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[Part of the problem with being a financial advisor, Ali realized, was that it meant he had to work. And it wasn't even the fun kinds of 'work' like stacking coins and sorting them by the quality of their gold or silver, oh no. The king had made it quite clear that any coin-counting was to be done only when requested, or outside of working hours. No, Ali had to do things like read and fill out paperwork, or run analytics on tax revenue and what kind of surplus or expenditures there were in the quarter. Or, at the very least, he had to assign all of that work to one of his several secretaries. After all, he at to at least keep up the appearances of being a financial advisor, and over the last few decades he had gotten pretty good at that. It wasn't impossible, but it also wasn't nearly as fun as counting coins.

Of course, he would get odd looks if he just sat around counting coins all day. To anyone else looking in, they did not see the fearsome dragon Aligrezoph, guardian of the kingdom's treasury. They saw Ali, a normal- albeit quirky- man who kept a very small social circle in the finance department and spent most of his days trying to keep expenditures to a minimum while saving up as much as he could. All for the kingdom's benefit, of course. It totally wasn't so there would be an even bigger pile of coins for Ali to count on his breaks.

Indeed, most who looked at Ali would just see an average-looking man. shoulder-length black hair tied back with a black ribbon, piercing blue eyes, a perpetual frown stuck on his face in most situations. A lean body that was more built for flexibility and speed than strength, and a very simple style of dress in neutral colors. He looked every bit like a stuffy accountant, though Ali would argue that he wasn't really THAT stuffy. He was just comfortable with the form!

He also would not talk about his other form under any circumstances.

On that day, Ali had an armful of expense reports with him. There was to be a meeting, and he had stayed up all night with two of his secretaries preparing these reports. With the midsummer festival coming up, the festivities had to be decided upon and paid for. And, as usual, Ali wanted to keep the expenses as low as possible. For the good of the kingdom, of course. Ultimately his team had prepared a few possible expense reports, with varying amounts spent on decorations, hiring out staff, and paying guards for keeping the peace. Any one of his plans would be acceptable, but Ali was sure that someone would complain. There was always someone who complained and called him a 'coin-pinching cheapskate', but those complaints had picked up more in recent years. Already Ali was annoyed just from the thought of the argument that would happen that day when he butted heads with a certain other advisor. Sparks would fly as usual, and these weren't the good kind of sparks.

But Ali was willing to give it a chance. As people arrived at the meeting- a meeting between the king and his dozen or so advisors in the various ways of running the kingdom- Ali worked to lay out one set of expense reports at each desk. It was only two pages of paper per table spot, so hopefully everyone liked to read!

Of course, when Ali passed a certain advisor, he had to fight the urge to make a snide comment. Instead, he just held out the two-page document to him, trying not to show too much contempt when he spoke.
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Do take care of those papers, will you? My staff stayed up all night finishing them.

[He was a dragon in hiding, not a snake in hiding, but his words still had bite to them.]

Date: 2023-04-17 03:15 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] virtuesignal
[Despite the cleanly ideal of a unicorn, they are more truly beasts of nature. A dust bath is a pleasing thing by his standards, so he just hums in agreement. The second comment, though, needs to more articulate response]

That did not stop us the first two times... [Concord reminds, breath close to Ali's mouth. He does separate after, sure that despite any desires they should probably not immediately fool around again. Isn't Ali tired? Or does he, like Concord, find himself stirring for more soon enough.

He sinks himself into the water, wanting to get his hair soaked through. While dunked beneath the surface, he can't help himself planting another kiss on Ali's navel, just to tease him some]

Date: 2023-04-22 04:19 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] virtuesignal
[Concord cannot hear him, but he'd have probably just rolled his eyes if he did. He rises from the water after a moment getting his hair wet. They should probably focus on getting cleaned up, but Ali is right there, naked and wet and warm. Concord again leans in close, speaking in his usual hushed tones to the dragon's ear]

I used to have better self restraint. You make me very impatient for what is next, Ali.

[they've always had a knack for frustrating one another, but this is a whole new game]

Date: 2023-04-29 10:30 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] virtuesignal
[Any attention to Concord's hair both draws his attention to a laser point and also makes him look hazy. Dreamy, but only thinking contentedly of Ali. Considering no small part of this escalation was the dragon pulling his braid and dragging a heated moan out of him,]

You figured that out a week ago. [it is on his mind, if he'll be fucking Ali the way he was taken, wondering if maybe he's too hung for the dragon to dare]

And you said you like control... but are you going to let me inside you, one day?

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