with his wind dragon, but he wasn’t there. It was as if someone had drained all the color from his world and he was walking around in somber shades of grey, waiting for his personal rainbow to bounce back into his life.
“I’m being very silly,” he told the air.
Saying it didn’t seem to change the situation much. It’s not that he begrudged the time Ravi spent with others, either. Sora didn’t want to monopolize him; he just…wanted. Wanted to share in the joy Ravi was experiencing. Was Ravi still enjoying himself, hearing stories told by family he hadn’t known about? Was he learning more about his wind dragon abilities?
Was Sora going to just sit here and think of nothing but Ravi?
Apparently so.
Oh, he had it bad.
Really, really bad.
Not that it mattered, because Ravi was most definitely his dragon. And—
Sora didn’t have the chance to finish that thought as his door was flung open, and Ravi zipped into the room. Sora stood from where he’d been lounging on the couch, placing his unread book down.
Ravi’s beautiful brown eyes were wide, and his dark curls were thoroughly windblown as if he’d been flying around the castle in his human form. His gold skin was flushed, and he seemed so very alive and big, as if he were standing there in both his human and dragon forms at the same time. It was a little disconcerting, but so very Ravi.
“You had dinner without me,” Ravi declared, sounding shocked and affronted that Sora would do such a thing.
Sora’s lips trembled with the smile he was trying to hold back. They’d taken nearly every meal together since Sora’s arrival at Burkhard. He couldn’t deny he felt ridiculously pleased that Ravi had clearly missed him.
“You were busy all day with Chandi and Sahan. I ate with my parents.”
Emotions crisscrossed Ravi’s face in the blink of an eye before he nodded and closed the door behind him.
It was on the tip of Sora’s tongue to ask how Ravi had enjoyed his day with the other wind dragons, but he never got the chance. The dragon zipped across the remaining few feet that separated them, and strong arms wrapped around him tightly. Joy surged through Sora’s frame, and he dropped his head back, laughing loudly as Ravi kissed his way up Sora’s chest to his neck.
“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you so much!” Ravi said roughly between each smack of his lips and nibble of his teeth.
Goose bumps broke out across Sora’s skin, and he moaned softly. This. Gods, how he’d needed this. To feel Ravi against him. To get lost in his dragon’s embrace. He’d never expected this kind of connection with another person, for the need to run so deep. It startled him as much as anything, but he needed it, too. More than he’d ever suspected.
When Ravi’s kisses finally reached his jaw, Sora tilted his head down and captured his mouth, setting their world on fire. Their teeth clacked together, and their tongues tangled. He swallowed down each hungry, desperate noise Ravi made, and it still wasn’t enough. It would never be enough. They needed to be closer.
Questing fingers shoved Sora’s shirt higher, brushing skin and dragging a hiss up his throat. Yes. That was what they needed. No clothes. Only skin.
Sora lifted his mouth and Ravi only moved back down to his neck with a clear course set for his right nipple.
“Ravi. Please. You can’t fuck me standing up,” he panted. He didn’t want to stop, but they needed to get to the bed—and the lube in the nightstand—before they ended up on the floor.
Ravi’s head immediately popped up, his lips deliciously wet and puffy from their kisses. “What?”
Grinning, Sora dipped his head and licked across Ravi’s lower lip. “Fuck me. I want you inside me this time. Please, sweethea—”
Sora’s plea turned into a surprised yelp when Ravi bent just enough to toss Sora over his shoulder. Their several inches of height difference didn’t matter one bit. The dragon was clearly strong enough to manhandle Sora all he wanted.
Which was fine with Sora, as this position gave him a perfect—if upside down—view of Ravi’s tight ass. But just as he was thinking of sinking his teeth into one of the cheeks, Sora was tossed into the center of the bed.
He bounced once, laughing in surprise. Everything with Ravi was an adventure, and he loved every second of it.
As he sat upright, he spotted Ravi standing at the foot of the bed. His shirt was