back in an arch as he gasped, one palm slapping the wall as his nerves overloaded with pleasure.
He didn’t let up. Sora had no control left and couldn’t even think about taking it easier. His climax was too close for that, his body demanding a release before he became completely overwhelmed. Even knowing it was imminent, his orgasm still surprised him. It ripped through Sora, his seed flooding into Ravi’s channel in a hot rush.
Ravi shouted as the hand around his length tightened, bringing him abruptly to a finish as well.
They both leaned against each other, propping each other up and panting in the aftermath. Sora left his head on Ravi’s shoulder, eyes closed as he regained his equilibrium. Kami-sama, but that had been intense.
Sometimes their lovemaking was sweet and lighthearted, more for the fun of it than anything. But there were other times, like now, when they came at each other with intent, emotion overriding everything else.
“Definitely have to take you flying more often,” Ravi said, breaking the silence.
Sora snorted a laugh. “No objection here. Come, let’s get into that shower. We should get clean before we go to bed.”
“Yeah.” Ravi had the sound of a man perfectly blissed out and content.
Sora pulled out far more carefully than normal, an eagle eye on Ravi, but he’d apparently not been so rough with the man as to make him flinch. Good. They stepped into the shower, the water now at the perfect temperature, and took turns soaping each other up.
With insistent hands, Ravi turned him so he could wash Sora’s hair, his fingers gentle as they worked through the dark locks. It made him smile and tease even as he tipped his head back to rinse the shampoo out.
“You love my hair.”
There was no immediate response.
Hmm?
Sora tipped his head down again, blinking water droplets from his eyes so he could see Ravi properly. For once, the little dragon wasn’t at all in a joking mood as he looked back at Sora.
“I love you.”
Sora’s breath caught in his throat. He had no doubt Ravi meant it. “Ravi—”
“God, that felt good to say.” Ravi blew out an explosive breath. “I’ve been wanting to say that for days. I love you. I’m sorry if it’s too soon for you.”
Sora framed his face with both hands, looking into those brown eyes full of love and worry. The first was acceptable, the latter not.
“I love you, too.”
Joy exploded over Ravi’s face. “You do?”
“I do.” Sora kissed him gently, reveling in the freedom of these shared feelings, so glad their hearts were one. “Aishiteru.”
“You know, I watch a lot of anime, I know what that means.”
Snickering, he kissed him again. “I’m glad you do.”
Wrapping both arms around him, Ravi hugged Sora tightly, that rumbling noise dragons made when perfectly happy pouring out of him.
Sora held him back just as strongly, just as happy. Upset he couldn’t purr, too, because for the first time in his life, he wanted to. “You are the blessing I always wished for and was worried I’d never find.”
“I’d mostly given up on finding you, to be honest. It wasn’t until this past year that I allowed myself to hope that maybe I’d find someone to love, after all.”
“I’m glad our hopes came true. It pains me that you hesitated in telling me, though. I want you to be honest with your feelings. I don’t want you to censure yourself like this again.”
Ravi pulled back enough to look up into his eyes. “I know mages sometimes struggle to realize they’re with the right person. You don’t have a dragon in your ear telling you that you’ve found your mate. I didn’t want to scare you by rushing.”
“I understand why you hesitated, but please, don’t do it again. Even if I don’t feel the same way about something, I don’t want you suffering in silence.”
Nodding, Ravi looked down and away for a second. “Then let me say this. Sora, what are we going to do? We’re from two different clans. We’ve got multiple countries between us.”
It was something Sora had asked himself several times. He still had no ready answer. “I can’t take you from this clan.”
“Well, technically, you can. Alric already said he’d release me from my duties if I felt I should go with you. It’s just…” Ravi trailed off, biting at his lower lip.
This felt like the wrong decision. Sora shook his head slowly. “Burkhard is shorthanded as it is. Even with my clan coming to help you, that wouldn’t