[ She'd been afraid of that at first, hadn't she? Of being a bauble, a trinket thoughtlessly added to his collection that could be thrown away as and when he pleased. Even to Fragaria, she was nothing more than an asset, a frivolous decoration who could be tossed aside when it became more trouble than it was worth.
But a treasure is something different. Especially for a dragon. They guard them so jealously, protect them so fervently - and when a dragon treasures something, that's forever.
She turns. His hold on her is loose enough that she can face him properly, fully flush against each other in the water. Her expression is so tender that it looks almost pained and that only softens when she reaches to cradle his face and then closes the remaining distance between them with a kiss. ]
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But a treasure is something different. Especially for a dragon. They guard them so jealously, protect them so fervently - and when a dragon treasures something, that's forever.
She turns. His hold on her is loose enough that she can face him properly, fully flush against each other in the water. Her expression is so tender that it looks almost pained and that only softens when she reaches to cradle his face and then closes the remaining distance between them with a kiss. ]