A/N: This chapter contains mature and NSFW content written in heavy detail. Reader discretion is advised.
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Pier placed the sleeping Raegan in the bed and Ciaran watched with observant eyes as the young king did so.
"Are you really going to keep that dragon?" He asked for assurance and Pier nodded his head.
"Why not? I love him already," Pier responded and Ciaran saw the eyes that he loved so much sparkle when the dragon was mentioned.
"How about me, do you love me too?" He asked and Pier paused when he heard the question.
But the white-haired king did not respond. Instead, he pulled the man outside the room where they made the small dragon sleep.
It was in a different room from theirs as the palace had so many vacant rooms but the one where Raegan slept was just right next to theirs.
Raising his eyebrows, Ciaran continued to watch as Pier's white hair swayed along with his movements.
'What's with him?' He thought as Pier continued to pull his hand until they were outside the room.
"You're letting our child sleep alone-" But he closed his mouth when Pier's fingers went to his face and caressed his cheek.
"You asked me if I love you," Pier spoke and Ciaran had an amused look on his face.
"I do. I love you, Ciaran," He pulled the back of the man's head and their lips crashed against each other.
Surprised by the action, Ciaran did not have enough time to process what was happening. All he could feel was Pier's eager lips trying to pry his own open.
"Open your lips, Fenrir," The man breathlessly spoke and the hidden desire within the vampire king was ignited.
Granting Pier's request, Ciaran parted his lips and their tongues met.
It was hot and ardent.
The burning passion of their make-out was coursing through their body, especially Pier's.
"Make love to me, Fenrir," The man spoke when their lips departed and Ciaran's eyes widened.
Make love? Coming from Pier, it was the first time he initiated the request and Ciaran's heart pounded in his ears.
"You know I don't and will never say no to that, Pier," He growled and went to kiss the white-haired king again.
The two continued to kiss as Ciaran lifted Pier in his arms and the latter instinctively snaked his hands on the back of the vampire's neck.
Creak~
The door of their room opened and closed again as the two went inside. Pier clung on Ciaran's neck while the man supported him by grabbing his bottom.
"I have to get back to the war in a few hours, my love," Ciaran spoke as they departed and a string of saliva was made.
Laying on the bed, Ciaran sat while Pier was on his lap, still kissing the corners of the man's lips.
"We can use that time making love then," Pier whispered in his ear and Ciaran's hold on the king's waist tightened. It made Pier produce a sensual moan.
"Want to go with me and invade Cresencia together later?" Ciaran asked him and Pier nodded his head.
"Maybe we can take Raegan there too and let him destroy the empire," They both laughed and Ciaran's hands sneakily grabbed Pier's bottom and massaged it a few times.
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