Delaya

[Laira Darkhold]

"I suppose I can behave for short bursts. And I am needy for your affections, they are my greatest desire and I don't mind a few other people knowing that I seek your attention as often as possible. Other people's affection just doesn't do it for me, anyway. Its like the taste and refreshment of fine wine against that of bad milk." Sure bad milk could keep you from dying of thirst, but you didn't want to drink it. Faith was the one who owned him and held the keys to his heart and his belt and no one else.

"I'll see who I can look for, maybe someone will present themselves, maybe I can find a short list of people willing and able to help out." Ner'gal came to mind, the shadowy Wraith that was in the Clan that lurked out somewhere in the Utegetu Nebula these days, enjoying a comfortable retirement in the wilderness of those worlds. There was at least one bothan he could ask for a list, or use to vet candidates the couple found to help with the duty.

Faith's wiggling enticed the big warrior, having his interests suddenly piqued by her once more, blood rising in him. At her words he sat up from the bed slowly and wrapped his hands around her hips possessively. "You think? Just one kiss?" Draco planted his lips on hers gingerly once, pulling away to hover only inches from her lips to look into her eyes. "Or more?" His hands squeezed her needily and his heart beat harder.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

Her eyes half open as she breathed in the aroma of spices that were uniquely Draco she breathed in deeply already feeling the warmth between them building. She smiled as she kissed his lips again lightly, teasingly.

Her arms encircled his neck gently resting her forehead to his. She could almost hear his heart beating faster as his hands held on possessively to her. She smiled, "I'm not going any where." just her assurance to him that she was still his.

"You sure you can handle...........more" She emphasized the word more as she slipped a little deeper into his lap her knees pressed against Draco's hips. "Sometimes I like us just like this. You know where we are both all warm, snuggled together enjoying the sensation of a touch." She let her fingers softly touch his shoulders and neck.

"Though there is a lot to be said for a little fire now and again, and again." She smiled big.

"Could just sit here and talk about whatever pops up?" She kissed him softly, "what would you like Drahr?"

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco breathed deeply, sighing out a long slow breath filled with heat from an inner fire as she made herself comfortable sitting upon him, arms wrapped around his neck and forehead against his own. Her amber pools flickered in the dim light as she teased him lovingly. "I might could handle more." He grinned, kissing the tip of her nose as he often did. He did it to show he could be affectionate without the promise of reward, but the rewards he received were nice.

Her legs squeezed his hips as she repositioned, fingers dancing upon his skin. "I like us like this, just as we are ner runi. Love isn't all passion, sometimes its just comfort. Comfort to talk with one another, comfort to sit and watch the sun set in silence and never feel alone." Draco smiled again, "But we both know what's going to pop up in the conversation if you keep teasing me like this." Gingerly he kissed her again, biting her bottom lip stubbornly.

"I am comfortable with you, I feel like everyday is paradise and every night a dream come true. I never feel alone even when we are apart, but I never get enough of you, ner ahiraor." His grin turned mischievous in an instant, "My booty."

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

"On the day you can't handle more Draco Vereen I will know that there is something terribly wrong." She smiled teasing him just slightly with her words. She had long given him rewards for being himself. For working to turn back the evil that had welled up inside of him. For protecting her when she needed it. For finding her and seeing through her loneliness. For sharing all that he was with her. They had much more than they ever thought they would need, their children and their grand children would enjoy the benefits and that was a comfort to them both.

Yes he was right love was not just physical it was about showing one another how much they cared, about the treatment and consideration that gave to one another. Yes their love was based on many things it was only complimented by the amount of time they spent secluded together.

Just as he bit her she squeaked in an attempt to show some shock at what he had done. She grabbed a handful of hair tugged gently, "be good Drahr" She smiled looking into his eyes now warm sensation washed over her. It was not the desires of passion it was her love for him. She kissed him gently.

He was in his comfort zone alone with her away from the gaze of others, "Yes your booty my Dragon, my Knight Errant." She sighed with such contentment. "We will deal with whatever pops up. At this moment I crave your arms about me as I revel in how much love there is between us"

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco grinned when Faith tugged on his long dark locks, flashing white teeth and stormy grey eyes. "I was being good." He retorted, referring to his gentle nibbling on her lower lip with a hurt look on his face, as though horrified she would accuse him of being poorly behaved. He stuck his chin upwards in defiance, looking down his nose at her features, the blush of her cheeks, the shape of her cheek bones, the color of her hair. "Well so long as you handle it, I'll survive the night." Draco's grin didn't fade even if he pressed her up against him, holding her so their stomach's touched and chest pressed against one another held tightly to one another.

He ran one hand through her brown hair filled with streaks of black and blonde, feeling the feathery lightness of it between his fingers. Draco found he was comfortable and currently completely content in the arms of his beloved, she in his lap just sitting in one another's arms breathing in tandem with one another. The breath of her sigh danced across his skin, causing the hairs it touched to rise at her siren call.

"Are you happy ner runi?" He asked quietly, with the muffled breath of a whisper. "I mean over all, not right now." He was confident he performed well enough for her, but his desire was had they gone through the life she wanted or had she always envisioned herself differently? Was there anything he had failed to provide her that she desired but had kept secret all this time?

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

Faith a bit deviant tipped her head back to meet Draco's stare, "I will handle it and you will know it." Faith winked at Draco they were playful and yet every bit serious as they tossed words to each other.

She could tell he was enjoying himself relaxing. She liked to see these myriad of emotions on his face reflected in his eyes. She felt the warmth of his skin against hers and sighed with contentment there was nothing like it at all. The connection at the softest spot protected by an embrace of love and desire. She melted each time and the reason was all because of how Draco made her feel. Sometimes she couldn't find the words but if their children were any reflection of the love and commitment to one another she'd gladly give birth to a team of players.

So when he asked her if she was happy she smiled big at him her eyes sparkling, "Yes Drahr I'm very happy. We've accomplished to much together as a team, as a couple, as just individuals. I don't know that we would have done as well had we settled for someone else." She stroked his arm lightly with her fingers thinking about their life, "we have possessions that provide a home, and support to our children. No woman could ask for more than that. You support my position as you always have, you give your honest opinion when I ask, ner kar'ta if I were any happier I'd burst" She laughed as she pressed forward landing a brief kiss on his lips.

"Are you happy?"

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco nuzzled against the soft tanned flesh of his princess contentedly, pressing his nose to her neck and tickling her skin with the stubble and whiskers of his beard. Here he was perfectly happy, clinging to his prize with all his might in a soft warm bed and being told he had done all the right things to make Faith happy and keep her that way. "Oh, some women do ask for more than that." Draco grinned at Faith devilishly, squeezing her gently as she sat in his lap facing him. "I am glad I could give you so much of what you wanted though."

"I am happy, ner runi. I have everything I always thought I would never have or deserve and then some. I have a loving wife who loves me with all her heart and see's to my every need and desire. She is perfect in every way, every curve of her body, every strand of her hair, and every single thing about her is perfect and yet she loves a low-born warrior who fought alongside her enemies. I have two children who kept all the traits of my wife and only the best of me. I could not wish for more than I have, more than you have already given me." Draco kissed Faith's neck briefly, pulling her into his embrace and keeping her there against him.

His fingers traced little patterns along the smooth skin of her back, dancing across her form lovingly as he simply enjoyed being in her arms and with Faith in this moment. "Well, I support your position for now. Eventually I will want you all to myself permanently." Draco kissed her neck again, this time longer and more passionately. He knew her bond with her home was strong and that their children would eventually follow in her footsteps and he would have to be patient until then before he could run off with her, take her to some lake in the mountains and never let go of each other.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

All the dreams they shared and had for each other and their children all wrapped up in one neat little bow.

She smiled snuggling closer to him enjoying all the warmth she could from his form and his words. 'Soon enough Draco let's not rush the burden of ruling onto Laira too quickly. We aren't even sure if she wants the job, its not all parties and meetings. Its heavy decisions that affect an entire planet."

She rolled to her back to look up at the ceiling, "I didn't want it, I thought for sure [member="Theodosius"] would be King and I'd be a wife and mother to." She smiled, "things change, events you don't see coming." Like family disappearing, no..she didn't see that coming at all.

"As for your children traits, have you seen the temper on Laira or her determination to succeed? Or the flirty nature of Theo or his need to get it done attitude? I would say they take after you in many ways, but they do get all their looks from me." She laughed waiting to see what he would say to that.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

"Ugh, damn kids." Draco said with a comfortable grin as he snuggled contentedly with his arms around Faith as they sat together. "Never do anything I want." The man's mutter was full of sarcasm and teasing. "I guess they get that from you too." His finger's prodded Faith's ribs playfully at the comment, looking at her with a raised eyebrow.

"I suppose they do get their looks from your side of the family, which isn't so bad. Better they look like you than me." Draco grinned widely, quite happy with his children so far. Theo was growing into a strapping young man that could charm his way through a nunnery and Laira could get herself into trouble even if she was fairly sweet and innocent, and well he needed a bigger gun to keep the lecherous ones away from his two kids.

The big man's head dipped to rest on her shoulder, squeezing Faith tightly and his voice becoming a little more serious. "Laira and Theo do get some stuff from me." His lips brushed against her skin, planting a trail of affectionate kisses from the base of Faith's neck and up to her ear where he began nibbling on her ear lobe softly while clinging to her body. "But they get all the best things from you."

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

"Ha haha you know you don't know what you'd do without the kids. they are part of our very existence now." She smiled they couldn't lose their kids it would kill them both as for their listening abilities, "Yes they never do, and there's a good chance as they get older they never will. But we'll see. Oh yes they do get that from me, stubborn nothing like you. You're not stubborn are you?" She gave him that look to tell him umhmmm right.

She often heard Draco go on like this and knew where it stemmed from. She would let him talk on and affirm to him all was well.

"I am cuter so it's good they look like me." She nodded agreeing with him, "Poor Theo he may need....help as he gets older ya know. Looking like me might cause him difficulties" She laughed as she now thought to get a rise out of Draco. As Draco snuggled closer she couldn't help but feel relaxed and soft as she reached out to stroke the his cheek. The stubbly beard pricked her hand, "Yes Drahr they get a lot of things from you. Determination. Loyalty. A sense of what is right and wrong. You've taught them well."

She snuggled closer as he nibbled, "Yes they do." She closed her eyes allowing all the sensations to build. She reached out to stroke his arm as she turned to him. "Just think about all the other kids we will have, and what they will be like." She didn't know really what they'd be like but she knew if they were anything like Laira and Theo they'd be good kids.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

"Remember when it was just us. For like... a couple months." Draco grinned wide at Faith, dragging his finger tips across her skin playfully. "Just cause I love my kids doesn't mean they aren't trouble makers." They were, normally in good fun, but not always so innocent and well meaning. "I'm hardly stubborn. Or at least not stubborn enough to get my way all the time, like a different trouble maker." His eyes narrowed at her, raising an eyebrow. How many times had he told her to sit tight and wait for him to handle something or make sure there wasn't danger only to have Faith stick out her chin and do whatever she wanted anyway. At least Togoria and Atrisia, probably some others too.

Compliments and talk about there kids was heartwarming, reminding him of all the time they had spent together and all the good things they had earned so far. "Well, we will find out when we have them. For now, you promised me something if things got out of hand, besides we have that meeting or what not in the morning." Draco glanced at the window, afternoon light was dying but not gone. "If we wanna make it that early we had best hit the hay early," He kissed her lips once again his hands dropping down her back to grip Faith's backside tightly. "Ner ahiraor." She was accepting of his pet name, somewhat.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

[member="Draco Vereen"]

"Yes Drahr if things get out of hand" then she laughed as she laid against him, "time for sleep" He was as comfortable as an old chair well worn with the dips in all the right spots making it easy for her to fall asleep. "love you drahr"

Faith was comfortable next to her dragon prince. She looked up at the ceiling it was unfamiliar and alien reminding her she wasn't at home. The long shadows slowly filled the room till darkness occupied all the spaces. She could hear Draco's breathing change from rest to sleep his chest rising and falling with each breath. His hand still laid against her hip at times his fingers curled possessively claiming that which was his.

She thought about what Draco had said to her about the children and he was right they took after both of them, that stubborn streak they each possessed which had served them well in their careers and lives.

She had been thinking about another baby for a while life was calm for the most part now would be a good time. Wouldn't it? She snuggled closely allowing the warmth take her slowly into the land of dreams.

Things to do tomorrow - visit ship factory, meeting with the govenor if possible, time to ask for Delaya back.

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco awoke with a smile, arms still wrapped around Faith, hands holding her possessively to the sound of their wake up call. Ana had thought to ensure they had an alarm, which was probably for the best as there was a chance neither of them had thought about anything besides one another. The call went to the messages and played for them both to hear, "Princess Organa, this is your scheduled wake up call at seven am." as he blinked awake, squeezing Faith gently with content.

"Morning ner runi." Draco whispered as he flexed all of his muscles to stretch out. He woke up with an urge, probably from having held onto Faith's rump all night. "Supposed to be at the factory in two hours." He said with a sigh as he continued to stretch, pushing himself against her. She fit neatly into the curve of his body, like a puzzle piece fitting into place. Long dark locks framed her face and every curve of her body accented her perfectly, Faith was every bit as beautiful on the outside as her personality was, as though she had been cast from a mold made especially for him in every way, stubbornness that he could admire, kindness and compassion that made him weak, and a fire that burned as bright and as hungrily as his own. He squeezed her rear again with a devilish grin. Ana must have been looking out for him when she scheduled that wake up call, or at least in his mind the timeline worked out well for him.

"So," He kissed her nose gently, "Wanna go take a shower together? I could carry you, hold you up against the wall until the water got hot enough." He had a plan in his mind that involved steam and holding her up against a wall, and his timeline cut making their morning meeting pretty close if he got his way. "And then, you know, I'll behave for the rest of the day. Maybe." Draco kissed her nose again, "I'll try to behave." His lips pressed against her tanned skin, perfect and smooth, "But no promises."

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

Faith did not wish to wake up, it felt far too early and she was comfortable and warm. She smiled lazily "Morning ner Kar'ta did you sleep well?" She nodded when he said factory in two hours.

"Yep plenty of time to shower, and put on the princess thing." Draco began whispering the desires of the morning to her, "you never behave when you're bored" She laughed as she snuggled back against him. "But we do have two hours" She smiled, as she slowly rolled over to look up into those adoring gray eyes. The night had been wonderful Draco always made sure she was well taken care of.

She wiggled closer, hooking her left leg behind his knee, "I'll wash your back if you wash mine" This mini vacation that turned into something else all the time seemed to never tire. She adored him he was so much more than what he appeared, she had seen it in his eyes that day. And his sneaking way of coming across to kiss her she knew he was more he might have been happy with someone else but not like this. No she told herself that every day out of all the possibilities in the galaxy Draco had been meant to meet her.

Their lives changed.

Faith kissed Draco's chin, "is that a deal?" his being good just a temptation, the washing, that was a guarantee.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco squeezed his princess's rump once more, relishing the physical contact with her and keeping himself comfortable. There had been a time in his life where he could not have imagined himself with a princess, certainly not one from Alderaan and the prestigious Organa lineage, but then again he had also not been able to imagine his life as having anything more than fleeting moments of joy before he met Faith. Now he could not imagine his life without her, and he could not be happier to be with her.

The Dragon continued to grin with contentment while listening to her proposal for the morning, "Hmmm, I think I can manage that, ner runi."

The large man rolled on top of Faith, nuzzling her warm flesh and letting his whiskers tickle the curve of her neck while his lips pressed against her flawless tanned skin. "Come on, hurry." Draco peeled himself away from his princess, struggling with the concept if not for the promises of rewards that awaited him. Sitting up on the bed he tugged on her gently, urging her to rise with him hastily, "I'm gonna need as much of that two hours as possible."

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

It wasn't big things that made him happy it was the little things that were so often forgotten or taken for granted. Like spending mornings like this, or taking a walk in the middle of the day when meetings are hot and heavy, him stopping in to see if she wanted lunch those things endeared him to her each day.

He had given her all the big things, the ship, the art work, the jewelry, the house of her dreams and protecting her home world. Those were great beyond imagination even but this right here she loved the most.

"I'm coming" She watched him as she pretended to not want to get up but allowing him to pull her up with him, "Two hours....I only need one thing for two hours" She kissed his chin, rewards. She had promised him rewards on other occasions as well. If he sat through a meeting without rolling his eyes, rewards.

If he would go and speak with her mother, rewards.

If he would be the one to get out of the warm covers and get her a drink, rewards.

And he would reluctantly do each thing, sometimes sputtering the whole time, but he would do them and then ask when would he get his rewards. She made sure he got them on time and sometimes in the most unexpected places.

"Time is slipping away my dear" She kissed his chin again as they stood there at the edge of the bed. "you ready?" She smiled.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco grinned playfully as Faith pulled herself out of the bed. They would have time to themselves again, but Draco always acted as though he was as needy as ever and as though he would have to be alone for ages. Like each moment they spent together could be their last, not because he believed that they would ever be separated for long, but because he was needy. For him it just wasn't an act around Faith. She loved him and gave him all the things that he needed when he needed them, and he had become a better man because of her tender care and constant nurturing. If anything Faith was responsible for his behavior now, his addiction to her.

"Am I ready?" He scoffed playfully at the subject, "When am I not ready? When have I ever hesitated to turn you to puddy in my hands?" There had been sometimes when she had surprised him, rendered him speechless or quiet and still for a while, even awed, but Draco was always willing and ready in the lists. "Now go, go." His fingers poked her ribs and hips gently, urging her towards the refresher for the next while.

~

Now Draco was clean, washed, and satisfied for the moment his stomach rumbling softly from hunger. It wasn't until he had used up all their time before the meeting washing Faith's back that he realized he nor Faith had eaten since yesterday around lunch time. Now he was dressed, black slacks and belt, grey shirt and black jacket with a few unfastened buttons. He was a prince after all, business formal didn't have to be so strictly adhered to. "Are you okay, ner ahiraor? Do you need me to help you with your dress?" Draco asked sweetly, honey dripping from his voice after their time together.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

She laughed, "puddy am I...well...I'll have to do something about that" She headed towards the refresher with Draco not more than a half a step behind her.

---

A shower always relaxed her before a meeting but this time she felt like she needed a nap. She was tired she must not be getting enough sleep she felt always tired. She yawned, "yayayayya ohhh" she looked at the the shirt she half had on.

"Yes I could use some help Draco." She turned looking at him, she held a hand out. She didn't really need help but she knew he liked to help and she wanted him close right now. It made her feel good to have him near when she didn't feel right it was probably all the travel lately. The pant suit she was wearing was heavily embroidered and required a bit of strength to balance and wear. Claire was being influenced by someone and she hoped she got out of that phase soon.

Otherwise the suit Claire provided was suitable for a meeting and it was a contrast to the colors Draco wore.

"I think I am almost ready. You look good." She stood there contemplating telling him she was tired but no it could wait until they were headed home, and that was a later this afternoon. She looked at him with all the love she had for him

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco yawned a bit after Faith, not only because they were contagious but also because he had just given his all to her during their shower and was left a little short on electrolytes and energy. The dragon would need to correct that with some juice on the way to their meeting. He couldn't quite help himself, being conservative and restrained was never his strong-suit and Faith was the embodiment of his heart and soul. She brought out everything in him when she wanted.

When she held out her hand to him and accepted his offer of help Draco took her hand and stepped beside her, his chest brushing against her back and her hair touching the whiskers of his beard. He had promised to behave, and behave he must for the time being. But that didn't mean he could not play at all. He slipped one hand into her back pocket and helped her with the collar of her embroidered jacket with the other, grinning all the while. "You look irresistible, ner runi. I'm sure everything will go perfectly." His eyes glimmered from the shine of her hair and the style of her outfit. She always looked beautiful, so much so that the word no longer accurately described her in his mind. He would need to look up something from a thesaurus to brush up on his vocabulary for her.

"The transport is waiting for us." He whispered into her ear, though he wanted to make them wait a while longer. Draco would much have preferred to stay, teasing her playfully and alone with nothing to do all day but be with one another, but that was not their destiny for today. That had very much been yesterday for the two of them, and the galaxy required him to share his princess even if he did not like it. He could spend every morning trying to coax Faith into relinquishing her plans and giving into him, but it was not to be.

"Alright," Draco said louder and more resolved than before, and though he started to usher towards the door, his hand remained in her back pocket. Baby steps. "We had best go before you tempt me again."

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

She looked at herself in the mirror then she felt the warmth and closeness of [member="Draco Vereen"] she smiled and leaned back gently. She knew his strength would support her it always did.

"I almost want to just stay here but I know we can't. I know duty calls." She stood straight again. Some days were harder than others when it came to performing her duties as head of the Coalition and as Queen. Course most people forget about the wife, and mother titles which she could not.
Draco and Faith walked out hand in hand towards the transport. They both knew what it meant to lead they both knew they had to go. Once inside the transport Faith sat close to Draco drawing his warmth to keep her calm. "The govenor has been gracious to see us today. I'm hoping to ask him to give Delaya back to Alderaan Draco. He..might not like that."

Faith had not brokered the deal that put an offworlder in charge of Delaya but she would broker one to remove him.

Faith played with a button on Draco's sleeve, her nerves showing.