[DL] Darlea

<I'm home, Darlea-pet, could you come here> called Makayla, landing on the
ledge of thier apartment.

<What is it, deary?> Darlea asked, distracted by book she was reading. She
had decided to do some reading before she got ready for bed. It was a book
that Minty had recommended to her before she left for Marrid. Darlea hadn't
had much time for reading since then, so was taking advantage of the free
time she had now.

<You must come here...>

<Makayla?> But the dragon refused to say anything else. Sighing Darlea
placed a bookmark in her book, and sat it down on the small table by her
chair. She then headed out toward the ledge.

"Well?" Darlea asked out loud, looking at the dragon, "What did you want?"

She was surprised by someone grabbing her from behind. Screaming, she
twisted about panicked, only to find Almiron smiling joyfully at her. 

"Almiron?  You...?" she said, barely able to speak due to her shock at
seeing him up and walking.

"Surprise," he said, his dark eyes dancing in merriment at her shocked
expression. 

Her shock quickly turned to pleasure as he pulled her to him and kissed her.
She gladly accepted his embrace, wrapping her arms around him. There was an
urgency in his kisses, which she quickly matched. Only a few days ago she
had been so afraid that he was going to die. Now he was here and very much
alive. She felt her own desires rising, even as his did.

"I was told you were getting ready for bed," he said breathlessly, as his
hands moved to undo the buttons on her blouse.

She laughed gently as he kissed her neck, "If I'd known you were coming..."
Her words were cut off as he found her lips once more.

<Makayla, why didn't you tell me...> her mind asked happily.

<He wanted it to be a surprise, and I knew it would make you happy.> Makayla
delighted in the feelings she received from her rider. She decided it would
be a good idea to be with Darshan as he was surely receiving the same
feelings from his rider. <You know where I'll be...> she called as the sound
of her powerful wings flapping distracted Almiron, causing him to look over
toward the ledge.

"Don't stop," Darlea admonished him, taking his head in her hands and
bringing his focus back on her. But before he could finish disrobing her,
she grabbed his hand and pulled him to her bed.

****

As the burning candles shrunk to just stubs, the two lay still intertwined
while Darlea, with her head on his shoulder, filled Almiron in on the events
of the day. "It's still a bit of a stand off. I'm not sure exactly what
happened, but at least Wynn's safe. I guess Malekith's wing was injured, but
not too badly. He did fly Wynn home." 

"I am glad to hear that."

Darlea smiled broadly, "I'm glad that you're better." She allowed her eyes
to drink in the sight of his healthy form, deciding that she had seen him
injured and hurting far too many times.

He kissed her forehead, and with a very audible sigh of relief, he said, "Me
too."

"I know that I promised you a birthday party when you got better, but..."
she said quietly, disappointment echoing in her voice. She hated to ruin
thier celebration with talk of the sad events of late, but she wanted to
explain why she wasn't going to have his party right away. As much as she
wanted to, it just didn't seem like the appropriate time.

He hugged her tight, "I understand, now not a good time."

"No, not with Al'darian's funeral." She shook her head, "Have you been to
see M'tan yet? Does he know about your legs?" she asked.

Almiron's face was somber, "No, I wanted to tell you first. Darshan has
probably spread the word through Warren by now."

She smiled faintly, "I'm so glad you surprised me. It's been the best
surprise ever." But the mood had already been dampened, by the weight of
events surrounding them. After a brief silence, Darlea reached up and
caressed his face. "I'm sorry, Almiron. I didn't mean to make you sad."

"You make me happy," he said quietly. "But M'tan, life hard for him right
now... I must see him."

She nodded, "I know." She ran her hand across his chest absently, thinking
of how sorry she was for M'tan and his family. They lapsed into silence,
each lost in thier own thoughts, finally giving way to sleep.

--Darlea & Makayla
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(AKA - Darlea & Makayla, Lt. Krysa Jenn, Ens. Darla Shane, 
Ens. Ainese Kev, Bree, Dr. Janna Swansen, Captain Gabriel 
Faison, Waylene & Aura, Meena & Vonn)

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