{"id":13738,"date":"2019-03-13T15:19:18","date_gmt":"2019-03-13T22:19:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/?p=13738"},"modified":"2019-03-11T13:35:42","modified_gmt":"2019-03-11T20:35:42","slug":"afternoon-fic-dragon-rescue-part-ten","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/afternoon-fic-dragon-rescue-part-ten\/","title":{"rendered":"Afternoon Fic: Dragon Rescue (Part Ten)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/John-and-Harold-john-reese-and-harold-finch-39248117-540-304.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-6195\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/John-and-Harold-john-reese-and-harold-finch-39248117-540-304.jpg?resize=540%2C304&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" width=\"540\" height=\"304\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/afternoon-fic-dragon-rescue\/\">Part One<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/afternoon-fic-dragon-rescue-part-nine\/\">Part Nine<\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong>Author&#8217;s Note:<\/strong> There is one more part after this &#8230;<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Harold stretched lazely in the warm bed, and shifted until he was further in Reese&#8217;s embrace. After they had woken up from their nap, and after he made sure John had brushed his teeth \u2026 twice, he pounced. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He needed to feel that John was very much alive. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He hadn&#8217;t expected to be taken up against the bathroom counter, but despite the crowded area, and awkward location &#8211; John had taken care of him, never once hurting his hip.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Oh he was sore in all the right places, and had a few marks that showed John&#8217;s possessiveness. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">John got them into the shower, washed them down, then carried Harold back to the bed, where he licked, sucked and kissed every inch of his body. Then gave Harold a show as he prepared himself before sliding down his hard cock. He took his time, slowly riding him, pulling out the pleasure until they were both teetering on the edge. Harold took matters into his own hand, and stroked John&#8217;s thick cock, until he tensed and came with a low growl, sending Harold into his own completion.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After a few moments, John moved and cleaned them up, before curling around Harold. He hadn&#8217;t let go since, and Harold was pretty sure he wouldn&#8217;t be for a while.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Should I order breakfast?&#8221; Harold whispered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I doubt you&#8217;ll bring me a sheep.&#8221; John murmed with humor.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Mr. Reese!&#8221; His indingence was thwarted by a yawn. &#8220;How about we get dressed go to the diner, and you can order their hungry man plate.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I like the way you think, Mr. Finch.&#8221; John kissed him quickly, then moved out of the bed. He ignored the pouting from his Mate, pulling him gently from the bed. &#8220;You promised a Dragon food, Harold.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I see.&#8221; He shuffled off the bed with John&#8217;s help. &#8220;Shower?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">John gave him a saucy grin.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Michael Westen stared at the other members of the Dragon Mate club. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8216;As a spy you work alone. You learn to handle situations without help, and trust no one. Now. Now he had a writer, assassin, and a hacker as co-conspirators in a Dragon Mystery.&#8217;<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I would say I&#8217;m the odd one out of this group, but I really don&#8217;t think I am.&#8221; Michael settled into his seat, sipping his coffee. &#8220;I do have, well actually I have a lot of questions, but the main one is &#8211; what&#8217;s up with the can openers?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Don&#8217;t touch them!&#8221; All three practically yelled at the same time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Westen&#8217;s eyebrow went up, as the stared at the group. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Did Harvey tell you about Dragon Hoarding?&#8221; Harold asked, as he worked through his own sandwich. He had to admit, at least this cafe had better food than the last one they had went to. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Vaguely, I think the word he used was mine.&#8221; Michael sighed, rubbing his forehead, he was still adjusting. He was a spy, he didn&#8217;t do well, living with others &#8211; let alone relationships. He was living in Harvey&#8217;s back bedroom, the lawyer understood that Michael needed time and space. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The phone and computer arrived a few days after he settled into the Penthouse, it was better than anything he had while working for the CIA. He had been &#8216;transferred&#8217; to IMF, and then put on special assignment in New York. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He really wasn&#8217;t that surprised when the Numbers started coming in. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It had given him something to do, which helped him adjust to everything else. The few jobs he worked with Reese, gave him insight into the man and Dragon, and also helped him deal with Harvey.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It took time, but he knew he belonged with the Dragon, and the idea of a same-sex relationship didn&#8217;t bother him, nor ironically did the inter-species one \u2026 it was the idea of a relationship at all that had him freaking out the most of the time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He was thankful Harvey was patient, &#8217;cause he knew he was going to fuck this up at some point. Hence he attended all the Dragon Mate Club meetings as they helped him deal with not just the Dragon but the whole Mate thing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Dragons hoard one thing. Do not touch it, move it, do anything with it, without their permission. They will get unbelievable pissed. It&#8217;s not healthy, it&#8217;s technically a disorder, but they are Dragons and this is what they do.&#8221; Harold warned him, he didn&#8217;t want to see anyone go through what he had gone through with Reese.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Westen opened his mouth \u2026 <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Pens.&#8221; Castle smirked, stealing a pen from the waitresses booklet.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Feathers.&#8221; Aveline shrugged, like it made complete sense.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Weapons.&#8221; <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Now the last one wasn&#8217;t nearly as shocking.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;So he hoards can openers?&#8221; Michael blinked a few times. &#8220;Well okay. So no touching the can openers, he has boxes of them\u2026&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Learn to live with them.&#8221; Aveline, gave him a pointed look. &#8220;And be prepared to accidently fuck that up, it&#8217;s okay we all have done it. Just call us we&#8217;ll help.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I&#8217;m not good at this stuff.&#8221; Westen leaned forward in his seat, resting his elbows on the table. &#8220;I&#8217;m a good spy. I&#8217;m good at being someone else. I&#8217;m terrible at maintaining normal healthy relationships.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You think we are?&#8221; Castle snorted, shaking his head. &#8220;I get lost in my writing, forgetting everything around me. I missed so many of my kids plays, dates with Beckett, and hell once my own birthday party I planned. I&#8217;m amazed my daughter turned out to be a well rounded level headed intelligent woman. Beckett has shown me a new world, but I still get lost in the ones I create.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I&#8217;m an Assassin.&#8221; Aveline gave him a look. &#8220;Yes, we both work well together, but there are times I totally forget he&#8217;s bigger, stronger, and meaner than I am. And I&#8217;m not just talking about the Dragon. I&#8217;ve put myself in harms way doing the job, more times than he wants to even contemplate. But it&#8217;s what I do.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Harold gave Westen a look. &#8220;I let the woman I loved think I was dead, because of my secrets. So you&#8217;re not the only one who is trying to figure this out.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Does she know about Reese?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;No, she still thinks I&#8217;m dead, and it will stay that way.&#8221; Harold&#8217;s tone indicated there would be no further conversation. &#8220;So I guarantee Mr. Westen you&#8217;ll accidently use one of his can openers to open a can of soup one day, and he&#8217;ll flip out. My suggestions \u2026.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Naked covered in can openers.&#8221; Castle wiggled his eyebrows. &#8220;Also start looking up the history and finding old unique ones.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Michael laughed lightly. &#8220;And when he works late?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Take him a can opener.&#8221; Aveline leaned over and squeezed his hand. &#8220;You got us, you&#8217;ll figure it out.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He leaned back in his seat, a true smile on his face. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8216;Spies don&#8217;t make friend, instead they ended up Mated to Dragons and joined a club&#8217;<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Part One Part Nine Author&#8217;s Note: There is one more part after this &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[747],"tags":[746,50],"class_list":["post-13738","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-afternoon-fic","tag-afternoon-fic","tag-bj-jones"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p2Da1M-3zA","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":10624,"url":"https:\/\/www.sylumclan.com\/sylumblog\/new-afternoon-fic-you-dont-ask-i-wont-tell-by-bj-jones\/","url_meta":{"origin":13738,"position":0},"title":"New Afternoon Fic: You Don&#8217;t Ask &#8230; I Won&#8217;t Tell by Bj Jones","author":"Nicolaus Meridius","date":"April 28, 2018","format":false,"excerpt":"*** Title:\u00a0You Don\u2019t Ask \u2026 I Won\u2019t Tell Author:\u00a0Bj Jones Rating:\u00a0FRAO Summary:\u00a0He paused, eyes closing in dread. 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