Bakmah groaned as he sat up from his position on his body’s muzzle. Despite explaining that he had no clue he was having sex with her until he finished, or the fact that he had no clue she was her daughter until just then, he was kicked out of their room until further notice.

“It was about time you woke up.” Daemon was sitting several feet away from Bakmah. She still didn’t look too happy. “I will be gone for a bit today. I will leave in about an hour and be away for as long. I trust you will be fine on your own without making any...mistakes...”

“Acting like I’m a foal.” said Bakmah, sticking his tongue out. “But yes, I will be fine. I have...a few experiments to do.”

“I hope you will be fine. It seems that everytime I leave your side, you get yourself into some sort of trouble.” Daemon sighed. “Now come and eat breakfast with me please.”

“Breakfast? That is new. We hardly ever eat together.” The drake slid to the floor. “What are we having?”

“First, I hardly ever eat anyways. One thing about these bodies is that I don’t need to be on a constant eating schedule. But I just feel hungry right now.” There was a small tug at Daemon’s lips. “As for what we’re eating...I do not know. I put your brother in an apron and told him to cook us something up.”

“You see, this is why I love you.” said the drake with a shake of his head. “Well, lets hope he can cook.”

“He better because if I walk into the kitchen and just see toast on a plate, a dragon will be losing his tail today.”

“It better not be me.” muttered the drake as he began towards the door. Daemon moved ahead and stopped him. The mare stared hard at the dragon for a moment before throwing her hooves around his neck, hugging him tightly.

“Sorry. I overreacted last night. I know you didn’t really mean to...rutt Starsoul. I didn’t even know who she was so there was no way you could have.”

“It’s alright.” The drake hugged back. “I’m not really too mad. I would have preferred a bed and a sexy mare in my arms, but it was one hell of a night.”

“I did miss you.” She pulled back enough to kiss the drake. “I’ve gotten used to you sleeping next to me every night and it was a lonely night last night. Very lonely.” Daemon kissed him again, a great deal of passion behind this kiss.

Bakmah chuckled into the kiss. “I missed you too. If it makes you feel better, I won’t sleep with our child. I may be perverted, but I'm not perverted to the point of having sex with my young." The drake ran a claw through her mane. "I must ask you, though. Are you still in heat?"
“No. I haven’t been for a bit. Why do you ask?”

"Well thats perfect." muttered the drake. He took a deep breath. "The longer I spend in your soul and the deeper I travel in, the more I get feelings and memories from you. I am actually curious if I get emotions too...."

“Ooo~ That is interesting. I wonder if I could change how you feel with enough practice.” Daemon giggled mischievously.

"Please don't. It makes me feel like you plan on making me comfortable with something you know I wouldn't be."

“That would be interesting. What kinds of foods do you not like?”

"No." deadpanned the drake.

“Oh. Come on, Bakksy. Are you really not going to let me have any fun with this? I mean, it isn’t permanent, right?”

The drake shifted. "It might? Dad wasn't too specific as to how long it will last. All I know is that you still have some privacy and only I can do it. If it is, I will need a lot of time to get used to P.O.V. memories of fucking Luna."

“I don’t think you would be disappointed in those. Not at all.” Daemon started for the kitchen, deciding that they had given Lilian enough time to cook something. “See. You are going to be getting some good stuff through this, why not me?”

"Because you never went into my soul. And I will be disappointed because I'm not in all the sexy fun times."

“You’re no fun...” Daemon smiled before she started staring very hard at Bakmah. “How...do you...feel now?”

"A bit concerned by your stare. Nothing different, if that is what you are asking."

“Bah!” Daemon frowned. “It didn’t work.” Daemon just stared at the ground as she walked, sulking.

What is it you want me to feel?" He asked softly, throwing an arm over her.

“That is a secret~” Daemon giggled ominously. “You’ll know if it happens.”

"I feel like I will have the need to do something overly sexual..." The drake shook his head. "Part of me wishes that it is you who took a stroll through my soul. Then again, you still might have ended up messing with something."

“I am a curious pony. I might have looked where you might have not liked.” Daemon walked in front of the dragon, letting her tail swished back and forth against his chin as they walked. “But I think you may like when I poke around in your private places.”

"As long as I don't have my memories messed around with...besides, you know my dark secrets and most of my fetishes. Not much where I wouldn't want you to be." The drake snapped at her tail before reaching out with his claw and dragging it across her flank as he walked out into the hall past her.

“Must not be too horny if you are choosing food over me. A pity for you. I might have let you tried one of those fetishes with me.” Daemon grinned as she walked after Bakmah, heading for the kitchen.

"Hey, I can't tell if you would let me. I feel stray feelings, not hear thoughts." said the drake, looking back at her as he pushed the door open.

“I would definitely let you try if you ask, but you never do. I am not sure why. You already let me rutt you in the ass, so you must trust me.” Daemon made sure she said this loud enough for Lilian to hear. “Well, more than just your ass, huh?”

"It's not that I don't trust you, I'm just...hesitant. I don't like delving in some of them often..." He looked over at his brother who was giving them an odd look. "Keep cooking, Missy." Lilian stuck his tongue out before going back to work on something he couldn't see.

“You seemed to like it when I made myself a filly. Enjoyed it very much, as did I. Well, not when you had to kill me like that.”

"And that was a first. I'm just saying I don't indulge in many of my more...odd fetishes often."

"Do you guys really need to have this conversation while I'm trying to make breakfast?" Asked Lilian, annoyed.

“Well, you know I am open for anything that you suggest. For you and only you. Would you enjoy me licking your claws or maybe something else?”

"Well, um..." The drake blushed. "I actually never tried that... " Daemon’s grin once again was proof that Bakmah should think before saying things. The mare sauntered over to the drake.

“Which one do you want me to start with? And yes, this will happen right now whether you want it to or not.” Lilian groaned as he went back to cooking.

"L-Left." said Bakmah quietly.

"If we were going to have sex in the kitchen I should have had Snuffy come in and suck me off while I cooked." said Lilian sarcastically as he rolled his eyes.

“This isn’t sex, Lili. At least not yet.” Daemon moved to the dragon’s left side. “Front or back, Bakksy?”

"B-back."

"Still, kitchens are supposed to be clean, no foreplay or sex. And yet here you are. I cleaned before I started, even." grumbled the older dragon.

“This is cleaning...sort of.” Daemon lifted Bakmah’s leg before leaning in and running her tongue over the top of his claws. The drake gasped at the feeling, grabbing the counter behind him for support.

"Not the same thing." pouted Lilian.

“Tomato...Carrot. What ever.” Daemon moved to the underside of Bakmah’s foot, giving it small licks here and there.

"I...what?" Lilian shook his head before going back to his cooking. Meanwhile, Bakmah moaned in pleasure, flexing his claws on occasion. He threw back his head, his tail swishing from side to side.

“Found another little fetish, have we?” Daemon looked up from her work. “You are just full of them, aren’t you?” Daemon wrapped her lips around one of his claws, suckling while running her tongue around it.

"O-oh hush." panted Bakmah, moaning slightly.

“Liking that, are we?” Daemon said in between of pulling off his claw and running her tongue between them excruciatingly slow.

"Y...y..yes..." The dragon groaned, flexing his claws slightly, trying not to claw her by accident. His member slowly started to slide out of his sheath. Daemon worked her tongue across the drake’s foot, exploring all the nooks and crannies, finding the sensitive spots and teasing them. Her hoof rubbed the inside of his thigh tenderly, but went no more than that.

"D-don't tease~" whined the drake, biting his lip as he grabbed her hoof and started to guide it up. Daemon stopped and pulled away from Bakmah.

“No sex in the kitchen, Bakksy. You really want to ruin all the hard work your brother put into cleaning it?” Bakmah groaned, looking at his brother as he cooked.

"F-fine." The drake snapped his claws, teleporting them back to their room.

“Oh? Are you going to bring me breakfast in bed now?”

"I-I guess?"

“Alright then.” Daemon jumped in bed and covered up. “I guess I could wlait here for it...”

"B-but...." The dragon stammered. "I came here to have sex..."

“You did...” Daemon chuckled. “What are you going to do about that?”

The drake huffed as he ripped the covers away and straddled her. "I do not like being left dry." said the drake, his voice becoming more feminine. Daemon stared at him for a moment before smiling.

“I remember saying that...” said Daemon. Bakmah, or Akara as his body changed, growled as she drove her member into Daemon. Or tried to. Daemon had moved just as Akara thrusted, the now dragoness’ member sliding across her belly. Daemon crossed her legs around the dragoness member, gripping it. “I remember those lines and this way of acting very well.”

The dragoness stirred as she tried to hump her legs. "I want to rutt~" whined Akara. She pouted down at Daemon. "Pwease?"

Daemon giggled as the cock slid across her belly. “That tickles...keep going. Doesn’t my fur feel good?”

Akara purred. "Yes..." She frowned. "I...I want you to rutt me.... " Her movements slowly stopped. "I want you inside me." she said softly as her member slowly disappearing. "Please..." Daemon lifted a hoof and placed it against Akara’s cheek.

“Of course, my love.” Daemon pulled Akara into a kiss as her horn lit up as a member of her own began extending from the top of her slit, it starting to press against the dragoness. As before, while it was not as long as Bakmah’s, it sported an impressive girth to it.

Akara moaned, grinding her hips against the tip. Her tongue started to lick against Daemon’s lips for entrance. The mare parted her lips to allow the dragoness inside with a soft groan. Daemon ran her hooves against the dragoness’ body, hoping to hide her true objective in the tender ministrations.

She sighed inwardly with relief when she ran her hooves across Akara’s belly, glad there was no infamous babybump. With that done, Daemon started to put more into her actions, but she was at a loss. She had never been on the bottom before when she was the one with the penis.

Akara giggled. “Massaging one’s flanks is a good way to start. It also helps to push me down, slowly.” The dragoness kissed Daemon’s forehead. “You need to be the bottom more often.”

“I...” A blush started forming on Daemon’s face. “I am perfectly capable of being on the bottom.”

“Then why haven’t you started yet?” Whispered Akara in her ear before nipping on it playfully.

“I...I am just...” Daemon frowned as she couldn’t think of anything to say. She didn’t know why she hadn’t started yet. She would have usually taken charge by now, but something seemed to prevent her from just plunging into Akara’s sweet and waiting honeypot.

“I don’t like being kept dry~” said the dragoness, gyrating her hips against Daemon’s member. Daemon moaned, arching her back as she did.

“Can...” Daemon’s blush deepened. “Can you show me?” Akara giggled, her claws lighting up in a soft red glow. She gripped Daemon’s hooves and guided them to her ass cheeks, adding a bit of pressure as she started to use her hooves to massage her ass.

Akara moaned as she started to lower her hooves, slowly removing her grip and putting it on Daemon’s hips instead, starting to lift her up in the humping motion. “C-Can you do that?” She asked as she lowered herself onto more of Daemon’s cock.

“Y-yes.” Daemon pushed her down a bit more. “Just like this?”

“Y-yes. K-keep going.” purred Akara. Daemon kept pushing her down while bringing her hips up. She gritted her teeth at the slow speed they were going, gripping Akara hard with her hooves.

“Y-you know y-you can g-go faster.” said Akara, rolling her eyes.

“I know~” Daemon’s devilish smile could only be seen a split second before she their hips together with a loud smack, hilting in the dragoness. Akara screamed out in pleasure before burying her muzzle in Daemon's shoulder, purring loudly.

“Seems someone was caught off guard.” Daemon chuckled before pulling halfway out, this time pushing back in slower this time. Akara groaned.

"Don't slow down!" Snapped the dragoness, lifting herself up and slamming back down.

“Mmm!” Daemon giggled. “Someone is kind of needy. Just like I was during my pregnancy.” Daemon lifted the dragoness with her magic and pushed her down hard, starting a cycle of this action.

"I can't...Ah!...get preg...Mmm~....pregnant....Hah...I'm....Fuck.....infer....Ah....infertile..." Akara moaned into the mare’s neck again, enjoying the feeling of Daemon's cock inside her. And then suddenly, the mare was gone from underneath her.

“Bakmah...You better say something so I know it’s actually you or...” Daemon was by the door to the room, leaning against a very large hammer. Akara blinked at her.

"I...wha...." Akara's voice became more masculine, muscles forming. "I...but..." He took a deep breath as his member grew back between his legs, sagging from lack of stimulation. "I do not have a heart." he whispered to himself as he took a deep breathe before going into the fetal position, grabbing onto his head.

“Bakmah...” Daemon let the hammer fall as she trotted over to the bed. “I think we might have to hold off from the rutting until all this is fixed.”

"Until what is fixed? For all we know I am stuck with knowing your feelings and memories as they come. Is there even a way to fix it?" Bakmah took a deep breath. "I don't know what to do....I don't know what happened. I just wanted sex...then urge became need...then it was too much...."

“You don’t have to tell me. I know how it feels.” Daemon gave him a soft smirk. “It is hard to ignore and impossible to forget. My pregnancy wasn’t even my worst times.”

"But...can I control it next time?" The drake looked up at her, his eyes that of a scared child. "I...I'm not built for this type of temptation...."

“If you do any weird crap again, I’ll knock some sense into you.”Daemon climbed up on the bed enough to pull him into a kiss.

Bakmah chuckled weakly as he pulled away. "You just insulted yourself, you know." He sighed as he laid his head back down. “And yes, just don't use the hammer. I...got too much info at once and it took over." He bopped her on the nose weakly. "You can blame yourself for that one. The rare time I will allow you to do so."

“What? It’s not my fault you can’t handle all that is me. The blame falls all on you.”

"It is your fault that you didn't learn everything about traveling through souls and ended up getting me to form a bond with you." he stuck his tongue out.

“Oh?” Daemon frowned. “So you don’t want a bond with me? I see...”

"I didn't mean it like that, though, if information came a lot slower would help." He nuzzled her. "You didn't seem to like having sex with yourself."

“Because I am not a narcissist. And of course I wouldn’t know what would happen. I am Alicorn of the earth! The Mistress of Creation...not souls.”

"So you couldn't ask Luna or any other alicorn?" Asked Bakmah with a raised eyebrow.

“Luna is Mistress of Dreams and Celestia...I couldn’t tell you what her area of specialty is.” Daemon shrugged. “But I can tell you it’s not souls.”

"At least we know one thing our child might be a god of if we have one." Bakmah sighed, rolling over to his side. "I would have liked to know more about this....well, whatever this is and how to control it. I don't want a repeat of just now."

“Is...” Daemon bit her bottom lip as she frowned. “Is that normal?” Daemon pointed to Bakmah’s limp penis that was still hanging out of its sheath. “I mean, I only see it out when you’re horny but can you make it go in and out as you please?”

Bakmah blinked at his member, blushing. "I'll be in my lab, making a new body." mumbled the drake, getting up off the bed.

“Wait!” Daemon jumped up and pushed him back down on the bed. “I want to try something.” Before Bakmah could say anything, the mare slid down between his legs. She wrapped her lips around his limp member and swirled it around in her mouth with her tongue.

“Mmm.” said Daemon as she pulled off of his member. “That is different.”

"Yes, I see that. It also proves I really need to go change bodies." He scratched behind his head. "I can't feel anything there."

“Nothing at all?” Daemon nosed his cock. “Interesting...I wonder what it would feel like inside of me...” Daemon looked up at Bakmah with an innocent smile.

"Since I can't feel anything, no." said the drake, crossing his arms.

“I’ll lick your feet again, this time finishing you off.”

"Nope." The drake pushed her off and walked towards the door. "If you want a limp dick, I will make one, but I will not have sex when I can't feel my own penis."

“It’s not the same if it’s not you...also, I would like to remind you of when you rutted me while I was asleep.”

"Which is why I am not doing it. And will still be me, I'm just making my dick limp but still giving it feeling." He rolled his eyes. "You’re acting like I'm going to give you an extremely limp dildo."

“I didn’t feel it when you rutted me in my sleep.” Daemon crossed her hooves. “And I wanted a time where I didn’t have to force myself to cum to keep up with you.” Daemon grinned devilishly. “You will never know if that latter part is true.”

"How do you know? I know many things about you and more to come with this new ability." The drake winked as he began to open the door to their room.

“So you believe. But all you’re getting is my old memories so far and since that is where the problem is, there is no guarantee you’ll ever get the answer.”

"And how do you know it's just your old memories? Next thing you know, I'll start having memories of Starsoul, and there is no problems there. I already went through being pregnant with her." He opened the door partially.

“Alright then. I guess I’ll just go have breakfast with Lili. I wonder what we could talk about...” Daemon tapped her chin like she was thinking, but her smile said all he needed to know.

"You really want to do this when I can't feel anything, don't you?"

“It has a certain appeal to me.”

Bakmah let out a heavy sigh as he closed the door, walking back to the bed. He sat down next to her and flopped back. "Have fun."

“Are you just going to sit there and not do anything?”

"You didn’t do anything when I did it, now did you?"

“Okay then. It is agreed you are not going to do a thing. Perfect.” Daemon giggled as she climbed into his lap.

"Well, what am I supposed to do when my nerve endings are shot to be hell?" Asked the drake, eyeing the mare.

“Nothing, like you just said.” Daemon rubbed her slit agains his member a few times before taking hold of it and stuffing it inside her marehood. “Mmm. This feels different.” Daemon cocked her head. “Strange, but not entirely bad...” She said before starting to grind her hips against him, keeping his member at the hilt.

"Well, too bad I can't feel anything." said the drake with a sigh. He closed his eyes and hummed to himself. It was then he felt something vibrating and pressing against his tailhole.

“This spell is really used by spa unicorns for massages...but it has other uses, as you can see and feel.”

"W-why?" He asked, shifting at the pleasurable feeling.

“Because you know I would never leave you out of something like this. I like pleasing you, Bakksy. You make the cutest noises.” The magic Daemon was using pressed harder on his ass, threatening to penetrate him but never doing so.

"Mmm. P-please." panted the drake, trying not to grab onto the mare.

“You’re getting hard...” Daemon sounds a bit disappointed, but gave the dragon what he wanted. The magic pressed hard, spreading his ass as it entered him.

Bakmah moaned, his claws instinctively grabbing onto the mare as his tail swished from side to side. He could feel that the magic took the shape of an orb now that it was inside of him.

Daemon’s magic slowly pushed deeper into him, constantly vibrating his insides. The mare herself was riding his shaft up and down now that is was semi-hard and didn’t threaten to slip out.

The drake began to massage her flanks as he purred deeply. He still was not happy with his lack of feeling, but he was content with what he had.

“I think you like getting your ass played with a much as I do.” Daemon giggled as the wet slaps from her slamming on his cock filled the room. She began moving the magic orb inside him in time with her strokes.

Bakmah nodded dumbly, throwing his head back in pleasure. "Oh, h-how I w-wish I c-could feel y-you." He moaned deeply.

“Oh...I think you are feeling me...just fine.” She said between pants, a small chuckle coming from her throat. Suddenly, Bakmah could feel the orb begin to expand as she moved it inside of him.

Bakmah gasped in surprise, gripping the mares flanks harder as he arched his back. He fell back down panting, grip loosening and a wave of exhaustion falling over him.

“Did you really just cum?!” Daemon slammed down and looked back at the dragon with a glare. “That’s even quicker than usual!”

"I c-cannot f-feel myself cum. Don't blame me." The dragon took a deep breath, looking up at the mare on his cock.

“Oh, this is not ending like this.” Daemon growled as she began her movements back up, plunging the orb deeper inside the dragon.

"H-hey!" The drake whimpered as his head fell back. "I-it's....g-getting....p-painful...." His claws started to sink into the mare's skin.

“Too...Too deep?” The mare asked as she continued bouncing up and down on his cock. The drake nodded, whimpering as he did so. Daemon pulled the orb back a bit, chuckling.

“You wouldn’t even be able to take your whole cock. That was...only about eleven and a half...inches...”

"I....I am n....not used....to that....that much...." The drake relaxed his grip on her flanks, letting out a moan.

Daemon moaned as she pulled the orb halfway out of Bakmah and held it there. “So close...”

Bakmah only grunted, deciding to help Daemon by thrusting up in time with her. A low growl came from Daemon’s throat as she began to repeatedly penetrate the drake with the orb of magic. The room around them began to rumble as Daemon arched her back, slamming down hard on Bakmah.

“I’m cumming!” She moaned as she plunged the orb into him, though not far enough to be painful.

The drake moaned, rubbing her flanks lovingly. "That's it....have your fun?" He asked, tracing his claws up her sides. Suddenly, the bedroom door was thrown open.

"What the fuck is goin-" Lilian froze as he caught sight of the two on the bed. "Um....breakfast is ready...come eat when you're finished." He slowly closed the door as he left.

Daemon laughed loudly as she dispelled the orb. “Well, I think it’s time to eat...”

"I need to get this whole penis thing fixed first. I do not feel like walking into the kitchen with a limp dick." The drake's claws started to glow red as an orb started to form back in his lab. Daemon pulled off of him and jumped off the bed.

“I will be waiting in the kitchen for you.” And with that, Daemon teleported to the kitchen before taking a seat. “Hey Lili, guess what...” Daemon smiled at the aproned drake.

"If it includes you and my brothers sex life or anything sexual about him, I don't want to hear it." said the drake as he went and grabbed plates from the cabinet.

“I broke his penis.”

"That counts as sexual!" Said Lilian, covering his ears, switching to his magic. Daemon chuckled as she laid her head on the table.

“Prude.”

"Hush." Lilian looked over to the door as the dragon in question walked in, cracking his back as he made his way over to Daemon. "She broke your dick?"

Bakmah froze. "Broke my....Daemon!"

“No. Not your Daemon. Your dick.” Daemon squirmed a bit in her seat. “I think I am still leaking here.”

"Not on the floor!" Lamenated the white drake.

"Why did you tell him that?" Asked Bakmah with a sigh.

“Because he was being a prude...And I will let my cum leak wherever the hell I want it to in my own home, Lili.”

"I see....you dug your own hole, brother." Bakmah rolled an arm, testing it out. "Now, what did you make for breakfast?" The white drake muttered to himself as he dished up four plates, two plates with omelets on them floated towards the couple. Lilian brought one to himself and set the fourth aside for Snuffy.

“What? Where is the meat?” Daemon frowned. “No bacon? Not even sausage?”

"Well...um...you are a pony and ponies don't eat meat so I kept it off your plate."

“Ponies do not eat meat...usually. Most like to keep a vegetarian diet...but that does not mean we are not capable. And I like being capable...”

Lilian sighed. "Baks, why don't you give her half of your meat?"

"Your mistake, your meat." said Bakmah with a chuckle. "I'm sure Snuffy would love to share her meat with her mate." The drake winked and went back to his food.

"B...but..." Lilian sighed and scooped half of his untouched meat onto Daemon's plate.

"All of it."

"Oh come on!"

"Nope. All of it." said Bakmah, shaking his head. Lilian grumbled as the rest of his meat was placed on Daemon's plate. The drake sulked back to his counter and poked his food.

“I think Bakmah is just working you up to the point where you’ll eat his meat.” Daemon said thhis nonchalantly as she began eating.

"You, ma'am, are a pervert." said Bakmah as he began to eat his own food. Lilian stared at the two of them.

"Why do I live with you again?"

“Because you have no where else to go and your new girlfriend lives here.”

"Sadly." Admitted the white drake as he took a bite of his food. "Where is she, anyways?"

“I chained her to a wall in her room for talking back to me this morning.” Daemon shrugged. “You would think she would know better by now with all the stuff I do to her.”

"Wait, what?! The hell were you two arguing about?" Asked Lilian, glaring at her.

“Whether or not she was even allowed out of her room this morning. She’s gotten a bit of nerve ever since she claimed you as a mate.” Daemon nibbled at a piece of bacon.

"And why is she not allowed out then?" Asked the drake, annoyed.

“Because she was suppose to guard the entrance. And now thanks to her derelicting her duties with your two’s activities, one of my experiments escaped.”

"You're the one who told us we could go out."

“I might have made a mistake on that, considering the results.” Daemon looked up at Lilian, raising an eyebrow.

"So what, we are restricted to her room now?"

“No. She is.” Daemon leaned back in her chair, narrowing her eyes. “What she let escape is very dangerous.”

Bakmah sighed. "Would it help if I made a trip up into dragon territory and picked up some dragons, grabbed me some tigers, and stop by the Equestrian State Prison and picked up a unicorn for a new one of Snuffy's breed and use them as guardian?" Daemon didn’t even pay Bakmah any heed, keeping her gaze on Lilian.

“What she let escape is very deadly. It likes to make home in dark, warm environments...Anuses are a popular decision for it. Its body is long and brown, to camouflage. Once it has made its stake in its new home, it slowly begins killing off its host...’s sense of humor. I think it may be in you, Lili.” Daemon smiled smugly.

Lilian's eyes widened. "Wait, I...." A frown formed on his face as he realized what she was saying. "You are a bitch."

“I am not a canine of any kind, Lili. Snuffy is just cleaning up something for me and should be by anytime now.” Daemon chuckled.

Lilian crossed his arms and leaned back with a frown. "Cunt." muttered the drake as he used his magic to eat more of his breakfast.

"She does have a point, brother. I swear I can see a stick poking out your ass." said Bakmah with a chuckle.

"Shut up."

"I'm good." Bakmah stretched. "So what is it that my lovely marefriend have planned soon?"

“I told you I have to go somewhere, probably leaving as soon as I am done with breakfast. Crystal will be coming by for a small while in the throne room. I left instructions for him there, but you can go bug him if you want.”

"Nah. I got some experiments to work on. I will probably still be working on them when you return." said Bakmah with a hum.

“Alrighty. Snuffy is here.” Daemon said this just before the hybrid opened the door.

“You all began eating without Snuffy?”

"Well, um, yes?" said Lilian, blushing as he scratched behind his head. Snuffy said nothing more as she moved over to her seat and began eating.

“Snuffy saw the extra wards Daemon has set up on the backlab. The kind that are meant to be permanent...”

“Eeyup.” Daemon said before she took another bite.

"Permanent wards? Why did you put those up?" Asked Lilian, silently using his magic to cut a sausage in half and remove it from Snuffy's plate. The hybrid speared the piece of meat Lilian was trying to snatch with a claw, never even averting her eyes from Daemon. "I just wanted meat." whined the drake.

Snuffy looked over to his plate. “Why did Snuffy’s mate not cook himself some?”

"Because I didn't expect Daemon to eat any meat and it takes too long to cook enough for me." sighed Lilian.

“Then why did he not ask first?”

"Because she was off having sex with my brother."

“So that was that shaking... Why did he not ask if someone would share before trying to take?” The drake opened his mouth to speak but closed his mouth, opting to go back to eating. “Open your mouth, Lilian.” The drake stared at her for a moment before obeying. The hybrid gathered some meat from her plate, sticking it in her mouth before pulling the white drake in for a kiss and transferring the food.

Lilian stared wide eyed at her before accepting the food, closing his eyes. He kept the kiss even once he had finished the meat.

“Aww. Isn’t that cute, Bakksy? She is feeding him like a big momma bird would do her chicks.”

Lilian broke away with a gasp and glared at her. "Really?"

“Really really.” Daemon chuckled. “At least you got your meat, right? Even if it wasn’t Bakksy’s.”

“Bakmah was going to share his meat with Snuffy’s mate? Why did he not take the offer?”

"Wrong kind of meat." said Lilian with a deep blush.

“Wrong kind of meat? What kinds of meat are wrong meat?” Snuffy frowned at Lilian.

"I'll give you hint on what meat they are talking about. You almost took it away from him yesterday."

“But Snuffy did not try to take any meat away from anyone.”

"Another hint, you sucked on it yesterday when we were trying out that 'mating technique'." Snuffy blinked, thinking for a moment before her eyes widened.

“Oh...Snuffy did not think of that...” She looked down at her plate as if it was something alien. “Meat...”

"The meat we are eating is not genitalia from any animal, I know that for sure." said Lilian as he sat back. "It was a term she was using."

“Are you really sure about that, Lili? You did get it from my stock...” Daemon lifted up a sausage, suckling on it loudly.

"Then I will consider buying fresh meat for our next meal."

“There is that escaped experiment again, rearing its ugly head in Lili.”

"I have a sense of humor, I just don't like the thought of eating an animal’s penis."

“Even if it’s coming from you girlfriend’s mouth.” Daemon pushed her plate to Bakmah. “Plus, a penis is a good source of protein.”

"You've eaten animal cock?" Asked Bakmah as he finished his food.

“No, but I have eaten yours.” Daemon gave him a wink before moving away from the table. “But alas. While I would love to stay and...chat, I must be off.” Daemon trotted over to Bakmah, leaning in and giving him a kiss. “I will see you later.”

"And I you. And trust me when I say I will have a surprise waiting for you." said the drake with a chuckle. With that, Daemon bowed and disappear. The drake sighed as he pushed both the plates away, standing up.

"Well, I should head off and prepare my experiment. Do try to keep Crystal out of my lab and me and Daemon's bedroom." The drake cracked his back again. "I hate it when these things get stiff." Daemon suddenly popped in, sitting on Bakmah’s head.

“But I love it when you’re stiff.” She said before disappearing again. Snuffy just stared at where Daemon was before reaching over and grabbing the mare’s plate.

"I forgot she could do that." muttered the drake. "And you know full well I didn't mean that." He turned back to Lilian. "But yes, please keep Crystal out of my lab and bedroom when he comes."

"Alright, but what does he look like. I never met this 'Crystal.'" said Lilian, rolling his claw. Bakmah coughed awkwardly into his claw.

"A Pegasus mare." Bakmah shifted a bit as his brother stared at him.

"I swear I walked into the weirdest shit ever...." Lilian shook his head. "Alright, go do whatever you need to do. We will keep her....him away." Bakmah nodded his thanks before disappearing. Snuffy waited a moment before turning to the white drake with a smile.

“Lilian!” She laughed before tackling him to the ground, wrapping her tail around his as she kiss him deeply.

Lilian yelped as he fell. He stared at her for a moment before leaning into the kiss, wrapping his arms around her. So much for a clean kitchen floor.

“Bakksy~ I am home. Got my stuff done but I have a feeling OreoCookie is going to have a fit about that cut away earlier.”

Bakmah sat on the bed, drawing on a piece of paper with a crayon. One could just make up the writing underneath it as the small drake scribbled. The baby drake looked up to see Daemon. He grinned and held up a very poor drawing of a dragon.

"It's a dwagon!" Exclaimed the drake happily. The little drake hopped off the bed and skipped over to the mare before wrapping his claws around her foreleg with a giggle. "You look pwetty."

Daemon blinked at him before looking up at the sheet of paper which had a note written underneath all of the crayon.

Dear Daemon, I was a bit curious on your parenting skills since you already raised one yourself. To see this, I put a spell on myself, sending my body and mind back to when I was no older than five for twenty four hours.

Hope you have fun, Bakksy~

P.S. I was curious in my youth.

Daemon blinked at the note before turning her head, finding Little Bakmah face first in her 'Toy' drawer. "Bakmah, get out of there!" Said Daemon, pulling the dragon away by his tail.

The baby drake whimpered. "I just was looking for some toys." The drake looked up at her with huge puppy dog eyes. "Can I have the toys?" Daemon blushed.

"No, not those toys." The mare set Bakmah on the bed before putting child locks on all the drawers. "Those are Mama's toys."

"But I want to play with the toys!" Cried out Bakmah, flailing about. A sudden ball of fire flew out of his claw, barely missing Daemon and setting fire to the bed. A piece of paper popped into existence in front of her.

Congrats! You just pissed off a foal! Okay, not really a good thing, but still. Dragon God children are naturally attuned to both the four elements and the heavens, making fits a bitch to deal with. I advise keeping me away from anything valuable and flammable.

Yours truly, Bakksy~

"You got to be kidding me." muttered Daemon. She sighed and turned to where she set Bakmah earlier, finding him gone. She heard a giggle by the fire and slowly turned her head, finding Bakmah bouncing on the now bonfire that once was her bed. The flames went harmlessly over his scales as he jumped in joy. "As if we didn’t have enough problems to deal with right now... You having fun there, Little one? " Daemon trotted over to the flaming bed with a smile.

The little dragon giggled as he jumped from the bed to try and tackle Daemon, paying no heed to the fact that ponies are flammable and dragons are not. Daemon was ready for this, catching the little drake in her magic. “Now then, are you hungry?” Daemon put all the flames out before bringing Bakmah around and setting him on her back.

"Uh huh!" The dragon lightly kicked her sides with his feet. "To the kitchens, steed!" Daemon took a deep breath before looking back at the little dragon.

“You do that again and I’ll hang you from the ceiling by your tail, okay?” Daemon said this with the sweetest smile on her face. “Now, if you sit there and be a good little one, Daemon may get you a treat.” Before Bakmah could answer, a scroll popped into existence in front of her.

Threatening child? Really? I understand if I hopped on your back and called you a horse, but a child? I would threaten them with something less...drastic.

Strike one.

Daemon took ahold of the scroll with her magic before setting it aflame. “I only do it because it’s you, Bakksy... Pulling this stunt on me now.”

"Is Daddy in trouble, Mommy?" Asked little Bakmah, tilting his head to the side.

“Verily so, but it nothing you should concern yourself with, Little one. Now lets go get that meal and no more kicking.”

"Okay." said the drake somberly. Just as they left the room, Lilian exited Bakmah's lab with a sigh, freezing as he caught the sight of the same drake on Daemon's back.

"What the..." The white drake looked back at the lab doors behind him. "But I just saw you in there..." Lilian grabbed his head with a sigh. "I'm going to see if we have any alcohol, I feel like I need it."

“No alcohol allowed in this home. You want to drown your confusion, go elsewhere. Now, we are going to fill our bellies, aren’t we, Little one?” Daemon bounced the baby drake with a small laugh as she headed for the kitchen.

"Yup!" Said the baby drake with a giggle, wrapping his arms around her neck.

“Now Lili, if you do see Bakmah again, could you give him a message for me?” Daemon stopped at the kitchen door, looking back at the white drake.

"Well, uh, sure." said Lilian, blinking at her.

“Tell him to run.” Daemon nodded to him before going into the kitchen.

Lilian gulped. "W-will do." The drake slowly backed up into the lab, slamming the door behind him. Daemon let out a breath, walking over to the table.

“So, what do you want to eat?”

The drake stuck out his tongue, putting a claw to his chin. "How about...ice cream!"

“Unfortunately, we do not have any ice cream right now. I replaced it all with frozen yogurt...it’s just not the same.” Daemon said forlornly.

"Aw." The drake looked around the kitchen with a pout, sniffing around. His eyes lit up as he looked at one of the cabinets. "Rubies!"

“Okay, but only a few.” Daemon opened the cabinet, pulling out Bakmah’s little stash. “Hmm. I think these three should do finely.” Daemon selected three red gems and placed them in front of the baby drake.

The drake giggled as he picked one up, chewing on it with glee. “Now, what should I eat...” Daemon opened her freezer, looking at the stores of frozen yogurt in slight disgust. “I guess...a sandwich...” Daemon moved to the fridge before assembling herself a simple sandwich.

Bakmah giggled softly as he nuzzled into her mane after finishing his rubies. "Thank you, Mommy." said the drake quietly. Daemon nuzzled the little drake back.

“You are welcome, little one.” Daemon took a deep breath. “Now, would you like to draw some more?”

"Mhmm!" The drake's eyes lit up. A small stack of paper and some crayons appeared next to him on the table.

“There you are.” Daemon took a bite of her sandwich as she watched the little drake.

The drake giggled as he started drawing. His claws went faster than what should be possible, crayons floating above his head, mainly dark colours. His smile disappeared as he drew more, dark colours dominating the page as he did so.

Bakmah pushed the paper aside as he replaced the dark colors aside and replaced them with brighter colors, humming as his smile returned.

“You looked very serious with your last drawing, Little one. Is it important?”

"It was a vision." said the drake with a hum as he kept drawing.

“May I see it?” The drake paused. He looked at the drawing before slowly pushing it towards her. The drawing looked more like an expertly drawn painting, the background and picture itself being finely detailed and shaded. However, this made the picture even more disturbing.

It showed the throne room, what looked like rain coming from a hole in the ceiling. Scavenger animals lurked in the shadows, watching the two figures in the center of the picture. A purple unicorn mare holding onto a grey dragon, crying as she held his corpse. Even the hole in his stomach was extremely detailed that professional artists who have worked on their art for decades would have been proud.

“Hmm.” Daemon slowly pushed the picture away. “That is quite an interesting drawing there, Little one. I will remember it.”

"I'm glad you liked it." said the drake as he went back to his usual five year old drawing style. Daemon just sat there, watching him as she finished her sandwich.

“So...” She said, wiping her mouth. “Did your...daddy tell you anything?”

"He told me to stay put and wait for Mommy." said Little Bakmah as he added grass to his field. "He said he was busy and would play with me later."

“It that so?” Daemon looked over the picture he was drawing now. “I would like to know what he is up to...”

"He didn't say. He said he had to keep it a secret."

“Some secrets aren’t meant to be kept...” Daemon picked up the baby drake with her magic and set him on her back again. “I think we should go pay him a visit.”

"But wouldn't he get mad?" Asked the drake.

“It’s not him that is getting mad...” Daemon made her way out of the kitchen and towards Bakmah’s lab. “He should have known better than to pull something like this...”

"I don't like those doors." said the baby dragon quietly, staring at the lab entrance.

“Don’t worry, I am right here with you.” Daemon smiled back at the baby dragon before pushing through the doors of Bakmah’s lab. “Oh Bakksy~” Suddenly, the weight on her back disappeared with a yelp.

"I'm not coming out until I'm sure my well being is no longer on danger." said Bakmah's voice from a swirling black orb where his desk usually laid. A grey smoke came from behind Daemon and snaked its way through the air before going into the orb.

“I can tell you that your well being is going to be in even more danger if you do not come out right now.” Daemon’s tone stayed leveled and even her face showed no signs of her being angry, yet... “You have to the count of three. One...”

There was a sigh as the front half of the orb disappeared, the drake sitting in a swivel chair just inside. "Happy?"

“Happy? Far from it right now, Bakmah. Just what do you think you are accomplishing here?” Daemon glared at the dragon.

The orb closed in a small bit. "Sate a paranoia of mine. Nothing that needs to be worried about."

“A paranoia? You are putting me through this because of a little paranoia you have?! Do you not realize how painful that was for me?! How much it tore at my heart, like ripping open an old wound, because I knew it was all fake. Just a mockery of what I had and what I could have? Did I do this to you when I was a filly? Did I call you daddy or anything like that? Yes I acted like a foal at times but I did not act like your foal.” Daemon stamped a hoof on the ground angrily. “And how dare you. How DARE you bring my parenting into question. Do you know how much of an insult that is to me?! What were you going to do if I failed it, huh? Were you going to leave me?! I think I might fail it just to see if you have the balls to do so!” Daemon stood there glaring at the dragon, her mouth turned into a frown as she waited for him to say something.

Bakmah took a breath. "Do I not have a sound reason to be paranoid? Am I not allowed after Elthin? After my unborn?" He stood, the swirling black mass surrounding him humming as it increased speed. "And if you do not remember, I had to kill you as a foal.. An act that has haunted me for two damned millennia." He growled as he stepped closer. "And how dare you for even thinking that I would leave you! After I nearly killed myself in your soul I will not simply walk away until my job is finished! I even made a promise never to leave you!! Have you forgotten that already?!" The crown of dark energy slowly became to form on his head, one arm lighting on fire while the other became covered in rock shards.

“None of the reasons you mentioned gives you sound reason to be paranoid of me. The filly thing was before I even knew of what you had done. Speaking of...” Daemon looked him over. “Look at yourself, Bakmah. What are you planning to do like that? If you are wanting to strike out at me, go ahead. You can’t permanently kill me anyways. I will make sure you will not leave this room, though. I will make sure you will not hurt anyone else, remember?”

The drake stared at her before looking down at his arms. Bakmah fell to his knees, the swirling mass slowly disappearing from behind him. The last thing to disappear was his crown, evaporating in a wisp of smoke. He stared at his claws in shock and fear before curling into a ball in the center of the room.

“Bakmah, when you decide to stop wallowing in your self pity, I think we need to have a talk. I’ll be in my room.” Daemon quickly turned around and headed out of the lab.

"Our room." said the drake softly as he stood. He took a deep breath and went out after her. He made his way to their room, finding Daemon sitting on the bed.

“Bakmah... What makes you think I would not be a good parent?”

"I didn't say you wouldn't be." He shifted so he was leaning against the door frame. "I was just interested in your parenting method."

“Testing my methods are not being just interested in them. You were grading something or else you would have never made the whole strike one thing...”

Bakmah took a breath. "I was grading how you dealt punishment to children."

Daemon took a deep breath, placing a hoof on the bridge of her muzzle and rubbing. “I really want to know what you were planning with this. What were you going to if I did turn out to be too harsh of a parent?”

"Then I was going to be the opposite and vice versa if you were to....kind. An equal balance of the two."

“That is just stupid. You do not raise a child like that. It would do more harm if one parent was overly nice while the other was extremely strict.” Daemon fell back in the bed. “There needs to be a balance with both of us...”

"That is about the only way I learned how to raise my child. I never got to see the result." Bakmah let his head fall back against the wall.

“I saw it a lot. One parent being incredibly harsh while the other too kind. It made the more docile and shy when they were older. They got walked on a lot more than others...”

"Amara wasn't too strict but wasn't overly nice either." He sighed. "Elthin was extremely energetic and a sweet drake."

“See, a balance in each parent.” Daemon sighed. “Bakmah... What has happened has me questioning things now...”

"Like what?"

“I do want a foal, but how is it going to turn out if we act like this?” She rolled over and looked at him. “Would it really be a good thing if we had a foal together?”

"As of right now? No." He sighed as he looked at her. "Fighting nearly everyday will not be beneficial to our child. I...I think we should wait a while until we settle down a bit more. It hasn't even been who knows how long since we first started dating...er...got together." He shifted. "Do YOU think it would be a good thing if we had a foal?"

“I think both of us have some problems we need to solve before we have one.” Daemon sighed. “But I think once those problems are solved, we will be able to raise a child we both can be very proud of.”

Bakmah chuckled slightly. "Then we should hurry up and get those problems solved before Starsoul summons me." Daemon huffed.

“All the bodies I have are still barren. I need to make one that is actually fertile before anything is to happen...”

"So you are saying making a body is harder for you than me? I only do it in a few minutes." said Bakmah with a smirk.

“I did not say it was hard for me to make bodies. I said none that I have are fertile. Listen to me, Bakmah.”

“Then what is so hard about making a fertile one?”

“...Bakmah, I just said I do not have any fertile ones, nothing about their difficulty to make...” She spoke very slowly to him.

“You were making it seem like it.” The drake sighed. “I need to work on that.” mumbled the drake.

“To paying attention? Yes.” Daemon giggled. “But anyways, we will not be able to have a foal until I make a fertile body...” Daemon rolled to her hooves and got up. “And when I do get pregnant, I can’t switch betweens bodies or it could kill the foal.”

“That would be a waste of my sanity if you killed it by switching bodies.” He pushed himself off the wall. “So we got about a year to fix our problems and keep ourselves from killing each other every other day.”

“I don’t think we’re killing each other every other day, but... maybe pushing each others button might not be a good idea...”

"We have been doing more than pushing buttons since I almost went ape shit earlier."

“Hmm. What do you suppose we do, Bakksy?” Daemon hopped off the bed and sat down in front of it. “Do you think we should go to couples counseling?”

"I thought couples counseling was for married couples. Plus, I don't think there is a counselor for gods." said the drake, sliding to the floor.

“Doesn’t have to be for gods. Just somepony knowledgeable on relationships. Or do you consider our relationship to be godly and above those of mere mortals?”

"Considering we sneeze and a city disappears in ash or a crater, maybe a little." The drake chuckled lightly. "Though I'm surprised you want to open up to a counselor about our problems."

“I am willing to do something like this because I love you, Bakmah. I want us to work out and how things are...” She trotted over to the drake. “I see a rocky time in our future if something doesn’t change.”

"Then I am willing to go through counseling if it is to fix our relationship." He smiled softly at her. Daemon sighed as she laid up against him.

“But do you know any good relationship counselors?”

"None that are alive." He wrapped his arms around her.

“You think Celestia would be a good counselor? She does seem to have some knowledge about that stuff considering she has never had a full time relationship before...”

"But would she be willing to counsel us? The three of us haven't had the happiest past."

“It never hurts to ask, Bakksy dear.” Daemon chuckled as she nuzzled the dragon. “How bad do you think Lilian is scarred right now?”

"Nothing a round with Snuffy wouldn't fix." Bakmah leaned down and kissed her forehead. "I'm still going to pay for this later, aren't I"

“Oh...I can think of a few punishments that I could put you through. I wonder how much you could actually take though...”

"You’re mean to me." said Bakmah with a mock pout.

“But you love every second of it, don’t you?” Daemon nipped playfully at the dragon. “...Do you?”

"The maids outfit was questionable...." He chuckled. "But other than that, I have enjoyed it. A whole lot better than the past two millennia.”

“What?! I thought you looked absolutely sexy in that maids outfit. You really didn’t like it?”

"I didn't like parading around town in it. I never said I didn't like it." He stuck his tongue out at her.

“So you would be more than willing to wear it for me again? Just around the home?” Daemon looked up at him with big pleading eyes that were teary.

"I swear I will be the major softy with our child." said the drake with a sigh. "I would."

“Thank you, Bakksy.” The drake could feel some cloth settle on his back. “That can be for later. Our child is going to be able to walk all over you.” Daemon giggled as she snuggled against the dragon.

The drake sighed as he tightened his grip. "So, what do we do know? Or are we just going to sit here and cuddle for the next few hours?"

“I like the cuddling option.”

"Same. Pony fur is much softer than scales. If only I could snuggle it forever. Oh wait, I already can." He chuckled as he snuggled up on the mare. Daemon shouldered him lightly.

“I am not gonna have you hang on me like some lost puppy.” She stuck out her tongue.

"But you're so cuddly." said the drake with a pout, nuzzling her lightly.

“I know. I do think I am the only mare who could cuddle herself if she wanted...or does it work like that?”

"I'm not sure, but knowing what we are, I wouldn't be surprised if we had sex with ourselves." Daemon stayed quiet for a bit longer than Bakmah was longer with.

“You know...I could actually accomplish that. I have never even thought about that until you said something.”

"I'm not going to walk into you eating yourself out, am I?"

“I know how I taste. It wouldn’t be as easy as that. I would have to be using the other body as almost like a puppet. It would be better just to make myself male and rutt the other body. It might be a good way to test those special ones for you.”

"I need to be careful around you." said Bakmah with a sigh before craning his neck around and capturing her mouth in his. "But I never learn."

“And I doubt you ever will.” Daemon closed her eyes and smiled. “When do you think Star will call you back? I am missing my ice cream.”

"Not sure. Depends on how fast she works and how much needs fixing." He sighed. "Could be a few hours, a few days, a few months, a few years even, we may never know until it happens."

“That’s a comforting thought.” Daemon grumbled as she squirmed. “So what do you want to do?”

"I'm not sure. I'm content to do whatever at this point."

“Lay on top of me...”

"You want me....to lay on you?" Asked the drake, staring at her.

“Mhmm. Just right on top. Don’t worry, you’re not going to hurt me by doing it.”

"Alright...." Bakmah bit his lip as he pushed himself on top of her before laying his weight down on her. "Good?"

“Like a big, warm blanket.” Daemon purred as she pushed her head up under his. “Why are you so nervous? Just relax...”

Bakmah took a deep breath, relaxing his muscles. "Better?" He could feel Daemon lift her head a bit as if to look at him.

“Does this make you uncomfortable?”

"No. I just didn't expect it."

“Haven’t you learned by now? I always do the unexpected. You can expect that.”

He chuckled. "And its things like that that make me love you more."

“Mhmm.” Daemon squirmed under him before letting out a relieved sigh. “I really do enjoy your weight on my back. It is just comforting to me.”

"I'm just very comfortable." He nipped her ear. "Just as long as I don't crush you."

“It would take more than a lightweight like you to crush me.” Daemon flicked the offended ear. “So you like having me under you?”

"I like to be dominate on occasion."

“So you think you’re showing dominance like this? When I am the one that told you to do so?” Daemon chuckled from underneath the drake. “And here I was just thinking you were still wanting to cuddle.”

"And cuddling leads to sex most of the time." said Bakmah with a chuckle.

“Is that what you’re wanting?”

"Only if you want it as well."

“I am not going to stop you, Bakksy.” Daemon shifted under him, pressing her rear up against him to give the dragon a better angle.

"Sometimes I wonder if you enjoy this too much." he said softly as he began to rub his growing member against her.

“You should know.” Daemon said with a low moan. “You’ve felt what it’s like to be me.”

"And I enjoyed it." He pushed himself into her marehood, moaning softly into her mane as he did.

“Maybe too much.” Daemon groaned as the dragon began to move.

The mare and drake laid side by side, both panting for breath after their endeavors. Neither of them quite remembered how they got into the kitchen, but both knew one thing for sure.

“That was the best sex we have ever had!” Daemon laughed as she threw her hooves forward, up into the air. Bakmah turned his head to eye the mare next to him, wondering how she had the energy to do that so soon.

“It...was...” He managed out as Daemon scooted up close to and snuggled him. “I didn’t even know...that one position was possible...without breaking something.”

The mare next to him gave out a low chuckle. “Me neither.” Her smile faded a bit as she bit her lip. “Though, the readers are going to be a bit peeved that the scene was just skipped like that.”

“What?” Bakmah frowned in return. “What readers? What are you talking about?”

“Oh well. There are some things I do wish to keep private. They’ll just have to learn that and know that I am always watching every single one of them...” Bakmah just continued to stare at the smirking mare for a moment more before shaking his head.

“Daemon...I love you.”