Thread: The Dragon's Soulmate(ShyonexDysy)

Perhaps it was the closeness of the two, or the fact that the humans scent wasnt noticeable until now, but Dietrich shifted uncomfortably, though his features didnt contort into one of anxiousness instead, they remained stoic. Male dragons, at least ones of royalty were trained to retain their dignity and pride, were taught to never allow an opponent, or even another being see your distress. Or perhaps even, it was the way that human enticed him in such a manner eating the fruits in such a seductive way and the appeal of it all? He was sure Andol didnt even intend on eating that in such a way. It was his innocence and naivet that kept Dietrichs attention. I have to admit, it is fairly difficult to not notice the way you eat your fruits Andol. I mean, you do suck your fruit the way one would suck the phallus of a male. Dietrich commented calmly trying to put it in the least crude ways possible, but inside the dragon could feel the raging war of confusion trying to manage himself, and control his urges. It was certainly an enticing sight for the dragon to watch, and Dietrich himself could not even admit that he would be able to sit much longer watching the human eat in such a way. Dragons, even though they were royalty, were voracious eaters, and very rarely ate something in such a lush manner. Andol was a treat to watch. Sitting down aside Andol, Dietrich crossed his legs uneasily now this was certainly too close for comfort, even by Dragon standards, and that always kept humans a good distance away from Dragons. Inhaling sharply, Dietrich couldnt help but allow a small shudder to run through his body. I will have to admit. The male crossed his legs once more he could feel his arousal stirring, but he pushed the urges back, his own pride, held him back for now, but even that could wear thing, Im a bit at a loss as you are my friend. He closed his eyes, his eyelids clenching shut in his frustration of sorts, Im not versed in what our parents expect either. Im aware of the ceremony, but even that was only vaguely described to me. Is it hot in here? The last sentence had interjected itself into his sentence referring to the long trip only because, Dietrichs body had taken a turn for what he would consider the worse. A Dragons heat was exactly what it was called. Cold blooded creatures or not, it was only a mental feeling of heat, normally caused by the sexual rush of adrenaline, followed by the obvious, intense need to mate and claim a mate. Dietrich had never claimed a mate in his lifetime, but was assured by his parents that he would, and they would ascend the throne with him. The problem? Female dragons had no appeal to Dietrich. Now, Andol? He had the opposite appeal to Dietrich. Andol? Dietrich spoke calmly, he knew his position over the human, while both kingdoms were agreeing on a form of alliance, the dragon still had the upper hand in this situation. I have to ask, have you done, the dragon pursed his lips, his reptilian tongue sliding over his lips, The way you eat your fruit, have you done that before to another male? The topic seemed severely interesting to Dietrich as he stared curiously at Andol, his eyes capturing the entire males physicality from head to toe, drinking in each detail from the males pale skin to his dark hair. It was simply enticing. Oh Dietrich, you do have a way with words. Facepalms-