In most cases, Zelo honestly believed he did not deserve happiness and certainly not love since his clan cursed him for a reason. He went against their traditions and attempted to change the very laws that kept the universe together. Really, he should have felt lucky enough they didn't simply eliminate him and be done with it but in the end they gave him a worse fate. One where he drifted without any true sense of belonging, where he had to live with tormenting memories and dreams of what could come to pass. It left him very little relief but didn't he deseve to feel so lost? Didn't he deserve to be alone? Dragons never dealt well with solitude, strangely enough, they needed to be wanted. They needed a purpose and a meaning; all of which Zelo never found until Sage.
It flooded right through him and he didn't know what to do with feeling so much. The ebb and flow of what he now understood to be love. He had never been in love, actually, had never heard anyone say I love to him. His parents had never been the most emotional types and taught them to be stronger than the weaknesses of emotional attachments. Apparently, they failed in more ways than one with him.
Eyes drifting upwards to take in Sage's appearance, Zelo felt a twist of desire work through him, so strong it nearly crumbled him into soot. He had never wanted anyone this badly and the difference of it was not lost on him. There were emotions unlike their first time together.
He felt wanted. What a novel concept and ideal.
Sliding down Sage's underwear, he wasted little time or teasing, wanting too much to taste. He wanted to hear and watch Sage fall apart, to mean something deeper to him. Not just some one to bide time with or to indulge a few hours. Taking Sage's cock into his mouth, he sucked deeply, hollowing his cheeks and swirling his tongue here and there.
His hands trembled as he clutched onto the ground on either side of Sage's body, trying to remind himself of being grounded and not floating off. He also tried to will Sage to tug at his hair and thrust harder into his mouth.
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It flooded right through him and he didn't know what to do with feeling so much. The ebb and flow of what he now understood to be love. He had never been in love, actually, had never heard anyone say I love to him. His parents had never been the most emotional types and taught them to be stronger than the weaknesses of emotional attachments. Apparently, they failed in more ways than one with him.
Eyes drifting upwards to take in Sage's appearance, Zelo felt a twist of desire work through him, so strong it nearly crumbled him into soot. He had never wanted anyone this badly and the difference of it was not lost on him. There were emotions unlike their first time together.
He felt wanted. What a novel concept and ideal.
Sliding down Sage's underwear, he wasted little time or teasing, wanting too much to taste. He wanted to hear and watch Sage fall apart, to mean something deeper to him. Not just some one to bide time with or to indulge a few hours. Taking Sage's cock into his mouth, he sucked deeply, hollowing his cheeks and swirling his tongue here and there.
His hands trembled as he clutched onto the ground on either side of Sage's body, trying to remind himself of being grounded and not floating off. He also tried to will Sage to tug at his hair and thrust harder into his mouth.