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Okay people. I don't know yet, but this could be the end of this particular series. (Maybe) I just don't know.

To charm a dragon: part ten

A knock on the door awoke Hyran and Amethyst early in the morning.

Amethyst leapt as though she had received an electrical shock and promptly fell off the bed.

"Skittish?" Hyran asked her with a raised eyebrow.

She didn't answer. She glared at him for a second, and walked towards the door, her tail held high in the draconic sign of annoyance, giving him a wonderful view that completely ruined the effect.

She opened the door by latching onto a low handle with her teeth and twisting. "Ms. Amethyst?" A male voice inquired.

"That's me." She said in her sweet voice.

"Your orders arrived." The voice said, and then Hyran heard the crunching of footsteps moving away, and then what sounded like an army of men coming towards the house.

Hyran stared in bewilderment as at least twenty Lycanthropic males began throwing pillows into the house.

They were all different sizes, some emblazoned with sea creatures, some dragons, flowers, roses, grass, gambolling kittens, and many others besides.

When the tide of soft fabric had finally come to a stop, Hyran looked at Amethyst questioningly.

"They're mine." She said petulantly, as though daring him to contradict him.

"Not this one!" He said; snatching up one that had a single golden dragon printed on it.

Amethyst leapt at him, but Hyran ducked and weaved to the left, causing her to sail over him onto the bed, where she turned and growled at him cutely.

Hyran ran around and around the little room, Amethyst hot on his heels, giggling and nipping at his ankles, always just behind him. But eventually, they both ran out energy and flopped down on to the bed, panting and laughing like schoolchildren.

Amethyst leapt atop him, seizing the pillow between her jaws and leaping away into the furthest corner of the room, curling around the pillow and looking at him, saying, "Mine," in that same petulant voice that made her a hundred times cuter.

Hyran walked over to her. She curled around the pillow protectively and growled cutely, her claws digging into the fabric.

He lay down next to her and pulled her closer, kissing her. He broke the kiss for a second, pulled her even closer and said; "Mine," firmly, kissing her again.

"I can live with that." She said, surrendering to him.

"So just why do you have all these pillows?" Hyran asked.

"So I can smother you with cuteness and softness for being such a silly idiot." She said, nibbling at the ends of his hair.

"Truthfully." Hyran said.

"Okay." She pouted, giving him a very cute death stare.

"I need them to practise my projection." She told him.

"Projection?" He repeated blandly.

"Yes, silly. It's the name for magic that influences objects outside of physical contact." She said.

"So you can't do projection." Hyran asked.

She almost growled at him.

"No." She said, admitting to it with great reluctance and resentment.

"So how do pillows help with magic? No. Let me guess. Their divine softness makes you stronger with magic? Or are they so cute that you just want to kill them so much that it helps you do magic?" He asked, and then chuckled, ducking and leaning backwards, his hands over his head as Amethyst swatted at him playfully with a paw.

"No. I just need a target." She stated. "Unless you want to volunteer?" She asked sweetly, running a single talon across a pillow, tracing a random pattern lightly into the fabric. Hyran watched as the fabric glowed and then split right through.

"Uh. I could categorically say...no." He said, staring in fascination at the now smoking halves of fabric.

"Well, looks like I'll have to use the pillows then." She said, turning her back on him.

Hyran watched as she concentrated with all her might, tensing up every muscle in her small body, her face a picture of concentration, scaled skin rippling with every reflexive jerk of her body. After ten minutes she collapsed onto her stomach, breathing heavily, eyes closed with exhaustion.

"Amethyst?" Hyran asked uncertainly.

"I'm still here." She said, sounding tired and weak.

"I just need to rest for a while." She said.

"Okay." He said uncertainly, still not sure that she was a hundred percent okay, lying down next to her and pulling her closer while she slept.

* * *

Amethyst awoke and yawned widely, closing her jaws with a snap, coming very close to biting Hyran's ear in the purpose.

The sound so close to his ear jolted him out of his reverie.

He had reliving the moment when he had taken the raptor. It was playing over and over in his head again and again, but instead of filling him with lust as most of his memories with Amethyst did, this one filled him with revulsion.

"Amethyst?" He asked tentatively.

"Hmmmm?" She responded sleepily.

"I'm sorry." He said sincerely.

"For being a total idiot?" She asked. "I already forgave you for that." She said cutely.

"No. For the raptor." He said dejectedly.

"I already forgave you for that, too." She said.

"But you shouldn't have. If it was you I would have never forgiven you." He said.

"Now aren't you just the most stupid person on the earth then?" She said, still in that almost infuriatingly cute voice.

"Probably." He said.

"You have a really big case of the early morning blues, don't you?" She asked.

"It's afternoon." Hyran corrected.

"Well, afternoon blues then." She said.

"Aren't you at least going to try and get back at me or something?" He asked.

"Well, you would have owed me a huge favour, but seeing how I put you in bed for three days in complete unconsciousness, I'd say that we're pretty much even." She said.

"Do you feel up to a walk?" She asked suddenly.

"Where to?" Hyran asked.

"Oh, you know, the top of the tower." She said casually.

Hyran gulped. The tower was a huge, slightly slanting monstrosity that rose up out of the centre of White Heaven, spirally into the clouds. It had to a very clear day to see the top.

"I suppose. What are we going to do up there?" He asked.

"Well, I could think of a few things." She said, gently running her tail down his arm and purring softly.

"Let's get going then." He said, jumping up as if very eager to get going, even though he wasn't all that good with heights and the mere thought of being up that high made him queasy.

* * *

When they reached the top of the tower, they climbed out onto the roof, walking over to the edge and peering over.

The view was magnificent. To the east Hyran could see several mountains rising from a forest in a jagged line along the coast, sheer cliff greeting the waters edge.

To the north was all water, with the sun shining harshly from the ocean, blinding to the eyes.

To the west was a huge desert, smooth sand dunes shading into yet more mountains, capped with snow at their peaks.

To the south was another shoreline, rimmed by small swirling creeks fed from a local swamp, slime-covered trees rising from the green, ghostly waters like spectres.

Hyran took it all in, before looking downwards, at the grasslands surrounding white heaven, feeling that familiar feeling of extreme vertigo.

He stumbled backwards, and sat straight down, staring at Amethyst. She was completely unperturbed by the heights, but then again, she had wings, so it wouldn't be such a big thing for her to fall off. She had one foot on a low stone block at the very edge of the roof, her other raised into the air, her head and shoulder completely over the edge, her tail lifted high, her eyes half closed, a look of joy on her face as the wind caressed her muzzle. She giggled and called him over.

"Come on Hyran. The view's great." She said.

"The view's just fine from where I am." He said, staring at the slightly reddened flesh under her tail, the pink skin completely exposed to his hungry eyes.

Amethyst giggled again and lifted her tail higher, saying, "You're thinking of throwing me in the mud again aren't you?"

"Oh yesss." He hissed, staring at her gorgeous form. "Now come lie down for a while." He said, patting the ground beside him.

"Oh no." She said cutely. "If you want your fun, you're going to have to work for it." She said, raising her tail higher and twirling it seductively, her purrs audible even from where he was sitting. She made no move to walk over to him.

Hyran figured that he would have to take her where she was standing, which wouldn't exactly be fun. Where she was standing, he would only be able to look out into open space or straight down to the ground, neither option was very appetising to him, but his lust quickly overcame his fear of heights, and maybe his common sense too, because he moved up to the edge with her, watching her smile as the wind swirled around them.

She raised her tail as far as it would go, twirling it again, and Hyran caught it, running his hands up and down it.

"You know, we owe each other some huge favours." Hyran said to her as she cooed happily.

"They cancel each other out." She said, with her eyes closed and her neck arched so that she could watch him caressing her if she had her eyes opened.

"They don't have to." Hyran said.

"Well. You owe me an absolutely huge favour for that raptor..." She began. "I've got it." She said, her eyes snapping open as she made her choice.

"Well?" He asked. He had already decided what he was going to choose.

"We have to stay together and love each other for the rest of our lives, and never take another mate." She said with finality.

Hyran's eyes darkened.

"You stupid little dragon!" He cried out.

Amethyst cringed, wondering what she could have done wrong. She had thought that it would make him happy. Maybe he didn't love her? Maybe he wanted another mate? Amethyst could feel the sting of tears starting in her eyes as these thoughts and many others like it chased each other through her mind.

Hyran drew away from her and slammed his fist into the battlements.

"I'm only going to live for another few decades!" He said. "What will happen when I die?! You're going to be a widow for the rest of your life!" He yelled.

Amethyst finally understood what he was trying to get at.

"I don't care!" She yelled back. "I only want you! I could never take another mate!"

"You'll live for another thousand years!" He yelled. "You'll be regretting this a year after I die!" He turned, close to tears, and fled down the staircase out of sight from her.

* * *

Amethyst found him about halfway down the stairs, sitting on a step and staring at the wall blankly.

"You've ruined the rest of your life." Hyran said hollowly. "All because of me, you're going to be lonely for a thousand years." He continued.

Amethyst gave him a good, hard slap across the face with her tail.

Hyran stared at her, hardly registering the fact that he had just been hit.

"We could be life mates." She said tentatively.

"That would kill us both." He said miserably.

"Not if you love me enough." She whispered back, gently nuzzling the back of his neck.

"Do you love me enough?" He asked.

Amethyst stared at him for a second, and then slapped him again.

Hyran rubbed his face. "What was that for?" he asked.

"For thinking that I don't love you." She said.

"I think that the raptor is enough of a clue that I don't love you enough." Hyran said in a defeated voice.

"No it doesn't." She said. Hyran started to protest, but she stopped him with her tail on his lips, hushing him. "Now, a lot of happy couples sleep with other people. It doesn't mean that they lover each other less." She said.

"But that's usually with their mates consent?" Hyran said.

"Well, yes. And if you take another creature without my permission, I will tear your heart out and make you watch while I eat it." She said matter-of-factly.

"I won't need another mate. You're more than enough for any one." He said, flattering her shamelessly.

"Then prove it." She said, purring and twining around him.

Hyran held out his arms to her.

She leapt into them happily, covering him with kisses.

Hyran kissed her back, gently running his hands up and down her body.

He carried her into the bedroom that was in the centre of the stairwell. It was rather small, and only had a single bed in there, but that was all that they needed.

Hyran lay her down on the bed, never once breaking the kiss, removing his clothes. He lay down on top of her, not entering her, just kissing her, enjoying the feel of her scales pressed against his skin. Amethyst cooed at him and gently rubbed the soft lips of her sex across his raging erection.

Hyran couldn't help himself and thrust up into her all the way with a single powerful movement.

Amethyst squealed into his mouth, bucking against him as she kissed him.

Hyran began to move slowly, wrapping his arms around his beloved dragon and kissing her deeper.

Amethyst opened her eyes and stared at him. He locked eyes with her and paused, deep inside her, staring down at the beautiful creature in his arms. The creature he would gladly give his life to. The creature he was madly in love with.

He started again, thrusting gently, kissing her lovingly as she moaned with pleasure.

"I'm going to make you scream." He gave her the whispered promise.

"Go ahead." She challenged, meeting his gaze. Hyran could already feel her muscles tightening on his thrusting member, and pumped harder, moving smoothly within her.

Amethyst began to squeal each time he hilted within her, and he began to move faster, whispering in her ear as he did so.

"I love you, my pretty little dragon." He whispered.

Amethyst, who would normally have slapped him for talking as though he owned her, kissed him and surrendered her body to him, whispering words of love into his ear as they both reached their climax.

Hyran thrust into her rapidly convulsing entrance, roaring at the feeling of her sex pulsing around his member.

He held himself hilted inside her, his erection spilling his seed deep into her womb with each strong, milky spurt, and listed to her screams of pleasure.

Eventually her screams died down to squeals, then moans, and finally to little whimpers and moans every time he moved inside her.

Hyran collapsed next to her, pulling her close and kissing her again.

"I love you." He repeated.

"I love you too." She replied, kissing him.

"What about Trouble?" Hyran asked.

"What? Not getting enough from me?" Amethyst asked in a teasing tone.

"Well, it's just that you wanted to kill me for taking the raptor, but not trouble, why?" He asked, completely confused by the little golden dragon.

"Well, she's been...a...friend." She put careful emphasis on the word, "Since we were hatchlings, and we made a promise that if one of us was to take a mate, then we would share him with the other." Amethyst said carefully, not knowing how he would take the information.

Hyran blinked. "I'll only do it if you tell me to. If you tell me not to, I'll completely forget about her." Hyran said.

Amethyst let out the breath she had been holding with a slight whistle. "That's a relief, I thought you were going to start yelling again." She said.

"On the subject of women, what happened to that girl I saved from the citadel?" Hyran asked.

"Oh, she's around here somewhere. I heard she took up with a lycanthrope." Amethyst whispered conspiratorily.

"I've been thinking about what you said." He whispered.

"About what?" She asked.

"The life-mating." He whispered back.

Hyran knew what life mating was. It was basically the joining of souls through ancient, unknown magic. If the two who were attempting the life mating did not love each other enough, then their souls would be ripped from their bodies and they would wander the earth endlessly and spirits.

"And?..." She asked tentatively.

"I don't think that it's a good idea." He said, and her face fell.

"It's not that I don't love you enough." He said hastily, seeing the sad look in her eyes.

"It's just that, when I die, you'll die too." He said.

"Yes. But my vitality will be shared between the two of us, so we could safely say that we'll live for another twelve hundred years, give or take." She said.

"Truly?" He asked in wonderment.

"Yes." She said, nodding.

"Then do it." He said decisively, even though he was suddenly very nervous. Did he really love the little golden dragon, or was it just the lust talking? Even if he truly loved her, was it enough for a life mating? Was he just dooming them both and ruining what little time they had left together by doing this? Doubts filled him, but he suppressed them ruthlessly, the way someone might suppress nausea

Amethyst drew in closer. "Close your eyes." She said.

"Are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life with a human?" He asked, looking into her eyes, trying to read the truth in them.

She suddenly looked as nervous as he felt. "Well, to tell the truth, yes. But I've seen loving couples fall apart." She said, looking worried.

"Well, my favour is for us to never fall out of love with each other." He said.

"Are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life with a dragon?" She asked him anxiously.

"No." He said truthfully.

Amethyst drew back; hurt beyond belief, she felt as if her heart was going to stop beating from the pain of rejection.

"I want to spend eternity with you. One lifetime isn't enough." He said truthfully, and Amethyst padded back over to him.

"I should hit you." She said in her most dangerous voice.

"Come on, domestic violence isn't the right way to start off a life-mating." He said, and Amethyst growled at him.

"Close your eyes before I hit you." Amethyst growled, raising her paw threateningly.

Hyran laughed and closed his eyes. Immediately, a strange white fog obscured his view of the back of his eyelids.

"What the...?" He breathed, opening his eyes. It made no difference.

The fog began to clear. The figure of Amethyst resolved itself out of the whiteness.

Hyran suddenly felt more aroused then he had ever been.

"Let's go fuck!" She said brightly, walking towards him.

Hyran stared at her. It was Amethyst, but there was something wrong with her. Not with her body, or face, or voice, or anything else that he could see or hear, but there was something odd about her.

She kept advancing, stepping up into his lap, and his arousal seemed to increase ten-fold.

She purred and nuzzled him, whispering pure filth in his ear.

"Amethyst?" He asked tentatively.

"Don't you want to fuck?" She asked slowly.

"What?" He asked, now having to concentrate very hard not to leap at her and take her right there.

"Don't you love me?" She asked plaintively, but again, there was the sense of something not quite right.

"Of course I love you." He said.

Amethyst brightened immediately, and stood up, turning away and lifting her tail.

His lust became so great that he was surprised his mind was working at all.

"No." He slurred. "Not until you tell me what's going on." He continued, with great difficulty.

The fog came back in, and when it rolled away again, the raptor was standing there.

She had her back turned, her tail lifted, the sweet, pink lips of her sex glistening with moisture as she stared at him, begging him to take her.

Hyran could feel the lust rising in him, almost out of control. "No!" He shouted.

The fog rolled in again, and the raptors voice came from somewhere in front of him.

"Why not?" She asked.

"Because I love Amethyst." He replied, using all his concentration to push down his lust.

"And yet you wouldn't mate with her when she offered herself to you a moment ago." She said, amused.

"That wasn't Amethyst." Hyran said with gritted teeth, resisting the impulse to begin feeling around for the raptor.

Amethyst suddenly popped into existence besides him, her neck and tail completely flushed with blood, in the way that it got only when she was feeling very, very aroused.

"You both passed." A voice said.

Amethyst turned to him. "Do you feel like doing it right now?" She asked breathlessly. She lifted her tail slightly, turning her back on him, exposing her dripping sex to him, filling him with the same lust he had felt before.

"It'll pass." He said, reaching down and kissing her. She dissolved with a slight pop, disappearing into a cloud of gold sparks, which quickly disappeared in turn.

"Wha--?" He asked.

The mist rolled out again. Hyran was standing on the grassy plains of grassland around the tower; he could Amethyst at the top, a tiny golden speck.

As he watched, she leapt from the top and opened her wings, the sunlight lighting them from behind, turning her into a beautiful, radiant creature seemingly made of the light itself. As he watched, a wind sheer caught her and slammed her into the face of the tower, breaking one of her wings in half and sending her plummeting to the ground.

Hyran sprinted to the tower, his heart seeming to shrivel up and dissolve in his chest, leaving a hollow space. He could see the crumpled form at the base of the tower.

He ran over to it, throwing himself besides her body and cradling her lifeless head close to his chest. He stared down at her, the one who was to be his life-mate, and felt his heart break in two at the sight of her broken body. He couldn't go on, not without her.

He drew the sword that he had been sure wasn't there a second ago. He reversed it, and plunged it straight into his solar plexus, pushing until the hilt was flush with his ribs. He collapsed sideways, pulling her closer and kissing one final time with his dying breath.

* * *

Hyran awoke back in the tower room, amethyst curled up safely in his arms.

"Hello gorgeous." He said, gently stroking her head and neck.

Amethyst looked at him, her eyes sparkling. "You passed!" She squealed, leaping up and nipping at his neck joyously.

"No need to tear my throat out." He said, as one of her nips caught the skin of his neck painfully. But he couldn't keep the smile if his face.

Life mated to a dragon! He couldn't have been happier. Now that it was over, he was sure that it was the one thing he had wanted from the moment he had first lain down and slept with her curled up to him. And from the look of absolute bliss on Amethyst's face, she felt the same.

Hyran picked her up, and carried her down the steps, stepping out into the glorious sunlight, holding his beauty in his arms, broad smiles on both of their faces as they walked towards their new life together.

The end?

[Is that closer to what you were talking about Aer'kor?]

[Who wants an encore?]