Ahem :) This is the penultimate penultimate part :) it was evil to write so comments would be much appreciated, thanks to Sandy, honestly, have paticience all will be revealed, and to Just Silver, queen of Fanfic that gets told next story, can you wait that long?
The first ripples of pain touched her at exactly the moment she had been born. Sitting up straight in bed she felt the sheets slide down her skin, Draco's warmth at her side, but nothing else, just the pain. She couldn't see, couldn't hear it was that bad.
Her body was speaking to her, not in words, but in a series of spasmodic contractions. If giving birth was anything like this, then she would never have children. Then it caught her, this was her birthday, she wasn't going to have to blood hunt because her Drake was here, now all she had to do was find him.
Fumbling past the sheets, she hated, absolutely hated bed coverings, and there, a warm mass.
"Draco"
Tension under her fingers as he woke and felt her pain right through the shields.
"What is it, Amaris, What's wrong?"
There was real fear in his voice, a far cry from the sarcastic front he gave to everyone else. She swallowed and pinned a smile to her face.
"I'm blind Draco, it's part of my affirmation, to trust you to be my eyes while we do what has to be done next"
She had no idea how she knew this, but it was there, at the back of her head, as if life had been waiting for it to be time before that part of her woke up. Now it was all in his hands, the life mating was about trust, love and lust were normally already there, but trust was such a rare quality, so rare and so precious.
***
Trust, he looked at the way she was sitting there leaning back against the bedroom wall, she was sweating and shivering, and at the corners of her mouth here were tiny lines from the pain, but she was sitting, calmly waiting for him to make the first move. In what!
"Amaris, what am I supposed to do?"
A smile of singular sweetness crossed her face, she didn't turn to him, because he realised she wouldn't be able to see him.
"Affirm, my Drake, in some way show that you love me"
The corner of her mouth twisted, as if in sarcastic self assessment
"You don't even have to say it"
That hurt, it slammed straight through their connection and into his heart, she said it as if the words meant something. Words mean nothing, nothing at all, when in your head they only stand for lies. Actions had always counted for more with him.
He shifted and knelt up on the bed, moonlight limning him in shades of silver, touching the same shade from his hair and skin moving so that he straddled her legs and looked into that face that couldn't see him looking.
She was beautiful, probably not to anyone else, there was too much angle to her face, too much slant to her eyes, and too little colour in her all together but she was beautiful in his eyes. There was something in her dark and haunting as a starless night, and she was so precious to him.
Leaning forward he brushed a kiss across her hairline, then across her eyelids, her head shifted so that her throat was exposed and he moved his mouth to the fluttering pulse below her ear.
"I love you, more than life itself"
The words were an almost silent moan against her skin as he shifted himself so that he was lying full out against her. Missionary position with someone as small as she was difficult in the best of times.
As soon as they were joined physically the mental joining slammed in, she was odd in his mind, but then she always had been. She was Amaris, but the dragon almost seemed to lurk like an aura. Her eyes were clear here, no problems seeing. She didn't speak, but then they'd never needed speech.
She put out her hand, cloaked in shadow, all of the things she'd let him see, the old blood and pain, the rape, the murderous and maiming's committed the things worse than both that she had seen and participated in. It was all a part of that hand, scaled like the drakes claw and dripping viscous red. Could he take that hand, trust that part of her with his life, his heart, his soul……..
He took her hand, it closed around him, warm and giving, and then she smiled. Her eyes lightning to a pure lavender flame.
What hit him after that was something like the concussion blast of a megaton bomb and the best climax of his life. It snapped him straight back into his body, and he was looking into Amaris's eyes, they were dazed, no longer it seemed with pain, and the odd aura was gone, accepted into her finally, but it felt, as if they were more connected, he was going to ask …
"We are, more connected, it has to do with the life mating"
That made a little sense, but she could tell him a little more, he cocked his head to one side, visual signals were something he preferred over talking. The predawn gloom didn't seem to bother her, she just smiled, that quirking at the corners of her mouth that he thought was adorable.
"Thankyou, I suspect I wont be in you mind all of the time, that would be intolerable, but I suspect our lovemaking is going to be intense"
A slight smirk crept onto his face, he could cope with that.
"Men"
It was a slightly irritated sigh, but the smile was still there, teasing the corner of her mouth, his night vision had never been this good before…
"Its all part and parcel, as far as I can tell, and you must remember I'm working on instinct, you'll live as long as I do. Longer if I die of natural causes"
He stifled a surge of worry / fear / pain / panic over the fact that he wouldn't want to live longer than she did. But she was still speaking.
"Your senses should be improved, and if you want, when I hunt, you should hunt with me"
She tapped the side of her head and his smile widened, that he would do, and gladly.
"That's it then? No more panic or worry or pain, you've half killed yourself with worry over this?"
He was trying for flippancy, but it got lost in worry and tenderness.
Her smile spread.
"Yes and no, the Affirmation is over, but the night, there's hours of that"
When she shifted on the bed so that she was reaching for him, where he had retreated to to watch her, he saw the bites and bruises he had put on the pale skin of her shoulders.
"Amaris…"
She shook her head.
"Its nothing, you didn't notice these"
Her fingers traced what felt like scratch marks on his back, Amaris had never liked violence in the bedroom, but it seemed that her Affirmation required the draconic side of her nature to have a say, then she kissed him. And clichéd or not, nothing else seemed to have any meaning at all.
The first ripples of pain touched her at exactly the moment she had been born. Sitting up straight in bed she felt the sheets slide down her skin, Draco's warmth at her side, but nothing else, just the pain. She couldn't see, couldn't hear it was that bad.
Her body was speaking to her, not in words, but in a series of spasmodic contractions. If giving birth was anything like this, then she would never have children. Then it caught her, this was her birthday, she wasn't going to have to blood hunt because her Drake was here, now all she had to do was find him.
Fumbling past the sheets, she hated, absolutely hated bed coverings, and there, a warm mass.
"Draco"
Tension under her fingers as he woke and felt her pain right through the shields.
"What is it, Amaris, What's wrong?"
There was real fear in his voice, a far cry from the sarcastic front he gave to everyone else. She swallowed and pinned a smile to her face.
"I'm blind Draco, it's part of my affirmation, to trust you to be my eyes while we do what has to be done next"
She had no idea how she knew this, but it was there, at the back of her head, as if life had been waiting for it to be time before that part of her woke up. Now it was all in his hands, the life mating was about trust, love and lust were normally already there, but trust was such a rare quality, so rare and so precious.
***
Trust, he looked at the way she was sitting there leaning back against the bedroom wall, she was sweating and shivering, and at the corners of her mouth here were tiny lines from the pain, but she was sitting, calmly waiting for him to make the first move. In what!
"Amaris, what am I supposed to do?"
A smile of singular sweetness crossed her face, she didn't turn to him, because he realised she wouldn't be able to see him.
"Affirm, my Drake, in some way show that you love me"
The corner of her mouth twisted, as if in sarcastic self assessment
"You don't even have to say it"
That hurt, it slammed straight through their connection and into his heart, she said it as if the words meant something. Words mean nothing, nothing at all, when in your head they only stand for lies. Actions had always counted for more with him.
He shifted and knelt up on the bed, moonlight limning him in shades of silver, touching the same shade from his hair and skin moving so that he straddled her legs and looked into that face that couldn't see him looking.
She was beautiful, probably not to anyone else, there was too much angle to her face, too much slant to her eyes, and too little colour in her all together but she was beautiful in his eyes. There was something in her dark and haunting as a starless night, and she was so precious to him.
Leaning forward he brushed a kiss across her hairline, then across her eyelids, her head shifted so that her throat was exposed and he moved his mouth to the fluttering pulse below her ear.
"I love you, more than life itself"
The words were an almost silent moan against her skin as he shifted himself so that he was lying full out against her. Missionary position with someone as small as she was difficult in the best of times.
As soon as they were joined physically the mental joining slammed in, she was odd in his mind, but then she always had been. She was Amaris, but the dragon almost seemed to lurk like an aura. Her eyes were clear here, no problems seeing. She didn't speak, but then they'd never needed speech.
She put out her hand, cloaked in shadow, all of the things she'd let him see, the old blood and pain, the rape, the murderous and maiming's committed the things worse than both that she had seen and participated in. It was all a part of that hand, scaled like the drakes claw and dripping viscous red. Could he take that hand, trust that part of her with his life, his heart, his soul……..
He took her hand, it closed around him, warm and giving, and then she smiled. Her eyes lightning to a pure lavender flame.
What hit him after that was something like the concussion blast of a megaton bomb and the best climax of his life. It snapped him straight back into his body, and he was looking into Amaris's eyes, they were dazed, no longer it seemed with pain, and the odd aura was gone, accepted into her finally, but it felt, as if they were more connected, he was going to ask …
"We are, more connected, it has to do with the life mating"
That made a little sense, but she could tell him a little more, he cocked his head to one side, visual signals were something he preferred over talking. The predawn gloom didn't seem to bother her, she just smiled, that quirking at the corners of her mouth that he thought was adorable.
"Thankyou, I suspect I wont be in you mind all of the time, that would be intolerable, but I suspect our lovemaking is going to be intense"
A slight smirk crept onto his face, he could cope with that.
"Men"
It was a slightly irritated sigh, but the smile was still there, teasing the corner of her mouth, his night vision had never been this good before…
"Its all part and parcel, as far as I can tell, and you must remember I'm working on instinct, you'll live as long as I do. Longer if I die of natural causes"
He stifled a surge of worry / fear / pain / panic over the fact that he wouldn't want to live longer than she did. But she was still speaking.
"Your senses should be improved, and if you want, when I hunt, you should hunt with me"
She tapped the side of her head and his smile widened, that he would do, and gladly.
"That's it then? No more panic or worry or pain, you've half killed yourself with worry over this?"
He was trying for flippancy, but it got lost in worry and tenderness.
Her smile spread.
"Yes and no, the Affirmation is over, but the night, there's hours of that"
When she shifted on the bed so that she was reaching for him, where he had retreated to to watch her, he saw the bites and bruises he had put on the pale skin of her shoulders.
"Amaris…"
She shook her head.
"Its nothing, you didn't notice these"
Her fingers traced what felt like scratch marks on his back, Amaris had never liked violence in the bedroom, but it seemed that her Affirmation required the draconic side of her nature to have a say, then she kissed him. And clichéd or not, nothing else seemed to have any meaning at all.