This belongs to my dragon shifter 'verse, which begins in the Klaine fic "Claim", continues in "30 Puckurt Drabbles" #12, and then in "The Fall" from "31 Accidents."
"I knew you'd come," Kurt said with a sigh, packing another little trinket in his bag after wrapping it up in one of his drying cloths. "You can't change my mind."
Rachel frowned, her wings rustling and scraping in anoyance, "But what are you going to do? You've been training for this for so long."
Kurt shrugged a little and said, "I'm sure I'll think of something."
"And give up your whole life? No, you were born to do this, Kurt. You're the best rider here. You have to know that."
"And who would I ride, hm?" asked Kurt disdainfully. "I don't want a female and none of the males want to claim me. I'd end up a sad floater, filling in for riders who break their arms or get knocked up, never getting close to a dragon again, always reminded of what I used to have. I can't do it, Rachel!"
Kurt cinched closed his bag and threw it over his shoulder. "Sam promised to fly me into the city before lunch, so I've gotta go," he said, leaving his quarters, his home, quickly so he wouldn't look back.
Before he got far, he almost ran into a broad chest and a sad, hurt smile. "I'll claim you," Puck said softly, wings trembling.
"You've never claimed anyone before," Kurt scoffed, eying how best to grab and yank one of Puck's horns so he could get around the dragon and escape. "Why would you start now, for me?"
Puck looked Kurt dead in the eyes as he admitted, "Because this whole time, I've been waiting for you."