir... It's actually very flattering. But I find
myself unable to think or do my work. All I can think about... I mean
it's just not appropriate."

"Would you rather take a different position?" Skye asked, already knowing
the answer.

"No sir, never! Please don't make me leave. I love my job. I love being
with you. I've never been so happy."

"Of course I wouldn't make you leave. I like having you around, but I
also realize that I may be taking unfair advantage of you."

"Please don't stop. When you're with me I feel beautiful and desirable
and the sex is so amazing. I'd rather die than have you push me away. I
need you."

Skye could feel the desperation and fear - the thought of not being with
him was overwhelming. Oh my God, am I going to have this effect on all of
them?

"Dillon, as long as you're okay with it, I don't want to give you up.
You're my friend and my lover and I count on you."

Dillon's smile was answer enough, and Skye could feel the tension drop
away.

"So guess you can help me work on Rilien. Maybe Kwill can help when he's
able to rejoin us. At least we didn't freak out Christos right?"

"I know he's going through a hard time also, but he didn't seem at all
fearful or intimidated. Just curious," Dillon said handing the robe to
Skye.

"Did you notice how the Emperor and Prince Argos fussed over him?"

"Yes, but I also noticed he only had eyes for you."

"You'll help watch over him, won't you?" Skye asked.

"Of course. I can tell he'll be one of us, as will Rilien. Just give him
time. Skye, you do realize there are things you can wear at night?
Sometimes it can be more seductive to not show as much and make your mate
undress you to get to your good bits."

"Dillon!" Sky blushed and picked up on Dillon's thoughts and while glad
to know exactly what bits Dillon thought were good, he hadn't expected
this line of thought. "Like what?"

"You received some as gifts, I can set them out for you and explain.
Prince Garrett said you would not likely know what to do with them. Some
are smooth and silky and very pleasant to the touch, others are like
animal hides or leather - all very sexy when put together and honestly...
on you. I'll just have to show you how to put them on then leave."

Skye walked over to Dillon and ran his fingers along Dillon's chin. "And
why can't I wear them for you too?"

"I'm not sure I'd survive," Dillon rasped.

Skye kissed him tenderly and ran his hand down Dillon's back gripping the
tight ass he enjoyed so much. "Bet you would."

There was a knock at the door and Fisk looked into the room. "Your
Majesty, Willow is here and would like to speak with you."

"Sure, send him in." I hope Garrett is finished talking with his parents
soon. I'm not sure I can handle Willow by myself.

"Sir, please tell me you can feel it?" Dillon whispered.

"Oh yeah, like an approaching sex storm," Skye responded. "Willow, it's
good to see you again. Is there something wrong?"

"I'm sorry Your Majesty, I don't think I can wait any longer. I'm going
crazy," Willow said as he began stripping off his clothes as he
approached. "You said I could be nude in private and I like how you look
at me. Maybe if I show you more you'll do more than look."

"Willow, you really don't have to do this. I don't expect anything from
you. That is not why I chose you or asked you to come live with us."

"I know. But I also know that you want me almost as much as I want you.
Please it would make me very happy to give you pleasure," He said as he
walked over to Skye and wrapped himself around him, pulling Skye's head
down for a kiss.

Shit, shit shit. So warm... so soft. His lips are so... Skye felt
Willow's tongue slide in his mouth as his hands slid inside Skye's robe.
His body was pressed up tightly enough against him that he could feel the
firmness of his erection, the heat of his skin pressed against him.

"I want you to take me, fill me. Show me what it's like to be a man,"
Willow whispered between kisses.

"Uhm... I'll excuse myself and let you two have some time together,"
Dillon said trying to escape. Before he moved far, Willow grabbed him and
pulled him into a kiss.

"I like you too. Skye must be my first but you and I will be very good
together. I will enjoy giving such a pretty boy pleasure," Willow said,
releasing Dillon who ran from the room.

Shit, he left me alone, now what?

"I want you. You must be my first," Willow said pulling the robe off of
Skye and tossing it to the floor.

"Really Willow, you don't have to do this. I'm sure there are others who
would be much better as your first than me."

"No. I promised the fairies. You have to be my first."

Skye felt his dragon stir along with his cock, which was at full
attention. I don't know if it's the pheromones or just how gorgeous he is
but I think I'm losing this battle. Then his dragon pushed against him,
why fight it. He will be good and will take care of us and our wing. Skye
was struggling to think as Willow's hands traced down his pecs and across
his nipples. **Garrett! Come back now!**

Skye thought Garrett responded but Willow had latched onto one of his
nipples while his hands moved to Skye's ass. Willow moved down his body,
kissing and licking.

"I'm here Skye," Garrett said putting his hands on Skye's shoulders.

Skye hadn't even heard him enter.

"You should get undressed and join us," Willow said.

"Wow Skye, you sure know how to pick them. Willow you are beautiful,"
Garrett said as he stripped and pulled them over to the bed.

"You are so muscled and huge!" Willow said climbing onto the bed and
pushing Garrett back.

"Too big?"

Willow gave a sexy laugh. "Funny dragon, there is no such thing as too
big for me." Then he proceeded to take Garrett into his mouth.

Skye looked at the full ripe ass and felt his mouth watering. Willow's
ass was firm and smooth and so incredibly sexy. Skye licked down the
smooth crack enjoying how soft and warm the skin was. He felt the heat of
Willow's delicate hole against his lips, the tickle of the fine green
hair and kissed gently - causing Willow to moan around Garrett's cock. He
gently licked the soft green-gold skin and teased the opening. Willow
pushed back and reached around to pull Skye's face into his ass. Sky ran
his hands up Willow's smooth muscled back, enjoying how he felt, the firm
muscles beneath the soft flesh.

"It is even better than I'd hoped. I love sucking your cock!" Willow
exclaimed.

"Have at it," Garrett said with a deep laugh.

Skye continued to lick and rim the full round ass, very much captivated
with the taste and feel. The cheeks were so full and round and his upper
legs, thick and muscled. The only hair was just a very light dusting down
the crack, making it darker and all the more inviting. Skye moved down to
lick and suck at the heavy, smooth balls and pulled the thick cock back
so he could suck out the pre-cum. It was just as sweet as he imagined.
The cock filled his mouth but wasn't too big to take deep. Skye licked
his finger and scooped up some of Willow's pre-cum and then started
teasing the little hole. He slid his finger in into the first knuckle but
it felt so tight he was afraid to go deeper. As his finger slid in the
tight opening Skye felt something different - like a ring of beads under
the skin. They moved and spread as his finger slid in, then as he got to
the second knuckle another ring. Oh damn, I bet that would feel good
around my cock...

**You'll find out soon enough my love. I think he's horny enough we'll be
fucking him all night.**

"Please, I want you inside me!" Willow begged around Garrett's cock.

"Are you sure? First time usually hurts, and you're really tight," Skye
said.

Willow turned around and took Skye into his mouth sucking deep and hard
and getting him wet with his saliva and if possible, even harder.

"You have a beautiful cock and I want it inside," Willow said firmly.

He returned to sucking on Garrett as Skye rubbed against him. Skye teased
the tight hole, his cock still dripping with Willow's attention. Willow
pushed back against him and gradually he managed to get the head in.

"Damn, you're so tight," Skye exclaimed trying to work his way in without
hurting Willow. Noting that the rings stroked and teased his cock as he
entered.

Willow pushed back again and impaled himself, taking Skye all the way in.
He moaned loudly and began moving back and forth until Skye picked up the
rhythm. "You feel so good inside me. I love your cock! I love sucking
cock, I love having a big cock inside me. You make me so happy!"

Skye blushed and felt a little awkward at the praise. He wanted to make
it good for Willow but was struggling to not orgasm quickly. "I'm sorry
Willow, you're too tight and you feel so amazing. I can't last..."

"Give me your magic when you come, please I want you to fill me and claim
me as yours!" Willow started moving again and Skye lost it - moaning as
his load shot deep inside the nymph's ass. Willow released Garrett and
turned so he could kiss Skye as his body pumped out his seed. Skye wanted
to resist but his dragon had other ideas and the magic poured down
Willow's throat. Willow's ass tightened and squeezed and Skye felt a
shudder run through his body. He collapsed against Willow's back and held
him for a moment before pulling out.

"Trade places, please," Willow said. "I want Garrett to take me now."

Skye rolled onto the bed and they changed positions. He looked up to see
Willow looking down at him, his face still full of lust. Skye leaned up
enough to kiss the full, soft lips and wondered how anyone could resist
Willow. He lie back and saw Garrett's handsome face over Willow's
shoulder - a predatory smile and a sparkle in his eyes.

**I love sharing men with you.**

**Garrett, you are such a pervert! But you're my pervert and he's pretty
hot.**

**Pretty hot? Fuck Skye.**

Willow let out a deep moan, his eyes squeezing tight and a shudder
running through his body as Garrett worked his way in.

"This is better than I ever dreamed!" Willow said.

"Shit... you weren't kidding, he's so fuckin' tight."

Skye heard but didn't have the capacity to respond. Willow had him balls
deep in his throat, his hands touching and exploring Skye's body. After
just having cum, the sensation was intense. Just when he thought he
couldn't take any more, Willow tipped him and moved to his hole. It
seemed like only a few minutes had passed when Garrett cried out and
drove himself into Willow, blowing his load.

When Garrett pulled out, Willow moved up and slid himself down on to Skye
and began riding. He pulled Garrett around in front and had him kneel
over Skye's head so Skye could suck him while Willow began rimming
Garrett.

The next thing Skye processed was that Garrett was now on his back, legs
over his head while Willow fucked him with Skye buried balls deep in that
tight nymph's ass. He could feel Garrett's rapture at the pleasure Willow
was giving him and he felt Garrett's first anal orgasm through their
bond. Before long he found himself kissing Willow, that thick cock buried
deep in his own ass and it was Garrett peering over Willow's shoulder.
Willow was lush and soft in his arms, his body pressed against Skye as he
fucked him. The friction of their bodies moving was stroking Skye as they
kissed.

Skye hugged Willow tightly and let the rhythm take him, "I don't know how
many more times I can cum Willow..."

"Please... I'm still so hungry. It's so much better than I ever imagined
and having both of you... You don't know how happy you've made me."

**Fuck Skye, now I know why the nymphs keep their boys to themselves. Who
would ever let anything this good go?**

**Yeah...** Skye's own thoughts interrupted as the next orgasm took him.


*   Scene 6   *

"Are you okay sir? Do you want more Nectar?" Mica asked with concern.

"No, just tired and a little sore," Skye answered as they walked. It was
a section of the city Skye hadn't visited before. Mica and Fisk had
explained it was where the Academy was located as well as Fleet
Operations and Headquarters. He turned to look at Mica and saw the smile.

Skye couldn't help but blush. Mica was being very diplomatic and while he
wasn't in any way judging Skye, he did find it amusing. No one could miss
how all three of them, Willow, Garrett and Skye had still been glowing at
breakfast. And the smile on Willow's face and the way he kept looking at
them was almost comical.

"We're almost there sir," Fisk said.

Skye stopped and looked at both of them. "Laugh all you want. I'm going
to take perverse pleasure when you're the ones who have aching balls and
a dripping ass, because it WILL happen. I will make a point of pointing
you out to Willow and telling him how exceptional you both are. Then
we'll see."

"But sir, we haven't," Fisk objected.

"That I can fix," Skye said, his dragon giving a purr of content. His
dragon-self had been prodding him that he needed to finish things
properly with Fisk, Feired, and Jos.

Fisk's eyes went wide and his thoughts were a mix of excitement and fear.
He wanted to, real bad. But he didn't want to offend Skye either.

The rest of the journey Mica and Fisk were a little distracted - both of
them thinking of what it must be like to be with a Nymph and Fisk torn
between thoughts of Willow and finally getting what he wanted most -
Skye.

Skye grew more nervous as they rode the lift. This place had too much of
a military feel, of course, it might have been all the people in uniforms
and the way they carried themselves. He took a deep breath and tried to
psych himself up for the meeting. Then they were at the door.

I can do this, I can do this. Skye told himself as Fisk opened the door
and they entered the outer office. "Good morning. I'm Skye Eklund D'Or
Drakken. I have an appointment with the Vice-Admiral."

The man looked up from his desk and gave Skye an appraising look.
"Welcome Your Majesty, please have a seat and I'll let Vice-Admiral
Bresel know you've arrived."

Skye barely sat before the man said he could enter - by himself. Mica and
Fisk had to wait here. He entered the large office and saw the older
gentleman sitting behind a large desk. He stood and gave a brief bow.

"Welcome Your Majesty, please - have a seat."

"Thank you sir," Skye said as he watched the Vice-Admiral give him a once
over. That he expected, but the slight frown and the shaking of the head
made him nervous. Skye wasn't sure he liked the man. He was a rather cold
fish - all business.

"It's even worse in person... I figured you'd be a challenge. Oh well, it
is what it is."

"Sir?"

"Sorry, just thinking out loud. The Royal family always manages to make
my job more challenging and while I acknowledge it is not by your
choosing, or even your fault, you are complicated."

Skye couldn't think of an appropriate response so he just waited. What he
also picked up was Vice-Admiral's thoughts that the "royals" often
skirted the rules and he found that to be very unacceptable.

"Meeting you in person is helpful and does explain a few things. I
somehow expected you to be older. What are you? Mid-twenties by Earth
Years?"

"I'll be turning twenty on my next birthday sir."

"Damn, you are young. No wonder... Bet you find all of this
overwhelming?"

"Yes sir."

"I've reviewed the public footage. I was trying to understand why you've
generated the fuss. You know requests to enlist in the Imperial Guard are
up thirty percent? I had at least twenty transfer requests from the
Poseidon all within days of your visit. Quite irregular."

"I'm sorry sir," Skye said not quite understanding what he had to do with
this.

"I didn't say it was bad son, just unsettling. I may be an old dragon but
I can feel it. You have power and a presence that is far beyond your
years. I'm too old to get worked up over how pretty you are, but to many
of our soldiers... like I said. Complicated."

"Was there a reason you wanted to meet with me?"

"Yes. I should tell you I've already met with Emperor Darius, Colonel
Devroe, and General Del Nuit. I have personally reviewed yours and your
brother's simulator scores - several times. I even had our experts
validate the results. If you were a common dragon, you'd be shoved so
fast into Elite Squadron training you wouldn't know what hit you. Being a
Royal, I can't do that."

"General Del Nuit? Do you mean Taleel? And what's an Elite Squadron?"

"Yes General Taleel Del Nuit. Elite Squadron is a branch of our military.
It is not one squadron. They are the best of the best. They are the ones
we send in for the most difficult and sensitive missions. They are deadly
and have a reputation for doing the impossible. Your simulator scores are
good even for them. So, why are you here? I can't just send you out there
with your current self-defense skills. Your own experiences have shown
you how dangerous it is. So we're going to get you ready."

"Ready for what?"

"The Emperor has made it clear that you will be staying with Commander
D'Or Drakken. So we're going to make some changes to your training.
Devroe gave me his assessment but I'll have your new trainer put you
through the paces and then design a program from there. You need to have
the best training we can give you. I've watched the footage of the
Warrior Kin several times and had your new trainer review it. Del Nuit
did an excellent job with you, now we just need to take it a step
farther. Tomorrow you will begin with your new instructor, Li Wei Chen.
He has agreed to come out of retirement to train you and River. He'll
also take over training for Nikias D'Or Drakken and buff up your mate's
skills as well."

"Okay..."

"We will also start you on several new simulator regimens. They will be
specific to equipment and crafts you are likely to encounter."

"You mentioned River?"

"I will be meeting with him this afternoon, I'll explain this to him as
well."

"So does this mean I'm in the Academy or assigned to the military."

"Sorry son, that's not my place to say. Fleet Admiral Matsui will fill
you in on the rest."

"Is there anything else sir?"

"Not for today. Your secretary will have the details on when and where to
start. Good luck Prince Skye," the Vice Admiral said as he stood and came
around the desk. "I'm sure we'll be speaking again soon, so if you think
of any questions you can ask then."

Skye shook his hand and left the office. He saw the questions on Fisk and
Mica's face as they headed toward the lift. But no words were uttered
until the doors slid closed.

"Well? Goodness Skye you were so nervous it felt like ants were crawling
all over me. What did he say?" Mica asked.

"I'm getting a new trainer, and new simulator programs. I start
tomorrow."

"Did he say who your new trainer would be?" Fisk asked.

"Someone named something Chen..."

"Father Dragon! You don't mean Li Wei Chen?" Fisk asked.

"Yeah, that was it. Why? Why are you both looking at me like that?"

"Dragon scales Skye, do you have any idea who he is?" Fisk asked.

"Fisk, this could be bad. Skye, does Garrett know?" Mica asked.

"Not yet and no, I have no idea."

"I thought he was dead, honestly Skye... He was or is the Master
Assassin. He trained some of the most gifted in the Elite, the ones no
one else could touch. And he's going to train you?" Mica asked in
disbelief.

"Not just me, River, Nik, and Garrett too. Not sure that was everyone,
but that's who the Vice Admiral named." Skye watched the two look at each
other and while he wasn't trying to read their thoughts, he couldn't help
but pick up the consensus of 'oh shit'.


*   Scene 7   *

"This is really impressive," Skye said as he walked behind the large desk
and sat down.

"The offices in this wing are for the most senior Assembly members,"
Tibor said while absently looking at the data pad. "The design and
furnishings are of the highest quality."

"A bit much for me..." Skye said feeling very out of place. He was
nervous about the meetings and really wished Garrett or Kwill could have
been with him. Garrett was trying to meet with his father to see what was
up with the whole Chen thing, but he assured Skye that he looked good.
Dillon had even managed to arrange for Gioci to fix his hair before he
left this morning.

"It is only fitting. You are a prince and bonded to the heir apparent,"
Tibor said as if Skye was a bit dense.

Well yeah... but I'm still me. I wish Mica and Fisk could come in with
me. I think it was silly for Tibor to make them both stand outside.

"I will advise you on any customs or protocols as needed. Your first
appointment should be fairly simple. King Vetha is a very down to earth
man and not taken with court protocol."

"Did he say why he wanted to meet with me?"

"It was vague... something about thanking you."

Okay well unless he was being sarcastic, that shouldn't be too bad.

"Your Majesty, are you ready for your guests?" Mica asked from the door.

"Sure," Skye said but what caught his attention was the undertone of
emotion in Mica's voice. There was something about the situation he found
very amusing but he was shielding. Guess I should trust him and not just
go poking... Skye thought as he moved over to the sitting area.

Tibor went to the door and ushered the guests in announcing them as they
entered. "Vetha Blackclaw, acting King of the were-clans, his
granddaughter, Tani Blackclaw and his grandson, Chaz Blackclaw."

"Tani!" Skye exclaimed as the young girl ran to him and gave him a big
hug.

"You look great! I'm so glad you are well," Tani said taking a step back
and looking him over.

"You as well Tani," Skye said noticing how different she looked all
cleaned up in her finery.

"We truly can't thank you enough Prince Skye. I don't know what I would
have done if I'd lost my little princess. She told us what you did for
her. How you sacrificed your own safety to help. We are truly indebted to
you," Vetha said.

"Please, no debt. I did what needed to be done. I'm so glad you got out,"
Skye said. It was then that he looked up and noticed the brother. He had
hung back, standing near the door.

Tani noticed Skye's gaze. "I don't believe you've formally met my brother
and often times guard, Chaz in his human form."

The man reluctantly walked toward them.

Skye found himself dumbstruck. His dragon was not only awake but having
some type of rutting fit. Skye just stared. Holy shit, he is so hot. Skye
took in the view and tried not to drool. It wasn't just his dragon who
noticed the man, his magic had flared like a bonfire.

Chaz was like a wet dream and in many ways he reminded Skye of Garrett -
of course not as good but real damn close. And Skye wondered what Garrett
would look like in leather 'cause it looked damn fine on Chaz. He had an
athletic build that the dark brown leather hugged and showed off to its
fullest, giving just a peek at his hair covered chest. His shoulder-
length hair was such a deep brown that it was almost black. His chiseled
face was intense with dark brows and lashes and he had a neatly trimmed
beard. And then the eyes turned to Skye.

"Oh my god... the beast," Skye whispered making the connection. The
crystal blue eyes bore through him and Skye found himself agreeing with
this dragon. He wanted to wrap himself around Chaz and take him, mark him
and claim him as he fucked the hell out of him.

"Are you okay Your Majesty?" Tani asked tentatively.

"Yeah, fine," Skye answered trying to reign in his lust.

**Skye? Skye what is it? What's going on? I finally got in to see Father
but you're making me so horny I can't think straight. He may understand
but it's hard to have a serious conversation when I'm writhing on the
floor in orgasmic bliss,** Garrett sent.

Chaz was now right in front of him. He gave a bow and Skye reached out
his hand. "Pleased to meet you Chaz."

**The beast, the one I told you about... he's here, in front of me.**

When their hands touched, Skye's magic flared as did something within
Chaz. His blue eyes glowed brightly and a strange expression came across
his face. Skye was doing all he could to keep from ripping the man's
clothes off and taking him then and there. It felt like he was holding
onto a live wire - energy igniting every cell in his body.

**You into animals?** Garrett sent with amusement clear in his voice.

**No Garrett, he's in man-form.** Skye shoved the image to Garrett
letting him feel how he and his dragon were affected by the shifter.

**Okay love, that's some serious mojo. I'm gonna have to shield you out
so I can talk to Father. Make sure you share later. That's the strongest
reaction you've had yet - isn't it?**

**Yes. Love you.** Skye sent, stepping away and taking a seat to put
distance between himself and the shifter.

"Your Majesty, Chaz... did something just happen?" Vetha asked.

"My apologies. I'm still adjusting to my magic and I don't always know
what it's going to do, let alone when or why." Skye said.

"Perhaps it recognizes Chaz as our alpha. When he stops 'wandering' he
will take over as the leader of the were-daggers. He will lead our people
and produce many new were-daggers." Vetha gave a conspiratorial smile.
"The female weres compete to see who will win his favor."

Tani sat down beside Skye and gave a big smile. "That's why most times he
has women on both arms. But I insisted he join me to thank you since he
helped carry you out. He swore vehemently that you would not remember
him. Given that reaction Chaz, I think he remembers you just fine. Maybe
what happened before wasn't just the drugs."

"Tani, please," Chaz said looking very uncomfortable.

The sound of Chaz's voice sent chills up and down Skye's spine and
reignited his lust.

"Your Majesty, may I ask has this happened with others?" Vetha asked.

Skye saw Tibor give him a shrug. So guess there's not protocol on
discussing Platinum magic. "To an extent. I do ask for your discretion
but it is not a secret. Part of my dragon's magic is identifying people
who I should befriend or bring closer. The intensity and show vary by
person. I apologize Chaz for making you uncomfortable."

"Pshaw. I know that look, he liked it," Tani giggled.

"Tani, please mind your manners," Chaz scolded as he absently rubbed at
his hand.

"And it would be good for the were-daggers to be friends with the Royal
Family," Vetha added.

"Tani, did you see Kepper? Did he make it out okay?" Skye asked
attempting to change the topic.

"Yes. He wasn't badly hurt so they released him early."

"Is he still in the city?" Skye tightened his shields focusing his
attention on Tani. While he wasn't trying to read anyone, Chaz's thoughts
were still getting through and even though Skye liked the direction of
those thoughts, he wasn't sure he had that much self-control.

"No, he was leaving right away to help the flood victims up in the
Vencell Province."

"Sorry, I don't know where that is," Skye said.

"Vencell is in the far north of the preserve, at the base of the Mount
Vence. It is mostly forest but there is a large faun settlement and a
number of fairy villages in the area. The flood was quite severe and came
on unexpectedly," Vetha explained.

"Oh my. I'll ask to see if there is anything else we should be doing,"
Sky said.

"I know he wanted to thank you in person, but everything happened quickly
and you're not easy to get to," Tani said.

"I'm glad you tried. Is there anything I can do for you?" Skye asked.

"No, but thank you. I think they're going to put me under guard until I'm
mated so I'm not sure if I'll get to see you again."

"You are welcome anytime. Tibor can you make a note of that -
'officially'?"

"Consider it done Your Majesty."

"Thank you again for helping Tani. And I hope you do build a friendship
with my grandson," Vetha said as they headed to the door.

Mica had opened the door and was holding it for the others to exit when
Chaz held back a moment and turned toward Skye.

"Thank you for watching out for Tani," Chaz said. His eyes still held a
slight glow and the expression reminded Skye of someone very in control.

"My pleasure... and Chaz, you are also always welcome. Anytime..." Skye
reached out his hand again, unsure if Chaz would accept. But he did and
the fire flared again. The heat ran up his arm and through is body. It
was like time froze for an instant and Skye let his shields down enough
to sense Chaz as he let his power skitter across Chaz's skin like a
lover's caress.

Skye heard the catch in Chaz's breathing, he could smell the change in
his body, hear the increase in his heartrate and he knew that Chaz was
fighting him with everything he had. Because at his core, what Chaz
wanted more than anything was to rip Skye's clothing off and fuck.


*   Scene 8   *

Skye walked around the office looking at things and trying to prepare
himself mentally for the next meeting. He had never met Gilian and the
request was very vague - she had some type of proposal she wanted to
discuss. At least Skye's libido had calmed a little. Though every time he
thought of Chaz or pictured him, he was aroused again.

Skye was supposed to have had lunch with Garrett but he had to cancel as
he was still looking into whatever his Father had shared and had to
follow up with several other meetings. It seemed that Garrett was unhappy
with whatever transpired and was shielding Skye out.

"Can I get you anything else sir?" Mica asked adjusting his collar in the
washroom mirror. Skye leaned in and kissed along the edge where the
collar met his neck, feeling how Mica's hair tickled his nose. He ran his
hands down to Mica's thighs and squeezed his crotch. He debated pulling
him out again. He could still feel and taste Mica on his tongue. Maybe it
was a spillover from Chaz... he couldn't think of any other reason for
their almost desperate and passionate make-out session.

"I'm sorry if I was too forward Mica. I don't know what came over me. I
just can't seem to resist you." Skye still felt a little guilty and
awkward for biting Mica in his passion. While he could say his dragon was
pushing him... that didn't seem like a good excuse. At least it wasn't
somewhere that would show.

Mica smiled. "I don't mind at all. I personally think that's a good
thing. You can be forward with me like that anytime you want."

Skye turned Mica around and kissed him. "You're amazing."

"I'm glad you think so. I knew as soon as I saw that guy he was going to
be one of us. Damn but he was sexy."

Skye stilled for a moment thinking about the implications of what Mica
said. The priests had said Garrett would start noticing but if all his
circle could feel the pull...

"He is, isn't he?" Mica asked.

"No question my magic noticed him. Though I think he's going to fight it.
If what the Priests told me is true, we just have to give him time and
he'll come to us on his own."

"I sure hope so. I don't even mind if he just comes around enough to get
you worked up. I sort of like clean-up duty."

Skye smiled as he watched his handsome surfer-dude head to the door. Well
it was Garrett's loss, he was supposed to be my lunch date.

It was only a few minutes before Tibor returned. "You'll have your
meeting with Fleet Admiral Matsui late tomorrow morning after your
training session and then we have the interviews for the remainder of the
day. Those will all be held here. Prince Argos requested that you join
him for lunch tomorrow as well."

"That's cool. He always takes me to the most interesting places."

"Yes, well, his secretary didn't say where."

A knock sounded at the door and Fisk peered in. "Your Majesty, Lady
Gilian has arrived."

Tibor met Lady Gilian at the door and ushered her in.

Skye was surprised. The young woman was not at all what he expected.
Though very pretty, she didn't resemble Queen Caladwen at all, yet she
did look familiar. She had rich brown hair pulled back in a tight braid
and her clothing was nothing short of masculine. Tight fitting trousers,
shirt, a jacket, and boots. Skye's first thought was she was dressed to
be on board a ship, or do manual labor. Her eyes were her most notable
feature - a brilliant green. She looked him over like she was appraising
a stallion and even went so far as to walk around him, Not even
disguising that she was giving him the once over.

"I'm pleased to meet you Lady Gilian."

"Please, just Gilian. I'm surprised, you actually look as good, if not
better in person. I assumed it was makeup and enhanced images."

"Pardon?"

Skye heard raised voices in the hallway and then the door burst open -
Queen Caladwen strode into the office with Fisk and Mica both looking
dumbfounded at the door.

"Queen Caladwen, it is an honor your majesty..." Tibor began.

"Who gave Gilian permission to see Prince Skye?" Caladwen demanded.

"Permission?" Tibor stuttered.

"Grandmother, I am a citizen of the Empire I do not need your
permission," Gilian objected.

"I am still your Queen and you will address me as such. You should not be
here."

Skye looked between the two women and stepped back. I think I just got
pulled into a shit-storm. He turned to look at Tibor who looked even more
upset.

"I can go where I damn well please. This does not concern you," Gilian
said.

"What are you up to Gilian? I told you to stay out of it!" Caladwen
responded.

Skye wasn't sure what to do, he watched as Tibor made a hasty exit and
realized he was on his own. They elves weren't exactly circling each
other but the body language clearly indicated they were ready for a
fight. Queen Caladwen still looked the part of the Fae Queen - while she
wasn't oozing magic, she still had a regal presence and wore her long
flowing gowns as she had in court.

"You can't do this to him."

"Stay out of it Gilian."

"You offered him up as a servant? He deserves better and besides, who is
going to protect him? I will not have him getting hurt."

"It is not up to you Gilian, you have your own responsibilities you are
neglecting."

"I've already said no. I don't know how to make it any clearer. I will
not have you bargain me off as some prize bitch to breed your great
grandchildren."

"You are a princess, you have a duty to our people!" Caladwen shouted.

"I have a duty to me and that does not include selling myself to the
highest bidder."

"That's blasphemy Gilian. You are a princess and must be joined with a
suitable elven prince."

"No. I would rather die. My duty is to my brother and I intend to protect
him."

Skye turned as the door opened again and Serat entered. He walked in
quietly and came to stand beside Skye. He made no sound and did nothing
to interrupt the heated argument between Gilian and Queen Caladwen.

"Your brother is fine and he is where he needs to be."

"He's a prince. He should be treated like one, not pushed into harm's way
just because the Seer gave you some wild-ass vision."

"He has a purpose Gilian and you should respect the Seer. He has guided
us well."

"He is in danger! Haven't you seen the chaos that man leaves in his wake?
He needs to be protected. Would you have him be a concubine in that man's
bed? Serving his perverted needs when he should be building his own
family!"

Skye was taken back a bit by the glare and finger pointed at him and then
he got a sick feeling as realized why Gilian looked so familiar. He was
about to say something when Serat put a hand on his arm and shook his
head.

"Let them work it out," Serat whispered.

"It is his purpose. He must do this. It is critical to our people, to all
the elves," Caladwen said.

"How could you do this to him? Your own flesh and blood?"

"We all have our duties Gilian, perhaps you should attend to yours."

"No. Never."

"Think on this Gilian before you're too old to birth and no one is
willing to take you."

"My worth in this universe is not based on having children. If no one
wants me, that's fine. I don't need a man in my life."

Queen Caladwen clenched her fists and let out a scream of frustration.
"You will obey me Gilian!"

While they fought, Skye opened himself up enough to get a sense from
them. He wasn't good at reading elves' thoughts but he could usually get
at least something. What he picked up didn't help much other than
confirming his suspicion and adding a new complexity - his magic was
drawn to Gilian. Shit, really I don't think I even like her and she's,
shit she' a girl.

"Prince Skye, I demand the right to serve!" Gilian shouted looking at him
with a glare that dared him to say no.

"Uhm..." Skye turned to Serat pleading with his eyes. He had no idea how
to respond.

"Lady Gilian, you do understand how that works?" Serat asked delicately.

"I forbid it!" Queen Caladwen said.

"As a citizen of the Empire, I am sorry to inform you Queen Caladwen but
it is her right. However, I'm not sure if you're aware that when you
invoke the contract, it is with the Emperor, not Prince Skye. It is at
the discretion of the Emperor to determine where and how you serve.
Knowing that, I am willing to forget that you invoked the agreement if
you wish to reconsider."

"She is my subject, she cannot serve the Emperor."

"I am sorry Queen Caladwen, but the fae are now subject to the laws and
courts of the Empire," Serat said.

Skye could feel the anger and frustration from the Queen, but he also
sensed that she knew Serat was right. She'd already decided to go to the
Emperor and try to sway him to her cause.

"No, I do not wish to reconsider. Prince Skye, please, we all know the
Emperor will listen to you. Please let me serve you, I will do anything
you ask," Gilian pleaded.

Skye took a deep breath. She was emotional enough the thoughts were
bleeding through. While the magic tugged at him, it felt a little
different and fortunately, not nearly as lustful as with Chaz. He thought
he understood what she wanted but he needed to make sure. "Why do you
wish to be in my service Gilian?"

"For Dillon, I need to protect him and watch out for him. He's my brother
and if he's in your service then that is where I need to be."

Okay, well at least it matches. He thought and realized that what she
hadn't said is that she'd always been there for Dillon. She'd always been
the one to protect and watch out for him. She'd known about the seer's
vision but never thought they would go through with it. Then when she had
been sent away on a mission, she'd returned to find him gone, officially
banished and disgraced.

"Please Your Majesty, she's confused and doesn't understand what she's
asking. She has obligations she must fulfill," Queen Caladwen said.

Skye felt his dragon stir and felt a prickle on his skin. She's using her
magic on me, Skye realized and felt his own anger build. I don't think
so. Skye pushed back, imagining himself wiped clean of the tingle and
added a bit of fire as he imagined it recoiling back to the queen.

Caladwen took a step back and let out a small gasp.

Skye picked up enough to know that she was both shocked and a little
scared. It never occurred to her that Skye would not only be immune to
her magic but have his own. He thought about it and decided that words
were not necessary. Damn but he wished Kwill were here. And he was going
to have a few words with Garrett about locking him out.

"I will consider the request and will rely on the wisdom of those more
experienced than me to guide my path," Skye said.

Serat gave a small smile and turned to the elves. "Will there be anything
else Queen Caladwen, Lady Gilian? If not I will inform His Majesty,
Emperor Darius, of your petition and then advise you on next steps once
he has decided what to do."

They bowed to Skye and left.

The door closed and Skye sat hard on the couch. I want to go back to
school. It was way easier than this shit.

"You did well Prince Skye," Serat said.

"It's not over yet," Skye responded.

"I will have our people start digging. I'm worried about this vision and
what the Seer might have said. I also think there's more behind Gilian's
request and purpose than what she's saying. The Emperor will want all the
facts before he makes a decision."

"May I ask Dillon? I'm close enough to him I don't think he can lie to me
and Kwill should be back with us soon. I really want to know what he
thinks about having Gilian around. I won't let her near him, if it's not
what he wants."

"Understood and I'm inclined to agree Your Majesty.

End Chapter 18


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