In the back of his mind, he had known the whole time that the white dragon would bring him to his doom. His mouths crunched on purposelessly , their owner already defeated. He had experienced far worse than this. He had fought kings and queens, assassins and gladiators. He never would have believed it would be technology that ultimately proved his end. Yet, here he was, famed general of the Sky Knights, and a candidate to be elder. Well, those were the old days. He didn't know how they decided their positions now. He was hoping they weren't being sissies about it. 

Grinding his teeth angrily as the dragon bit into his shoulder, he felt his blood boil in rage. How dare he bite him! How dare he! Why should the white dragon be able to violate him in such a way? Would the other also refuse him an honorable- a hero's defeat? "You... sick... pretentious bastard... I'll never... bow... down to anyone... but my king..." He growled, mouths chattering on in a chorus of general sounds. In little time at all, he was out, anger fading from his features. 
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Edge blinked twice. Well? What was taking Regnum so long to find an answer? His imagination raced at the possibilities, no matter how unlikely. The fire dragon probably wasn't into the dragons with black scales. Or maybe his bubbly personality was a turnoff? Or he was already with someone. Being an elder candidate just added to his attractiveness. And he was [I]hot[/I], in more ways than one. Edge was ready to run and hide behind the mulberry tree and never, ever, come out. Well, now that he thought about it, tree bark was... kinda not yummy-licious.

But then he was met with an intense and loving heat which he completely embraced. Every part of the fire dragon was at a high temperature. It was like Regnum was a furnace, and let off a constant steam of heat. Edge, so-called savior of all dragon kind, melted in the kiss. He moaned as Regnum's tongue traced the line where his lips met, the sensation ticklish and lustful. The hydra opened his mouth slowly, mind fuzzy with sensory overload. He felt his back firmly push against the wall of the other male's home and as their tongues met, he drew his own back on instinct as not to burn. 

As only slightly tan hands reached out to squeeze the other's arms and sides experimentally, Edge peeked and cracked one eye open, taking in what the fire dragon looked like in this position. But even with all the love and lust they were sharing, quietly and wantonly eating one another, he could feel himself drawing the demons out of Regnum. It was like a shot of concentrate morphine, making him feel drowsy, dizzy, and in bliss simultaneously. Closing his eyes, Edge let it happen, unaware of would lead to his ultimate downfall. 
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Sky didn't hear what his Father was saying, only that it was indeed the white dragon's voice. He wiggled in the elder hydra's grip, trying to escape the safety of Leo's arms to see his father. His eyes and mouth were still sealed, but he made little sounds in response to his brother. ""Mph! Mmph!"