Making a Dragon Purr Things had been going well for she and James. After she told him she loved him there was nothing keeping her from giving herself fully to him. She wasn't holding back any pieces of her heart. They continued the routine they had found themselves in. Their days were filled with training, coffee, pastries, time spent with friends, and getting to know each other better. She was content.
On this particular day their training had led them to the Githyanki Ruins. There were more enemies than usual and James took some injuries. She had never seen him with his own blood on him and she was concerned. They hurried inside the ruins where they found a safe place for him to bandage up and use some magical items for healing. After he had healed up some they began their usual loop through the ruins.Â
She was less worried about him as they moved through the ruins, but she needed to feel him so she had been walking by his side, her hand on his shoulder, when they weren't engaged with the enemy. At one point she has disarmed a chest and unlocked it, and as she was removing the treasure and placing the things into her bags she had a thought.
"James?"
"Yes, Love?"
"May I try something?"Â
James nodded his head and said, "Sure." She was sure she saw a look of curiosity in his eyes, wondering what this woman he loved might be thinking. She could sometimes be mischievous.Â
"Could you lower your head so I can kiss your muzzle?" This was not something she had ever done before. When in dragon form she would place a hand on his shoulder or he'd pull her in close to his chest. She didn't know what made her think of it, but here she was asking she could kiss him.Â
He gave her a big, toothy grin and lowered his head. She was very careful with her blades as she reached up and kissed him gently right on his muzzle, the space just below his eyes, right in the middle. She smiled when she heard him say, "I liked that."Â
They continued on their way, looping through the ruins, her hand on his shoulder. Every once in a while she'd grin, thinking about how nice it had been to kiss him in dragon form and about how much he had seemed to truly enjoy it. She began hatching another plan in her head as they fought through enemies. It wasn't long before they came to the beginning of the next loop where they had begun taking small breaks to organize their things better or just take a breath before beginning to work again.Â
"Could you lower your head again, Love?"
He seemed eager for another kiss and lowered his head in expectation, with a grin on his face. This time she sheathed her blades and rather than kiss him, she laid a hand lightly on his muzzle and began running it up and down from muzzle to forehead and back. He closed his eyes and began what she would later call "purring like a kitten". She grinned, though he couldn't see. After a few moments she asked him, "You like that, Love?"Â
He didn't even open his eyes when he said, "Mmhhmmm."Â
"Shall we get back to work?"
He opened his eyes slowly and took a moment to look around, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep and woken up unsure of where he was.Â
Later than evening they wound up at the waterfall to relax. She sat next to him on the ground and he rested her head in his lap. Her hand immediately went to his muzzle and began rubbing. It wasn't long before he was purring. She continued with the muzzle rub until she was sure he'd fallen fast asleep. She settled into him to rest herself. Anyone walking past would have seen quite the picture. There, with a waterfall in the background, was a woman sleeping against her dragon, his leg curled around her and his head in her lap.Â