"Fancy meeting you here," remarked Blaine in a playful Hollywood Western accent. "Didn't think you'd come 'round to these here parts."

I giggled and held up my arms. "Of course I would, Blaine. Kiss, please?"

Blaine laughed and easily scooped my form up, smiling even more brightly after we pecked each other's lips and faces. I snuggled into his arms and sighed softly while he gently bounced me in the doorway of his room. Blaine pressed his lips to my crown, then just leaned on the doorframe for a minute. Damon passed by, so we gave him kisses and made his cheeks and halo turn pink. That made Blaine and I smile and wave at Damon as he headed to the kitchen for food before his part-time job needed him.

"Blaine, what would you like to do or not do today?"

He chuckled heartily. "I would love to just relax with you, Anwyll. We don't need to go anywhere or do anything special. I just want to be with you."

I smiled happily. "Sounds good. How about we figure out where the borders of the surrounding national forest are and then I fly to anywhere you want in that area? We can just enjoy nature and each other without any interruptions."

Blaine petted my hair. "That sounds perfect. I can pull up a map of the forest's borders on my phone, then I'll pick a spot when we're up in the air."

I agreed, so Blaine stepped backwards into his room and partially closed the door with his left foot. He plopped down on the end of the bed and held me on his lap with his left hand, using his right one to get what we needed onscreen. I hummed to myself, my tail wiggling as a subtle show of happiness while Blaine nuzzled the right side of my head. His left arm coiled tighter around my waist as he moved his phone towards me.

"See the red dot?" asked Blaine, so I nodded. "I marked where our home is located. Do you see the thin black line going around this section? That's the border of the state park."

"Ooh, okay. And how many miles roughly is it away from here? Air miles would be nice but not needed."

"It looks to be about two air miles."

"All right, sounds great. Do you want me to make something to take with us? I can just procure everything else if we need it."

Blaine hummed, then cuddled my form. "How about mac and cheese?"

I grinned, tilting my head back to kiss his face. Blaine smiled at me, pushing his fingers through my hair. The plans were made, so Blaine set me down and pocketed his phone into an over-the-shoulder bag, then gathered a few other things. I hugged his hips, then hurried out of the room to get to the kitchen. I almost ran into Matteo, but he chuckled and gently tousled my hair.

"Hi, Mattie." I beamed, wrapping my arms around his hips. "It's Blaine's turn today."

He smiled and nodded. "All right, Master."

Matteo knelt at my feet and kissed the backs of my hands, then I bent over and kissed his lips. "I love you, Mattie. Have a good day, okay?"

He solemnly agreed, so I wondered if he was still thinking about the past or if something troubling happened. Either way, we would talk about it during our next date.

"Do you want to have our day tomorrow?"

Matteo pouted. "I wish we could, Master, but I have work tomorrow. How about in a few days?"

"Okay, Mattie." I smiled, hugging his neck. "Take care of yourself, my handsome bull."

Matteo blushed and hugged my form. "Yes, Master, I promise."

I pecked his lips and tried to help him up while not using my dragon strength. That made Matteo chuckle. He hugged my form to his side and then quickly stepped diagonally across the hallway to his room. Before Matteo went inside, he waved with a cute smile. My heart squeezed. My Mattie is super cute. But I have a task to do, so I must get to the kitchen.

When I arrived, Damon was rifling through the pantry. I asked, "Could you please pass me the macaroni noodles, Day?"

Damon inhaled sharply and jumped, so I giggled and rubbed his back. "Sorry for scaring you, Day. I just need the noodles and a little smooch from you."

Damon was quick to dive into the shelves and grab the bag I needed, then swiftly turned around and bent over. I giggled against his lips, now loosely hugging his neck and shoulders. Damon's silver hair with black roots hadn't faded. It still looks interesting, but what was his original hair color? I keep forgetting to ask him. Maybe I'll set a mental reminder with my magic and ask him on our next date.

"Annie, you promised me a kiss."

"That I did, my cute angel."

Damon flushed beet-red and his halo turned very pink, then he breathed a sigh after our lips briefly met. It was clear he wanted more, so I kissed him again—this time with tongue. Damon groaned under his breath and grabbed my waist, pulling my small form closer.

"Mon, I know Anwyll is cute, but he's mine for today."

Damon pouted against my lips and then straightened. "I know, Laine."

Blaine chuckled and backed us further inside the pantry, letting Damon's back hit the shelves. "I'm just teasing you, Mon. Gimme a kiss, my adorable angel."

Damon's heart pounded, which made me grin. I heard a smack of lips, then the kiss deepened. Sandwiched between the pair, I could feel their bulges growing. I blushed and magically extricated myself.

"You two enjoy each other and use the magic barrier. I'm going to make the food you want, Blaine."

Blaine gave me a thumbs up, so I erected the sound and visual barrier. Although I could still see them, anyone else would not be able to do so. Luckily, the sounds are silenced to me so I can focus on preparing the meal.

While the pasta water heated up, I took some extra time to get more things out to have food available for any of my other lovers who wanted to eat. I made a bunch sandwiches for everyone, including a couple of ones with gluten-free bread for Zaire. Thinking of which, can't I just get rid of his dairy and gluten allergies with magic? Why does he have to suffer with them? Well, I'll ask Zaire on our day together soon what he thinks about that idea.

I stirred the macaroni noodles in contemplative silence, now almost boiled to perfection. I sensed someone behind me, but I wasn't frightened this time like with Gavin. Ambrose curled his arms around my waist and kissed my crown.

"Hi, Rose. Feeling a little deja vu?"

Ambrose chuckled. "Yes, I suppose I am. The first conversation we had was while you were using the kitchen here for the first time. You were making pancakes, I believe."

"What a memory," I remarked with a happy grin, hugging his arms for a second before Ambrose took the pot of scaldingly hot water and proceeded to pour out all the liquid. "Thanks, Rose."

"You are very welcome, my little wolf."

Once finished, Ambrose easily put the heavy pot back onto the stove for me. I remained standing on my step-stool and held up my arms, so Ambrose took that as a sign to pick me up. I hugged his neck and kissed his flushed cheeks.

"I love you, Rose." I smiled happily, my tail wiggling against his left side. "Today is Blaine's turn. Do you need to feed? If you're free tomorrow, we can have our date."

Ambrose's silver-eyed gaze turned heated. His lips curled in a pleased smirk and I caught sight of his fang tips. I gently pecked his lips, then Ambrose deepened the kiss. But before I could get too absorbed, I leaned back and cupped his handsome face.

"Rose, is that all right?"

"Absolutely, my beloved Anwyll." replied Ambrose, then kissed my cheeks and let Daviel do the same before he set my feet on the step-stool again.

He told me to say hello to Blaine for him, then he silently made his way out of the room. After Ambrose left, I went back to work making Blaine's favorite mac and cheese. I could sense that my paired beloveds were basically finished, but I left the barrier alone until I was certain they'd had their fun. And by that time rolled around, I was already packing away the super buttery, extra cheesy, and perfectly salty pasta.

"Sorry, Anwyll." remarked Blaine, sheepishly coming over to me. Damon followed suit with a heavy blush, his neck and shoulders riddled with hickeys.

I chuckled. "You don't need to apologize for loving on Day, Blaine. Yes, I know it's our long-awaited date, but I love you both and I am happy when you have time for each other."

Damon flushed beet-red and he hugged my form tightly. "I love you, Anwyll. You're super cute."

My tail wiggled, then wagged when Blaine captured us in a hug. I giggled and grinned, then pecked their lips.

"Now, you need to rest before work because your hips are weak, Day. Blaine and I will be going to the national forest today. There's leftover mac and cheese as well as turkey club sandwiches. The two on a separate plate are for Zaire."

Damon's smile broadened. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Not long after that, I finished packing up the mac and cheese with fruit as our dessert, then loaded some water bottles into my backpack. I gave that to Blaine to carry since my lovers always want me to rely on them in some way. In the backyard, I shifted into my wolf-dragon form and let Blaine climb up, settling himself behind my neck. Just in case, I used magic to glue him in place.

"Ready, Blaine?"

"Yes!" he called back, so I grinned and got up.

I pumped my wings and started walking, then picked up speed and jumped. Within a few hair-raising seconds, I was flying again. Blaine was a little alarmed at first, but he held onto my neck as we began to rise in altitude. Because I didn't want us to be seen, I created an illusion that we were just a big bird.

I pumped to get up into the clouds, making sure that Blaine could breathe well. I could sense that his thoughts were whirling, yet none of them were focused on us or the surroundings. To get Blaine out of that frame of mind, I decided to be a little bold.

"You're glued onto me, but hang on!" I exclaimed, letting him get fistfuls of my fur before taking a nosedive with my wings pinned.

Blaine squeezed the sides of my neck and I spiraled, then snapped my wings out before we hit the treetops. There was a bit of strain, but it felt good to just pass over the tops of the pine trees. I rose in altitude again to get our bearings, but then heard Blaine's relieved laughter.

"I thought we were going to die." he muttered, then hugged my neck.

"Sorry, Blaine. Your thoughts were kind of all over the place. I thought it'd be better to get your mind back with me."

"Oh, sorry. I've had a lot on my mind as of late."

"Am I allowed to hear about that when we get to a good spot?"

Blaine chuckled. "Sure, Anwyll. I'd like that."

"Marvelous," I replied with a happy smile. "I think we've just passed the border of the forest. I'll fly lower so you can point out a spot."

"Thank you."

It took a few minutes and several figure-eights before Blaine chose a very picturesque spot. I flapped while descending onto the top of the cliff next to the waterfall that fell much more than a hundred feet. After my hind paws hit the ground near a pine tree, I curled my talons over the edge of the strong rock face. Blaine slid off once I released my magic, then he hissed when his feet hit the ground.

"Were your feet asleep, Blaine?"

"A little," he breathed. "Are you going to shift back?"

I stood up a bit and shook out my fur, then laid down with my talons over the edge. "Do you want me to?"

Blaine plopped down next to me and crossed his legs, leaning into my side. I shrank down to the size of a Quarter horse, so Blaine was able to snuggle against my side.

"Let's stay like this for a little longer," murmured Blaine, exhaustion in his voice.

"Do you want to talk now or after our nap?"

Blaine clutched my scruff and rubbed his face into my fur, so I moved my right wing to hug his form. I curled tighter around Blaine and tucked my nose down, hearing his breathing even out while I closed my eyes.

The next time I opened them, Blaine was still asleep. I yawned and stretched my talons, then gazed around the mountainous area. The vegetation was mostly coniferous pine trees with some Gambel oak shrubs dotting the sloping landscape farther down. The crashing roar of the river and its waterfall was deafening without my magic to lower the volume. The craggy rock outcroppings seemed to form a face in my head. I smiled to myself, then heard chatter from down below. I peeked over the edge of the cliff and eyed the hikers making their way onto the opposite ridge.

I tilted my head when I briefly thought of Gavin's date with me a couple days ago, then I noticed Blaine awakening. I popped my head over to him and gently sniffed him, then poked my nose against his face.

"Anwyll?" he mumbled sleepily. "How long was I out?"

"I was sleeping for awhile, but I don't think you were asleep for more than an hour. Do you feel a little better?"

Blaine nodded, stretching while he yawned. "Yeah, but now I'm hungry."

I smiled and shifted back into my human form, my outfit now consisting of green shorts, a beige t-shirt, and a broad-brimmed hat in those colors. When Blaine turned around to ask something, he noticed my outfit and quickly squeezed my form against his side.

"You're too adorable," he whispered, kissing my head. "Are you hungry too, Anwyll?"

My stomach growled at the correct time, so Blaine grinned and thanked me for the food as he handed me my smaller container. I changed Blaine's clothes to something similar to mine in an instant, which made him flinch at first.

"Thanks," he mumbled, letting his legs rest over the edge like me. "Say, Anwyll?"

"Yeah?" I pressed, stabbing a forkful of the mac and cheese.

Blaine absentmindedly stirred his hot food, staring out at the vast mountain range. He was ignoring the hikers across the way, but he leaned against me. I changed my height for his sake, so Blaine was thankful while he rested his left cheek comfortably on my head. I reached up and pushed my fingers into his thick black hair, firmly rubbing his scalp.

Blaine exhaled harshly and turned a bit to look at me. I eyed him with concern. "What's wrong, Blaine?"

"I want a nickname."

"Huh?"

Blaine rolled his eyes. "Everyone has a nickname but me. You stopped using 'Laine' because you thought its use was solely for Damon."

I shrugged. "I guess so."

"Please give me something!"

I raised an eyebrow and tousled his hair. "Blaine, what's really going on with you? Are you stalling? You don't have to, 'cause I can wait for when you're more ready to talk."

Blaine's slightly desperate expression turned to dejection and something else. He sighed and curled over his knees, so I rubbed his back while he collected his thoughts. I used my left hand to awkwardly eat, but eventually Blaine returned to an upright seated position with something to say.

"I heard from Gavin that he talked to you about his troubles and worries about the future regarding his passion."

I nodded. "Do you also have something you want to talk to me about on that topic?"

Blaine's green and brown eyes were dull as his gaze returned to his lap. He twiddled his thumbs as he started, "I know I'm not quite mentally better yet, but I feel the desire to help others that had been and still are in my past situation. Maybe your love of others and desires to see them heal from trauma inspired that feeling in me, Anwyll."

"That's amazing, Blaine." I breathed, setting my food aside to climb into his lap. His toned arms curled around my form, then his lips met my forehead. I pecked his right cheek as I loosely hugged his neck. I continued with a question, "But what's troubling you?"

Blaine hesitantly met my gaze. "I'm not sure which direction to take. I was thinking I could try getting a degree in psychology or become a simple therapist, but I could even get a caretaker's licensing to learn how to care for mentally and emotionally damaged children."

I released a soft sigh. "What is it that you really feel called to do, Blaine? Bringing mentally and emotionally-damaged children the care that they need to live a fulfilling life? Discovering their mental problems and then prescribing medications that can have and do sometimes cause serious side effects?"

His dark eyebrows furrowed. "When you lay it out like that..."

"How about you look int0 psychotherapy as a whole?"

Blaine frowned. "What is that?"

"Psychotherapy is a blanket term that covers therapists, psychiatries, psychologists, etc. There are multiple kinds of therapy treatments that you can look into, then hone into an area you might be interested in learning. If that doesn't work out, you can try another area. If psychotherapy isn't for you, Blaine, then we can figure out other possibilities. This is just the start, after all, and you have a wide range of outcomes for whatever you choose to do."

Blaine's heterochromic green and brown eyes met my violet ones. "Why are you so on board?"

"Why wouldn't I be? My wonderful incubus is wanting to help others. There's nothing to be ashamed of or upset about. I think you're amazing!"

He blushed and turned his head. "Thanks," he whispered. "Anwyll?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you know what you want to do?"

I eyed him and parted my bangs to show off the mark that proves I'm the current king of all vampires. "I do have a job, although Ambrose takes care of a lot. But I would say my true role is at home with everyone. Kind of like a pet, I guess? One that cooks and does laundry."

Blaine chuckled. "You're not a pet, but you're certainly an emotional support wolf."

I giggled and my cheeks warmed after he pecked my lips. "But Aine, I give and receive love. Isn't that more like a pet?"

Blaine rolled his eyes. "No—wait, Aine?"

I grinned. "Yeah, it's your nickname."

His lightly tanned skin flushed beet-red. "R-really?"

"Do you like it?"

"Mmhm," he murmured, now pressing his lips all over my face. "I like it a lot."

"Good," I replied with a beaming smile, my tail wagging. "And I know I'm not a pet, Aine. I was just teasing. But I think my role at home is my passion. Because I love being around everyone and greeting them when they come back home, giving them kisses, and asking about their day."

Blaine shifted slightly as he asked, "Would you ever consider wearing just an apron when we come for dinner?"

I blushed. "Uh, sure? If you want that, Aine."

"Yes, please." he whispered, then met my lips again. I shivered when his left hand brushed my chest. Blaine hugged my waist tightly with his left arm. "Say, Anwyll?"

"Yeah?"

"Um," he hesitated, "you know I bottom for Mon sometimes..."

"Uh-huh, I was there the first time. We were both ravaged by Day that night."

Blaine's cheeks were hot while I stared at his face. He shakily breathed out. "W-will you p-please do me, too?"

My heart pounded, blood rushing through my veins. My fair skin was suddenly red and a little prickly as my core tingled. Blaine was getting more nervous with my silence and, just as he started to backtrack, I grabbed his face and kissed him. Blaine shuddered as I pressed his back to the ground, but I made sure it was cushioned. I sat on his lap for a moment, resting my hands on his toned chest. He stared back up at me with desire, but I remembered a promise from over six months ago.

"Aine, I do want to top you..."

His expression of excitement faltered. "But?"