Date: Tue, 31 Oct 2017 10:40:53 -0400
From: Tripp Savidge <trippsavidge@gmail.com>
Subject: Dancing with the Dragon, Chapter 31: On Holiday

This is a work of fiction and contains scenes of explicit gay sex. Any
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Dancing with the Dragon: Chapter 31, On Holiday, Copyright 2017 Tripp
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Dancing with the Dragon
Chapter 31: On Holiday
by Tripp Savidge


*   Scene 1   *

Skye squeezed Garrett's hand as he turned back to the Emperor and Argos.
"Is there anything else you'd like us to do?"

"No, not tonight. We'll be along shortly. You need to make a public exit
out from the Moon Festival and make sure you are seen and noticed. King
Thillean should be waiting for you when you return, and he will assist.
Most of what remains here will be up to the elves to resolve."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Lady Telawynn said. "The high council will meet and
have everything ready, so we can announce the changes to our people in
the morning. We have a secure place to hold Caladwen until more permanent
accommodations can be arranged."

"I will deal with that personally and work with you to arrange for
transfer when it's ready," Argos said curtly.

Skye felt a chill. He didn't need to read Pater's mind to know how angry
he was, or how likely it was that Caladwen's future had just taken a very
dark turn.

"Good. Once you've made it official, we can have Thillean recognized by
the assembly, and Serat can manage all the official changeover," Emperor
Darius said taking Argos's hand as he turned back to face Skye and
Garrett. "Thank you, yet again."

Skye bowed, and even though he hadn't enjoyed the ordeal, he couldn't
help but feel the warmth of some pride at Father's appreciation. Darius
and Argos may not have been blood family, but Skye had never expected to
feel so loved or accepted.

"Ready?" Garrett whispered.

"Yeah, we just need to find out where Fiske put your clothes."

Skye could feel the heat building in Garrett almost immediately. Of
course, it might have been because of Skye's thoughts, or what he planned
to do when he got Garrett back home. Skye led them back out of the
Underhill throne room and paused when he realized that Corbin hadn't
followed, only Fiske and Mica.

Skye returned and leaned into his armored guard. "You not coming?"

"No, sir. I'm to wait with His Majesty and Prince Argos. Might look
suspicious if you left with more guards than you brought with you,"
Corbin answered, his voice sounding odd through the speaker.

**Too bad. I think I may ask Silverglow if he can round up some similar
ensembles for my other men. I think you'd look really good in some tight,
black leather. Open in the back of course. Should never hide such a
beautiful ass.**

**Sir...** Corbin mentally squeaked.

**Later Corbin.**

"My love, you can be cruel," Garrett said as they walked down the hallway
toward the exit.

"You picked up on that?"

"Yes."

**And you liked the image just as much as I did,** Skye teased.

"Prince Skye, is there a place we could change?" Fiske asked. "I brought
our things with us."

Skye wondered how he'd missed the bag, then realized Fiske had left it
outside the throne room. He looked around but knew nothing of Underhill,
and there was surprisingly no one nearby to ask. Just as he was about to
say as much, the wall shimmered and a door formed in front of him.

"Whoa..." Garrett and the others echoed.

Skye hesitantly reached out and pushed the door open to reveal a small,
simple room. "I guess, here?" Teak had told him Underhill used to change
and shift to meet the needs of its fae. Maybe a dose of dragon magic
brought some of that back.

They entered, and Garrett and the guards began removing the ivory
Imperial Guard uniforms. Skye couldn't help but dart glances at each of
his men as they revealed their beautiful bodies. He considered each of
them to be perfect in a way that was uniquely "them."

"Sir, if you don't stop, I'm going to end up embarrassing myself," Fiske
said as he struggled to get his erection into the leather pants.

"Oh, god, I hope so," Skye muttered licking his lips. He heard Garrett
and Mica both laugh and turned his gaze on them. Mica wasn't quite as far
along, his surfer dude just now stepping into the tight pants. "Let me
help you..."

"You don't... aaahhhhee," Mica started and then almost froze as Skye put
one hand on Mica's round ass and the other on the rapidly growing
erection.

Skye leaned in and whispered into Mica's ear. "Not so funny now that it's
you, is it? Wouldn't want you to damage anything that's important to me."
Skye held on and did a bit of groping and stroking as Mica awkwardly
tried to pull the pants up. Skye took over adjusting Mica until the pants
were fastened and he slowly slid his hand out and up the tight abs to
Mica's chest. He ran his fingers under the curve of Mica's pecs and
tweaked his nipple with a thumb. "So sexy."

"Like I said, babe, you're cruel," Garrett said as he finished dressing
and fastened the long leather cape over his shoulders.

"I did have an idea for you that will help make sure we're noticed."

Garrett looked up, fear and realization hitting him as he picked up on
Skye's thoughts.

"No, babe. No..."

"Mmmm, I think yes. Think of it as a duty, or maybe even a gift to the
fae court." Skye approached Garrett and ran his hands along the leather
harness, teasing both of Garrett's nipples until they were hard and
swollen. He then slid his hands down and inside the leather thong as he
licked down Garrett's neck.

"Skye..."

"Mmmm. So tasty." Skye licked down and over Garrett's massive pecs,
sucking on his left nipple and teasing it slightly with his teeth. **You
know what I'm going to do with you when we get back, don't you?**

"Skye, please. I don't need to be flashing my stuff to all those elves!"

"Why should I be the only one to appreciate your magnificence? Besides,
aren't you the one who told me dragons aren't bothered by nudity? That we
should be proud of our bodies? It's only right that you share - all those
foppish, twinky elves will swoon seeing this massive beast. All of them
wondering what it would feel like..." Skye teased. **I remembered where I
hid the dragon restraints by the way.**

Garrett let out a low moan.

Skye teased the other nipple a bit, then stepped back and admired the
results of his hard work. Garrett was rock hard, and his thong had given
up. While still in place, all it could manage was to hold his balls and
press the massive dick up against Garrett's abdomen. Now that's fodder
for some wet dreams, Skye thought.

"Perfect. Now everyone will remember seeing us leave. You guys ready?"
Skye looked over Mica and Fiske and was pleased that they were both still
aroused - their erections very clear in their tight pants.

Garrett grabbed Skye's arm and spun him around, pulling him into a rough,
demanding kiss. Garrett drove his tongue into Skye's mouth until he
couldn't help but respond in kind. **You are so fucking hot. When we get
back, maybe I should use the dragon restraints on you, Skye. Maybe Mica,
Fiske, and I could take turns, fucking that gorgeous ass of yours,
sucking you until you scream, keeping you on edge until you beg all of us
to do it again.**

It was Skye's turn to gasp and steady himself in Garrett's arms. His
heart was pounding, and he realized he was now as aroused as his men.

"That's better. Only fair they get a hint of what the 'Bloody Prince' is
packing," Garrett said as he ran his fingers over Skye's painful erection
- now equally visible in his leather pants.

Skye was too flustered to respond as he led them back through the gateway
to Underhill, stepping out into the celebration. The "room" was still
secured by the Imperial Guards, and Thillean was seated on one of the low
couches. He looked up expectantly as they stepped into view.

"Did it go well?"

"Yes. Lady Telawynn has a plan, and the Emperor and Prince Argos will be
following shortly," Skye said.

"I am so glad." Thillean looked uncomfortable and turned to Garrett. "I
apologize again, Prince Garrett. I had no idea she was going to use
compulsion spells. Needless to say, I was not a part of that."

"My apologies as well, King Thillean. Under other circumstances, it would
have been quite pleasurable. You are a beautiful man."

Thillean bowed. "You are too kind. And thank you. I don't know many men
who would want to be forced into intimacy with strangers and to have your
own partner use you..."

"I am sorry, Thillean. I can't even begin to understand how difficult it
must be for you to lose your wife to..." Skye wasn't even sure what to
call it. Insanity, perhaps?

"Yes. Well... don't feel too sorry for me. It was never a marriage of
love, merely political and social expedience. Oh, I still feel betrayed,
but I never deluded myself into believing she actually cared for me. On
the positive side, we now have a chance to put many things right."

"We do. I'm sure Father is looking forward to working with you and
welcoming you to the Assembly. Perhaps you should get some rest? Tomorrow
will be a long day, I'm afraid," Garrett said.

"Agreed. Now to escort you out," Thillean said.

Skye noticed the others weren't quite as "showy" as when they crossed
back. He sent some mental images of what he wanted to do with each of
them so that by the time they passed by the guards and were among all the
other celebrants, each of his men were back to displaying their charms.

By the time they made their way through the Moon Festival guests and
traveled back to the palace, it was well past midnight. Dillon poked his
head out when they entered the suite.

"Is everyone okay?"

Skye turned to Garrett "I need to talk to Dillon and tell him what
happened. Will you wait up for me?"

"Of course."

Skye stepped into Dillon's room and sat down on the bed beside the elf.

"I'm sorry, Dillon. It's a long story, but you need to know." Skye took
Dillon's hand and proceeded to tell him all that had happened in
Underhill and at the Moon Festival. He stopped several times to allow
Dillon to ask questions. When he finished, he sat quietly waiting for
Dillon to process. He was very aware of the mix of emotions Dillon was
feeling and knew he had to let Dillon form the questions before he said
more.

"I'm sorry Skye." Dillon's voice was barely above a whisper.

"There was no part of this that was your fault, so you can put that out
of your head right now."

"So you're not going to get rid of me?" Dillon pretended to joke, but
Skye knew there were real fears underneath.

"No. Absolutely not. And don't worry about the prophecy either. Father
and Pater said it was vague enough that us trying to interpret would be a
waste of time. They're not worried, and neither am I. We'll keep that
part to ourselves for now."

"But Garrett..."

"He's okay with it too. I am so sorry about your grandmother. I know that
has to hurt."

"It does. But I can't say I'm all that surprised. It's not like we were
close. But, if there's a way I would really like to see Gram gram, I mean
Lady Telawynn. I thought she was dead. I haven't seen her in years."

"Thillean told us that Caladwen insisted she stay in Underhill and I'm
sure she'd love to see you too. I gotta say I liked her. Though I'm still
not sure why the 'old lady' act."

Dillon gave a smile. "Gil and I always sort of preferred her as Gram
gram. She used to read to us and let us sit in her lap. I think it was
her way of being who she wanted to be."

"You mean everyone didn't know Lady Telawynn was also Gram gram?"

"I have no idea. I was just a kid, but I never heard anyone say. Gil and
I knew."

"You okay with all this?" Skye asked.

"I'm more worried about what you think. They already disowned me, so, I
guess I'd already sort of let go."

"Well I'm not about to let you go, but if you have questions or need
reminding, tell me."

"Okay."

Skye pulled Dillon in and kissed him then hugged him. "I love you Dil;
you're family, just remember that."

"Love you too. Thanks for not kicking me out."

"Dillon," Skye said with his best glare and was rewarded with a sweet
blush and a smile.

"Get some sleep, and we can talk more tomorrow."

"Night, Skye. Thanks."

Skye stepped back into the main room and laid his jacket on the couch. He
turned to see Garrett sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to remove
his boots.

"How'd it go?" Garrett asked.

"He'll be okay. In some ways, I wish that he was surprised. He wasn't.
Skye glanced down at his wrist comm, noting the time. This really sucks,"
Skye mumbled.

"What does? Skye, could you help?" Garrett asked sticking his still
booted leg up in the air.

Skye gripped the boot and helped pull it off before working on the
second. "How late it is. Even if we go to sleep now, we only get a few
hours before we have to be back up to make it to training at the Academy
on time. I really wanted to ravish you."

"We'll make up for it tomorrow night."

"Most definitely, and we are saving your outfit. I think we'll get lots
of use out of that leather." Skye finished undressing and crawled under
the covers, a little disappointed, but also exhausted. Garrett joined him
and leaned in to kiss him.

"I love you, baby. Next time we have some uninterrupted time, I want to
hear every detail. Especially about that fairy. From what I've picked up
when you were telling Dillon, it was quite the experience."

"Oh, yeah. You're going to like him. Would you mind holding me? I want to
be wrapped in your arms when I fall asleep. I figured you'd listen in and
would have heard everything."

"I got most of it, but Father called to make sure we got home safely and
then Pater wanted to talk to me and make sure you were doing okay."
Garrett turned down the lights and pulled Skye into his body.

Skye was thinking about how good it felt to be surrounded by Garrett's
strong arms and his scent. It was safe, and cuddly, and erotic all at
once. He was dimly aware of noises in the room and sleepily wondered what
he could be hearing in the middle of the night.

Skye felt the familiar presence just before the feathery touch on his
arm.

"Prince Skye, you may want to wake now. We don't have much time."

Oh, god, no. It couldn't be morning already. He wiggled his ass back into
Garrett wondering how long he could delay.

"Skye, you've only got two hours to get dressed, packed, and eat
breakfast before we have to catch the tube."

Skye's eyes flew open. "What?" What could Dillon be talking about?
Packing, tube?

"The Emperor sent a runner. There's been a change of plans for today. No
Academy or training. He's sending everyone on Holiday while the 'scandal'
settles. He didn't say what scandal," Dillon said.

Skye extracted himself from his happy place and struggled to sit up,
rubbing his eyes. He looked around the room and saw that Dillon had
clothing strewn all over the furniture.

"Holiday?" Skye croaked.

Dillon turned to look at Skye, putting his hands on his slender hips and
cocking his head. "Well, it looks like someone enjoyed himself at the
Moon Festival."

Skye harrumphed. Dillon was so adorable. Skye marveled again at how
pretty the elf was. His auburn hair was tied back; his emerald green eyes
sparkled with mischief, and his lean, slender body... oh, yeah... Skye
could remember all too well how that body felt under his hands. How could
someone, so beautiful and sweet have come from Caladwen?

"Better get a move on," Dillon said as he returned to sorting clothes.

Skye crawled out of bed and moved up to Dillon, pulling him into a hug
and kissing his neck and ear. "Good morning."

"Quit. We have things to do."

"Mmmm. Yeah."

Dillon let out a shrill laugh as Skye's hands ran down the inside of his
thighs, and then back up again to cup his balls. "So, where are we
going?"

"No idea. I was told to pack for cold weather and take enough for several
days. I was also told to pack your Academy stuff. When you get dressed,
you may want to check in on River."

"Awe, shit. I forgot. Is he still sedated?" Skye asked.

"When I woke Nik, River was still out."

Skye jumped up on the bed, straddling Garrett's back as he leaned in and
kissed him. "Wake up sleepy head. Time to get ready."

"Just a few more minutes..."

"Come on, get your beautiful golden ass moving. Change of plans."

"Wanna play with my ass?" Garrett mumbled into his pillow as he flexed
and lifted his ass.

"Always. But no time. Father's orders."

Garrett growled a low and rumbling sound that filled the room. Skye
headed for the shower with a smile on his face.

Everything felt rushed, but they were making good time. Hopefully, he'd
still have a chance to eat before they had to meet at the tubes. Dillon
did an amazing job finding clothing that would work for both he and
Garrett. Some of it had never even been unboxed - gifts from designers -
but too heavy for the weather in Capital City. Now Dillon was helping
make sure that Christos, Rilien, and Willow were packed. Everyone had
been included in on the mandatory Holiday and Garrett had gone in the
opposite direction to check on Kleitos.

Skye reached River's door and saw the guards standing sentry. They gave a
nod as they stood aside and opened the door for him. He thought they
looked familiar, but he didn't know them. As he entered, he saw Nik
closing the large travel trunk as he turned to see who it was.

"Morning Skye!" He grabbed Skye and pulled him into a tight hug, leaning
back and looking him over. "You okay? You gave us quite a scare." Nik's
gaze turned to the bed where River was still apparently sleeping.

"I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to. Yeah, I'm fine. I'll tell you all about
it later when we have time. How is he?"

"It was awful. I know that's not what you wanted to hear, but it's the
truth. When your bond connection disappeared, I thought he was going mad.
He was absolutely frantic and so angry. Things started flying and
breaking, and all hell broke loose. He started cursing and screaming
about how he was supposed to protect you and how he'd failed. If Kwill
hadn't come to the rescue, I don't know what I'd have done."

Skye gently knelt on the bed beside his brother. He ran his fingers
through his bright blond hair at his temple. **Come on little bro, things
will be okay. I'm here for you.** Skye sent knowing River wasn't fully
conscious. But River stirred at the mental touch, moving closer to Skye
and tilting his head against Skye's hand.

**Mmmm. Don't stop...** River's mind whispered to Skye.

**Come back to us River. It's time to wake up.**

River's eyes fluttered and opened, a tear running down the side of his
face. He reached up and pulled Skye into him. Skye felt the wave of fear
and relief like a blast. "I thought you were dead."

"I'm so sorry. I got taken into Underhill."

River held him in a tight embrace, breathing deeply and letting the
terror slip away. "Always an excuse with you. You could have warned me!"
River growled into Skye's ear, still not letting go.

"Didn't have a choice." Skye buried his face in River's neck and basked
in the scent of home.

River released his grip, letting Skye sit up again. "You okay?"

"Yeah. It's complicated. I told Nik I'd give the full story as soon as we
had time."

"Skye, we need to stick together. I don't know if I could live with
myself if you go off and get yourself killed and I'm not there to save
your ass."

"River, that's not your job. You are not responsible for me."

"Yes, I am. I don't know how to explain it, but I know."

"We can argue about it later, but for now, you need to get your ass out
of bed and get ready."

"Why? Oh, yeah, Training." River shook his head and climbed out of bed.

"No, we're being sent on Holiday," Skye said.

River looked at Nik then, Skye. "Holiday?"

"We don't know either. I already set out clothes for you and got our
stuff packed. Try to be quick so we can get breakfast before we have to
leave," Nik added.

It wasn't long before Skye found himself in the tube car zooming off to
who knows where. Well, he knew a little. It was north, and it was cold.
They'd spend the first part of the trip in the tube before transferring
to a shuttle. He'd asked why they couldn't just take a shuttle from the
get-go and Garrett had explained that taking the tubes was virtually
anonymous and they'd go unnoticed. If they took off in a shuttle from
Capital City, everyone would know, and it would be all over the vid news.
By traveling as far out of the city as they could by tube, it reduced the
likelihood of being spotted or anyone figuring out where they were
headed.

"You've really got your Russian vibe going, bro," River snickered giving
Skye a once-over.

Skye rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He'd already taken off the fur-lined
hat and heavy coat, but he had to agree, the clothes Dillon had picked
for him had a stark, military flair. The pants were thick charcoal
colored wool, with sturdy boots, a high collared shirt and a fitted
charcoal jacket with bright gold buttons. And of course, it was all
trimmed in gold and black embroidery. I remember when I would have been
embarrassed to wear such things, but hey, it was free. Skye consoled
himself.

"I think you look good," Garrett said squeezing Skye's hand and leaning
over for a kiss.

River didn't have as much to choose from yet, but Skye had seen all the
bonding day gift boxes stacked in their room. Maybe he'd get the same
windfall of wardrobe options. To Skye, River and Nik look like they
should be in a cologne ad. Certainly, they were dressed warmly, but where
and when would you ever wear all ivory? The boots, the pants, the vests.
Even their heavy coats lying on the floor of the tube car were ivory and
adorned with white, fluffy fur. He wondered who had picked them out,
Pater maybe?

"Aren't they just too pretty?" Skye whispered leaning into Garrett.

Garrett snickered. "Yeah, but don't say that too loudly. I saw some of
what Dillon packed for you."

Skye pulled back, **What?**

Garrett smiled and tucked his shields a little tighter. "Nothing to worry
about my love. I like having you all dressed up so everyone stares and
then I get to remind them that you're all mine."

Skye gave Garrett another kiss. God, do I love him. And if he's a little
visually impaired and thinks I'm pretty, all the better for me. "So you
have no idea where we're headed?" Skye asked.

"Yeah, why the mystery?" River added.

"Nope, not a clue. My parents don't tell me everything, Skye," Garrett
said.

"It's not all that unusual. Pater likes surprises, and he did this many
times when we were growing up. We'd often go away for holidays for
privacy, and to keep Father away from court. Personally, I'm betting the
cabin. We're headed in the right direction, and this time of year it
would be really cold," Nik explained.

"So you don't think it's because of what happened with Caladwen?" Skye
asked.

"What happened with Queen Caladwen?" River and Nik asked in unison.

Skye heard whispers behind and turned to see Christos, Rilien, and Willow
looking on anxiously. Dillon was staring at the floor. He caught Mica's
eyes and gave a wink. He and Feired were sitting in the next section of
the car with Christos, which put them behind Skye's and Garrett's backs.

"Well?" River prompted. He and Nik were both staring at Skye, waiting.
Corbin and Jos were sitting to either side and probably had their own
questions as well.

Skye caught Dillon's eye. **You okay if I tell them what happened?**

**Yeah, they need to know. I'll be fine,** Dillon sent.

"I'm just going to have to repeat this later for the other guys..." Skye
said out loud.

"Tough shit, they can wait," River said. Kleitos wasn't supposed to
travel on the same tube car, so Fiske, Leesai, Gillian, and Chaz were
arriving later. Kwill also elected to travel with Kleitos because he was
helping the Emperor and Tennat monitor the Assembly and announcements
about the changes in the Fae Court.

"Okay, okay. So Garrett, you, Mica, and Fiske can explain what you were
doing while I was trapped in Underhill - I'll cover the rest." Skye felt
their discomfort as much as he picked up from their thoughts. He then
proceeded to give a blow by blow account, trying to not leave out any
details - except for the prophecy - but including an in-depth description
of Teak, his beauty, and his skills.

When Skye finished, Garrett gave a more abbreviated recap of what
happened at the Moon Festival, and while he admitted to their
"distractions," he didn't provide much detail.

"Well... fuck me," River said, his eyes wide and looking absolutely
stunned.

"Gladly... but wow," Nik added.

"I'm not even sure where to start... it's just so... so... unbelievable."

"Trust me, all true," Skye said.

"Do you think you could ever show the rest of us Underhill?" River asked.

"Once things settle down, and I'm sure it's safe. Though I don't know if
Christos or Chaz can go into Underhill," Skye said.

"Why?" Christos asked.

"Underhill doesn't let all creatures in. Kwill can't even get near it.
But I saw humans. I just don't want you to get your hopes up if it
doesn't work." Skye felt bad seeing the disappointment on Christos's face
but was more concerned that they were safe.

"I want to know when we get to meet Teak," Nik piped in.

"I'm amazed you found one who likes men!" Willow exclaimed.

"I think he was rather surprised as well. Aren't their many fairies who
like men?" Skye asked.

"Probably more than they admit. Faeries are pretty secretive and keep to
themselves. They tolerate the other fae, but tend to avoid dragons and
humans."

"Well, he's bound to us now. I have no idea how that will affect his
opinions of men or our wing. Guess we'll find out." Skye turned back
around as he wondered if there would be a way to help Teak.

"So Corbin, what happens when you get real excited, and you're locked up
in an armored suit? Where do things 'go?'" Willow asked. He had adjusted
to clothing and the social requirements of being covered but still often
shared his opinion of how inconvenient it all sounded.

Corbin snorted and hemmed and hawed a minute, surprised that his part in
the Moon Festival events had even made anyone's radar. "It manages, just
sort of uncomfortable and snug - but they leave enough room, so it's not
painful."

"So it was bad, huh?" Willow continued.

"Uhm... I did okay."

"You'd be more prepared if you let me help you more often. Like I do with
Jos."

Skye burst out laughing. "Willow, that's so not true. You make it worse
for him. When is he not uncomfortable or fighting with an erection?
Besides, didn't you promise to start helping Mica and Fiske since they
apologized?" Jos kept his silence and looked intently interested at the
floor.

"That's right! I forgot," Willow said as his eyes honed in on Mica's
crotch.

"Come on Skye! That's like..." Mica started and stopped seeing the look
in Willow's eyes.

"Go ahead, say it... I dare you," Willow said.

"Oh no, I'm going to be a good dragon and shut up."

Now the whole group was laughing. Might have been because they all knew
what Mica was likely to have said. Willow's appetite and endurance was no
secret and having him turn his attention on you might just feel like you
were thrown into a pack of hungry wolves. Of course, that was an
interesting thought, Skye pondered. Wonder what's different about
Greggory? He's a wolf. Goodness knows were-daggers are sexy as hell.
Skye's eyes turned to Chaz, and he caught Chaz looking back, his
brilliant blue eyes, already beginning to glow at the lustful thoughts he
picked up through their bond.

"Ease it on down tiger, we've got a long ride, and unless you want an
orgy, you don't want to get any one of us too worked up," Garrett said in
an all too reasonable voice. "It wouldn't take much for Willow."

"That's not fair! Besides, think about it, Garrett! An orgy would be
great!" Willow called out.

Garrett sighed and put his hand on Skye's leg as he leaned back with his
head against the headrest. "This is going to be a long trip."

Skye snuggled into Garrett as best he could and quickly drifted off to
sleep. He didn't come to until he heard the chimes and announcement that
they were coming into the station. Garrett cupped his chin and kissed
him.

"I don't think either of us got enough sleep."

"Yeah." Skye unbuckled and stood, stretching his legs. "So, now where?"
Skye asked.

"We head to the shuttle port."

"You making guesses on where?"

"I think Nik's right. I'm betting on the cabin."

"This wouldn't be the same 'cabin' you were going to take me to when our
skimmer got shot down?"

"Nope, not even close. We've already traveled far north of the Reserve.
The place Nik and I are thinking is one of the royal residences. It's not
quite at the top of the mountain, but it is high enough that it's often
cold and snowy."

"You don't have a royal residence in a warm tropical-like place?" Skye
asked wistfully.

Garrett laughed. "Skye, we can buy a place of our own anywhere you'd
like. But no, currently no tropical beach royal palaces."

"Well, that sucks." Skye was just realizing how disappointed he was and
remembering their summer trips to the beach growing up. He and River
loved the ocean, and his grandparents had always seemed so much more
relaxed and carefree on those trips. Skye felt Garrett's gaze and picked
up on a thought. "What?"

"Oh, babe, you know exactly what I'm thinking."

Skye felt the heat rush to his face and wondered how he had enough blood
to blush when it seemed to be rushing a lot lower at the same time.
Garrett was imagining Skye walking out of the waves, naked, wet, and
aroused before Garrett tackled him to the beach. "You never spent much
time on a beach, did you, Garrett?"

"No, why? But I'm starting to imagine some real benefits to a hot,
tropical climate."

"There are, but sand? Sand 'everywhere' as in all the places you don't
want it to go and most definitely not conducive to pleasure. On a nice
large blanket when you're dry. After a nice rinse off in the shower,
yes."

"Guess you'll just have to educate me." Garrett teased still mentally
expanding on his wet beach fantasy.

Skye was surprised that when they exited the tube car, they were in a
public terminal surrounded by people. The guards took position around
them and created a wedge through the crowd. There was no question he was
recognized, given the shouts, screams, and commotion they left in their
wake. It was enough that Skye wondered how this could ever be considered
as discreet.

The chaos continued until they reached the restricted area of the shuttle
pads and moved behind the transport security gates. Mica and Corbin led
them to a nondescript shuttle that looked like all the others. As soon as
they climbed on board, that opinion changed.

"Wow. Posh," Skye muttered. It was as ornate as the royal tube cars and
all done in the royal colors. The headrests of the large seats even had
the royal crest. Skye dropped into the seat by Garrett and took his hand.
"Nicer than the military shuttle you brought me in on."

"Yeah, and the lavatory's a little bigger too." Garrett's eyes burned
with heat as he gave Skye one of his lecherous grins.

Skye felt the heat building again as he remembered that trip, and the
lavatory, and Garrett, very clearly.

Garrett made a show of looking around the cabin as all the others buckled
in. He leaned in close to Skye. "Not sure... it might not be enough time.
But then if you were really determined..."

"What?" Skye asked before thinking or trying to pick up on Garrett's
thoughts. He had instinctively shielded after his memory of sex in the
lavatory so as not to broadcast to the others.

"You could challenge yourself and take each of us into the lavatory for a
little... you know. With the need coming back full-force and all. Might
make you feel better. And given who is on the shuttle with us, they'd all
be more than willing. Just might want to leave the pilot and co-pilot
alone, so we arrive safely."

"Garrett!" Skye said a little louder than intended and felt everyone's
eyes turn to him.


*   Scene 2   *

Skye pulled the furred hood tighter around his face as the wind picked
up, and snow swirled around him making it difficult to see. Garrett had a
firm grip on Skye's arm and led him across the pad to the exit. Skye
could barely make out the "vehicles" they were about to board, but as far
as he could tell it looked like a large, enclosed sleigh with a cab that
stuck up in the back. Garrett gave an extra squeeze to Skye's ass under
his coat as he boosted him up and in. He scooted over and was joined by
Garrett, Mica, Corbin, Christos, and Rilien. The rest of the group was
climbing into a second sleigh.

The door closed surprising Skye with how quiet it was without the sound
of the hammering winds.

"You doing okay?" Garrett asked.

"Yeah, but where are you taking me? Tell me this isn't some igloo or a
cabin built out of ice."

"I promise. It has normal walls, a roof, and everything. This snow is
just a freak storm. But with the high winds, we can't take the incline,
so we get the scenic route."

"Incline? Scenic route?" Skye thought this was sounding a little
suspicious.

"The place is up on the side of the mountain, not quite to the top; it's
still inside the treeline. If it were clear, you'd be able to see it. The
incline is the easiest way to get there, but if we get a blizzard, it can
put enough snow on the tracks that it won't run. The incline also isn't a
pleasant ride if the winds are too strong. So, we're taking the winding
road up the side of the mountain through the forest. These power sleds
can make it through pretty much anything. Don't worry."

Don't worry, he says... Skye looked out the window and saw... white, a
wall of white. "How can we drive anywhere, you can't see a thing?"

Garrett snickered. "Skye, we have satellites and positioning systems
Earth scientists haven't even dreamed of. We also have beacons built into
the road."

Skye felt his stomach lurch as the sled moved forward. He snuggled into
Garrett and took comfort in being held and feeling the rise and fall of
Garrett's chest.

"Might want to take a look..." Garrett whispered waking Skye from a light
sleep.

Skye sat up and was surprised to see they were out of the storm. The snow
was still falling, in heavy flakes but it looked more like a greeting
card commercial. The bows of the evergreen trees were drooping from the
weight of the snow, and the ground was covered in a thick, white carpet
of snow. Skye looked around and smiled. It was beautiful. He turned as he
felt Garrett shifting and saw him do something on his wrist unit. The
sound of sleigh bells filled the air.

"How'd..."

"A little bird may have told me. Sorry I couldn't manage horses. But if
you pretend and don't look out the front, you might be surprised."
Garrett wrapped his arms around Skye and turned him to the side window.

Skye closed his eyes for a minute and just listened. Damn, he's right. I
can hear them, the muffled sound of their hooves, their breathing.
"You're amazing," Skye whispered. It took him back to childhood memories
of riding the sleighs at Williamsburg. They never stayed over a holiday
but had often gone between Christmas and New Years.

"Of course I am. But this is just a recording. I'm still working on the
real thing."

"River told you," Skye accused.

"Or... maybe I just read your mind. Just so you're prepared, there will
be hot cider and warm cookies when we arrive."

Skye turned around and climbed onto Garrett's lap, straddling him as he
put a hand behind his mate's head and pulled him into a kiss. Skye
savored the taste and feel of Garrett's lips and tongue as he did his
very best to show him how much he loved him and maybe, how much he wanted
to devour every inch.

Skye heard the snickers and jeers from the other guys as he pulled back
and stared into the dark eyes that had captured his soul. "I love you,
Garrett," Skye whispered before capturing Garrett again in an impassioned
kiss.

"If you need me to move to the other side, I'm sure Rilien and Christos
will make room for me," Corbin offered.

Skye saw the sparkle in Corbin's eyes, and while the tone could be
considered teasing, he also knew Corbin would do exactly that, and not
say a word about Garrett and Skye getting more "intimate" on the trip.

"Not necessary, but thanks." Skye sat back in his seat and took in the
scenery. Hey... wait... "Garrett, how did you arrange this if you didn't
even know where we were going?"

"Arrange is too strong a word. I may have dropped a few hints. You know?
Like if a certain location 'were' chosen and if said location happened to
be chosen at the right time of year, that it would be nice if it came
with hot cider and cookies. I swear, no one told me where we were going."

"And the convenient soundtrack for the surprise sleigh ride?"

"I believe in being prepared."

"I don't think you were a Boy Scout," Skye muttered looking back out at
the view.

"Mmmm, What are Boy Scouts... are they tasty guys like you?" Garrett
asked as his hand slid inside Skye's coat.

Skye couldn't help but laugh, and as much as he tried to hide it, a smile
still spread across his face. He just kept his head turned so Garrett
wouldn't get too smug.

**You keep forgetting I can read your mind. You can't hide from me, and
even if I can't see the smile on your pretty face, I can feel it... just
like I can feel this big, thick...**

"Garrett! Quit!" Skye blurted. He turned and saw everyone looking at him
with knowing smirks.

**Can't even hide it from them. Every one of them is bonded, they know
you're aroused. They can sense it, most of them can probably smell it.
Maybe not Rilien, but he still knows.**

**I wouldn't be so aroused if you didn't have your hands all up in my-**
Skye let out an audible moan.

**Oh, baby, it's going to be more than my hands up in your business. We
never got to finish last night. And you declined my offer on the
shuttle.** Garrett pulled Skye tighter against him and kissed his neck
and ear, while his hands continued to explore.

"It is beautiful," Skye said looking at the peaceful forest and the heavy
blanket of snow trying to distract himself from the building lust and
Garrett's hands.

"Wait. You're going to love the cabin and if Pater does his usual thing,
you might... well, just prepare yourself."

"Why? Bad?"

"No baby. All good. Trust me; you'll be fine."

Just a few minutes later, the sleigh stopped, and Skye heard voices
outside. He didn't feel a threat - more a sense of caution. The door
opened, and a soldier in an all-white armor suit peered in.

"Prince Garrett, gentlemen. Just checking. Everything good?" the guard
asked.

"All good. Thank you," Garrett answered, and the guard closed the doors.

Skye turned a questioning look on Garrett.

"Just a gate check before we cross into the secured area," Garrett said.
"If I used any other response they would know there was a problem and
take action. The grounds around the cabin are as secure as the Palace
when we're 'in residence.'"

It took about an hour to reach their destination. Garrett made Skye close
his eyes and wrapped a scarf around him so he couldn't peek. When the
power sled came to a stop, Garrett and Corbin lifted Skye to the ground
and guided him to stand in front of the large entrance so he'd have a
good view.

"Okay, you can look now." Garrett pulled the scarf away and stepped in
behind Skye wrapping his arms around him.

"Holy...." Skye looked up at the huge wooden doors decorated with large
evergreen wreaths and bows of greens and ribbons. He stepped out of
Garrett's arms and moved back as far as he could to take it in.

"Cabin? Cabin? Really, Garrett? You call this a cabin? It's a fucking
chalet!" Skye turned back to Garrett wondering if it was a joke. The
building of stone and timber was as large as any upscale resort. He began
to laugh as he picked up confusion from Garrett. His mate was so jaded;
he didn't see anything amiss with calling "this" a cabin.

"You ready to go inside?" Garrett asked guardedly as he worried that he
might not be able to meet Skye's expectation of a proper Christmas
setting.

Skye smiled from ear to ear and saw the other sleigh pulling up. "We'll
wait for the others. Hey, love. So the inside, is it 'rustic?'"

"I guess, a bit. Lots of wood and stone, like the outside and nice big
fireplaces."

"What, no heat?"

"Of course there's heat. What, you think we're cave dwellers or
something? They are for atmosphere."

Skye walked up and pulled Garrett into his arms, sliding his hands inside
the heavy parka. "Atmosphere, huh?"

The others had exited and joined Skye and Garrett on the steps.

"Cabin?" River said giving Skye an incredulous look.

"Bro, you and I are going to have to come up with a way to translate some
of their shit into something we can understand."

"Yeah. We weren't 'all' born with a silver dick up our ass." River gave
Nik a very pointed glare with his comment.

"Gold, River. Gold. Silver is so... common," Nik said with a wink.

"HEY! I object," Feired said with a scowl.

"It's okay, Feired. I like your silver dick," Skye teased.

"Ready?" Garrett let the guards open the large door and then ushered the
others inside.

A man greeted them with a bow. "Welcome Your Majesties, gentlemen. If
you'll remove your parkas and boots here, the staff will make sure
they're dried out and returned to your rooms. Lunch will be served at one
o'clock in the main dining room.

"Thank you, Master Walker, good to see you again," Garrett said turning
to the others. "Master Walker is the Head Butler."

"We are here to serve," Walker responded.

"Our usual rooms?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. Prince Argos had us begin preparing last week. I or
one of the other staff will be happy to direct any of our new guests,"
Walker responded. He approached Christos and helped him with his jacket.
"Prince Christos. We're honored to welcome you."

"Thank you, sir," Christos responded.

"Walker, let me also introduce our other new family members, Prince Skye,
Prince River, Rilien, and Willow." Garrett introduced each and Walker
gave a nod or bow as appropriate.

"And this is Dillon. He's special as well, Skye would hang me by my tail
if I didn't point out that while he is our valet, he is to be treated
like family too."

**Thank you, Garrett.** Skye was so proud of his mate and pleased that he
didn't even have to prompt him.

"I may have to ask for reminders on names," Walker said.

"We more than understand. It's a pleasure, Master Walker," Skye said with
a smile.

River gave Skye a disbelieving look as they sat on one of the many
benches in the large ante-room and began removing their coats and boots.
**Is this for real, bro?**

**Yeah, I think so. Not all that different from how they treat us at the
Palace,** Skye sent. A couple of other servants then stepped in and began
gathering the coats and boots.

**No, I guess not. Just sometimes I feel so out of place.**

**Me too. But I'm sort of excited to see the rest...**

Everyone finished, and Walker opened the doors to the main house. Skye
and River were the first to step through. The room they entered next was
a grand entrance hall with a sweeping staircase, fully festooned in
holiday cheer that rivaled any downtown department store.

"Holy fuck," River said gawking.

"Yeah," Skye added feeling his eyes start to tear up. It was gorgeous and
festive and a painful reminder of home and Christmas past... on Earth,
when he was young with his mom and dad and then with grandma and grandpa.
With friends I'll never see again. Skye couldn't stop the tears.

"Hey, hey... what's wrong? You don't like it?" Garrett looked like he'd
been punched in the gut as he pulled Skye into his arms and hugged him,
kissing him and wiping away his tears.

"Sorry," Skye managed through the tears before burying his face in
Garrett's neck. He sensed River in his head before he felt his brother
sandwich him into Garrett.

"We still have each other," River whispered.

**Skye, what is it? Don't shut me out baby,** Garrett sent into Skye's
thoughts.

**I'm sorry. It's all beautiful. Just sometimes... it hurts. Knowing I'll
never see them again, being so far away. Christmas was always my favorite
holiday, not just because of the gifts either. The music, the food, the
decorations. Everyone always seemed happier. I'm sure they weren't, but
it at least felt magical.**

Garrett tipped Skye's face up and kissed him. His lips gentle and then
ran his tongue over Skye's bottom lip until Skye opened to him and
Garrett could kiss him the way he wanted.

"I love you," Garrett said tugging at Skye's lower lip with his teeth.

"I love you," Skye ground his hips into Garrett's and let their tongues
play a moment before he realized all the attention in the room was on
him. He knew they were all worried, and with the bond, there wasn't much
he could hide without shielding them all out completely.

"Show's over." Skye pulled away and gave a playful punch to River's arm.
"Thanks, bro."

"Warm cider and cookies?" Garrett asked.

"Lead on."

"Hey, uhm... Nik and I are going to find our room and explore a bit.
We'll catch up with you for lunch," River said giving Nik a heated look.

Skye chuckled. "Sure bro. You two 'explore,' maybe I'll save you a
cookie." He watched as Nik took River's hand and dragged him off, their
intentions very clear. As were their erections.

Garrett led Skye and the others into a grand room that was just as
elaborately decorated. Including a Christmas tree that Skye guessed had
to be at least twenty feet tall. The room had elaborately carved wooden
arches and beams in rich, golden-brown. The walls were paneled up to
about ten feet, and then the upper portions were richly colored murals.
The room had two fireplaces with openings as tall as Skye, already set
with fires blazing. The room had several seating areas with cozy looking
couches and chairs, and floors covered with thick carpets.

"Skye," Garrett called out holding out a mug - the steam clear even from
a distance. There was a cart with a large urn, mugs, and plates of
cookies.

"Thanks," Skye took the mug and inhaled, enjoying the spicy apple scent.

"Would you like music?" Garrett asked as he handed mugs to Christos and
Rilien. "I added your Christmas playlist to what we already had."

"Sure," Skye answered and felt a little cheered as he heard the holiday
music fill the room.

"Here, let me do that. You go snuggle with Skye," Dillon said pushing
Garrett out of the way.

"Dillon! You don't always have to be working. Chill, let Garrett do
something. You want him to get fat and lazy?"

"Hey!" Garrett objected.

Skye turned his best smile on his mate. "Yeah?"

"I will not get fat."

"Good. Now we just have to work on the 'lazy' part."

"Mmmm. What did you have in mind? Maybe some nice strenuous activity like
our brothers got up to? I could go for that."

"I want to finish my cookie."

"What, did you just choose food over sex? Have you lost your mind?"
Willow said in horror, his own cookie held inches from his face. But the
look on his face...

"It wasn't an either, or. I just want to enjoy my cookie first. I think
we can all agree that Garrett is very 'filling.'"

"Yeah," Rilien and Christos echoed.

"He is, but in the nicest ways," Christos added with an evil grin.

"Where's Jos? I'm horny," Willow said looking around - only to see Corbin
and Mica.

"He and Feired went with River and Nik," Corbin said.

"And, he's on duty," Skye added.

"They can't all be on duty. Who's available?"

"Right now, none of the guards," Mica answered.

Skye saw the glance - fleeting but there - more of a plea from Mica for
Skye to back him up. His resistance to Willow was growing weaker by the
day, and Skye seriously thought it was edging into fear. Perhaps fear of
enjoying it too much.

"Why don't we all check out our rooms and relax a bit before lunch," Skye
offered.


*   Scene 3   *

"It's beautiful," Skye said as he stood holding the heavy brocade drapes
aside while he looked out at the falling snow.

"And the room?" Garrett asked.

"Sorry, I meant the room. But the snow is too." Skye turned and looked
around again. The walls were paneled in intricately carved, rich golden-
brown wood. The furniture seemed to match both the color and theme of the
carvings. The huge raised bed even had heavy tapestry curtains suspended
from the wooden canopy. A fire already burned in the large fireplace.

"Bed looks comfy..."

"Maybe you should get naked and show me," Skye said putting his hands to
Garrett's chest and pushing him backward.

"If I get naked will you take advantage of me?"

"Sorry, but yeah, I probably will." Skye started unfastening his jacket
and gave Garrett a thorough look, pausing to look at his crotch - already
swollen.

"Good!" Garrett wasted no time in stripping and threw his clothes to the
floor without a second glance before climbing up on the bed. He sat
against the headboard and assortment of pillows, his legs spread and his
dick standing at attention. "Ready."

"Are you?"

"Yup," Garrett said with a smile and a glance down at his swollen cock.

Skye followed the gaze and licked his lips. Damn, I am the luckiest guy
in the universe. He's all mine... No matter how many times he saw his
mate's naked body, each time was a treat. Men would pay to see those
bulging muscles and deep golden skin, and somehow Skye suspected that
even the straightest of men might lick their lips at Garrett's bountiful
manhood. Skye finished undressing and crawled up onto the bed and into
Garrett's arms. He pressed his body against Garrett's as his mate slid
down onto his back and captured his lips.

"I love you. I'm sorry I've been such a pain today." Skye said.

"Prove it," Garrett growled.

Skye nibbled up Garrett's neck, whispering in his ear. "Which part, that
I'm a pain or that I love you."

"Both."

Skye kissed down Garrett's neck, teasing the soft skin at the base of his
collarbone with his teeth then moving farther. He moved the heavy braid
of hair up onto the pillows and then kissed across Garrett's chest;
savoring the full round pecs before he used his hot breath to arouse
Garrett's nipple. Then gently, with the tip of his tongue teased it until
it was hard and erect. When Skye was satisfied, he moved to the other
nipple.

"Faster..." Garrett rasped.

"Faster? You in a rush?"

"So help me, Skye, if you take your time and we have to stop before
things are finished... or if someone comes and interrupts, I just can't
be held responsible for my actions."

Skye bit down on Garrett's nipple. Not hard, but enough to get a nice
loud cry. He proceeded to suck it hard until he got the first tastes of
Garrett's dragon milk. "Mmmm. Tasty."

"You can just fuck me; foreplay is not needed."

"Foreplay is always needed. Isn't that what we started last night? You
know, I've heard days of foreplay bring about the most amazing orgasms."

"Skye, no... please." Garrett's voice sounded pitiful enough that Skye
almost felt sorry for him. Almost.

He continued to kiss down Garrett's body until he came to the prominent
Adonis belt and traced it with his tongue. He wasn't sure why but that
prominent muscle fascinated him like it was a directional arrow to the
treasure. "You know your pre-cum tastes so good; maybe I should just
savor it and see how much I can get out of you..." Skye looked up into
Garrett's eyes to see the heat and passion of his mate. The dark glowing
eyes matched what Skye picked up through their bond. He licked up
Garrett's thick shaft and took the large head into his mouth and moaned.
"Fuck, you taste so good."

Garrett pulled up his knees and spread them as far apart as he could.
"I'm ready for you." He reached down and put his fingers to his hole,
teasing it with his fingers, drawing little circles around the opening.

"Are you?" Skye pulled back and watched Garrett finger himself, working
up to sliding a finger in and out of his hole. His finger was slick and
shiny with his own juice. Garrett's hips moved, and he ground himself
onto his hand with his head thrown back. Skye grabbed Garrett's hand and
pulled it to his mouth - waiting for Garrett to open his eyes and look.

"Fuck." Garrett's dark eyes were now punctuated with a burning flame in
the center.

Wow, that was fast. That usually comes after an orgasm or two. Skye took
the finger that had just been inside Garrett and sucked it into his
mouth. He licked and sucked it as though it were Garrett's cock. "You
forget yourself, dragon. That ass belongs to me."

"Then fuck me already!"

"Bossy, aren't you? Too bad I forgot those dragon restraints. If I
hadn't, you'd be bound to this nice big bed, and I'd edge you for hours.
Forget lunch, forget holidays, just make you scream in pleasure."

"Oh, Father Dragon, Skye!" Garrett pushed his body into Skye, trying to
pull Skye into his ass.

Skye started fingering Garrett's opening and found that he truly was
ready. His hole opened, greedily sucking in Skye's fingers. "So wet."
Skye leaned down and kissed Garrett and slid two fingers inside as his
tongue slid into Garrett's mouth. He pressed his body against Garrett,
using his stomach to tease and caress Garrett's cock, trapped between
them.

"Now, you're ready," Skye whispered as he pulled back. His dragon was
awake but silent. Skye could feel the "other" presence and a sense of
satisfaction.

Garrett gripped the back of Skye's head and pulled him in tighter to
their kiss, driving his tongue into Skye's mouth. His legs wrapped around
Skye's body, grinding against him.

Skye shifted enough that his cock was rubbing up and down Garrett's slick
crack causing Garrett to whimper and squeeze even tighter. Skye could
feel the heat of Garrett's opening, and then the angle was right, and
Skye slid in.

Oh, fuck. This is heaven, Skye thought as Garrett's dragon hole pulled
him in. The nubs teased and coaxed his cock in farther. Somehow, though
Skye couldn't understand how, Garrett was always tight and perfect for
him. He felt the flutter teasing at him.

"Garrett, no flutter this time. I want to pile drive your ass."

Garrett's eyes widened, and the flames burned brighter. He let out a low
growl and bit at Skye's lip before his tongue drove back into Skye's
mouth and his legs squeezed Skye's ass tightly against him.

Skye began moving slowly, feeling the perfect silky sensation of
Garrett's glove and how full and thick he felt to his mate - filling him
and giving him equal pleasure. When he thought they'd hit a good rhythm
and were moving into gentle love-making, Skye pulled almost out and
slammed in hard.

Garrett grunted, and his eyes flew open, staring at Skye in surprise.

"Enough playing. Now, you get fucked."

Skye saw the sexy smile spread across Garrett's face. **Bring it.**

**I love you dragon.** Skye watched Garrett's eyes and paid close
attention to what Garrett was feeling as he began long hard pile driving
thrusts. If it weren't for the pillows, Garrett would have been slamming
his head into the headboard. But, he loved it.

**Show me how desperate you are for me, Skye.** Garrett encouraged.

"Always," Skye gasped as he got caught up in what Garrett was feeling.
The sex was wild and rough and felt fucking awesome. Garrett was starting
to glow, and Skye felt his ass muscles tighten around him as he felt the
wave of pleasure from his mate's anal orgasm. Garrett's whole body
quivered, his cock letting out a squirt of pre-cum that increased the
sensations as it rubbed against Skye's abs.

"Close." Garrett rasped.

Skye leaned down and bit Garrett's neck, right under the ear as his own
orgasm rocked him, making him cry out as he exploded inside his lover.
Garrett's body stiffened as his load began pumping out between them. His
dragon hole squeezed and stroked Skye as they orgasmed, bringing Skye a
second wave and making him see stars.

Skye collapsed onto Garrett and closed his eyes, trying to catch his
breath. Garrett wrapped his strong arms around him and then...

"OH! GOD! Stop Garrett! Too much, too much." Skye began with a shout and
ended in whimpers as Garrett's body continued to stroke, and milk Skye's
now overly sensitive cock. It made Skye shudder as his body got
aftershock mini orgasms.

Garrett rolled Skye onto his back and kissed him gently. "You are one
fucking awesome lover."

"Back atcha." Skye muttered, hoping the world would stop spinning soon.
He opened his eyes to see his favorite sight in all the universe.
Garrett's handsome face with a cocky, self-satisfied smile. The
expression he seemed to always wear after great sex. Cocky bastard, I'm
going to have to up my game.

Skye pushed Garrett over and then straddled him. "Did you just turn this
into a challenge?"

"Huh?"

"That smirk. You are so proud of yourself, making me almost pass out with
that sexy, oh-so-perfect dragon hole of yours. Well, listen here, mister.
Game on. I accept your challenge." Skye put a hand on Garrett's chest
holding him down. He kissed him and took his bottom lip in his teeth as
he pulled away just a bit. He then began licking up every bit of
Garrett's spilled seed from his body. He decided against using his mojo,
he used his tongue instead, along with hands and fingers until Garrett
was as hard as when they started.

"Wanna fuck me again or do I get your amazing ass this time?" Garrett's
voice was deep with lust and need, the fire in his eyes still burned
brightly.

"Nope. It's time for lunch. You might want to get cleaned up and
dressed." Skye crawled off the bed and headed to the bath for a quick
rinse. He paused and looked over his shoulder. He could feel the waves of
lust coming from his mate.

"Skye..." Garrett growled.

"Lunch." Skye reminded before stepping out of sight. He smiled as he
picked up Garrett's thoughts - he was hungry alright, but not for food.


*   Scene 4   *

"Does anyone else think this is weird?" River asked, his spoon hanging in
mid-air as he looked around the large dining room.

"I like the soup," Christos said somewhat confused at River's comment.

"No, I mean this room. Us. All bunched together at the end of a table
that seats, what? Fifty?"

Skye smiled in understanding and realized that Garrett and Nik were
completely baffled. To them, this was normal. Even Rilien had grown up in
a royal household. Willow and Christos were so far out of their comfort
zone of what they grew up with they just took it for granted that any
discomfort they felt, was just "them."

"Why spread out? Then we'd have trouble hearing each other, and passing
stuff would be a pain," Nik said.

"Ugh. Skye, explain it," River pleaded.

"For those of us who didn't grow up in palaces, the large spaces can feel
intimidating and overwhelming. Most homes on Earth don't have dining
rooms that seat fifty and I know this will come as a shock but some homes
don't even have formal dining rooms."

"What? Just breakfast rooms?" Nik asked.

"No, as in we eat in the kitchen and if we have a dining room, it's more
likely to seat eight. We don't have multiple dining rooms to choose
according to the occasion."

Skye swallowed the laugh at Nik's expression as he turned to look at
Garrett - as if his older brother would say Skye was kidding.

"We can ask to have meals in one of the smaller rooms," Garrett said.
"The staff usually defaults to this one for the family - except for
Breakfast."

"Unless Pater and Father are dining with us, I think River and I would be
more comfortable. Not that it isn't a beautiful room, but we get enough
of that at the Palace. I for one, prefer more intimate spaces," Skye
said.

"I'm sorry. I should have picked up on that. If I'd been paying
attention, I'm sure Nik and I would have noticed. I want this to be
special and to make you comfortable," Garrett said.

"But you never said anything at the Palace," Nik said, obviously still
baffled.

"Dude. I sort of expect to be uncomfortable all the time in a Palace.
Shit, anything I touch in that place is probably worth more than I'd earn
in a lifetime. Even the johns are in gold! But you said 'cabin,' this is
more like a different style of 'palace.'" River said.

"You don't like it?" Nik sounded hurt like you'd told him you didn't like
his puppy.

"No, I love it. Just sometimes the formality gets to me. I didn't grow up
with seven course meals for lunch and servants hanging over my shoulder.
Certainly never had to change clothes multiple times a day."

"River, we can make it as casual as you like. It's just us, family. No
guests or dignitaries or anyone we have to impress. I'm sure Pater wants
you to be comfortable," Garrett explained. "Maybe we reserve this space
for dinners and ask for lunches in another room?"

"Thanks. I'm sorry I'm being a pain." River looked at his soup and seemed
to withdraw from the conversation.

Skye wasn't shielding too strongly, so he had a pretty good idea what was
going on. He reached out to both Nik and Garrett. **Hey, I don't think
this has anything to do with the place or the room. River's struggling
with the same thing I am. He misses home. I also think he may be getting
close to his change. I'm getting a pretty strong sense that his dragon is
making his presence known.**

**I'm sorry babe. Tell us how we can help you both. I want this to be
special and happy. Not make you both sad.** Garrett rubbed Skye's arm as
he made eye contact.

**Yeah, I forget how much he's going through. I've probably been a little
demanding. I can't keep my own dragon settled. It feels like he wants to
crawl out through my skin.** Nik visibly shuddered as he sent his
thoughts.

Garrett sat back as the server placed the next course. When the man moved
on Garrett leaned forward toward Nik who was seated across from him.
"Nik, when was the last time you shifted?"

"Huh?" Nik looked up in surprise and then paused. "Several days, why?"

"Skye, how about you?"

"I shifted, geez, was it yesterday or the day before? When I was in
Underhill."

"I think we should go flying," Garrett stated it like a proclamation.

"Isn't it too cold?" Nik asked.

"Your dragon won't care. That's why we have that big barn. We shift in
the barn and then step out. To be honest, this is one of the most
beautiful places to fly. Just more complicated because of Skye, here."

"Why is it more complicated because of me?"

"Because you, sexy dragon of mine had to go and get yourself in trouble.
Remember? You have to have a full escort. So that means if we go flying,
all the guards get to fly with us." Garrett crossed his arms over his
chest and gave Skye his best smirk.

"What am I supposed to do while you guys go off flying?" River asked
still sounding a bit broody.

"Fly with us. We have saddles and flight suits in the barn. I don't mind
giving you a ride. Nik's still learning so wouldn't be safe for him,"
Garrett said.

"Wait! You're going to let River ride you? I should get to ride you
first!"

Garrett turned his eyes to Skye and raised an eyebrow as he delivered in
his most deadpan voice. "You have."

Skye felt the heat rush to his face. "That. Is. Not. What. I. Meant!"

"I was really hoping it was memorable enough you wouldn't forget. But,
I'm willing to take you for another ride." Garrett said woefully.

"I meant flying!" Skye almost shouted.

"Oh, you'll fly, baby. You'll fly." Garrett teased.

Skye was now so flushed and flustered he was having trouble thinking.
Worse was the snickers that spread through the room. Calm yourself, Skye.
You just had sex with him less than an hour ago; he should not get you
this worked up. Skye said to himself as he picked up Garrett's mental
chuckle.

**Game on, babe. And you really should. Just imagining you, riding me,
your gorgeous body mounted on my cock, the look of pleasure on your face,
the sweet moans as I give you pleasure. Watching your muscles flex and
ripple as you take me deep inside you, over and over...** Garrett's eyes
were lit by flames as he stared intently at Skye - sending not only his
thoughts but a clear feeling of his lust.

"Garrett." Skye had wanted it to come out like a scold. Instead, it was
more of a breathy whimper. He knew Garrett was always with him mentally
and while he didn't necessarily pay attention the only way to have a
private conversation in his own head was to shield out us mate.
Unfortunately, that just made Garrett more suspicious and guaranteed he'd
pay attention.

"Quit you two! Tell me this option, of me flying," River said.

Garrett winked at Skye. **Seriously Skye, you can ride me anytime. Day or
night.** Garrett turned to look at River and shrugged.

"Simple River. You suit up and ride in a saddle. Eventually, we'll need
to teach Nik and Skye how to handle riders, but I've done it many times.
Given our bond, it should be even easier for us. And while I could let
Skye 'ride in the saddle' I think he will enjoy flying on his own. That
way the guards can pay attention to guarding."

"Let's do it." River said emphatically. "Skye you'll just have to suck it
up. If you want to ride a dragon, you can have the second turn."

Skye wanted to argue - or at least he thought he did, but his dragon had
stirred and was sending a different message. 'This is good. Let your
brother ride our mate. I want to fly and then we will let Garrett ride
us. We can do things he's never even dreamed.'

"So when do we get rides?" Christos asked.

Skye turned and saw the huge smile and felt Christos's excitement. Rilien
on the other hand looked totally terrified. Willow and Dillon both looked
contemplative.

"Garrett?"

"Yes, Willow? You want to ride a dragon too?"

"Oh, yes. But I was wondering, can dragons have sex 'while' they're
flying?"

Garrett seemed to be speechless, and Skye put his head in his hands. Oh,
god. Only Willow. Then he started wondering, what can dragons do, or not
do when in dragon form.


*   Scene 5   *

Skye was still processing as he watched Corbin and Jos help River into
his flight suit. It looked like heavy canvas overalls but with lots of
straps and metal rings. Oh, and the odd bulge on the back that Jos said
was an emergency parachute.

"Now if this were a military or custom suit, it would look and fit more
like your armor and would be color-keyed to your dragon. That way when
you're in flight, you aren't as clearly a separate target." Corbin
explained.

"Since you're also a dragon, I'm not sure that you'd need one, but it
probably wouldn't hurt to have a set in case you ever want to ride
Garrett."

"I prefer him to be naked when he rides me," Garrett called out. He was
getting the saddle ready. The building was huge, but then Skye guessed if
it had to accommodate dragons shifting that made sense. There were also
several storage rooms. That's where the flight suits, saddles, and other
supplies were kept.

"Don't we all," Corbin said with a wink to Skye.

"Could you do that? Ride naked I mean?" Willow asked.

"Sure, I guess so. Not sure that it wouldn't be a bit uncomfortable
though. The leather would chafe from the saddle, and you'd get really
cold. We usually fly high enough or fast enough you'd freeze off your
bits." Jos answered with a friendly shoulder bump to Willow.

"That wouldn't work. You like my bits."

"Yup, I do. Don't think I'm the only one either," Jos laughed.

"Bonded mates and their dragons are usually the best riding pairs. The
bond lets them automatically adjust and move with each other. It's a
beautiful sight," Corbin said as he finished a check on River's suit.

"Will all of us being bonded to Skye and our connection to each other
make a difference?" Christos asked.

"It might Chris. I don't know that we'll know until we try. It's not like
it's common," Garrett said.

"So River is going to ride on Garrett and if all goes well... what? We'll
let Christos and Willow take a turn?" Skye asked.

"If we have time. And if not today maybe another time. Pater and Father
won't be arriving until tomorrow. If Kleitos and Kwill's group arrive
earlier, Kleitos could take up a rider," Garrett said.

"But what about Rilien?" Willow asked.

"No. No, that's okay. I'll pass," Rilien said quickly.

Skye looked at Rilien with concern. They'd managed to at least get him
comfortable around Skye in dragon form, but it wasn't really a surprise
it would take some warming up before he wanted to ride one.

"So, guys. This is the way we'll do this. Corbin, you take the lead in
the formation. Feired and Fiske you fly flank and Jos, you get rear
guard. That puts me front-center and Skye and Nik behind me. Skye, you
have to stay in formation. That means you can't fly ahead or get all
fancy-like. Got it?"

"Yes daddy," Skye snarked.

**Watch it stud. This daddy may just have to spank your ass if you
misbehave.**

**Promise?**

**Oh, you'll know I own your ass by the time I'm done. I promise,**
Garrett sent back. "Seriously Skye, we need to get used to flying
together, and that means as a team. If we get a chance where we've got
more dragons and can set up a perimeter maybe we can let you try some of
your fancy stuff. But, not today."

"Yes, sir," Skye said.

"Keep it up smart-ass, and you'll be the one who's in dragon restraints."
Garrett's words were delivered with what seemed to be a very different
message than what he was thinking. His thoughts made Skye a little weak-
kneed.

"Jos, you shift last. The rest of you shift in flight order then step
outside and wait. You boys, stay near the barn. You can step outside and
watch but to be honest, you won't see much. Between the snow and
distance, you'll lose us pretty fast. Your safe on the grounds but don't
go anywhere else. Got it?" Garrett made sure to make eye contact with
each of them one by one, Christos, Rilien, Willow, and Dillon.

Skye watched in a combination of pride and amazement as he watched "his"
dragons shift one by one. They were all magnificent. Garrett stood before
him in all his amazing gold scale and turned his large horned head to
Skye and snorted.

**I do want to take you for a ride someday. Please don't be jealous of
River. I think he needs this.**

**Thanks. And my dragon was pretty clear that he wants to fly. I don't
think he'd have been happy being a passenger.**

**You might have some control issues.** Garrett teased.

Jos fastened the saddle onto Garrett and then helped River climb up. It
took a few minutes to get him fastened in and then the final step was
helping River with the helmet.

"Why the helmet?" Skye asked.

"It gets really cold up there, and it's tough to see with the wind making
your eyes tear up. If we were flying low and it was summer, then you
could do short flights without. Humans weren't really built to fly - even
dragons in human form." Jos finished and did one more check on all the
straps. "River, if for any reason you were to fall. Don't panic. We're
trained to catch our riders and get them back in the saddle. You saw what
I did to strap you in. Show me the connections you need to make."

River pointed to each and then turned to Jos. Skye couldn't see River's
face, but he could feel the slightest twinge of apprehension.

"Good. Also, if you were to fall and if for some reason Garrett couldn't
catch you, your parachute has an auto trigger. You don't need to do
anything; it will automatically open at the right altitude."

"Okay," River said - the helmet making his voice sound odd.

"River. Before you go out, find and focus on the bond that connects you
to Garrett. I know you can't mind-speak him, but it might still help,"
Skye said. He watched with a bit of trepidation as Garrett ambled out
through the large doors and cringed as River almost didn't duck his head
in time.

"Your turn," Joss said.

As Skye stripped, he could feel Jos's eyes on him and felt the smolder of
his thoughts. He turned and twerked his ass a bit, just to tease the
ginger guard.

"So nice. Thank you. You ever need a relief player, I'm yours," Jos said
with a little more longing and heat than he probably intended.

"I'm surprised Willow hasn't worn you out." Skye laughed as he moved to
the center of the room and willed himself to shift. It felt like a wave
of heat through his body, and when he opened his eyes, he looked down on
Jos and nodded. **Good to go,** he sent. His dragon was anxious to get in
the air.

"He hasn't worn me out yet. Though not for lack of trying. I love him you
know. Not like he's my bond-mate or something but, he's still 'more.'"

**Yeah, he is. Why don't you get undressed and then I can step out.**

Jos laughed. "You wanna see me nekkid big guy?"

"Always." Skye's dragon voice was low and rumbly and echoed off of the
barn walls.

Jos was a handsome man. He still had an athlete's proportions but was
thicker and stocker than his other dragons. His golden skin had a slight
reddish cast and his smile, enough to melt ice. Skye was struck with how
much he loved this guy and what a steady and solid friend he was. Some
man out there is going to be so friggin' lucky to have you as a mate,
Jos. Beautiful, smart, and so incredibly sweet. I need to find him for
you soon. Skye stepped outside and felt his pride swell at the beautiful
and majestic dragons that surrounded him.

Corbin took off first, and the others followed in order. Skye flapped his
wings and enjoyed the feeling of the air lifting him higher and higher.
The cold and snow didn't seem to be bothering him at all. and soon they
were through the clouds and the sky was blue and sunny.

**You doing okay River?** Skye sent.

**Fuck! Fuck! This is amazing. Oh my god, Skye. You were right; I can
feel Garrett - I mean his thoughts. It's like we've done this before.**
River's mind voice was almost giddy.

They flew in formation, and it took some nudging and coaching from the
guys for Skye to know what was expected. His dragon was happy and didn't
fight being held back. Somehow the dragon understood better than Skye
that this was both necessary and a good thing. 'We're becoming a wing,'
the dragon said. 'We are so much stronger together than apart. Can't you
feel it? They love being with us, supporting us. It's not just for us; it
helps them too.'

Skye thought about it a moment and let their thoughts and feelings filter
through his mind. He felt it redundant to tell his dragon that he was
right again. He seemed to always have insights and wisdom that Skye just
didn't see until it was laid out before him. Skye looked down and saw
that they were now almost to the peaks of the mountain. Below he could
see what appeared to be ruins on a large flattened area near the
pinnacle.

**Garrett, what's below us?**

**The ruins of a dragon keep. It's very old - it fell into ruin long
before the Great War. I'm not sure that it even had a name.**

**Is there anything left?**

**What you see and a good bit of what was underground. The Academy
sometimes uses it for training. It had a fairly extensive underground
complex and tunnels dug into the rock of the mountain. I don't know much
more, but you can ask Father.**

**Skye.** River prodded.

**Yeah, you still you enjoying yourself?**

**Yeah, but Nik says he's getting tired. This is the first time he's
flown outside of the palace grounds. I think he's starting to struggle
with the winds.**

Skye relayed to Corbin and the others so they could head back to the
barn. They returned and landed without incident. Skye was surprised to
learn that they'd been in the air several hours. It had seemed like
minutes. Garrett promised Christos he'd get a turn to ride another day.
While River was practically bounding with excitement. Nik looked
exhausted. So River was taking him back to their room so he could rest
before dinner.

Kleitos and the remaining guards, Chaz, Fiske, Gilian, and Leesai arrived
just before dinner. Skye was surprised that Kwill wasn't with them.
Kleitos didn't have much of an explanation other than something came up,
and he'd be arriving with Father and Pater on Christmas Eve.


*   Scene 6   *

Skye snuggled into Garrett as he sipped his hot chocolate and watched the
fire burn in the large fireplace. It was warm and cozy, and Skye was
somewhat lost in thought. The Christmas music still played accompanied by
sounds of conversation and laughter. Dillon was teaching Rilien, Willow,
and Christos a game of cards. Kleitos was talking with River and Nik and
recounting tales of Christmases past.

"Do you have any traditions you celebrate for Christmas?" Skye asked.

"A few. We usually have a big Christmas Eve dinner that's one of the
fancier ones for the year. Even by my standards, it's pretty decadent. It
was always more about being together as a family and talking and being
with each other. Father was very adamant that there was no government
business or politics discussed. Pater usually got us each a token gift
that we'd open while we had spiced wine and treats."

"So you don't do gifts on Christmas?"

"Some. But not like some families. I'll admit we're all a bit spoiled
anyway, so the gifts were usually special or unusual. It was still
exciting, and then we'd have a huge brunch and spend the day playing
games. When we were younger, we'd often go sledding or play in the snow."

"What? You're too old for sledding and snowball fights? I mean, I can see
it. You are getting up in years, fragile... brittle bones and all."

"Ass. I don't know why we stopped. Guess we just thought we were too old
for it."

"You ever miss any holidays from being in space?"

"Nope. Father made it clear that we all had to be here and since it was
an order directly from the Emperor, Galicon made sure we were always back
on Draga for leave."

"I feel bad that Zo won't be here."

"It won't be the first holiday he's missed," Garrett said, a tone of
sadness seeping into his voice.

"He didn't get the same orders?"

"He did. He just ignored it a few times. You getting anything from him?"

"No, he's still closed off from me. The bond is still there, but they've
got it damped down, so I don't get much at all. Maybe next year."

"I'm glad you and River are here this year. We can start new traditions
with our mates. If there's anything you want to change or add, you have
to let us know."

"I'm sorry I don't have gifts for everyone. I feel guilty about that, but
I just found out it 'was' almost Christmas and then we were being whisked
off to places unknown."

"You are the only gift I need or want. I love you Skye, and I am so
fucking glad you're mine. With you in my life, every day is a holiday to
treasure."

Skye turned and gave Garrett a chocolate kiss.

"That's tasty. Maybe if I asked the chef, we could get some whipped cream
to go with it... you know for 'later.'" Garrett licked Skye's lips
getting a bit more of the hot chocolate.

"I don't know love; your cream is my favorite sweet. I'd hate to
distract. Though... maybe if I put some on your ass and licked it off.
That could be nice." Skye turned back to look at the fire again. He could
feel Garrett getting hard against his ass.

"I will ask him as soon as we move."

"The other thing bothering me is that we've pulled our guys away from
their families. Wouldn't they rather be home celebrating their own
traditions rather than working here?"

"I'll be honest; I've never known the guards personally enough to give it
thought. Until you, I might know some by name, but that was it. I've
never had dedicated guards and certainly never knew them intimately like
we know our wing."

"Guess we could ask them and if they do, work out a schedule rotation
where they could be off for the holiday."

"As long as they don't all want the same days. Pater wouldn't go for
that. He likes you having your own guards," Garrett cautioned.

"So anything else that happens tomorrow?" Skye asked.

"Nothing planned. What would you like to do?"

"I think we should go sledding."

"Prince Skye," Chaz said stepping into the seating area, so he was in
their line of sight. "I apologize for interrupting."

"What's up Chaz?" Skye asked.

"Just wanted to make sure you didn't need anything before we head to our
rooms. Fiske and Leesai will be on sentry duty overnight."

"No, that's fine. Sorry we didn't get time with you today. Any issues on
the trip here?"

"No, sir. It was quiet. Leesai never does say much and Kleitos seemed to
be pretty tired, so he slept most of the trip. Gilian, Fiske, and I just
make small talk."

"You know where your rooms are?" Garrett asked.

"Yes, sir. Master Walker put all of our wing in guest rooms. So we're in
the main house, not in the guard barracks with the other Imperial Guards
who are off duty."

**Garrett...**

**Right there with you Skye. I think it's a great idea.**

"Chaz. Garrett and I were wondering if you might like to stay in our room
tonight?"

"Pardon?" Chaz blurted with wide eyes.

"You, our room, our bed, maybe between us?" Garrett added.

Chaz stood still, his mouth moving but no sound coming out.

"I think we shocked him, dear. Why don't you go see Chef about the
whipped cream, and I'll take Chaz and get him settled." Skye sat up and
took Chaz's hand. "Come on stud. I think I know what will make you feel
better."


*   Scene 7   *

"Wow. This is impressive," Chaz said as Skye pushed him into the room.

"Not as impressive as you. I'm going to sit down and watch as you take
your clothes off and show me that beautiful, sexy body of yours."

"You're not getting undressed?"

"I will, but I'm not about to miss this for anything." Skye looked up as
the door opened and he saw Dillon step in.

"You should have told me you were going to retire early. I don't have the
bed turned down or anything!"

"We're not going to sleep. Besides, you were having a good time with the
guys. Why don't you go back downstairs and continue your game? This is a
holiday for you too. Let the other servants do their job, and you have
some fun."

"But."

"That's an order, Dillon. And sleep in tomorrow. That way if you end up
having an all-night orgy you can still enjoy tomorrow."

"Skye!"

"Enjoy yourself, Dillon, I know Garrett and I will be enjoying Chaz. I
think Willow is about to burst with lust and Christos might not be far
behind. I think it will take both you and Ril to satisfy them."

Dillon turned beet red and didn't seem to be able to form words. He gave
a smile, and a quick kiss to Skye before pulling the door closed behind
him. It opened again almost immediately, but this time it was Garrett.

"Got the whipped cream," Garrett announced with a grin. "Why's he still
dressed?"

"Stalling..." Skye turned his gaze back to Chaz. He could feel the lust
and a bit of nervousness as well. "You do want this don't you Chaz?"

"Yes. So much."

"Then the clothes need to come off." Skye watched as Chaz began
stripping, slowly revealing the lean, sexy body. Other than Christos, he
was one of the few who had body hair, and on him, it looked incredible. A
dark silky dusting of hair on his pecs and a defined treasure trail that
led down to a thick, silky bush. Skye also remembered clearly a nice dark
bit of hair down Chaz's crack and over his muscled legs.

"You are sexy as fuck, Chaz," Garrett said.

"Isn't he though? Why don't you get undressed love, Chaz has never had
the pleasure."

Garrett stripped off quickly and stood before a speechless Chaz in all
his smooth muscled glory. Skye took a moment in the distraction to get
undressed and moved up behind the were-dagger.

"Fuck dude. That'll never fit..." Chaz muttered.

"Oh trust me, Chaz. Not only will it fit, but it will also feel
fantastic."

"But..."

"Trust me," Skye whispered as he pressed his body into Chaz from behind.
They helped Chaz up onto the bed and stretched him out on his stomach.
Garrett grabbed the whipped cream which Skye liberally applied to Chaz's
firm round ass, making sure to fill the crack.

"You first, babe," Garrett said. He moved higher on the bed and began to
rub and massage Chaz's back and neck. "Relax Chaz, just let us love on
you."

Skye began licking at the back of Chaz's knees. By the time he got to the
curve of Chaz's ass, the poor were-dagger was moaning and had to adjust
himself several times to deal with the boner being pressed into the bed.
Skye licked and nibbled and cleaned both ass cheeks before moving down
the crack. He licked and tongued and continued working Chaz's sweet
opening long after the whipped cream was gone.

"I think I got him warmed up a little. Want to take over?"

"Absolutely. Why don't you move up here Skye and distract Chaz with your
beautiful dick."

They changed positions, and Skye sat back with his legs spread on either
side of Chaz. Chaz wrapped his arms around Skye's thighs as he started
his own oral ministrations. Garrett had liberally applied a second dose
of whipped cream and had begun round two of rimming.

"Oh, fuck!" Chaz cried out when Garrett's tongue found its target.

"If you hadn't heard, my mate is the absolute best at eating ass. You
ever rimmed a guy?"

"Yes."

Skye lifted Chaz's head and kissed him. He loved the feel of Chaz's beard
and soft silky hair. His brilliant blue eyes were already beginning to
glow. "Do you want to rim me?"

"Please..."

Skye moved into position and pulled his knees up, exposing himself to
Chaz. The were-dagger gently teased Skye's opening with his finger and
looked up into Skye's eyes. He let out a gasp, and his eyes rolled back.
Skye knew the feeling. Garrett's tongue and his technique of making it
grow inside you was a bit of a rush. Chaz came back to himself with an
awkward blush and extended his tongue, gently swiping it against Skye's
opening.

"You're wet." Chaz looked up in surprise. "And it tastes... sweet."

"Dragon change and all. I'm not completely like a dragon in human form,
but I got some of the perks. Like not needing lube."

Chaz resumed with enthusiasm, and soon Skye was the one whose eyes were
rolling back.

"Fuck me, Chaz. I want to feel you inside me," Skye pleaded.

Chaz turned to look at Garrett for confirmation that it was okay.

"Do it," Garrett said with a growl.

Skye slid down toward the bottom of the bed and spread his legs wider.
Chaz positioned himself with some 'handsy' assistance by Garrett. He
wanted to be really careful and was trying to go as slow as he could when
he felt Garrett push him forward. His cock slid balls deep into Skye, and
they both let out a moan of pleasure.

Skye reached up and gripped the side of Chaz's face making him look at
him. Chaz's blue eyes were glowing brightly, and Skye could feel the lust
and need rolling off the were-dagger. Skye squeezed and coaxed Chaz into
moving while making sure to maintain eye contact. Skye reached out with
his powers and teased Chaz's hole, relaxing him and helping him open up.

Chaz leaned down to kiss Skye, and as he did, Garrett entered him. The
massive cock sliding home while Skye distracted him.

Chaz let out a deep guttural moan as he felt his ass split open and the
thick man flesh slide deep into his gut.

"Let go, Chaz. Enjoy it." Skye coaxed.

"Oh, fuck," Chaz groaned. He began moving, sliding into Skye while he
fucked himself on Garrett's cock.

"So how does it compare to those were-dagger bitches who tried to get
their claws into you?" Skye asked. He ran his hands along Chaz's jaw
admiring the handsome face and the feel of his beard.

"It doesn't compare... so much better. Fuck. You're so good."

"Yeah, my sexy Chaz. You were meant to be with men. You love having a
thick cock up your ass don't you?"

"Fuck yes! Oh, shit, I love being fucked! Can't hold it back," Chaz cried
out.

"Then give it to me. Fill me up with your seed Chaz. Claim me!" Skye
reached out with his magic wrapping around Garrett's and pulling it and
shoving it into Chaz as the were-dagger's orgasm hit. Garrett picked up
his pace and drove himself hard and fast into Chaz as the were-dagger
pumped into Skye.

Chaz collapsed onto Skye as he finished. He wasn't unconscious but wasn't
too with it either. Garrett continued fucking his ass, making him moan
until Garrett seeded the were-dagger filling the hot ass with his load.

"Fuck that was amazing," Chaz rasped into Skye's neck.

"Good. Now get on your hands and knees. It's my turn to love that sweet
hole of yours."


*   Scene 8   *

Skye stood under the shower enjoying the warm water flowing over him, and
maybe Garrett's body pressed up against his back, just a little.

"Thank you, Skye. That was the most fun I've had in ages."

"Guess you're not as old as you thought."

"I don't know. A few more nights like last night and I may age pretty
quickly. But fuck was that hot."

"Nah, I'm keeping you young. Chaz is pretty amazing, isn't he? Something
about him just gets me so turned on. And it doesn't hurt that he's so
sexy or so appreciative."

"Yeah, he certainly enjoyed himself. I think he enjoyed today too. All
the guys did. Laughing and carrying on like kids. It was a great idea. I
was also surprised we had those sleds. I figured Pater would have gotten
rid of them years ago."

"And Rilien's got a wicked throw. Did you see the time he hit Corbin in
the back of the head?"

"No, but I saw Corbin tackle him in that big drift. Not sure but I think
our little Ril might have liked being a little manhandled by our handsome
soldier."

"Oh, I guarantee it." Skye turned off the water and turned into Garrett's
arms and kissed him. "Thank you for a great day and for bringing me here.
I think we all needed it."

"Anything for you, babe."

Skye paused a moment as he grabbed the towel. He felt Kwill's presence
and reached out. He got acknowledgment, but that was all. Kwill was
shielding pretty tightly.

"Kwill, and therefore I'm guessing your parents just arrived. I could
feel him." Skye walked back into the room and looked at the clothes
Dillon had set out for him. Skye sighed and shook his head. What am I
going to do with him? He's supposed to be having fun, not working.

"Any messages from Kwill?" Garrett had the towel wrapped around his head
to keep his hair from getting wet. The rest of him was uncovered.

"Nope. Put clothes on, or I don't guarantee you'll make it to dinner,"
Skye warned feeling his blood start to heat up again.

"Promise?"

"It's Christmas Eve. We're not going to miss the big feast you promised
me."

"Fine. But later, we are so going to fuck our brains out."

"Didn't we do that already?" Skye pulled on the dark blue trousers.
They'd been tailored to form to his body, and Garrett gave him an
appreciating nod.

"Yup, and it was so good I want to do it again." Garrett was wearing
black trousers and had just pulled on a deep garnet shirt. "That looks
really good on you Skye."

"Thank you and thank Dillon." Skye walked over to the mirror. The long
jacket was in rich blues and golds and was tightly fitted to show off
Skye's form. Garrett's was a similar style but in deep reds and greens.

After they finished dressing, they made their way back to the main hall
to wait for everyone and enjoy some more of the ever-present hot mulled
cider. Nik and River were already there as were most of the others.

"Any sign of Pater and Father?" Garrett asked as he sat down near the
fireplace.

"Not yet. I heard them though." Nik said as he snuggled into River on one
of the couches.

"Merry Christmas boys," Father said walking into the room. Pater was just
a few steps behind him.

Skye rose and went to give them both hugs. "Thank you so much. This is
all so beautiful."

"Oh, son. You boys are worth every effort." Darius said with a smile.

Skye could feel an edge of excitement and expectation coming from both
Pater and Father, but they were shielding tightly. Garrett came up and
wrapped his arms around Skye.

"Something's going on," Skye said giving them a skeptical look.

"Yes, there is Skye. We have a surprise for you and River," Argos stepped
back and looked to the doors of the hall.

Skye followed his gaze and saw Master Walker open the door, and with a
bow and an outstretched arm, he welcomed two unexpected guests.

No, it couldn't be. Skye felt his eyes begin to tear and he mentally
called out to River. **River!!!**

"Oh, my god," River cried jumping to his feet.

"Grandma, Grandpa?" Skye said barely above a whisper. If it weren't for
Garret's arms, Skye wasn't sure he'd be able to stand.


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The Family Relationships:

* Argos D' Or Drakken, human, Prince, bond-mate to Darius, 'Pater' of
Garrett, Zopyros, Kleitos, & Nikias. Adoptive father of Christos. Born on
Earth - Greece. Has some characteristics and magic of a red dragon but
not a dragon form. Artist.

* Christos D' Or Drakken, were-panther, Prince (without rights of
succession), adopted son of Darius and Argos. Born on Draga. Student.

* Claudius D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, without royal rank, brother of
Darius.

* Darius D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Emperor, Father of Garrett, Zopyros,
Kleitos & Nikias, Adoptive father of Christos and bond-mated to Argos.

* Garrett D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Prince, oldest son of Darius/Argos,
assumed heir to the Empire, bond-mate to Skye Tomas Eklund. Commander
within Galicon.

* Kleitos D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Prince, third son of Darius/Argos.
Medic.

* Nikias D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Prince, fourth son of Darius/Argos,
bond-mate to River Markus Eklund. Student.

* River Markus Eklund, chosen of Nikias. Most assume he will be a
platinum dragon, Prince, bond-mate to Nikias. Born on Earth - U.S.A.
Student.

* Skye Tomas Eklund D'Or Drakken, platinum dragon, Prince, bond-mate to
Garrett. Born on Earth - U.S.A.

* Tiev D' Or Drakken, blue dragon, partner of Claudius.* Zopyros D' Or
Drakken, gold dragon, without royal rank, second son of Darius/Argos.
Medic specializing in non-dragon/magical species.


Skye's Imperial Guard:

* Bryan O'Dell, gold dragon,  5'10", body builder, red hair, pale
complexion, and emerald green eyes

* Chaz Blackclaw, were-dagger, 6'1", Ranger - athletic build, medium
complexion, shoulder-length dark brown, wavy hair, chiseled face with
dark brows and lashes, a neatly trimmed beard and striking blue eyes

* Feired Fornay, silver dragon, 5' 11", slender swimmer's build, pale
complexion, silver-white shoulder-length, straight hair, pale blue eyes

* Fiske Abusson, gold dragon, 6', lean muscled swimmer's build, warm gold
skin, slender hips, thick, straight shoulder-length brown hair, blue
eyes,

* Gilian, elf, Ranger, 5'4", slender athletic build, long, rich brown
hair and brilliant green eyes

* Greggory Wolf, werewolf, 6', muscled athletic build, short dark beard,
dark hair and pale green eyes

* Jayce Roberts, gold dragon, 5'10", pretty, ripped athletic build,
notable 'v' torso, curly shoulder-length, golden brown hair, brown eyes
with gold starburst

* Jos Trall, gold dragon, 5'9", body builder, red-gold hair, skin more
bronze than gold, blue eyes

* Kuai Lung, Chinese gold dragon, Asian in appearance, 5'6", ripped,
slender build, black shoulder length hair, large dark eyes and a pretty
face

* Leesai Tedurian, Felecian, female 6'6", muscled and ripped, skin is a
deep golden brown and has a mane of light brown hair, yellow cat's eyes,
a little larger and set farther apart, cheekbones more pronounced than a
human's, has a tail

* Mica Kaber, gold dragon, 6'2", lean athletic build, shoulder-plus
length, blond hair, blue eyes, Skye refers to him as his "surfer dude"

* Quinn Corbin, gold dragon, 5'11", muscled athletic build, short-cropped
dark brown hair, dark brown eyes