Solace
She still does not understand. He insists that he is bad, but he will not tell her why. He refuses to allower her to make up her own mind, shielding her from the truth she wants to hear.
But as he steps forward she does not move away, she can not move away. His burning mouth on her skin is enough to make her rational mind falter. "Castile, I..."
But words she would have spoken will never be known, even to herself, for the surreal popping of his changing anatomy bewilders her. Sinues, tendons, bones, all these things alter and for one purpose - so the grabbing, heavy-breathed weight of him may better hold her in his sharp and loveless grasp.
This time as he heaves her name the hot ache in her belly withers away, her instincts are screaming at her to fly away. But it is too late now, she is no longer allowed that luxury - choice is an extravagance she is not powerful enough to command. Solace understands what he had been trying to tell her now, as his weight covers her, and his too-sharp teeth divide her skin.
This is not the soft and sure love-work she had dreamed of
This was primal
"Stop!" She cries as his wing talons dig into her shoulders, she didn't want this - not like this. She knows she must fight him (or try at least), but before she has a chance he is lifting away on his own, expanding as he does so.
The earth sways below his claws and she moves with it. A dragon seems to completely fill the field of her vision and at that moment she is fragile, as her face tilts skyward into that of her almost-lover and he shakes the mountains with his roar.
Then, he leaves.
He leaves her there with the iron-red stains running down her neck and shoulders and a new understanding of the world she inhabited.
She hates him for it.
caretaker of hyaline
No, he was perfect!! Already looking forward to the reunion
