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When Kayana was finished performing for the young hatchlings, she flew to her husband's forge from mainland Auryth. She had bought an extremely tender cut of meat for him.
The soft breeze made her flight easy but, the rich scent of the raw meat made it a little difficult to focus. It would be just the two of them and their lunch.
As she landed next to his forge in Vexthar, she hummed their call to locate Zorenai. He responded with his end of the call in minutes. Her ears perked up, and her tail gently swayed as she walked.
The hum of the many shifters working at their trades filled the air like music as she moved through the grounds. It was something she always admired about the blacksmiths — always working in the extreme heat, not even leaving for lunch. Her husband was no exception to this strength.
But like all blacksmiths, his stubbornness was not only a praiseworthy trait but was an annoyance.
“My Zor, my Zor, where are you?” Yana called for Zorenai at the mouth of his forge. It was covered with beautiful jewelry and weaponry he made, a true prodigy.
Then, he appeared like clockwork with a rush of emerald scales and olive skin. His arms and tail wrapped around her in a warm embrace.
As he pulled away, Kayana glanced at Zorenai's attire. He was wearing the traditional blacksmiths attire, a black lava-lava and a necklace made with metal and shark teeth. Her gaze lingered on the slight condensation on his chest before quickly looking back at him.
“Good afternoon, my muse,” he purred as he trailed his claws through her black hair. They shared a quick kiss. His gaze lingered on her body then went to her brown eyes “How are you?”
Kayana smiled wide. " Oh, the hatchlings were amazing. Aumiria and Kai finally have their first fang.” She continued her playful recap while fishing out his lunch for both of them. Zorenai just let her talk until she bored herself or lost her voice, purring as she explained her day.
“And then we… What about you, my gem?” She paused sheepishly, placing his slab of beef wrapped in a banana leaf on his table. Her eyes flicked away from his own out of embarrassment. “I went a bit overboard with talking.”
“Finally, you stopped my Sea. You’re a performer, but you love your voice too much.” He teased her as he placed kisses on her cheeks. “I just forged a couple hammers for Ba. A thank you for the forge.”
Yana rolled her eyes and pouted friskily, not even giving him a chuckle. “I caught my mistake and you mock me? How rude,” she was not in the mood for his teasing especially after getting him a really nice lunch.
“Don't give me that look,” Zorenai begged with the vivacious energy they shared. He continued his teasing on Kayana’s neck by continuing to kiss it over and over again. He continued to playfully plea for his mate to smile, a simple game they played. “Come on,” he cooed. “The Sea can’t ignore the Moon forever.”
Even after his tried and true poetry didn’t sway her attitude, he stopped to think. “We are playing hard to get now, huh? How long are you going to do this, Yana?” Zor’s grin widened as he grabbed her waist. He lifted her, carrying her fireman’s style.
She gasped as he lifted her up. He is playing dirty with her. She tried to wiggle in his grasp, “Let go of me, baby.” Her claws dug into his skin, not enough to harm him, just to make him drop her. When that wouldn’t work, she went to nibble the muscle of his shoulder. “I stopped pouting now. Let go.”
“Nope, you don’t get to complain about annoying things. A man needs his wife to laugh at his jokes.” He smirked, spinning the both of them around.
“Even when it was against me?” Yana gleefully asked, pulling away from his neck. “Even then. Especially since you would do it too,” he argued back as she took her for another twirl.
“This doesn’t count,” Yana smiled. Her tail smacked his hands but his grasp only grew stronger. “You spinning me isn’t really your own words.”
“Because you’ll lose easy without that rule?” Zor teased her softly. This earned him another tail-wack. “Fine my love. Only my words.”
Their laughter filled the forge, the heat of the forge matching the rising heat between them. The more he spun her, the more she bit and the more secure his grasp got.
His grasp grew tighter on her waist, slowing down for a bit to place his claws on her hips. “For safety and comfort,” he affirmed.
Zor started to move her to the hidden part of his workshop. “Yet you’re dragging me into the more private part?” Kayana teased, “what’s the comfort?”
He only responded with a playful squeeze of her butt, making her gasp.
“Oh? Are you trying something?” Her tail wrapped around one of his arms. Yana giggled, wiggling her hips, “I guess you must put me down.”
“Oh do I? My muse you must know how creative I am as a blacksmith,” he said confidently. There was a stir of desire in his voice.
Zor smirked as he lowered her but he didn’t set her down. As her tail unwrapped around his arm, chest against chest, Kayana slung her arms across his shoulders.
“Your legs around my hips darling.” He urged; his voice was soft yet firm. Once she did so, he lifted Yana’s robe and kept his grip tight to keep her in place. His tail wrapped around her waist for extra support.
“No way you will do this just to-” Zorenai bit her mating mark, with the precision of a dedicated lover, causing her to moan loudly. He licked it to soothe and clean up the blood.
“You’re doing this huh?” Yana mewled softly. Zorenai smiled as he continued to lick the wound.
He smiled, “and you’ll let me. My princess.” Her soft smile was simple his answer: yes please. No need for words, they were close to the point of reading her emotions.
His hand undid his belt revealing his hard cock. “I need this my Sea,” he sunk his length into her. He grabbed her hips, guiding them for the best pace as a subtle claim to her.
“Gods you’re perfect,” Zor mumbled as he rocked deeply into her. “No one can do it like you do my Sea.” Yana could only moan in response. He continued, “you’re so beautiful when you’re lost in pleasure. My pleasure.”
Sweet little growls escaped her lips with each thrust. Her ears twitched which made his pace increase. Yana’s hips moved fervently. She needed him deep inside her.
“Good- so good my Moon,” she mewled out against his lip before kissing him passionately. Their moans muffled as they sloppily made out.
When his member twitched deep inside of her and her claws dug deep into his shoulder, making him bleed, they both knew they were getting close to the edge.
Kayana’s mind went blank as she finished, her thoughts being replaced by fuzz of lust. Her moans were replaced by panting as her body convulsed around him.
Zor came soon after as she finished. He bit her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. He was still pumping into her but was slowing down as the couple rode the aftershocks of their pleasure.
Zor stumbled back, sitting down on the stone ground, and pulled away from Kayana’s lips. The metallic taste of her blood still on his tongue. “You were amazing, my Sea,” he said gruffly. His tail slowly unwrapped from her waist while he stroked the coils of her hair, watching them bounce back to their original shape.
Yana slowly got up and grabbed their lunch, stumbling and leaking his release. She sat back down in his lap, still very tired. “You too, my stubborn husband,” she smiled softly. “Now here’s what I wanted you to have.”
“Feed it to me please?” Zorenai asked, already opening his mouth. Kayana chuckled softly, tore a piece of the meat, and placed it into his mouth. “A little thanks for my Zor,” she whispered.
Finally he really won the game, making her laugh. And, like any other day, it felt good