I was so tired from the events of the day that I didn’t even move when Kiyui left. I just lay there… with my legs still hanging off the end of the bed. I fell asleep in a matter of seconds.

  I had what was probably the most vivid dream that I have ever had. Kiyui and I were getting married. He had on a beautiful silk dress. All of our friends were there… even Tilda. My dad was officiating the ceremony. Which was odd… because he was certainly never certified to do such things.

  The whole thing gave me heart palpitations. My dad looked so proud of me. I’ve craved that for so long. He never got to see the man that I am. He missed so much of my life. I just wish that I could see him one last time… to tell him my adventuring stories… to go on adventures with him. Even after all these years, I still miss him… I think I always will.

  Maybe this dream was some kind of vision from the gods… letting me know he’s happy with how I turned out. Or maybe it is just my mind showing me what I most want to see. Or maybe my mind is just throwing a load of random stuff together based on whatever I’ve been thinking about.

  I mean… after the wedding, we sat on top of a giant one-eyed drake with a broken nose and rode it off into the sunset before arriving at a little cottage and engaging in… well… wedding night activities. That drake seemed oddly familiar to me… which was weird. But yeah… thinking about it… probably not a message from the gods.

  The wedding night activities were also particularly vivid. I haven’t had a wet dream since I was going through puberty but I am dreading opening my eyes and having to deal with the… oh… oh… never mind.

  I opened my eyed and looked down to see Kiyui. The top of his head to be more specific. I felt one final twinge flow through my penis before I felt his tongue lap away what had emerged. He then slid his lips all the way down to the base before sliding his way back up, rolling my foreskin back up with his lips as he went.

  As his lips slid from the tip it flopped over onto my thigh and he looked up at me with those big doe eyes of his. He crawled his was up the bed and wrapped himself around me, nuzzling his head into my neck.

  Kiyui: “Sorry, couldn’t resist. I came in to get you for breakfast and it was twitching like you were about to cum. And swallowing is much easier than having to clean it off the bedsheets… not to mention much more fun.”

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  I was struggling to catch my breath, having just… well… you know.

  Dwynfel: “Gods… don’t apologise… that is absolutely the best way that I have ever woken up.”

  I can feel his breath on my neck… it’s so warm. He is emitting a low hum… I don’t think he does it intentionally… its barely audible… like a low-level purring sound. He does it when he’s really relaxed. I don’t think he’s even aware of it. But it’s a sound that I have come to thoroughly enjoy. It means that he’s calm… that he’s not worrying about anything… that he’s happy… and that brings me more joy than I can say.

  Kiyui: “Do you think we can stay like this forever?”

  Dwynfel: “Unfortunately, I think we’ll have to get up at some point.”

  He gently punched my chest.

  Kiyui: “You know I didn’t mean it like that. I mean us… this family of ours. I know we all have our issues… but… we work so well together. Svampe’s doing better. He’s still not as happy as we’d like, but he’s heading in the right direction. Tadwick’s struggling at night, but he’s got a great group of friends and loves life during the day. Alexi… well… he’s still Alexi. But he’s made some steps forward. You and me, we’re in a good place… our family is in a good place. I just… I want things to stay like this forever.”

  He's right… he’s so right. That’s it… I’m going to town today… I’m going to get that ring today. No more putting it off… I’m getting the ring and I’m doing this.

  Alexi: “Grandmother requests your presence.”

  Fucking hell… how does he move so silently? I’m meant to be the stealthy one around here. I turned my head to see Alexi stood next to us… in his adorable little ruffled shirt. I do wish he’d opt for more practical and comfortable clothes… because… well… we live on a farm… but… well… I’m just glad he’s expressing himself.

  Alexi: “Your toast is ready.”

  Dwynfel: “Did grandma ask you to tell us? Or did she ask Tadwick to do it?”

  Alexi: “She requested this of Tadwick. However, he was busy eating his breakfast.”

  Dwynfel: “And what were you doing?”

  Alexi: “I too, was eating breakfast.”

  For fuck’s sake. Trying to install a backbone in this child is so bloody difficult.

  Dwynfel: “Alexi, we’ve talked about this. If Tadwick is asked to do something, do not let him make you do it.”

  Alexi: “I have no objection to delaying my breakfast in order to request your presence.”

  Kiyui: “That’s not the point, honey. Tadwick needs to learn to do what is asked of him, instead of constantly shifting his jobs onto you.”

  Tadwick appeared at the door of the room, looking guilty.

  Tadwick: “Grandma says hurry up, or everything will get cold.”

  He shuffled out of the room with his head low. My mum has obviously told him off for sending Alexi instead of doing it himself. I guess we should get moving… quick breakfast… then off to town to get this ring.