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He closed his eyes and let his dragon form take him. It came on with a whoosh of magic, and he felt the rush of it, his laughter ringing off the walls and the ceiling.

Cosmo chuckled, and when Hawk opened his eyes, there was a beautiful rose dragon there with him, little and bright and shining.

Love. He nuzzled Cosmo’s snout, his head at least three times the size of his mate’s.

Look at you, Cosmo told him.You’re huge. At least as big as Dad. Maybe bigger.

Hawk preened.Is that a good thing?

That’s an amazing thing.Cosmo picked up two great paws full of sand and began scrubbing his back.

Hawk was going to die from pure, indescribable joy.

Mate and hot sand and rubbing?

And he was home, and he could hear his hoard, and life was so good that the only thing that could make it better was if they were going to have a baby.

Wait.

They had sex a lot. Like quite a lot, and he’d been here for a goodly number of months.

Surely, they’d touched on one nexus of the year or another, right? Surely, it was so.

Still, Cosmo didn’t seem to be pregnant. There was no grumbling about food or strange smells or anything baby related. Not to mention, he would know if that little belly swelled, because it was a tiny little belly, especially as a dragon. He would see.

He would know.

Maybe…maybe dragon fae didn’t have babies? That would be a shame.

Absolutely not a deal breaker, however.

If he had a choice between Cosmo or many babies, he would take Cosmo every single time.

He was hoping, however, that at some point the situation would be Cosmoandbabies, but if not, that was all right.

He could live with that.

He’d lived without babies forever.

Perhaps one had to be older than him. Hmm. It didn’t matter.

There would be babies or there wouldn’t.

Right now, there was sand and rubbing.

Cosmo was exceptional at knowing exactly where each and every individual itch was. He had never had anyone go over his body scale by scale, rubbing in the sand and making sure that nothing itched.

He was going to spend the rest of eternity making this dragon unbearably happy just so they could do this again.

Cosmo was singing, the song merry and soft, just floating through the air. He didn’t know the words or the song, but it didn’t matter.

He knew what was underneath it.

He knew what was inside it.

Joy.

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