Love on the Dragon's Spine: episode four

By TheCrimsonNight

Now that DD is healing from her physical injuries, she can finally start putting her new life together. Perhaps with a little luck and some witch magic, she can mend the friendship with Spinel, and bridge the distance between her and her lover Melody. Of course with the mysterious dark tunnel in the backyard and the promise of romance, she might just get distracted.

• Language: English
• Publisher: TheCrimsonNight
• Release date: Dec 11, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005371425

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Love on The Dragon’s Spine

Episode Four: Love that Coils

Written by TheCrimsonNight Copyright 2021

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Chapter Index

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter Thirty: When Healing Hurts

A few days had passed since the incident with Snowpaw, the familiar had already healed up fully, and he now came to me for pets every chance he got. I suppose rescuing him from shadowy monster thing was all I needed to build a relationship with him. Mellow had began to close the distance between us as well but I think it was mostly because I still needed her help a lot. Right then we were doing something she called physical therapy, something I called hell.

The agony my legs were in as I attempted to walk with simple crutches was akin to shoving them into molten lava and pretending I could use them. Sure I could move the legs and even make them do what I demanded if I tried hard enough but putting so much of my weight on them was so painful that I swear my eyes had become rain clouds.

Even with Mellow having been angry with me she looked pained to see me in such a sorry state. Of course it was also her fault as she said I needed to do this for some reason to make my legs better. Chances were I’d never walk properly again so I didn’t see the point of doing this anyway.

Just like a torturer she forced me to walk a full ten steps before finally allowing me to collapse in her arms. After she helped me back into my chair I wanted to do nothing but to curl up in a ball and cry. My legs still hurt.

She began running a brush through my hair. Shhh.

I swallowed. No. This sucks. It’s your fault for making me do this, and Spinel’s for hurting me. I don’t want to do this. Why can’t I sit in the wheelchair or use magic forever?

Because it’s unhealthy and I want to see you better.

But why?

Because I like you.

I sniffled. Well you didn’t like me a few days ago.

Mellow paused. I… I’m sorry.

Oh so now you apologize?

I’m sure you just saw an animal in pain and reacted on instinct. I know you wouldn’t break any promise on purpose.

That’s what you’re sorry about? I glared at her. You didn’t even ask if me or Snowpaw was alright.

I… I know. I should have checked. Spinel was there though, so she helped you…

I looked down at the green wooden floor. God I hated this color. I wanted you, to ask me though.

Mellow continued brushing my hair. I’ll make up for it. I promise.

I would have looked away but she might accidently pull my hair if I moved during the grooming process. I don’t see how you can.

Her free hand slid down my shoulder and over my chest drawing lines of warmth across my body even through my shirt. However, I was still upset. I grabbed her hand and stopped her. She froze, made a choking sound and then withdrew her hand. It had been like this for a few days now. As much as I wanted her body against mine in the most rough, sticky, and nasty way possible, I refused to let her get away with completely disowning me when I fell. I couldn’t pick myself back up you know.

She continued with my hair for a moment before I realized maybe there was a way she could try and make this up to me. I’d asked about it once before but she had told me no. So I wonder if maybe she’d let me try now.

Mellow?

Y-yes?

You really want to make this up to me?

I do.

Can I… preen you?

She froze again. This time when she moved again she pulled the hairbrush away and walked around to be in front of me and my wheelchair. She knelt down so she could look at me as close to eye level as possible. For a moment I was scared. Why did she need to look at me to give me an answer? I mean clearly it was a no, but why go so far?

She bit her lower lip. I… I’ll let you try.

I sat up straight. REALLY!

B-but keep in mind, wings are really sensitive. I’ll have to teach you what to do…

YES!

Also normally… valkyire only let their spouses preen them. It’s a lovers ritual. I haven’t even let Spinel do this.

I stared at her. So… what your saying is, you’re only letting me because you love me.

She closed her eyes and her cheeks went pink. I-I want to make things right for us. If this makes you like me again, then I-I’ll do it.

That’s close enough for me.

So it was with some excitement that I was wheeled upstairs to our room. I spent the next ten minutes being taught how to avoid causing problems. Turned out she did a lot more than just pulling feathers around. There were special oils, tools, and all kinds of things that went into this process, even a special little brush. How she managed to do this process once a day with wings as big as hers completely dumbfounded me.

When it finally came time to practice preening I felt giddy as a child with a new toy. Every touch of my fingers brought a small gasp from Mellow, her feathers were sensitive to the touch but at least these weren’t pained gasps. In fact I could feel her wings growing hard and erect the more I played with them. Once she loosed out a moan I realized the true reason this was a private affair.

This turned her on.

After that I took my time carefully cleaning and trying to align each feather. She corrected me a number of times until I began to get it down