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The stars weep.

Richard, distantly in the bedroom dispensing justice, draws his claws across one man's throat with a snarl. Some dying part of him hates this. He doesn't want to hurt anyone. Another part feels so good when blood runs through his fingers, across his chin, into his mouth as he licks as his fingers.

Tiamat, for her part, arches her back and rolls Alex so she's atop the Goddess, looking up at her with love and affection. A finger finds her nipple and gently pulls, fingers gently stroking her skin.

And you will love us?

“Yes. I will love you. I do love you.”

It’s easy for Alex to say the words, they’re light and they’re breathless as she arches a bit. And the expression in Alex’s face matches the love in Tiamat’s. It’s an expression that has been on her face countless times when Alex has hoped that Richard isn’t going to notice it (and she bets that he’s willfully ignored it if he’s seen it) but it’s been there.

Her heart has belonged to him for a long time. But it belongs to the Goddess as well, since even before it had been in the chest of one plucky reporter from Canada.

I will love you until the stars have burnt out. I will love you til the seas dry. I will love you when there is no more me and all that’s left is the love that I have for you.

Tiamat's kiss comes with-

Pain. The pain of being torn apart. Marduk's cruel look as he pulled wing from back and peeled skin from body. The distance of her spirit.

Pleasure. The girl is naked and bound to an altar. She screams, she cries, she begs. Tiamat has - after millennia - built herself a new body. Her form and figure twist and writh as she slithers up the young woman who screams. She enters her body through her mouth, coiling in her stomach as the body arches and screams and she is...

merged.

Truth. A knight in England. A millennia ago it almost is. She holds up a hand as a young templar with familiar blue eyes bares his hands. He has slit his wrists, blood dripping onto a stone altar. My bloodline is yours

All of this is pressed to Alex as Tiamat rolls her again so she can stay atop her, hips grinding against her mound as she bends down to kiss her, body warm and scaled. The other room is filled with blood, the good and bad, her servants torn apart by Richard, more animal than man.

"My Alex." Tiamat's voice echoes and sounds like Richard's, "My Persephone."

Alex Reagan is someone who has always sought the truth. Richard told her once that he sought the truth and that they wanted the same thing. She's someone who looks for the truth in the nightmare under bed, who'd peered into the shadows that weren't shadows at all, and who had glibly poked Thomas Warren like a bear when she met with him to ask what he wanted with the Horn.

She was also the one who had murdered him less than an hour ago. Because of a truth.

The images crash into her, Tiamat's truths bringing pain and pleasure and the origin store for what Richard had been bred to become. Later there will be questions on if something similar happened somewhere down her line, or if it was simply just Alex being herself that had done all of this, caused it all to happen. It's not a question of guilt, because Alex Reagan doesn't feel guilt for any of this.

She understood, even before this, how betrayal could make you want to destroy the world in blood and fire and bone. She understands even more now, and the mixing of the two titles makes Alex lift her hips to Tiamat, opening her legs for her as she just kisses the Goddess in return.

I will love you for always. I think I always have.

Tiamat whispers words of endearment in ancient babylonian. Sliding her fingers between Alex's lips she begins to move them back and forth, back and forth, kissing Alex, long deep probing kisses.

Something is wearing at Richard Strand but Tiamat, whispering in Alex's ear, purrs.

I can't wait until you are queen. I want to drape you in jewels. Richard wants you to be happy. He adores you.

Alex's breathing comes harsher and faster with the movements of the Goddess' hands, and her hips rush to meet the strokes that she's making with them like an errant cat who is demanding pets. It's almost a reflex maybe, to kiss the goddess back in return, just as deeply, just as long. Alex's hands slide over the goddess' skin, brushing against her side, her fingertips following the line of her ribs down to her stomach. Tracing the line that the snake that was Tiamat's essence had taken within the woman.

It's a gentle brush before her palm just lingers there, holding her and rubbing her fingers against it in long and slow circles, wanting her to feel it there, wanting to make her gasp in the same way that Alex is.

I love him. I've loved him for three years. Being with him makes me happy. Just like being with you does as well. But you have already draped me in jewels, Tiamat.

Her hand moves along the scales of her other hand, and it's those warm scales that she rests against Tiamat's core.

There's a twitch and Tiamat's eyes shrink and turn human, more human than they had been.

When she kisses her her kiss is pleasant and warm and sweet before she begins moving down Alex's body. Inch, by half inch, by inch.

"Then let." a kiss, "me drape." another kiss, "You, in stars."

When she spreads Alex's legs for better access she is warm and pleasant and noses against the woman's mound.

"I always see stars when you kiss me." Her voice is soft, and there's a breathless sort of laughter in it, the pleased and excited kind that bubbles up from her stomach and brings a light to her eyes. Even with the dragon eyes that Tiamat had given her, they still light up in that same and normal Alex Reagan way, before she just moans and arches her back. Her hand tangles up into Tiamat's hair but it's lightly, and with a lover's caress rather than any sort of guiding or anything like that. It's touch, and a way of reminding her that they're here.

That they're here together.

In the other room Richard Strand has killed everyone. Sticky with blood, fire burning within him, he wants to be clean and with them, with his other halves, but she-

Tiamat. There is a space in his mind for Alex and a space in his mind for her, Will she and I be together? Can I be there now?

You are here now.

...But I want to be there.

So come.

Tiamat teases Alex's clit with her tongue, still warm as she kisses her there moving between her thighs. There is the sound of a door opening and someone padding across the floor before vanishing into the bathroom.

Tiamat continues her work, tasting secret sweetness, alternating licks with gentle kisses before the bathroom reopens and Richard emerges, steaming and naked, scales patterned over his body.

Tiamat keeps working and Richard's cock stiffens watching them before moving to the bed to kiss Alex- as Tiamat works.

On the bed, under Tiamat's kisses and licks, Alex just whimpers, she whimpers and she writhes and she bites her lip as she arches her back and her neck against the pillow. Her golden eyes are heavy-linden and a thin layer of sweat as built up over her body, making her scales flash like storms as she wiggles. She didn't notice when Richard came in to shower, but she does when Richard comes to her and kisses her.

She kisses him back enthusiastically but breathlessly, as her hand slides down to move slowly over his hardening cock. Whispering against his lips she just breathes, "come here, my love. Let me take care of you."

There is only a rumble from him. Tiamat withdraws slowly, ever so slowly. She doesn't pad away but she does stand, her eyes glowing blue. When Richard opens his they're blue too- sky blue - flaming with stars as he raises a clawed hand to stroke his cheek. Are you all right? I love you I love you is this okay with you?

He knows it's okay and some part of his humanity has died because his look is rougish, "...because it is very okay with me."

Alex just blinks back and forth between them for a moment, very clearly confused as to what’s happening, and she holds her hands out to both of them one to each before she says softly. “No one needs to be left out, my loves, come here. Both of you.”

We are both here.

Four pairs of glowing blue eyes but it's Richard who pulls Tiamat to him, Tell us what you want Alex...Alex...

He moves to press himself against her and hold out a hand to Alex, "...How do you feel?"

Alex takes the hand that he offers, and then she moves to kiss both of them in turn. Her eyes don’t glow with anything like what theirs do, but they glow with amusement and desire and pure glee enough for her.

“I feel amazing.” It’s easy for Alex to admit with a grin. “I feel better than I have in a very long time.” There’s no lack of sleep wearing on her bones, there’s no sense of dread dragging her down and there’s none of the fear that has been dogging her steps for such a long time. She feels great, and she kisses them both again before she adds, “and very very aroused.

"Why Ms. Reagan." Richard moves to take her from behind. Tiamat spreads herself beneath her, the two of them keeping Alex between them - two beings who are one with the one creature on earth they-

It is love.

Richard kisses her neck, hands massaging her shoulders, Marry me. he kisses down her collarbone as Tiamat moves to tug at her breasts, Please. Let me traditional like this.

Alex just moans as she moves to kiss Tiamat again, then she starts to dots little kisses and gentle bites down along the Goddess' neck and to her collarbone. She presses another one at the hollow of her neck before Alex kisses over Tiamat's heart.

Yes.

Alex means it, she will marry them, because she loves them both as they love her. It's simple, and it's easy and something that she never needs to second guess because it's with the entirety of her heart.

Tiamat could lose this body. This might be the best she has ever been treated, been loved. Alex is so tender and...

In the secret place that is just for them, Tiamat is lounging against Richard, they are there and with Alex, they are everywhere.

"I know you are scared. But with her? I can see how you love her."

Richard's features stiffen.

"...I can't lose her now Tiamat. I just can't."

"...Than we won't." Tiamat moves to kiss against Alex's cheek,, kissing at her ear and smiling.

"We will never lose you alex. My beautiful dragon wife."

"Of course you're not going to lose me." It's so easy for Alex to promise, it's always easy for Alex to promise because she can't not promise honestly. It's something that she means all the way down into the core of herself, into her heart and into her bones. It's something that she's been unconsciously promising to Richard for almost three years now, so it's just an entire thing that of course she means it now.

"I'm not going anywhere," Alex just adds as she kisses Richard deeply, holding him to her as she does it, because the promise needs to be made to both of them, and Alex knows it as much as the two of them are both one and the same.

"I promise, you don't need to worry about losing me, okay? I'm here with you. Forever."

Richard's kiss is hard and deep. They could keep this going all night and they might manage it -

But the next morning Tiamat and Richard are both gone and all that remains is a young person, dressed in strangely cut black robes with his head bowed beside the bed.

When Alex wakes the young servant will nod.

"Apologies Mistress. Tiamat and her mantle had to go and prepare for your wedding."

Considering how much Alex doesn't really sleep, it says something that she'd slept deeply enough for both of them to leave her bed without her noticing, and for someone else to come in. She just groans softly, for missing them, for being alone when the servant speaks, and automatically her hands go to wrap herself in one of the sheets that had been draped over her when she slept.

"How long ago have they left?" The question is soft, and Alex automatically reaches out for her glasses before she realizes that her vision is perfect in a way that it never has been before. She just stares at her hands for a moment, seeing the scales on one of them, and not the other, and tracing her fingers across them in a marvel. It's so weird. It's so wonderful.

"What do they want me to do? And what's your name?" Because even as a consort, even as a queen, Alex Reagan was still Alex Reagan.

The servant says nothing, "It is not my place."

He bows lower, "It is requested you bathe and dress. When you have done so I am to prepare your hair for your wedding day."

He raises his head and smiles, sincerely, "congratulations. And thank you for your blessing."

Alex grins, because it’s easy for her to do it. It’s her wedding day. It’s so weird that she had been so worried about this before. “Thank you.” Alex says it entirely sincerely and she just looks around for a moment.

“Two things: is there any coffee and is there anything special that I’m supposed to be wearing today? I mean if you’re going to do my hair and stuff I’m kind of assuming.”

Because even as a dragon, Alex Reagan is always going to need coffee.

Edited 2020-06-11 03:10 (UTC)

"...I will bring you breakfast. In the meantime, if you go and bathe you will find your wedding dress in the bathroom."

He bows and leaves without another word but the dress - black with a silver snake back made of the most expensive of fabrics, silk and gems. There is no going back from this.

The bathroom is also beautiful. It's done in black marble with a huge shower and a tub with steaming warm water and flower petals across the top. The dress is on hung up and there is jewelry, various emblems of snakes and other devices.

There is also Richard. Wrapped in dark black robe, scales making his scales shine, raising his animal eyes to stare at her and smile.

"...Alex.

...Happy wedding day."

Alex knows there's no going back from this. There hasn't been, not since Tiamat had burned the scales into her skin. Before even, when she had promised Tiamat that she wouldn't leave. She doesn't want to go back from this, even as she stares at the black dress with her lips dropping open. "Wow."

But then there is Richard, and Alex just gives him a rather large grin before she moves forward and presses her lips to his own. "Hello Richard. Happy wedding day."

"I wanted to know what you wanted from a wedding day." he speaks when he pulls away from her kiss, stroking her cheek, "This is your first. I want...to hear what you want. what I can give you. I can give you anything you want Alex."

His eyes are stars.

"We can. But it's me now. IT will be wholly me soon."