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It's very exciting to see them together again. I suppose that me and the entire fandom of my mate want to see the punishment that Ra'ghalek and his lackeys will receive. We want to see blood. After so much wait for Farin's resurrection, now we will eagerly wait to see the punishment of those 3 dragons.
Perhaps. I think it all depends on Sek'kiral. IF he decides to pin both Farin's injuries, and also his Majesty the King's on Rha'Galek and his band, then they would be guilty of HIGHEST treason against the throne and the kingdom itself, which usually warrants death. But it's all up to the prince now. However, that will have to wait. Because Farrin is needed IMMEDIATELY back home in the Fox Lands. Elder Aldin's fate hangs in the balance
Farin hurried impatiently to their home gym. Today's rehearsal had been perfect, and the young king decided to rest and then train with his husband and son.
As they entered the gym they always practiced in, Farin noticed that Sekk and Sa'mon were already wrestling on the mat. The taller dragon was clearly stronger, but the prince was just as agile and strong as his father. The fight went on for another three minutes before the young dragon dropped the older one on his back and sat on his chest, pressing his hands into his knees.
“‘All right, all right, I surrender, Your Highness, have mercy,’ laughed the king, looking lovingly at his son.” The prince pranced proudly, playing with the broad muscles of his youthful strong chest.
“I've shown again that I'm stronger than you, father.”
“Hey guys, give the veteran a seat,” chuckled Farin, approaching his two dear dragons.
“Hey, Dad,” Sa'mon smiled, showing off his biceps to his father. “I've gotten stronger.”
“And heavier,” wheezed Sekk. The prince carefully got off his father and helped him up.
“Sorry, I've gained a little muscle mass,” he embarrassed himself, bestowing both parents with a charming smile. “But if you have to...”
“You don't have to,” the older dragon smiled. “You're getting stronger and stronger.”
“I have someone to learn from,” Sa'mon winked at his father. “I have three examples of strong dragons in front of me every day.”
“Father and two grandfathers,” nodded Farin understandingly. “Well, quite good examples.”
He yawned afterward, and the prince immediately picked him up in his arms.
“Let's go rest, Dad,” he said, carrying his father gently and without shaking him to the couch, and Sekk followed. Soon the three of them were lying on the couch, with Farin in the center and his son and husband at his sides, as if guarding him.
“Father, I was just rewatching the scene of your fight with Grandfather, and it was awesome!”
Sekk'ral looked at his son in surprise.
“Sam, are you serious now?”
“Yes! And Grandpa is so manly and strong in it, he was hot! And you're even hotter!”
Sekk sighed. He was very embarrassed that his son had seen two dragons fighting using barbaric methods. Still, he was pleased that the prince saw them as an example for being stronger.
“Also... Dad really groped you in that scene when you let him touch you, didn't he?” asked Sam.
The older dragon looked dumbfounded. It had been a long time since the first part of their movie novel had been filmed, but his son was clearly interested in this.
“Dad, I'm thirteen years old soon, and believe me, I've seen it all before,” the prince encouraged his father. The king sighed.
“Yes, that's true. But he was very shy at the time, because he obviously liked muscular guys.”
“I bet he's gotten more liberated over the years, at least in his dreams,” Sam shook his head, remembering how he and his father had seen what Farin was dreaming about.
“Hey, I can hear everything,” came a sleepy grunt from the fox, and both dragons immediately hugged him to give him protection from trouble.
“Boys, I have you the best, honest fox word!” murmured Farin, snuggling his nose into his son's chest. Sam kissed his father's forehead.
“You're the best too, Daddy. Honest dragon word.”
When the old king came in to train, he noticed his son and grandson hugging their favorite fox. Realizing it was best not to disturb them, the old man simply covered them with a plaid while he himself began to carefully prepare a place to train with Sam.
As they entered the gym they always practiced in, Farin noticed that Sekk and Sa'mon were already wrestling on the mat. The taller dragon was clearly stronger, but the prince was just as agile and strong as his father. The fight went on for another three minutes before the young dragon dropped the older one on his back and sat on his chest, pressing his hands into his knees.
“‘All right, all right, I surrender, Your Highness, have mercy,’ laughed the king, looking lovingly at his son.” The prince pranced proudly, playing with the broad muscles of his youthful strong chest.
“I've shown again that I'm stronger than you, father.”
“Hey guys, give the veteran a seat,” chuckled Farin, approaching his two dear dragons.
“Hey, Dad,” Sa'mon smiled, showing off his biceps to his father. “I've gotten stronger.”
“And heavier,” wheezed Sekk. The prince carefully got off his father and helped him up.
“Sorry, I've gained a little muscle mass,” he embarrassed himself, bestowing both parents with a charming smile. “But if you have to...”
“You don't have to,” the older dragon smiled. “You're getting stronger and stronger.”
“I have someone to learn from,” Sa'mon winked at his father. “I have three examples of strong dragons in front of me every day.”
“Father and two grandfathers,” nodded Farin understandingly. “Well, quite good examples.”
He yawned afterward, and the prince immediately picked him up in his arms.
“Let's go rest, Dad,” he said, carrying his father gently and without shaking him to the couch, and Sekk followed. Soon the three of them were lying on the couch, with Farin in the center and his son and husband at his sides, as if guarding him.
“Father, I was just rewatching the scene of your fight with Grandfather, and it was awesome!”
Sekk'ral looked at his son in surprise.
“Sam, are you serious now?”
“Yes! And Grandpa is so manly and strong in it, he was hot! And you're even hotter!”
Sekk sighed. He was very embarrassed that his son had seen two dragons fighting using barbaric methods. Still, he was pleased that the prince saw them as an example for being stronger.
“Also... Dad really groped you in that scene when you let him touch you, didn't he?” asked Sam.
The older dragon looked dumbfounded. It had been a long time since the first part of their movie novel had been filmed, but his son was clearly interested in this.
“Dad, I'm thirteen years old soon, and believe me, I've seen it all before,” the prince encouraged his father. The king sighed.
“Yes, that's true. But he was very shy at the time, because he obviously liked muscular guys.”
“I bet he's gotten more liberated over the years, at least in his dreams,” Sam shook his head, remembering how he and his father had seen what Farin was dreaming about.
“Hey, I can hear everything,” came a sleepy grunt from the fox, and both dragons immediately hugged him to give him protection from trouble.
“Boys, I have you the best, honest fox word!” murmured Farin, snuggling his nose into his son's chest. Sam kissed his father's forehead.
“You're the best too, Daddy. Honest dragon word.”
When the old king came in to train, he noticed his son and grandson hugging their favorite fox. Realizing it was best not to disturb them, the old man simply covered them with a plaid while he himself began to carefully prepare a place to train with Sam.
I've always wanted to see a buff Farin, so seeing him going to the gym in your story is getting my hopes up lol.
Holy shit, did Sa'mon already beat Sekk'ral in a wrestling match? And the young drake is only a teenager I believe, right? I wonder if Sekk'ral decided to only use a portion of his real strength, to give Sa'mon a fighting chance, or if his son really is that powerful already. I think that would make him some sort of prodigy.
Whew, Sa'mon flexing in front of everyone would be a hot scene to translate from paper story into a visual one. Maybe Malgalon can work his magic putting things through the various AI programs he knows about and produce this? That would be hot.
Haha, I laughed at Sa'mon's dialogue line where he tries to come off as very experienced and cosmopolitan about physical intimacy, despite being only 13 years old. That was hilarious lol.
Holy shit, did Sa'mon already beat Sekk'ral in a wrestling match? And the young drake is only a teenager I believe, right? I wonder if Sekk'ral decided to only use a portion of his real strength, to give Sa'mon a fighting chance, or if his son really is that powerful already. I think that would make him some sort of prodigy.
Whew, Sa'mon flexing in front of everyone would be a hot scene to translate from paper story into a visual one. Maybe Malgalon can work his magic putting things through the various AI programs he knows about and produce this? That would be hot.
Haha, I laughed at Sa'mon's dialogue line where he tries to come off as very experienced and cosmopolitan about physical intimacy, despite being only 13 years old. That was hilarious lol.
Interesting how Sekk'ral says he has never been so scared in his life, in regards to the thought of losing Farin. That means Sekk'ral's emotional state is even more devastated than when he must have first learned that he lost his mother in the war.
Great work with Sekk'ral's latissimus dorsi muscle, on the side of the body below his wing, in the first panel. It's so huge and dominant that it casts its own shadow on the rest of his body. Who among us wouldn't want enormous Lats like that? They almost look like a 2nd set of muscle wings lol.
I love how Sekk'ral's abdominals are so ripped that they look like stepping stones or rocks on a cliff in the shadow silhouette scene. Farin is due for a climb.
Now that Sekk'ral knows Farin doesn't remember what happened to him during the dungeon attack scene, it's up to him to choose to eventually reveal what did in fact occur. Seems that might not be happening anytime soon, if ever.
You really have to hand it to GeminiSaint. These characters are just astronomically, absolutely, totally and completely in love with each other. Especially that last panel with Sekk'ral crying, it's a beautiful moment. One for the history books.
Great work with Sekk'ral's latissimus dorsi muscle, on the side of the body below his wing, in the first panel. It's so huge and dominant that it casts its own shadow on the rest of his body. Who among us wouldn't want enormous Lats like that? They almost look like a 2nd set of muscle wings lol.
I love how Sekk'ral's abdominals are so ripped that they look like stepping stones or rocks on a cliff in the shadow silhouette scene. Farin is due for a climb.
Now that Sekk'ral knows Farin doesn't remember what happened to him during the dungeon attack scene, it's up to him to choose to eventually reveal what did in fact occur. Seems that might not be happening anytime soon, if ever.
You really have to hand it to GeminiSaint. These characters are just astronomically, absolutely, totally and completely in love with each other. Especially that last panel with Sekk'ral crying, it's a beautiful moment. One for the history books.
I do have to say that this is by far my favorite comic ever and I can't believe how many years I've been following it for it spruces every Monday morning up for me ^^. I hope you someday get to have this published in its own hard covered book as its well deserving for its mastery. Absolutely fantastic <3
Mmm... a superior healing potion that seals away even the most traumatic experience.
Something tells me, that's gonna come back some way. He didn't forget. It's one of those "until he sees the offender, it will remain locked away" scenarios.
Those who watch Doctor Who, and know about The 10th Doctor and Donna know what I mean.
Something tells me, that's gonna come back some way. He didn't forget. It's one of those "until he sees the offender, it will remain locked away" scenarios.
Those who watch Doctor Who, and know about The 10th Doctor and Donna know what I mean.
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