drabble for avalon
Jul. 7th, 2007 08:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrSorry, it refused to turn into pr0n.
Oliver sipped his coffee as he stepped out onto the back porch, the heat of it a nice contrast to the cool morning air.
Taking another sip, he climbed down the steps to the beach proper, moving down to the lounge chairs set just far enough up to avoid the tide. Settling down in one, he enjoyed his coffee while Lin swam.
"I wish I had that much energy at this age," he muttered as Lin splashed in the surf, then slowly wandered up the beach toward him.
He set his cup down just in time, as a long, rough tongue swiped his face, Lin rumbling. The dragon gave another swipe, making Oliver laugh and sputter, before he shifted and Oliver found himself with a lapful of warm, wet dragon.
"Good morning, Oliver," Lin said, not giving him a chance to reply but taking his morning kiss, raking his claws lightly down Oliver's bare arms. "Sleep well?"
Oliver laughed even as he was fed another kiss. "You wore me out, Dragon, what do you think?"
"Pretty mint and silk," Lin murmured, trailing kisses along his mouth and jaw, down his throat to one shoulder.
Such words still made him wonder when he was going to wake up. Even after the past few months, he kept waiting for it all to suddenly end. All his life he'd wanted to see and touch a dragon, and all his life he'd had to avoid them. Now nearly every morning found him on a beautiful beach with a warm and happy dragon eager to play with 'pretty mint and silk.'
And he had Dri…something he'd thought as impossible as being able to see a dragon.
He slid his hands down Lin's back, loving the feel of slick, warm skin, cupping Lin's ass to press them closer together.
"Oliver work today?" Lin asked, then attacked Oliver's nipples, teeth biting sharp, claws scraping.
"I'm supposed to answer questions while you're doing that?" Oliver managed, then gave up talking, groaning low as Lin continued the assault. "Inside, dragon," he gasped out, as Lin kept moving lower. "These chairs aren't that strong."
Lin chuckled, one had ghosting over Oliver's cock where it was still trapped by his black lounge pants, then moved back up to kiss him again. "Shower?"
"You just went swimming," Oliver said with a sound that was part laugh, part groan as Lin only continued to torture him.
"So?"
Oliver pushed, sending a surprised Lin toppling, then gave a cry of his own as he was yanked down hard, landing on top of a snickering dragon who eagerly took his mouth again.
"Covered in sand. Shower," Lin said in triumph.
"Dragons," Oliver said, but went eagerly when Lin got them both standing and then dragged him to the rinse showers on the side of the house.
By the time they actually made it inside, Dri would be awake.
Oliver sipped his coffee as he stepped out onto the back porch, the heat of it a nice contrast to the cool morning air.
Taking another sip, he climbed down the steps to the beach proper, moving down to the lounge chairs set just far enough up to avoid the tide. Settling down in one, he enjoyed his coffee while Lin swam.
"I wish I had that much energy at this age," he muttered as Lin splashed in the surf, then slowly wandered up the beach toward him.
He set his cup down just in time, as a long, rough tongue swiped his face, Lin rumbling. The dragon gave another swipe, making Oliver laugh and sputter, before he shifted and Oliver found himself with a lapful of warm, wet dragon.
"Good morning, Oliver," Lin said, not giving him a chance to reply but taking his morning kiss, raking his claws lightly down Oliver's bare arms. "Sleep well?"
Oliver laughed even as he was fed another kiss. "You wore me out, Dragon, what do you think?"
"Pretty mint and silk," Lin murmured, trailing kisses along his mouth and jaw, down his throat to one shoulder.
Such words still made him wonder when he was going to wake up. Even after the past few months, he kept waiting for it all to suddenly end. All his life he'd wanted to see and touch a dragon, and all his life he'd had to avoid them. Now nearly every morning found him on a beautiful beach with a warm and happy dragon eager to play with 'pretty mint and silk.'
And he had Dri…something he'd thought as impossible as being able to see a dragon.
He slid his hands down Lin's back, loving the feel of slick, warm skin, cupping Lin's ass to press them closer together.
"Oliver work today?" Lin asked, then attacked Oliver's nipples, teeth biting sharp, claws scraping.
"I'm supposed to answer questions while you're doing that?" Oliver managed, then gave up talking, groaning low as Lin continued the assault. "Inside, dragon," he gasped out, as Lin kept moving lower. "These chairs aren't that strong."
Lin chuckled, one had ghosting over Oliver's cock where it was still trapped by his black lounge pants, then moved back up to kiss him again. "Shower?"
"You just went swimming," Oliver said with a sound that was part laugh, part groan as Lin only continued to torture him.
"So?"
Oliver pushed, sending a surprised Lin toppling, then gave a cry of his own as he was yanked down hard, landing on top of a snickering dragon who eagerly took his mouth again.
"Covered in sand. Shower," Lin said in triumph.
"Dragons," Oliver said, but went eagerly when Lin got them both standing and then dragged him to the rinse showers on the side of the house.
By the time they actually made it inside, Dri would be awake.
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Date: 2007-07-08 04:59 am (UTC)DRAGUN!