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The crimson light of Kaelthar's personal sun dimmed as the beach day wound down. Soft waves lapped against the white sand while the distant cries of seagull-like creatures echoed across the serene horizon. It had been a lighthearted, carefree day—an interlude in the storm of multiversal chaos that always seemed to follow Kaelthar.
As the others played or rested, Kaelthar stood at the edge of the shore, his hands folded behind his back. The breeze tugged gently at his long white hair as he stared into the endless ocean, glowing with stars of another universe embedded in its depths.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Peace like this was rare. And yet, as always, it was laced with tension just beneath the surface—feelings left unsaid, hearts fluttering in uncertainty, and the subtle magnetism he couldn't ignore.
"Kaelthar~"
He turned to see Akeno approaching, barefoot and glowing under the fading sunlight. Her dark hair was tied loosely, and her purple eyes sparkled with mischief. She wore a flowing beach robe now, barely hiding the daring bikini she had worn earlier.
"I noticed you've been staring off a lot today. Are you really enjoying the moment… or thinking about the next battle?" she asked teasingly, stepping closer until her chest lightly brushed against his arm.
Kaelthar chuckled lowly. "Both. I can never completely turn it off. But I am... enjoying this."
Akeno tilted her head. "Then maybe I should help you relax more." She leaned in, her lips almost brushing his ear. "Tonight, I want a little time with you. Just the two of us."
Before he could respond, Rias called out from their hut near the edge of the palm grove.
"Kaelthar! Come help us start the fire! Yasaka's trying to cook, but Kunou keeps eating the ingredients!"
He grinned. "Looks like I'm needed."
"Later then," Akeno whispered before slipping away.
The night in the dimension was perfect—cool, illuminated by a sky painted with shifting constellations and three different moons. A fire crackled at the center of their gathering spot, surrounded by logs and plush cushions Kaelthar had conjured.
Yasaka, dressed in a light golden yukata now, sat cross-legged beside the fire, stirring a pot with grace. Her motherly charm made her feel like the anchor of the group, but Kaelthar could sense something different in the way she watched him lately—soft glances, lingering smiles.
"Your dimension really is paradise," Yasaka said warmly as she handed him a bowl. "A place free from politics, war, and noise. I could get used to this."
Kunou was already dozing off on Kaelthar's lap, tiny fox ears twitching with each spark from the fire. He gently stroked her hair, earning soft sleepy murmurs.
"You've been very good to her," Yasaka said, her voice almost a whisper.
"She reminds me of something I lost long ago," he replied. "But also of what I want to protect now."
Yasaka's gaze lingered a moment longer before she moved beside him, resting her head lightly on his shoulder. "Then let me help you protect it."
Later that night, with Kunou tucked away and the fire fading, Rias stepped out from the sea, her long red hair damp and flowing down her back. She wore one of Kaelthar's oversized white shirts, the collar falling off one shoulder.
"Can't sleep?" she asked, sitting beside him on the sand.
"Not yet."
She wrapped her arms around her knees, silent for a moment. "I used to think power was everything. That it would fix all my problems. But ever since I came here, and spent time with you… I've felt something I never thought I needed."
Kaelthar looked at her. "And what's that?"
"Peace. And the warmth of someone who doesn't expect me to be perfect." She turned toward him. "Kaelthar, I'm… falling for you."
He didn't look away. "I know. I felt it too."
She leaned in without hesitation, her lips brushing his in a tender, genuine kiss. There was no fire, no hunger—just quiet affirmation.
When they parted, she smiled. "Good night, my dragon."
Later still, in the heart of the glade, Akeno waited. A silk tent shimmered in silver moonlight, created by Kaelthar's magic earlier. He stepped inside slowly, and she rose from the cushions, her eyes glowing faintly with anticipation.
"I was wondering if you'd come," she purred.
"I said I would."
She stepped into him, arms snaking around his neck. "I don't need promises or declarations tonight. I just want to feel you—like you're mine. Even just for a little while."
Kaelthar's arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close. "Then take what you want."
Their lips met, and this time the fire burned. Akeno's fingers tangled in his hair as she pushed him down onto the cushions. The stars above shimmered brighter as magic rippled through the air—not destructive, but raw and unfiltered. Desire between celestial beings could never be subtle.
Clothes vanished, time slowed, and the night deepened into a realm of passion and whispered names.
By the time dawn broke in his personal world, Kaelthar stood atop a cliff overlooking the ocean. His chest was bare, a robe tied loosely around his waist. Behind him, the camp was silent. Yasaka and Rias rested peacefully. Akeno still slept within the folds of the silk tent, a satisfied smile on her lips.
He exhaled slowly.
Something had changed.
The bonds were no longer just playful, no longer circumstantial.
They were real.
And as he stared into the horizon, Kaelthar knew one thing:
If anyone dared try to take what he now cherished, they would face the wrath of a dragon.
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