Nora's breath hitched violently, catching in her throat and almost making her cough. She would have done too if it wasn't for those strong hands sliding around her waist and suddenly gripping at the singed fabric around her, pulling at it and startling her.

She squeaked and pushed away from Eijiro, tripping over her feet with the duvet catching around her as she spun wildly to glare up at the changling.

He had the gall to cock his head to the side innocently, "What's wrong, mummy?"

Nora's face was burning hot, and she spluttered, "H-H-Wh-When-What-How?!"

Another growl erupted from Eijiro, although he didn't sound angry, and instead, he stepped towards Nora, "You seem upset," He stated, and the young witch wheezed loudly, "I can fix that for you."

His voice was impossibly low, almost like a purr, and when he took another step forward, he moved into the streaming moonlight. His whole body was illuminated, and Nora was left breathless. He was beautiful. Sharp jaw, piercing inhuman red eyes, a wicked grin flashing dangerously sharp teeth and a pair of deep red horns poked out of the top of his head, just grazing his hairline. His skin was eerily flawless, bar a scar clipping the lid of one of his eyes, and red, shimmering scales glistened like polished ruby's over his bare shoulders in patches, across his hands and littering over his abdomen.

Unfortunately, Nora's eyes dropped then.

She really wished they didn't, but they did, and now she was staring wide-eyed, jaw-slacked at a dragon cock.

It twitched under her gaze, bulbous and tapered, almost withering slightly and another rumble escaped Eijiro. Startled, Nora shuffled back some more, but her feet did get caught in the covers wrapped around her then and she let out a surprised squeak when she tumbled backwards.

The broken-up bed behind her would have probably impaled her, but she barely had a chance to process what she was laying on wasn't broken rubble when a pair of thick arms were encircling her waist, holding her inches above the wreckage.

It would have been romantic, how the dragon-man was holding her, bowed low as if poised in a dance, if he didn't already have his face buried into her neck, boiling hot tongue lapping at the ugly bite there.

"Mummy," He growled, sending all sorts of confused sparks around Nora's body as his chest vibrated against her, his words pooling involuntary heat in her gut and that scolding tongue zinging waves of goosebumps across her skin with every lick, "You didn't let me finish here."

Nora's was having trouble breathing at this point, and even though she pushed gently against Eijiro's shoulders, her efforts barely grazed his scaly skin, "That was you?" Her voice was but a whisper, but it was loud enough in the still silence, the only noise coming from the dragons lapping tongue against her throat.

He hummed low in confirmation, "It was," He chuckled, inhaling deeply against her skin, "you're all mine now." A fresh bite broke the wounded skin, making Nora yelp and squirm, tears brimmed in her eyes but Eijiro held her still, "We will have to do this properly to make it official, but I suppose this will do for now."

Nora felt the trickling of blood, and she sneered and whimpered when Eijiro hungrily ate it up, groaning deeply.

"Stop." Suddenly Nora found her voice, and much to her surprise the dragon froze, tongue mid-lick, "Put me down, Eijiro."

Eijiro growled, painting one more, solid lick up Nora's neck before pulling her up and settling her back down. He didn't break away from her, however, and his eyes were glued to that point on her neck the entire time.

"You have some explaining to do," She told him, frowning.

"I will explain after I finish," He tried to duck his head again, but Nora was quick to grab at his jaw. He could have easily overpowered her, but he didn't. Instead, he let her hold him in place.

"No, you won't. What are you doing?"

"Cleaning." He rumbled, grinning around her fingers and thumb squeezing either side of his face. His cheeks bunched up, but it was far from cute with that wicked grin and sharp, flashing teeth.

"Why?"

"Because I marked you, mummy. I need to make it better."

"Why did you mark me?"

Another growl, "Because I chose you." He licked his lips, tongue unsettlingly dark. Was it black? Or was it just stained with her blood? "And you chose me too," His head moved forward, Nora's hand making no effort to stop him this time as her mind ran wild.

She chose him? When was this?

"The way you held me," Eijiro lips hovered across her skin as he moved from her cheekbone down to her jaw. He was bending low to reach her stature, "The way you spoke to me, looked after me, you told me you loved me. You fought for me, oh mummy, you fought so good for me. I'm so blessed to have a mate as strong as you."

A mate? Wait...

His hands were all over her, and she felt something thick, warm and smooth wrapping around her ankle, sliding up her leg. Was that a tail?

His lips were at that point on her neck again, kissing hotly over the wound that tingled pleasantly now. He let out another low groan, although this one had almost a pine to it, "You told me I was yours, and when I tasted you..." He sucked heavily on her neck then, whining against her throat, "I knew I had to make you mine."

"Eijiro..." Nora breathed before swallowing thickly, "I think there's been some miscommunication here..."

"No... I can feel you agreeing with me, I can feel your body reacting with mine," His lips trailed along her shoulder before sharp teeth nipped gently at the curve of her joint. "You told me I was yours, and now I am."

She had said that. She had also cuddled him, protected him, nurtured him... when he was a football-sized lizard.

"Eijiro," Nora tried again, pushing at his arms with more haste this time, "I didn't know you would change into... this."

"Is this not good for you?" He did break away from her then, "I can change into anything you want, mummy. Just give me a few days and I can be whatever you want me to be."

The sudden sadness and desperation in his voice sent a pang of pain through Nora, and before she realised it, she was reaching up to touch his face again. "No. This is fine. It was just a bit of a shock..."

Eijiro leaned into her touch, tilting his head to kiss her palm. Her hand was so small against his face, and the sheer size of him became startlingly apparent to her then. He was well over a head taller than her, and he was at least twice as wide, at least from shoulder to shoulder.

She couldn't fight it when her hand slid up his face, fingers dancing feather-light touches across his skin, playing gently at the small cluster of scales at his temple that ran up to the horns atop his head, before carding her fingers through unnaturally spikey, bright red hair.

And then she stopped suddenly when she noticed those strawberry red hues darken their watch over her. She dropped her hand, "We should leave."

"Where are we going?"

Nora could feel Eijiro's presence behind her as she shuffled away, his arms dropped from her, but he trailed close behind as she moved around the room. Mostly soot and ash remained of the place, but her bag thrown dismissively into the corner seemed to have survived most of the carnage. She was quick to root through it, pulling out her clothes.

Shit, what would Eijiro wear?

"Turn around." Nora ordered the dragon, rounding on him again as she held her clothes tightly against herself.

Eijiro didn't budge, "Why?"

"Because I want to get changed."

Cocking his head to the side, it was apparent the changling didn't understand, "Why do I need to turn around for that?"

"Because I'm not having you watch me."

"Why not? I used to watch you all the time."

Nora fumed, "Just turn around, Eijiro."

The dragon let out a loud huff, smoke blowing through his nose, but eventually, he did turn around begrudging. The witch glared at his obscenely muscular back as she dropped the sheet around her and quickly pulled on her trousers and shirt. Her boots were more burnt up, but they still held together just enough for her to shove her feet into them.

"You're going to have to wear a sheet." She told Eijiro, and immediately he turned back around. His eyes grazed over her, and he almost seemed to be pouting now she was wearing clothes.

"A sheet? But where are we going?"

"Back to Bakugo." Nora threw the sheet at the dragon. It landed over his head, but he was quick to grab it and start securing it around his waist. That wasn't really what Nora had in mind, she really meant for him to wear it like some sort of toga but by the look on Eijiro's face and how he caught her blatantly staring, he absolutely knew what he was doing. He grinned at her and flexed.

"Like what you see, mummy?"

Oh, gods.

Flushing, Nora turned back around to grab the rest of her stuff, "Is Bakugo okay, by the way? You didn't hurt him, did you? Also, how did you even get here?"

"He's fiiiiine," Eijiro waved her off, "He just fell asleep. I mean, I was asleep too, but when I..." He trailed off, making Nora turn again and frown.

"But when you what?" She asked, sidestepping the dragon to get to the door. She felt pulling on the bag she had just slung over her shoulder, and more in her surprise she let go of it for Eijiro to sling it over his shoulder instead.

Despite the helpful gesture, Eijiro frowned and growled really rather menacingly, "When I felt you," His voice had dropped a few octaves, and when Nora reached to open the door, a large hand shooting out and slamming against it, holding it closed stopped her. She turned, wide-eyed to find Eijiro looming down at her. For the first time, she felt terrified. He was looking at her like he'd been looking at prince Shoto and it was outright murderous. His lip curled, those sharp teeth chattering together and pupils snapping into slits.

"When I felt your arousal, when I felt you being mounted by another creature that wasn't me."

Mounted?! Good gods.

"Wait, you felt that?"

"Yesssss," His tongue forked suddenly, much like how it was when he was a dragon, but he was quick to swallow it back, "Of course I did, I can feel all of you. We're bonded, and when you mark me you will be able to feel all of me, too."

Nora had so many questions, but they weren't forming coherently when he stepped closer to her, pressing his body flush against hers and pinning her to the door, caging her in with his arms.

"I can feel you now, too." His nose brushed against hers, hot breath trailing over his lips as she tilted her head up inexplicably. "I can feel that you want me, mummy." Shit, she needed to tell him to stop calling her that, "Why are you fighting it? I impress you, right? Do you want me to prove I'm a good mate? I'm an excellent hunter, maybe I can show you that with prey bigger than rabbits, although I caught that deer once too, remember? I was weak in my small form, but I tried. I tried so hard for you. I've got a pure bloodline, I'm strong, unbreakable, I'll look after you so good, you'll want for nothing ever again once we go home to my kingdom. Our babes will be healthy, strong..." Those lips were on her neck again, at his bite and he was sucking again. Nora's legs gave way, but his hands were already on her hips, holding her in place against the door as he sucked harder, groaning loudly and inhaling noisily against the crook of her neck. She felt the clotted wounds reopen again, and she whimpered.

"Stop fighting it, mummy," He mumbled against her skin, thumbs massaging circles into her hip bones. It was like Nora's body had a mind of its own, she was leaning into his touch, tilting her head to give him better access to her neck. She blamed it on him so ethereal, so otherworldly and hypnotic. Or maybe she was just horny because fuck, arousal was pooling in her stomach, hot sparks igniting her entire body and shooting between her legs, her body priming itself for him.

A whimper escaped her, and without warning, Eijiro shot a hand between her legs and squeezed hungrily, "See? Gods, mummy, I can feel that you want me. Let me have you, please?"

It was terrifying and with willpower Nora did not know she possessed, she flattered her palms against Eijiro's hard chest and pushed him away. He gave immediately, unsticking himself from her neck with a devilish grin, although it faltered into a frown quickly, and he looked almost nervous, "Were you going to mate with him?"

A little dazed and confused, it took Nora a few moments to centre herself and gather her bearings, "What?" She blinked up at him.

"That princcccce," Forked tongue slipping again, "were you going to mate with him? Would you rather he be your mate?"

A gust of chilly night air slipping through the window alerted Nora, smacking her in the face and waking her up, "There's obviously a lot of miscommunication going on between you and me, Eijiro," She stated pointedly, "So I don't know how to answer that correctly for you. But nothing between the prince and I is ever serious."

Eijiro was still frowning, "So... You're not mated... For life?"

Nora's eyes bugged out, "No! God, no. No, no, no. We're just friends... With benefits, you know?"

Eijiro didn't look like he knew, but when his face softened, he did look like he understood, "Right. So not a mated pair," He seemed to smile a little to himself then, "That's good. I don't like sharing. So, it's just us then?"

"Exactly." Nora nodded affirmatively, but then stopped, "Wait... What?"