Yokarion nestled closer into Fylaris’s embrace, the warmth radiating from his fur a comforting weight against his own. They’d been holding onto each other for what felt like an eternity. The world had faded away, leaving only the gentle rise and fall of their breaths, the soft press of their bodies. A drowsy contentment settled over Yoka, a pleasant heaviness pulling at his eyelids. He mumbled softly, barely audible against the comforting rhythm of Fylaris’s heart.
The shift was almost imperceptible at first, a slight loosening of Yoka’s grip. He tumbled forward, a flurry of lavender scales, and landed softly against Fylaris’s chest. A soft puff of air escaped his lips as he succumbed to the delicious pull of sleep. Fylaris instinctively tightened his arms, cradling the smaller dragon against him.
The world outside ceased to exist as Yoka’s breathing deepened, a gentle snore escaping his mouth. Fylaris remained perfectly still, content to simply hold him, the weight of his beloved a comforting presence. The fabric beneath them felt soft and warm, a perfect backdrop for this quiet moment of peace and affection.
Thank you so much for reading this little story! I hope you enjoyed the quiet tenderness between Yoka and Fylaris. I’d also like to properly introduce Fylaris Sel’val, who you may have noticed as the strong, protective Dragon-Vernid hybrid in this scene. He’s a new character, and I hope to share more about him soon!
I love how you always write a bit of story together with your art pieces. Are the 6 ears something you came up with or is that something from a specific species? I don't think I have ever seen other people use 6.
Yokarion (the purple one) is a furred dragon and yes it has 6 years. I just want to do something that is uncommon :P