Their Wicked Ways (Legendz #5 Shiron/Greedo)
Title: Their Wicked Ways
Author/Artist: spylace
Pairing: Shiron/Greedo
Rating: PG-15
Fandom: Legendz
Theme: #5 - Ano sa...
Disclaimer: I do not own Legendz or any of its characters
“You know I just was thinking...”
Fuck-Greedo thought as he stared mournfully at the botched remnants of a quail he had caught for breakfast. Oblivious, Shiron went on “how come we’ve never had sex as humans?” The blaze dragon choked on his spit. He whirled around to glare at his lackadaisical mate who was chewing on a stem of grass.
“Are you fucking serious? What and last week was that boring for you? Is that it?”
Shiron snickered to himself, now last week had been inspired. They were two different species he and Greedo, two different elements. Blaze dragon preferred to mate in the lower atmosphere where they could display their flames to the greatest effect. Wind dragons preferred where the air was just thin enough that breathing became a serious issue. The week before, the pair had gone up high when the irritable red dragon began to fall, his wings barely trace smoke. It had taken Greedo ten minutes before he had fallen to acceptable heights in which Shiron had caught him and had his wicked ways with him.
“Not boring,” Shiron replied, his voice becoming soft and distant as he became immersed in memories. “Just wondering.”
Greedo growled, giving up his quail as lost.
“You need to get your head out of the clouds; you barely make sense as it is.”
The blaze dragon did not expect Shiron to drape himself over his shoulders as he turned, barely retracting his wings in time. “Oy watch it! These things are real.”
“You know what else is real?”
He replied dryly, “The fact that you have and always will fail at flirting?”
Shiron laughed into his leathery skin, nuzzling the sensitive spot behind his horns.
“It works doesn’t it?”
Greedo couldn’t really disagree.
Author/Artist: spylace
Pairing: Shiron/Greedo
Rating: PG-15
Fandom: Legendz
Theme: #5 - Ano sa...
Disclaimer: I do not own Legendz or any of its characters
“You know I just was thinking...”
Fuck-Greedo thought as he stared mournfully at the botched remnants of a quail he had caught for breakfast. Oblivious, Shiron went on “how come we’ve never had sex as humans?” The blaze dragon choked on his spit. He whirled around to glare at his lackadaisical mate who was chewing on a stem of grass.
“Are you fucking serious? What and last week was that boring for you? Is that it?”
Shiron snickered to himself, now last week had been inspired. They were two different species he and Greedo, two different elements. Blaze dragon preferred to mate in the lower atmosphere where they could display their flames to the greatest effect. Wind dragons preferred where the air was just thin enough that breathing became a serious issue. The week before, the pair had gone up high when the irritable red dragon began to fall, his wings barely trace smoke. It had taken Greedo ten minutes before he had fallen to acceptable heights in which Shiron had caught him and had his wicked ways with him.
“Not boring,” Shiron replied, his voice becoming soft and distant as he became immersed in memories. “Just wondering.”
Greedo growled, giving up his quail as lost.
“You need to get your head out of the clouds; you barely make sense as it is.”
The blaze dragon did not expect Shiron to drape himself over his shoulders as he turned, barely retracting his wings in time. “Oy watch it! These things are real.”
“You know what else is real?”
He replied dryly, “The fact that you have and always will fail at flirting?”
Shiron laughed into his leathery skin, nuzzling the sensitive spot behind his horns.
“It works doesn’t it?”
Greedo couldn’t really disagree.