Refuse

Raanciel pressed his hands on Haiz’s chest and attempted to dislodge himself from the grip. The larger drake wasn’t having it. His grip tightened even more to the point it was becoming painful. “N-No, I would rather not!” Raanciel exclaimed, his eyes widening in panic. “U-Unhand me!” No one, in his short 35 years of life had ever touched him in such a manor. It was frowned upon to even show your family affection.

“But I think you do,” Haiz grinned and slid his hand from Raanciel’s ass to his crotch. He squeezed and Raanciel gasped, tears springing to his eyes.

“No! Let go of me! I refuse this-this deal!”

“Haiz!” Navi growled in warning. “Let him go.”

“But you know how these royal drakes are - hell even high borns,” Haiz said with a dark leer. “They’re pent up -- casual sex is taboo. If the need for a breed arises, there's a whole process to go through just to get a quick fuck.” Haiz pulled at the belt keeping Raanciel’s robes closed.

“Stop!” Raanciel cried, his struggles becoming more frantic. “Let go of me! You can have everything I have- just let go!”

“That is enough!” Navi roared. He roughly grabbed Haiz’s shoulder. “Need I report you to the guards to be thrown in the Void-Walker’s dungeons?” He spun Haiz around roughly.

“Take your hands off me, draco!” Haiz spat, shaking Navi off.

“He said no.” Navi’s eyes narrowed. He looked at the smaller shaken drake who had backed up against the carriage. “This ride is gratus.”

“The hell-” Navi turned sharply to Haiz, his eyes flashed red momentarily. His tail thacked the ground heavily, leaving a tail sized crater in its wake.

“This ride is gratus,” He said firmly, a growl slowly bubbling in the back of his throat.

“Fine!” Haiz snapped angrily. He looked at Raanciel and licked his lips before walking away.

Raanciel and Navi stood in silence: Raanciel trying to compose himself and Navi trying to calm down. Navi turned to look at Raanciel with a small frown.

“I am terribly sorry for that, Raanciel,” Navi said with a shake of his head. “I don’t know what the hell has gotten into him.”

“I-Its okay...” Raanciel said in a small voice. Navi’s frown deepened.

“How about I show you to the tavern now? Maybe have a drink to calm down?”

“That sounds very appealing right now...” Raanciel said, shaking his head. Navi offered a small smile.

“Excellent,” Navi said, gesturing towards the open barn door. “Follow me.”