An Offering to Zekenee

"Where are we going?" I inquired, following behind my dragons to some unknown place hidden within the cave.

"To Zekenee's corridor," answered Sharif, flashing me a smile.

"Zekenee has his own area of the cave?" I questioned in disbelief.

"Yes, Zekenee is the god of samirs and sexuality," reminded Kamau, "and for that every dragon wants his favor. These rooms are where dragons can give their offerings."

"Really?" I asked, my curiosity piqued, "what do you offer him?" Jiya chuckled and said, "There are various ways for a person to try and please Zekenee. Samirs will usually just go and talk. Dragons still looking for their samir will usually pleasure themselves. Samirs also sometimes mate to show their appreciation." I blushed, thinking of everything my dragons and I could do in one of Zekenee's rooms to show our appreciation.

"Is that why we're gong there? To make an offering?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm sure you remember Zekenee telling us to pay our respects to our gods more often. We have his favor and should so as he asks," replied Kamau, opening one of the many doors.

The room was even more lavish than our room. There was a huge canopy bed in the left corner that was covered in silky black sheets along with a matching couch and chair in the center of the room. There was even a small pool in the right corner surrounded by lush, colorful plants.

"We have come to pay our respects Zekenee," announced Kamau with a bow. I followed Kamau's example, giving a quick bow of my own before walking into the room.

"I've missed this room," voiced Sharif, looking around the room before jumping onto the bed, " I would snuggle into this bed some nights and beg Zekenee to give me a samir. I never expected him to bless me with three."

"I told you to be patient and you would get what you desired," reminded Zekenee, popping out of thin air to sit beside Sharif, "I thought you were beautiful--and training to be a solider at that. Now you're a solider and have you samirs." I gapped at the black-haired god, amazed that he would just randomly pop up for a chat.

"Don't be so surprised, Roscoe," voiced Zekenee, turning his golden eyes to me, "I've been planning this group of centuries."

"Then dragon gods are also the gods of humans?" I inquired, confused.

"I never said that," said Zekenee, smiling secretively, "but I just came to say that I'm glad to see you're taking my advice seriously. Have fun!" With that said Zekenee disappeared as quickly as he appeared.

"That's one thing I never liked about the gods," muttered Jiya, looking disgruntled, "they're always appearing one minute and disappearing the next."

"Don't anger the Gods," warned Kamau, looking wary, "your punishment would effect us all."

"Sharif was not the only one to come to Zekenee," stated Jiya with a glare," he know very well that I appreciate all he has given me."

"So, what we going to do here?" I inquired, trying to distract Kamau and Jiya from their would-be argument.

"You're all going to come over and lay with me," replied Sharif from his spot on the bed. I didn't argue with that and flopped down on the bed beside him.

"Come on you two," I urged, looking at Kamau and Jiya, "I'm sure Zekenee doesn't want you two to argue."

"We're no longer arguing," voiced Kamau, but they both headed over to us and crawled into bed. I gave a sigh of contentment as Kamau curled up around me and I watched as Jiya curled up next to Sharif.

"You know," I voiced, tangling my legs up with Kamau's, " we could lay around like this all day and I would still feel like we should spend more time together."

"It's the samir connection," stated Sharif with a pleased smile.

"Sometimes I wonder if this is what it feels like to everyone who's in love or if I'm just lucky," I voiced, staring up at the ceiling.

"People who love one another, but are not samirs feel love, but there's not that great connection, not that want and will to do anything to be with the other," stated Kamau, draping one of his sky blue wings over me.

"Hmmm. Does every dragon have a samir?" I inquired, trying to figure out more about dragon life and culture.

"It is said every dragon has one, but some aren't lucky enough to find their samir," answered Kamau, licking my cheek.

"That must be horrible, being surrounded by samirs and not having one of your own," I murmured, wondering briefly what my life would be like had I never met my dragons. I didn't like the idea.

"Most dragons travel a lot to improve their chance," voiced Sharif, snuggling up to me under Kamau's wing, "if I hadn't met Kamau and Jiya when I did I probably would have moved on."

"That's part of my reason for becoming an explorer," admitted Jiya, pulling Sharif back over to him and snuggling.

We laid there in silence for a few minute and I decided to take action. "We should show Zekenee our apprciation in a more entertaining way." To make my point I rolled over and straddled Sharif's hips.

"You're insatiable," teased Sharif, wrapping his arms around my waist, "ever since we binded you've wanted to mate constantly."

"I can't help it," I murmured, giving an embarrassed blush, "I just keep wanting it."

"Ummmm. I'm always happy to oblige," purred Jiya, grabbing at me, but Sharif rolled us over so Jiya couldn't get me.

"I don't think so. He came to me and he's mine until one of us says otherwise," voiced Sharif, nuzzling my neck.

"It is rather curious about Roscoe's increased sexual appetite," mused Kamau, looking thoughtful before his face went completely neutral. "Zekenee." The god appeared, chuckling, and said, "Well, lets just say I have adopted Roscoe and he may have retained some of my personality quirks."

"And it all makes sense," announced Jiya with a laugh, "you have blessed us well Zekenee."

"Ah. I thought you would enjoy it," said Zekenee with a wink, "now, stop calling me. I'm not answering again."

We all laid in silence for a moment.

"Maybe we should get going," I suggested with a sigh, "of we get involved in something I have a feeling we'll be here all day."

"I'm not ready to go," stated Sharif, frowning, but something in his golden eyes told me he wasn't telling me the whole truth.

"What aren't you telling me?" I questioned, eyeing him suspiciously.

"Well, if you want to mate then let's mate," answered Sharif, "it's not like I don't want to. Everyone is just so busy, but we have time now. Lets mate." I looked at Sharif carefully, trying to see if he was offering more out of guilt than want. I only saw genuine want along with a little worry in his serpent eyes and I decided I could deal with that.

"Then, lets give Zekenee an offering he'll never forget," I murmured, pulling Sharif into a kiss while Jiya and Kamau chuckled. And we did give Zekenee an offering that he'd never forget--or at least that's what he told us.

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I had so much free reign with this one shot I really didn't know what to do so I apologize, but this one was a little shattered brain. I could think of anything else though. However, I liked the main idea I got for this so this might be somewhat of a preview. I think I might write another two stories over these four. Anyway, this was set in the future that I hadn't shown you yet so if it doesn't make too much sense then you should understand it later. Hope you liked it!