Breath of Fire - Ryu/Garr
“Ryu... can you forgive me?”
The naked young man looked at him in question. He’d regressed to the form of a dragon for almost ten years, and had only just been brought back. He was naked as a newborn in the home of his childhood, the Dauna Mine. The large warrior Garr stood before him–his bodyguard, his protector... his assassin traitor. Yet, also the man who’d evidently spent years searching for him. Garr was a mighty guardian, a tournament champion who wielded a massive spear in battle. Only, now he was setting his spear down and he was... undoing the wrappings that covered his lower body.
“I’ve killed so many of your people. So many... dragons. I thought that was my purpose, but...” Garr shook his head angrily, self-recrimination momentarily overcoming his reptilian features. “Please... I know what I’ve done can never be undone. But I ask only for the chance to make up for my sins.”
Understanding seemed to crystallize in Ryu’s eyes. He watched as Garr finished undressing–rendering him as naked as his charge–then he wordlessly extended a knee for the larger warrior to fold himself over. Garr did so with a grunt, letting his wings awkwardly drape forward so as not to get in the way, and lay there completely open and exposed.
Ryu allowed his eyes to travel over the Garr's body. He'd never seen the proud guardian undressed before. He had a brawny physique, as expected. Garr's bare buttocks especially were beefy and muscular, upturned in acceptance of whatever punishment Ryu wished to inflict on them. He felt them shiver slightly, then give a reflexive clench as he ran his hand over the scales.
When the dragon-blooded man raised his palm, it wasn't to satisfy his vengeance. It was only to help his older companion. If punishment would in part ease the large warrior’s conscience, then...
SMACK!
“Nngh!”
Garr grunted as the first spank impacted on his muscular hide, and Ryu set him on his first painful steps towards redemption.