FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Authors note: When I started the story My Mate: Bred by a Dragon I always intended to do another one, but with the male dragon and female human being switched. This isn't a new story, only a clever reversal of roles. I saw this format before, where you take the same story and change it so that the charachters are different but the plot is still the same. The sex has been almost completely re-written in most parts. I'd say this one turned out fantastically, even if it was very difficult, so enjoy :)

P.S: Don't worry, this was just a side story. I'm still working on another biggie or three

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"Incredible," James gasped as he stood upon the peak of Mt. Velroun, looking into the distance beyond. Lush green forest stretched for miles, surrounded by rocky outcrops and cliffs lined with caves. It had taken him the better part of a week to journey here, and he would most likely be the first human to set foot there.

Mt. Velroun had been an anomaly on Earth for many years. Undiscovered until 2013, it had remained untouched by man. This was due to its almost impossible-to-reach location by foot and the large magnetic field surrounding it which prevented any aircraft from getting within five miles of its surface. After a year of planning, James had set off to do research for his agency around the area, in 2014.

It was a solo mission, a simple analysis trip to find out if anything of value or worthy of preservation lay within its bounds. He dropped his hefty pack on the ground and took out a protein bar, trying to regain some of his lost energy. He was quite tired, and decided that it would be a good place to camp for the night.

***

The next day he awoke after a rather decent sleep. Climbing out of his tent he was met with the brilliant sunrise over the mountain, which was amazing even by his standards, and he had seen a lot. Taking a few moments to admire the view, he made breakfast with what limited ingredients he had left.

He hoped that there would be some good sustenance in the forest, and few predators to compete with for it. He had her knife, and a gun, but he hoped he'd never have to use them. He was a nature-lover at heart, and hated hurting animals no matter how vicious they were. Licking his lips he stood up and stretched, walking back to the edge of the cliff he was on and taking another good look.

There was no map, no directions, so he'd have to make his own way through the area without getting lost. The forest stretched for miles, beautiful green expanse that teemed with energy. Looking slightly to the east he picked a cliff and decided that he would walk there and back and see what he could find along the way. This was unexplored territory, and he intended to find out as much as possible.

Packing his gear back into his pack he set off cheerfully, camera hanging from his neck. He'd brought enough memory to record a good years' worth of high-definition footage, something he intended to make use of. Large rocks made his descent a lot easier than his climb up, making it to the forest floor in less than three hours.

It was time to get to work. Pulling out his camera, James took a few shots of the trees and plants, most of which he'd never seen before.

"I think I've hit the jackpot," he said to himself, "this place is full of new botanical wonders, and I haven't even started looking yet." Further into the trees he went, putting his batteries through a real pounding. Luckily, he'd brought heaps.

He stopped when a large red flower caught his eye. It looked almost identical to a common rose, except for the fact it was almost a meter wide at the top.

"Wow," James said, reaching out to touch it.

He'd forgotten one of the vital rules of exploring: Don't touch it if you don't know what it does. The mega-rose exploded in a singeing blast of flame, scorching his hand and setting fire to his sleeve. He gasped in pain as he patted out the fire on his arm, his sleeve blackened.

"Darn it," he scolded himself, "how could you be so stupid?"

Picking himself up from the ground he took a picture of the ashen remains of the flower, wincing at the pain in his arm. He wouldn't make that mistake again. Just because the landscape was beautiful, didn't mean it wasn't deadly. He collected his wits and set off once again, this time making sure not to touch anything unfamiliar.

After a few more hours, thankfully uneventful, he stopped for lunch. Picking a nice clearing he sat down on the warm grass and took a bite out of his salad wrap. The food was refreshing, and eased his hunger quickly. He lay back and admired the view, lush green trees and the trickle of a nearby stream, which would be where he researched next.

The lack of contact with the outside world was rather lonely, but he knew he wouldn't mind it for a few weeks. His boss had insisted he take a radio, and he had, but it was thrown away as soon as he realised that electronics couldn't work up there. He was a one man research army now, and was prepared to do his job.

Suddenly, a loud noise shattered the peaceful forest noise, making James sit up with a start. He looked around wildly but realised it had come from a long way away when he listened to the echo. He shook his head, it had sounded like a roar. The noise had shaken him thoroughly, and wild thoughts popped into his head.

Immediately dismissing the idea that it was a dinosaur, which was insane, he decided it was probably just an angry mountain lion. Still, the noise was enough to make him pack up and keep moving. He left the clearing and headed towards the sound of the stream, about a half-mile away. As he left, a pair of shadowed eyes watched him move away, tracing his movement carefully.

***

Kneeling down, his small tube collected a sample of the water flowing along the stream. It was spectacularly clear; his data reader detecting that it was only 0.0000012 percent non-liquid, which was about a thousand times cleaner than what came out of his tap at home. He placed the tube in a safety compartment, so that it wouldn't break.

He looked around and in the water, making sure there was definitely no danger before he cupped his hands and took a sip.

"That's incredible," he sighed happily, reaching down for another sip. Suddenly, the water went dark and he pulled back just in time to see at least a hundred piranhas swarm the location his fingers had been in just seconds ago.

The young man fell back, startled as they snapped at him menacingly.

"God that was close," he told himself, heart pounding. He backed away quickly with his pack and made his way away from that particular spot. In a few minutes he had distanced himself from that location, and continued to collect data as per normal.

Night came, and James made his camp on the edge of a rocky outcrop, in a place where no creature could reach, except for perhaps a brave wolf or leopard who dared make the jump. It took only a minute to set up his tent and had dinner cooking in less that five.

"Ah, the amount of times I've had this meal," he whispered to himself quietly, remembering the many expeditions he had participated in.

He ate in silence, staring out across the new, secretive landscape he had discovered. He had been given two weeks before he had to return, and he intended to use both of them fully. There was just so much to do, so many places to look.

"So many dangers to avoid," he chuckled to himself, looking at his slightly burnt arm.

After he had eaten, his tent was quite comfortable after the long day he'd experienced. With a sigh he zipped up his sleeping bag and drifted off quickly to a good night's sleep. As he dozed off a thunderous roar echoed in the distance, but he was way too far into his sleep to wake up.

***

James fell to his knees, unable to believe what he was seeing. While he had been asleep, something had come and torn apart his bag, looted all of the food and thrown the rest over the cliff edge. Even his camera had fallen victim to the unknown invader; lens smashed and case broken.

"I can't believe this, this can't be happening!" he yelled, checking to see if anything had survived the vicious attack. He found a lock of hair in his pack's zip, and knew that it belonged to a wolf.

"Damn it," he yelled, banging his fist on the ground.

Now he was out on a limb, with no supplies, food or shelter. The only thing that had survived was his sleeping bag, and he couldn't carry that in a broken pack. He was defenseless...

"No, wait!" he said, his hand closing around the cool steel of his gun and the knife next to it.

"Unbelievable," he sighed, shaking his head. The handgun, ammo and knife were all untouched. Stowing them in his pockets, he got to his feet and looked around. Equipment or not, he had been trained in this sort of scenario. He would forage for food, and rely on himself. He'd done it before.

Saying a quick farewell to his destroyed possessions he headed off along the cliff's edge. Taking a look around he knew he had no idea where he was, so he decided to journey deeper. He couldn't die out here; there would be plenty of food from what he'd seen. Taking a detour off the rocky cliffs he headed back into the forest, hungry for some breakfast.

After a few minutes he came across what looked like a fruit tree. As he got closer she saw traditional, easy to eat apples growing from its branches.

"Success," he said triumphantly, although he was wary, in case of another weird plant incident like the exploding rose.

Walking up to one of the low hanging branches he pulled out his knife and sliced quickly at its root, the large apple falling with a 'thunk' at his feet. He picked it up and sniffed it; nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. Taking a small bite the wonderful flavour assaulted his senses, making him smile happily.

I've finally found something decent out here, he told himself mentally. It was when he went to take a second bite that he saw it. The apple hit the ground and his hand immediately went for his gun. The lion lunged at him, smashing into him with a tremendous amount of force. He only just jumped in time to miss the lethal claw.

"Shit," he spat, standing back up and making a run back to the cliffs. The lion turned, a little confused, but realised it had missed its' prey and sauntered after him to reclaim its lost prize. James fled, as fast as he could run, the lion taking its time behind him. He wondered why it wouldn't chase him furiously, and then it hit him.

The cliffs! A dead end. The lion had him trapped, like a cat and a mouse. He reached the cliff edge in a few minutes, no sign of the lion behind him. Taking a look over the edge, he saw that a river ran below, far enough that it would probably kill him to jump. Suddenly, the lion appeared from between the bushes, an almost triumphant look in its' predatory face.

James was in deep trouble now, he knew that. In front of him, he could attempt to take on the lion and escape, which would most likely end with him being dinner. Behind him, an enormous cliff led to rushing waters below, almost certain death if he jumped. The choices weren't exactly in his favor

The lion steadily slid towards him, savoring its catch. He aimed the gun right at its head, looking down the sights. A low growl emanated from the feline predator, preparing to lunge. Yet, he couldn't do it, he couldn't pull the trigger. Everything about it was an action he was unable to take. He couldn't kill this lion; he couldn't bring himself to take its' life.

"Ah, darn, why do I have to be so damn soft?" he said to himself, shaking his head before turning and throwing himself blindly off the cliffs' edge. The lion lunged and missed, roaring at his falling figure as he plunged hundreds of meters into the water below. He didn't yell out, however, just held the gun in one hand and prepared his body for the heavy impact.

Time seemed to slow, the walls of the cliff flying past him slower than they should have seemed to. The water rushed up to meet him, and he threw the gun at the surface, just before slamming into it himself.

***

A bright shape hovered above James's head. He tried to touch it, but his body wouldn't respond. Unable to grasp why, he tried to open his eyes further. His eyes focusing groggily on the shape, he realised it was a cloud. The cool rush of water over his knees made him slightly more alert, and with a start his foggy mind remembered what had happened.

He raised his head and looked down, seeing that he was lying on the bank of the river, in god-knows-where. His legs were still in the water, and his body was just out of it. He was too tired to realize the pain, but he knew it would come to him soon. His whole body was bruised, cut, grazed and probably broken in one or two areas.

With a grunt of pain he saw his knife half-buried in his thigh.

"Just my luck, landing on my knife," he commented dryly. Using all of his remaining energy he pulled himself up and propped himself against a rock on the river's edge, gasping in pain.

Reaching down he grabbed the knife and pulled it out of his leg. He yelled out in pain, but grit his teeth after a few seconds and tore a strip from his shirt, wrapping it around his leg. Trying a knot he winced, but knew that it would withhold the bleeding. Now a new problem presented itself.

In any normal circumstance he would be airlifted out of there and taken to hospital. This was not the case in this anti-technology range. He gripped the rock and pulled himself up, careful not to put much weight on his leg. When he was standing, he took a small test-step forward. His leg crumpled and he fell to the ground, gasping in pain. His mind went foggy and he fell into unconsciousness.

***

An unknown time later, for he was too unfocused to remember, James came around again. He refused to give in, yet his body wouldn't grant him that easily. The pain in his leg returned, and his mind clouded. Groggily, he tried to reach out, but darkness overcame him and he slipped off again into the depths of his mind.

***

A sharp pain roused him once more. James wondered if he was dead, the blood loss had to have been too much by now. The knife had, after all, gone right into his leg on an angle and her body had almost been torn apart. He felt as if he was flying, like his body wasn't quite touching the ground anymore. Deciding his mind was playing tricks on him, he once more succumbed to his fatigue.

***

A soft noise could be heard just meters away from where he lay. James tried to open his eyes, but they would not obey. With a little amount of surprise he noted that his hearing had returned, and his mind was clearing. He was either dead, or being kept alive. There was no wind, and a fire was popping away nearby, so he immediately knew someone had intervened.

This worried him greatly, but he knew he was in no state to refuse help, no matter where it came from. His first thought was that his company had rescued him, but logic and reasoning told him that was impossible. This led to only one remaining solution. There were people that lived her, natives that had been around long before him.

I doubt they'll speak English, he thought, considering they would have never left this area.

The shuffling sound came again, this time next to him.

"Ah, you're coming around," spoke the person, who had a rather clear, female tone, "this is good, I did not think you would make it."

James tried to look at her but his body wasn't quite ready for anything physical yet.

"It seems that you have been through quite a severe ordeal," the female voice said again. "I know you can hear me, so I will explain. I have brought you back to my... home, and have attended to your wounds."

"I will admit I have been watching your progress through the Yotcama. We thought you were a danger to us, but after witnessing your actions with the 'lion', I saw that you are not like the other humans." The voice growled a little at the thought of 'other' people, or 'humans' as she had called them. This made no sense to James, but he was grateful anyway.

Mustering up a large amount of willpower, he whispered, "Thank you." The voice seemed surprised, shuffling quickly towards him. He felt his body being lifted up and propped against a hard stone wall. She was very strong. Slowly, but steadily, he opened his eyes, the dim light of a fire flickering into view.

His eyes followed along until he saw her. His heart stopped; his breath caught.

"No..." he breathed as his eyes scanned along her form. Scales, spines, claws, teeth and tail. Immediately, the willpower was there. His eyes opened fully, the pain strong, but not as strong as his panic.

He had no idea what to do; the only exit was blocked by her. Yet, he would be too weak to run anyway. Looking at her once more, he slowly pinched himself, to make sure he wasn't just seeing things.

A dragon! A vibrant red, full-size dragon! And it spoke English! His mind reeled, and the dragon almost seemed bemused. For some reason, James forced himself to remain calm. A thousand things flew through his mind, but none of them stuck. He realised, the only way anything could happen, the only way he could organise his mind, was if he started asking questions.

It was almost as if the dragon was suspecting he would, because she looked quite comfortable where she was lying.

"Wh...wh...what the...oh God...how..." he had trouble forming a sentence, so he took a deep breath, which hurt his sore lungs.

"Who... What are you? I mean, you're a dragon! But how! I mean..."

The dragon silenced him with what looked like a smile. How could she do that?

"If we continue at your current pace, we shall remain here for a long time," the dragon said, with a tone that sounded almost like a chuckle.

"I believe what you want to know, is how I exist, yes, and who I am myself."

James nodded, deciding to just let the dragon speak. His heart was still racing, as you would after seeing a creature you thought only existed in fantasy.

"I," the dragon began, "am a dragon, as you can see. I have lived here for many decades, and this is my cave. There is a fire, mostly for aesthetic purposes, but in your case, rather useful."

James nodded blandly, understanding, but still not quite accepting.

The dragon licked its' claw, and continued, "There are more of us, about twenty in this area. We do not live together, but we sometimes meet every full moon to socialise and... mate." James looked at the ground embarrasedly, that was rather private.

"My name is Aereya, and I am pleased to meet you," she added warmly, "I mean you no harm, I do not wish to 'eat' you, like the other humans we have seen believe, and you are welcome to stay here for as long as you wish to; I will not stop you from leaving. However, seeing as you appear to be lost and without company, I would advise you to remain here. Once you've entered Yotcama, it is difficult to leave."

James sighed, he'd known that already. It was like the outside world had disappeared when he came in.

He wiggled his arm and said, "you mentioned other humans?" Aereya looked at him, shaking her grand head slowly.

"I have left this area a few times before, through a secret valley we dragons discovered, but the only humans we met were terrified and fled."

"One even launched miniature lead pellets through a tube at me. They stung a little, so I growled and he ran." She chuckled, and James couldn't help but grin a little.

"How do you speak English?" he asked.

"Well," she replied, "I don't. Our speech is understandable by all beings. It is part of the magic that is being a dragon." James was stunned, his scientific mind collapsing inwardly. None of this was possible; surely it had to be a vivid dream. Still, the proof was in front of him.

"I see you are having a hard time digesting this. Perhaps I should leave you alone for a while?" Aereya offered.

"Oh no," James hurriedly replied, "I want you to stay. I'm only just beginning to understand." Aereya nodded and motioned towards a hunk of meat lying on the cave floor.

"I left that for you," she told him, "I do apologise, but I don't usually stock for humans, and I had rather short notice. I know you humans don't like to share food."

James looked at it thankfully, telling her, "No, that will do fine, I'm used to eating wild game, and I really appreciate it." Aereya nodded, glad he wasn't the particularly fussy type. The dragon stood up and carried it over to him, dropping it on the stone next to him. Bringing her mouth down, she breathed a powerful column of fire over its surface, cooking it almost instantly.

James smiled, that would be much better. While she was standing he got a good look at the majestic dragon. She stood at around eight and a half feet tall at the head and over ten feet long. Her body was powerfully built, a deep, iridescent blue with beautiful scales. She had very sharp claws and teeth, spines over her neck and large, leathery wings folded up against her body.

Although not as big as James had pictured a dragon to be, she was still a sight to behold. Magnificent and dangerous at once, the smooth-talking, friendly-yet-lethal ultimate predator. He tore a bit of meat off the bone and wolfed it down hungrily; he hadn't eaten since his camp was destroyed.

"I will admit," Aereya informed him, settling down again, "I do appreciate the company. Dragons tend to live in solitude or with their mates due to territorial reasons, but sometime it gets lonely. Don't let that worry you, I wouldn't dream of forcing you to stay however. That would make me feel worse."

James nodded, he was secretly glad to have someone to talk to after his time alone. Company, no matter how unusual, was usually a nice thing to have.

Between a gulp of meat, he asked, "would you be able to teach me how to survive out here?"

Aereya looked at him, surprised. "I could," she replied, "but why? Wouldn't you rather go home?" James shook his head.

"I came here to study the local plant and animal life, and I still want to learn about them." Aereya snorted a ring of smoke.

"The local plant and animal life nearly killed you," she pointed out, "and yet you still refused to kill that lion. Why?"

"I guess," he considered, "that I would rather die than take another life of something so... wild and pure." Aereya looked at the ground.

"Amazing," she muttered to herself, "he's one of a kind, that's for sure." James didn't hear that, so he instead took another bite of the meat. He looked at her intently, before another question came to him.

"Why haven't you asked anything about me? And also, how did you mend my leg so well. I can feel the pain slowing as we speak." Aereya got up and paced over to him, looking directly into his eyes. It was rather intimidating, but he didn't feel scared. Instead, he felt something else. Was it sorrow, or loss? Fear? He couldn't place it.

"I do not ask about your past because I do not care what you have done or what you have been. I only see a noble human male who acts for nature and peace. This is what I see in you, I do not need more. You will tell me when you feel like it, I'm sure. As for what I did to your leg, you would probably rather not know."

"I would," James said.

"Well," Aereya began, looking at the ground, "I applied dragons' blood to your wound. My blood." James was shocked, quickly looking at his leg and noticing for the first time the red stains all over his pants, which were fresher than the ones he had left there. Amazingly, his clothes were rather intact, save for the small tears and holes from his fall.

"Your blood, but," James said, looking at her worriedly, "did you hurt yourself to do it? I'm so sorry, I didn't..."

"Don't be silly," the irridescent-blue dragon told him softly, "I would rather suffer a minor injury than watch you die." James stopped and realised the logic behind this.

"Thankyou," he said gratefully. Aereya looked at the ground, scraping against the rock with her claw.

"You truly are unique," she said quietly, "only you would find out dragon blood was all over you and you were more worried about the dragon." She chuckled, but was serious. James blushed and also looked at the ground.

"Dragons' blood has amazing healing power," she continued, "another one of the benefits of being a dragon. Or knowing one," she added with a sly wink. James grinned and looked back down at his leg.

"How much longer until I'll be able to walk again?" he asked.

"You should be fine after a good sleep. It may hurt for a while, but that will pass. You're lucky to be here right now, you know." Aereya snorted and shook her body. "As for your earlier question, yes, I will teach you how to survive out here. I only have one real condition, and that is that you must leave every full moon."

"Why?" James inquired.

"Because it is necessary to prevent me from hurting you. We dragons... become naturally stimulated by the full moon, and... well, you should just stay away."

James nodded, understanding what she was too embarrassed to say. Dragons had a sort of heat cycle during the full moon, and became dangerous. He could accept that.

"Sure thing," he told her, looking directly at her head.

"Now, we shall begin," she informed him.

"What, how? I can't even stand," he told her, shaking his head.

"Peace," Aereya replied, "much of what you can learn is in theory. There will be many strange plants and animal habits you will need to adjust to."

"Ah," James acknowledged, leaning back against the rock.

"So, I shall take the time to introduce you to the basics of the Yotcama area. We should start with the creatures, since it seems to be them which put you in this sorry state." James nodded, and settled in for the beginning of his education into the wilds.

***

Three hours later, after his mind had been filled to bursting point with amazing information that made his science seem insignificant, James and Aereya decided to call it a day. With a loud growl/yawn, Aereya settled in on the floor, curling up into a shiny blue ball. James did his best to remain comfortable, but aside for some leaves he was rather out on a limb.

"Tomorrow I shall find you some more suitable bedding," Aereya commented from between her forelegs. James sighed, but was grateful for the shelter nonetheless. Hopefully a dragon would ward off any more dangerous wildlife. He put his head in his hands and drifted off into an uncomfortable, but safe sleep.

***

James awoke the next morning with a loud yawn, stretching his sore limbs on the cold stone. Realising he could actually stretch his limbs, he gave a small whoop of joy and jumped to his feet. Pain shot through his leg, but at least he could stand.

"I would suggest taking it easier than that," Aereya told him, following the advice with a yawn of her own.

He nodded and leant against the cave wall, watching the noble dragon get to her legs. Now that he was standing he did a quick clothes check, finding that they were still in working order, albeit dirty and damaged.

"Sorry, but I can't help you there," Aereya apologised.

"Ah, they'll do," he said with a shrug. Looking at his leg, he saw the marks from his injury were almost gone.

"Damn, that's some powerful stuff right there," he commented, rubbing over the wound. Aereya nodded and began to walk out of the cave.

"Follow me, we should begin as soon as possible," she told him.

James nodded and walked slowly to the edge of the cave.

"We'll take it easy, just walking for now," she added, and James nodded again. When he got to the mouth of the cave, a hundred feet away, he gasped.

They were in the edge of a cliff that dropped almost a half-a-mile down to the forest below.

"My God," James breathed, "how the hell do I get down there?" The answer came in the form of Aereya, who bent down next to him and motioned for him to get on her back.

"You want... me... to fly?" he asked incredulously, "no way, I can't." Aereya sighed, but remained where she was.

"From what I understand, you've done worse," she reasoned, "now you can remain here for eternity, or you can enjoy a flight with me. You should be honored, no human has every flown on a dragon's back before. I can make an exception for you, however."

From her tone, James realised just how much hse was offering by letting him ride her. Seeing how foolish he had been, he accepted.

"I would be honored, Aereya, just tell me what to do." Slowly, walking up to her, he put his foot on her hind leg and lifted himself with her horns, straddling her with relative ease.

"Hold on to my neck, carefully, and keep your feet where they are in my sides, for grip. Don't let go," Aereya added with a chuckle.

"Wasn't planning on..." he began but his voice died as she approached the edge and the huge drop spiraled out below him.

"Actually, on second thoughts," he began again but was interrupted by the powerful dragon taking flight.

Her large wings pushing off beside him, his stomach dropped as she rapidly became airborne, the safety of the cave falling away below him. His mouth clamped firmly shut, he couldn't take his eyes off the scene before him. A moment later, he realised that he wasn't going to fall, and relaxed a little.

"See," Aereya spoke into the wind, "that wasn't so bad, was it?"

"This," James said, looking down below, "is AWESOME! I can't believe I was afraid, this is much better than abseiling or sky diving." He laughed and Aereya joined him, the pair enjoying the relaxing cruise through the skies.

Miles of forest and river stretched out before James, his eyes taking in the amazing view with awe. The powerful flaps of the dragon's wings, and her extraordinarily stable flight made for an incredible experience.

"You're really lucky, I used to wish I could fly as a kid," James told him, remembering his childhood days.

The large blue dragon nodded, appreciating the compliments from the human male. She banked a little, and dropped into a slow decline, not wanting to scare James on his first flight. He held onto her neck as they made their way down to the forest floor, bracing himself for the landing he knew was coming.

Aereya hit the ground rather lightly considering her bulk and took a few steps to balance her momentum out. When she had stopped, James pulled one leg over her and jumped to the ground. His leg pained him for a second, but he gritted his teeth and got on with it. It wouldn't do to look weak in front of a dragon.

Speaking of dragons, Aereya beckoned for him to follow her. Setting up a slow pace, the unusual pair walked off slowly through the forest floor. James' previous apprehension returned, this forest hadn't been very nice to him. He watched as Aereya walked in silence, her powerful limbs, beautiful scales, strong wings, muscles contracting and expa...

Damn, what am I doing, James asked himself mentally, get a grip. She's amazing, sure, but don't let yourself become too dazzled. Shaking his head, he tried to think of something else. Immediately that opportunity came, as one of those bloody red mega-rose flowers appeared. He stopped, refusing to go near it.

Aereya saw his reaction, realising it was the rose he was afraid of.

"It is called a Firesleeve," she informed him, "and they are quite refreshing." James looked at her strangely and watched as she leant forward and bit straight into the root of the plant. A small puff of smoke came from it, but it didn't explode.

"Then you eat it," Aereya said as she bit into the plant, smiling, "only dragons should, however." James nodded, only a dragon could handle a plant that hot. Waiting until she had finished her little snack, James continued further into the forest with Aereya. They traveled in silence, enjoying each others company for a while.

About twenty minutes later, James came across something he though he would never see again.

"What... how the hell?" he gasped, looking at the clearing ahead. A backpack and clothing were strewn across a clearing, and the young man knew they were his possessions.

"I believe these are yours, yes?" Aereya said, approaching him from behind. James spun and looked at her.

"You knew?" he accused lightly. The big blue dragon pawed at the ground.

"When I saw you get attacked yesterday, as I flew over I spotted your pack being torn apart by wolves. However you were a higher priority."

James blushed and nodded, looking at the ground. His life was more important to her.

"Thankyou for bringing me back," he apologised, and walked over to his bag. Not surprisingly, any trace of food had been removed by the ravenous wolves. His clothes, sealed in a waterproof bag, had fared better.

"At least I don't have to go naked," he smiled, and gathered up as much as possible. Putting them back into the torn bag, which held them at least, he looked for anything else. Pretty much everything else had been in the way of the food and had been destroyed.

"Oh well," James sighed, and lifter his pack onto his back. Pain shot through his leg and he dropped it again.

He clutched his leg in pain, while Aereya looked on helplessly. She couldn't do anything to alleviate his suffering, so instead she reached out and took his bag with her claws.

"Thankyou," James said again, climbing onto her back slowly and watching as they took off again.

"I could fly with you forever," he said with a small smile, the pain in his leg subsiding. Aereya said nothing, it was lucky she was blue. They headed back towards the cave, bag in tow, and reached it in good time. Aereya landed and folded her wings, allowing James to dismount carefully. She placed the bag next to his spot on the floor.

"I must do something about that," She said to herself, and took off again, before James could ask what she was doing. Sighing to himself, James sat down on the warm rock, thinking about the previous few days events. He was amazed to still be alive, and considering the circumstances, quite lucky to have found such great company.

He pondered these things for a good hour before Aereya returned. James was surprised to see a large slab of wood beneath her, which she was just barely carrying.

"Move," she ordered and he jumped out of the way, just as the large slab came crashing down to the ground next to his bag.

"Sorry," she apologised, "but it was very heavy." James looked at the slab and realised it was a makeshift bed. A giant slab of smooth wood, about two meters long and one and a half wide, as well as about one high. Very high, he noticed, not wanting to roll off the edge of that one.

"I took it from one of the biggest trees in the forest, carved it with my claws and smoothed it with flame."

"An old technique from the days when we dragons used to carve gifts for our mates. Although, it comes in useful for making something that's better that a stone floor," she chuckled, but James was genuinely grateful.

"Thankyou," he said for the third time, "this means a lot to me."

Aereya once again was glad she was blue. James walked over and lay down on it. It wasn't as good as a fluffy bed at home, but he had slept on wood before in his line of work, and this was better than any he'd ever seen. He would get used to it, and would come to like it, he knew. He had last time.

The rest of the day was spent talking, about the forest, about themselves, about anything. Aereya enjoyed the humans company, and James enjoyed the dragons. They went to sleep smiling, James curling up on his new bed, and Aereya curling up on the floor. Not for the first time, James marveled at how the cave was always so warm before he drifted off into a deep sleep.

***

The wood proved to be quite acceptable and James enjoyed a decent sleep for the duration of the night. The forest still moved around them, but sheltered in the cave of the mighty dragon, they were unaffected. Aereya stared at the human for a long time before sleeping himself, wondering just why she was helping him out so much.

I couldn't just let him die, one part of her mind nagged. But something felt different; something made her want to help him, not out of necessity, but something else. She liked James, sure, and he was one-of-a-kind was far as the humans she had seen were. Thinking about it harder, she knew she had been lonely. She was like any other sentient being; she just wanted a friend.

***

Over the next few days, James regained his strength completely. Aereya showed him the ways of the forest, and although it was hard at first, James proved to be a natural survivor. He had more strength than most of his peers, and a mind of the sharpest kind. Aereya and James grew closer each day, slowly opening up about their pasts.

They shared a bond no dragon and human had ever shared, that of a great friendship. James slowly forgot about the outside world of the Yotcama, and Aereya reveled in the company she had received. Even the mightiest of beasts had a soft spot for conversation, and conversation they shared, all day, every day.

A few weeks into their time together, James and Aereya had stayed inside the cave due to the thunderstorm that raged outside. James sat on the edge of his wooden slab and Aereya paced the edge of the cave. He was quite happy to remain inside, he was exhausted from all the days they had been out and didn't mind a day off. Aereya, however, had a very pressing issue on her mind.

The full moon was approaching, only the night away. The young female dragon knew she would go into heat, and because of the storm, couldn't visit the other dragons. She had never mated before, this being the second year she had come into heat and the first, no males had been available. Unfortunately for James, he was a male, and Aereya didn't trust her body enough not to mate the nearest thing in sight for him to stay.

After much deliberation, she decided the only way for the issue to have a peaceful ending was if she informed James honestly. After all, he had earned her trust many times over already. Taking a deep breath, she turned to James and told him everything. It only took about two minutes, but afterwards, James was in a very difficult position.

"I will leave, if you want me to," James offered, not particularly thrilled about going into the storm.

That's a nice offer," Aereya agreed, "but I don't want you to have to be out there on your own and die from hypothermia."

"So... what?" James asked, shaking his head, "I stay and you possibly... lose control and..." he blushed heavily, unable to finish.

Aereya pawed the ground embarrassedly.

"Yes, that's a possibility," she admitted awkwardly, "one I would like to avoid. It would... damage our relationship, I would think." James looked down; this was not an easy topic to discuss.

"Perhaps you will simply not be... attracted... to me," James suggested, and Aereya blushed.

"That is not an acceptable risk," she replied, throwing off the suggestion. They remained silent for a moment, each pondering a solution.

"I will stay until you show signs of... loss of control," James told her, but Aereya shook her head.

"It may come on quick, and what if you can't leave in time?" she argued.

"Well, it can't be that bad if that happens," James said, and Aereya looked shocked.

"I... what?" she said, wondering if she'd heard him correctly.

"I was only joking," James said, and Aereya grumbled.

"It's not that funny right now," she said, but James walked over to her and rested a hand on her neck.

"Ease up," he ordered, "this full moon is making you uptight."

Aereya nodded, and shook her body, the feeling of his hand on his neck making her flush. It must be the cycle, she told herself; everything was getting to her more than usual.

"I think it's coming on slowly, that's what's affecting me," she said, looking at her claws.

"Well, we'll just have to wait and see. I'm not leaving yet, and that's final. What kind of friend would I be?" James smiled, sitting back down on her bed, and Aereya smiled back.

"Thankyou James," she said, lying back down in the corner.

***

A few hours passed, and night fell slowly. Aereya's breathing became more and more ragged, her body twitched occasionally, and her face showed signs of inner torment. James could do nothing as he watched the proud dragon degenerate into a horny, depraved mess in front of him. The moon rose slowly, and James was extra cautious now, watching the dragon like a hawk. So far, so good.

It pained him to see her like this, her body punishing her for averting natures' course. James jumped when Aereya growled, but realised she was just letting off some steam. Literally. It was almost ten o'clock now in standard time, and James was beginning to worry about Aereya. She looked very pained, and his inner nature lover wanted to do something about it.

"How are you holding up," he finally said, breaking the epic silence between them. He immediately regretted it. Aereya raised her head from between her forelegs, and stared at him with bloodshot eyes. All of a sudden, she stood up and glared at him.

"Aereya, are you oka..." he began but was cut off when she pounced on him, knocking him clean off his feet and slamming him into the ground.

"Aereya," he cried out but it was like she had been possessed, she couldn't hear him. He cringed as her large bulk loomed over him, like a predator stalking her prey. Her claw roughly tore through his clothing, leaving small marks where it had nicked his skin. He cried out in pain, but was quickly silenced by what he saw next.

As she straddled him he saw something which made his jaw drop through the floor. Looking down between her legs he saw her dripping vent, wet and needy from hours of restraint. Pressing down onto his body, she spread his legs with her bulk and began to lower herself onto his struggling form, hoping to ease her suffering.

"AEREYA!" James yelled desperately, one last time. She stopped and looked at him, red eyes staring into his.

"Aereya, please, it's me, James, calm down, please," he begged, "you don't want to do this, please." Aereya looked harder, as though trying to read him.

He pushed his hands against her huge chest and tried one more time.

"Please, Aereya, control yourself. For me," he added softly. It seemed at though an eternity had passed, but slowly, he felt her body rise from his own. Suddenly, she shook her mighty head and threw herself against the wall, roaring in shock at herself.

"I didn't..." she blubbered, "I can't have... oh heavens, I have... gods above, not James, I can't have, I couldn't... NO!" Aereya pressed herself against the wall, unable to look at James. Still in an amount of shock, James got up, his heart pounding. Even in his shaken state, he still felt sympathy for Aereya. It was hard to watch such a mighty creature break down like this.

"I'm so sorry... I can't believe... I'm... so sorry," she gasped between ragged breaths, pressing her large bulk against the cave wall and avoiding eye contact. James felt a little cool, no clothes wasn't exactly the best thing, even in a warm-ish cave. The winds from the storm blew in softly and he shivered.

"Aereya," James whispered, approaching her slowly despite himself, "Aereya, are you in control now?" She hid her face between her forelegs, but nodded her head visibly.

"I am so sorry," she finally said, regaining her composure slowly, "I never wanted to put you in that position."

"In that position?" he asked, wondering about her strange phrasing.

"I never wanted to hurt you, and now you must think I'm some kind of monster," she continued sadly.

Feeling a little more confident, James walked a bit closer.

"It's not your fault," he told her consolingly, but she flinched at his approach.

"But it is," she stated flatly, still not looking at him.

"It was your body, your instinct driving you. You can't beat yourself up over that," James argued, but Aereya snorted.

"I wish it were that simple," she said quietly, almost so James couldn't hear. James looked at her, a little surprised.

"What do you mean?" he asked, unable to decipher her meaning.

"I..." Aereya began but faltered.

"What?" James demanded, stepping closer, "what are you saying?"

"I could have resisted more," Aereya admitted, hanging her head, "I didn't stop myself."

"Don't be silly, you just lost out to your body," he tried to tell her but she shook her head furiously.

Looking him straight in the eye, revealing her head finally, Aereya growled and said, "Stop." James looked at her, rather stunned by her abrupt attitude change. "I'm sorry," Aereya continued, "but I have to own up to this or I will never forgive myself. I wanted it, understand? I could have resisted, but I didn't, because I wanted to mate with you, and I let that overcome my judgment."

James was shocked, his mouth hanging open slightly.

"Aereya," he muttered, but couldn't say anything else. Aereya hid her head again, the burst of courage gone.

"I wanted it," she said again shamefully, "and now I've destroyed everything."

James didn't know how to act, what to say, or what to do. He was at a true loss for words and instead just fell back against his bed, looking at the sorry form of the blue dragon. He thought back a few moments ago, just a split second away from being raped by her. His mind flashed to her underbelly, the soft flesh between her legs, the moistness...

Instantly, James shuddered, and it wasn't because of the cold. The image remained in his mind, and then he saw it get closer and closer, his legs being spread, the heavy bulk pressing down on him, ready to take her...

My God, James thought to himself, shocked, finally seeing what had been in front of him the whole time.

"I wanted it too," James said, letting the words hang ominously in the air. A few seconds later, Aereya raised her head and looked straight into his eyes.

"Don't try to make me feel better, I saw your face, I know you didn't want it," she said, snarling at herself.

"That's because I was scared, you had lost control, and you were crazy. But you've always been there for me, protected me for the last weeks, saved my life, and looked after me. I had missed it for so long, because I didn't think it was possible, but it is. I love you, Aereya, I have ever since we started spending time together."

It was Aereya's turn to be stunned. She couldn't believe he reciprocated her feelings. But there was one thing she knew she had to say.

"I... love you too, James, and I... I am sorry for what I put you through. Love doesn't have to be about mating, I simply enjoy your companionship and friendship."

James sighed, the weight finally off his chest.

"So what now?" James asked.

"Well," Aereya suggested, "If you would accept, I would like for you to live with me permanently, forever."

James didn't even have to think about that one.

"I would gladly accept that offer," he told her, "I would love to live with you."

"Thankyou," Aereya breathed happily, sitting back down and leaning against the wall.

"Still," she continued, "I'm still being affected by my cycle, and I'm not sure how long this period of control will last. I think I have a handle on it, but I can't be too sure. I think you should leave now." She motioned to the cave entrance, sadness in her eyes.

"But..." James tried to complain, but Aereya cut him off.

"It's for the best. I'm sorry, I don't want to hurt you," she said forcefully, making it final. James nodded, and stood up reluctantly, walking past Aereya and back to the exit of the cave.

"Uh, I don't think I can get down," James noted.

Aereya looked up and cursed herself on her stupidity. Of course he couldn't, what had she been thinking. It wasn't a problem for her, but he didn't have wings.

"Looks like I don't have a choice then, I'll just have to control myself," Aereya snorted, unhappy that she could put him in danger.

"I believe in you," James consoled her quietly. He went back over and sat down, his thumbs running along the edge of his bed.

It was still early in the night, and he knew he would still have to watch his dragon go through more suffering for hours on end. He wouldn't be able to sleep, and would have to stay with her all night long.

But...

No, his mind argued.

Why not? She's obviously in pain, and you could help her do something about it.

She's a DRAGON!

She's a female, same as any who just needs a little love to get her through the night

She would tear you apart!

I don't have to have her... mount me.

Yes you do, that's why you're reacting this way. Your horny, she's releasing pheromones, you can't resist.

I don't want to resist, I want to have sex with her, I see that now.

But is that smart? What if she doesn't find you sexually attractive, only mentally? Could you handle the rejection?

I'd do anything for her, and that's final. I'm going to ask, if she doesn't want to, she doesn't have to.

This might end badly though, just know that.

His mind made up, James got up and walked over to Aereya, who had to breathe deep when he approached.

"Don't get close," she warned, but he shook her head.

"Aereya, I need to ask you something," he said, blushing slightly at what he was about to do.

"Anything," she replied, not realising that he was about to stretch that definition.

"You said earlier, when you... you know, that you wanted me," he asked awkwardly, "in... that way. Now that you are... in control again, do you still feel the same way?

"I..." Aereya replied embarrassedly, "I... why do you ask? I mean, I lost control, but..."

"It's a simple question," James said sharply, "did you, at any stage, want to have sex with me?" Aereya looked at him and found herself unable to lie to him, his face said it all.

"Please forgive me," she asked, "but... yes, I wanted you as my mate. I know it sounds terrible, I know, and I know that I'm... well, not exactly your size, but I have fallen in love with every part of you, your mind and your body. I'm sorry."

James, on the other hand, kneeled down in front of her and looked her straight in the eye.

"Aereya, if you would have me, I would gladly be your mate, both physically and spiritually." At this, the great blue dragon sat bolt upright and stared at him, dumbstruck.

"You mean," she began but James confirmed it.

"Yes, I would mate with you." Aereya shook her head, much to James' surprise.

"No, we can't do this," she growled.

"I thought you said you wanted to have sex with me?" James said, a little hurt that his offer had been rejected so swiftly.

"It's not that, I just... I don't want to hurt you. My size, your frame, I could seriously inj..."

"I don't care," James almost shouted. Aereya stopped talking and looked at him.

"It's my choice, and I will risk it. Plus, you are one amazingly attractive dragon," he added with a wink.

Aereya had to try hard to restrain herself after that comment.

"I..." she began, but James put a finger to her jaw.

"Come on," he whispered, begging, "I know you want it, and I do to. We love each other, there's no-one around, and you need this."

The powerful dragon sighed and looked down. His logic was sound, but she still had no desire to hurt him.

After a minute's silence, she looked at him and said, "Okay." James smiled and hugged her, closing his eyes and feeling her heartbeat against his body. Aereya couldn't help but smile too.

"We'll take this slow," Aereya told him, and he nodded. He released his arms from her neck and kissed her on the lower jaw. She reciprocated by licking his nose affectionately, which made him even happier. He hadn't gotten this close to her face before, but now, it just seemed natural. After all, he was going to try and have intercourse with her. They needed to know each others bodies.

"Why don't we take this to the bed?" he asked, motioning towards the wooden slab. Aereya rose and sauntered over, lying down on top of the large wooden slab, facing James. She only just fit, and looked rather comical doing so. He continued to kiss her nose, making his way over her horns with his fingers as he did so.

He tenderly wrapped his arms around her neck again and kissed her mouth directly. Aereya was in heaven, he knew how to really make her feel loved. Carefully, she opened her mouth and he took the opportunity to run his tongue over hers. Taking a chance, she extended her tongue a little, and before either of them knew it, their mouths had gained a life of their own.

Despite its size, James' mouth accommodated her tongue well, their saliva exchanging passionately. Due to her ability to breath fire, her mouth was clean of anything but her own fluids, so James got to know her taste. Her tongue had an exotic flavor to it, making his hair stand on end. It was a very erotic feeling.

After a few minutes, James withdrew from their kiss and swallowed, tasting her flavor in his mouth. She herself smiled at his human taste, it was unique and pleasurable to her tastebuds. Closing her eyes she felt him work his way down her neck, kissing every part of it slowly and sexily.

As he got closer to her chest he could feel her rumbling heartbeat, pounding away steadily as he caressed her scales with her lips. The slow treatment was sending Aereya into a premature mating frenzy, her body responding to every touch, every kiss, every action he bestowed upon her. It was driving her wild with pleasure.

When James reached her underbelly, he stopped and motioned for her to lay on her back. Aereya complied, rolling onto her back and exposing herself to the eager human. James eyes widened as her saw her hidden treasure for the first time. It was swollen with need, down far beneath her underbelly, just before her tail

"It's so...," James breathed, unsure now about what he was doing. Aereya grinned proudly.

"Like what you see?" she chuckled. James nodded, it was magnificent. He reached out and nervously placed a finger on it. He did softly, Aereya moaning at the contact with her most private of places.

James lent in close, inspecting her beautiful flower. Thanks to his foreplay, she was wet with anticipation, and ready to go. Her slit was bright blue, like her scales, but inside was a rich, fleshy pink. As he looked closer he could smell her enticing aroma, drawing him in. This was offset by the shiny covering of lubricant that had accumulated from her arousal and glistened off her scales.

Her outer lips were soft, with a grippy texture which looked like it was made for adding extra pleasure for the male. This followed into a soft nub, her clitoris, which when stimulated would add to her pleasure. Topping it off was a very deep entrance, which James had no idea how deep it was or what would lay within.

"It seems I have you rather speechless," Aereya teased him with a proud tone, noticing him staring at it. James blushed, he was still a little apprehensive. It was going to be a big job getting this dragon off, that was for sure.

"You don't have to do this," Aereya told him, not wanting to have him feel like he had to.

"I want to, and besides, I've come to far now," James replied, making it a sealed deal.

"How do you want to do this?" she asked, a little awkwardly.

"Just relax," he said, "I'll see what I can do."

He took both of his hands and placed them around her opening, making sure to only touch her scales. Using his thumbs he rubbed around the edges of her scales, not touching her vent at all, eliciting a growl of contentment from the mighty dragon.

"That's already making me feel better," she muttered under her breath, but James heard her and smiled; he could tease.

The proximity of his fingers to her sex made the dragoness highly aroused, her leg twitching in anticipation. She had never expected that her relief would come in the form of any being other than a male dragon. Now that she was presented with the choice, however, a human seemed like a much more... exotic option.

James put a small amount of pressure on her firm scales, rubbing either side in tiny circles with his thumbs. He watched, fascinated, as her fleshy lips parted just a fraction and then contracted with every rotation. He sniffed deeply; a powerful odor was drifting from her body, filling his nose and making his manhood stiffen strongly.

He knew it was her pheromones, her dragon mating scent. She was a dragoness in full heat now, and needed good attention to satisfy her needs. James hoped he'd be enough for her. He watched her belly rise and fall with each breath the dragoness took, her chest rumbling with contentment. Her tail brushed against his knee, the tip curling around his leg.

The human male smiled, slowly easing his hands closer to where she wanted him to be.

"You know how to keep a female on the edge," Aereya shivered, a smile across her face. James grinned, he was going to make he gave his beautiful mate everything he could possibly manage.

She watched intently as her massaged her, showing her a means of pleasure she hadn't expected. Suddenly, he brushed slightly against her outer lip, eliciting a surprised twitch from the blue female. James smiled, glad he was having that kind of effect of her. Carefully, he traced the outside of her snatch with his index finger, trailing slowly around and driving her crazy.

He finally stopped at her clitoris, sliding his thumb directly over it and rubbing it in a small circle. The result was instantaneous; Aereya moaned in delight with the intimate contact. Not stopping there, he brushed over her sensitive slit and applied a small amount of pressure as he did so, feeling her softer scales shift invitingly under his fingers.

He could feel a layer of moisture across her entrance, and on his thumb. He sniffed them and sighed, the scent was intoxicating to him. Aereya knew just how she was affecting the human, and grinned.

"Like what you smell?" she teased, shifting a little.

James nodded in reply and returned to rubbing her clit gently, sending waves of pleasure through the mighty dragon. He hoped he was doing it well. He used his other fingers to rub against her warm vent, making sure not to succumb to his deep desire to part her slick folds and... no, he told himself mentally, you must concentrate on the task at hand.

The blue dragoness was beginning to wonder if he was going to continue like this all night. It wasn't that she didn't love every second of it, it was just her body was begging to be forcibly stimulated by the male before her. James breathed softly, sliding his thumb along her lips gently, easing her into her first sexual encounter.

"If you keep that up I may not last very long later," Aereya told him, but she was smiling. James grinned back; he knew she still had plenty left in her reserves. He knew inwardly that this wasn't going to be an easy task.

"Ready to take the next step?" he asked quietly.

"By all means," she replied, nodding her great head. James stopped his massaging and placed his fingers either side of her. Slowly and steadily he parted her slit with his hands, watching in awe as he got his first glimpse of her fleshy insides. He gasped as he saw her moist folds shift before his eyes, her scent catching him unawares.

"My god," he breathed, the intense pheremonal scent assaulting his nose and causing his body to stiffen, in more ways than one.

"I'm sorry," Aereya apologised, "it may be a little intense if you're not used to it." James shook his head.

"No," he told her, "it's fine. It's so... intoxicating, I..."

Aereya chuckled, she knew just how aroused he was getting. She could see his hard erection standing proudly in front of her; it made her shiver with desire. She hoped with every inch of her being that she would have the honour of feeling it inside of her eventually. James finally overcame his surprise, taking a hard look at her exposed vagina.

Keeping the dragoness spread with his left hand, he ran his right index finger along the inside rim of her opening. Aereya inhaled sharply as his lone finger caressed her inner lips, becoming wet with her fluids in seconds. He couldn't believe how soft she was, it was like touching liquid silk and yet, she was quite firm at the same time.

The blue dragon could sense his confusion, and just as he was about to ask, cut in.

"Female dragon's have the ability to accommodate a mate of almost any size," she explained, "because of the difference in male dragon's sizes, our bodies are designed to accept a mate's penis of any girth with the same level of pleasure for both parties."

James nodded, thinking that he understood.

"So if say... it was a small dragon," he began, but Aereya nodded.

"Yes, he would fit just as well as a big one, and feel the same pleasure. We are... tight, yet stretchy."

She chuckled awkwardly, it wasn't easy to say that. James smiled, however, because that meant he would be a good size for her. He didn't want to leave a dragon unsatisfied. He pushed a tiny bit harder on her, his finger sliding across her hot vent with ease. Deciding she had been teased enough, he withdrew his finger, much to Aereya displeasure.

"What are you..." she began but he silenced her by taking his wet finger and pushing it into her moist cavern, causing the dragoness to gasp in pleasure. He didn't stop; his finger sliding easily into her until it was completely within her. Without breaking his momentum, James pulled it straight back out and repeated the action.

He was highly aroused by how easily her velvety folds accepted the new intruder, parting softly around his finger and caressing it gently. With surprise her realised that her vagina actually was massaging his finger, rippling around his lone digit and trying to gently bring it deeper.

"Amazing," he whispered to himself, but Aereya heard him and blushed.

"Anything for you," she whispered back, and he looked at her, glad she was trying to make this as incredible for him as possible, even if she was a hormonal mess at the present time. He slowly moved back and forth into her, feeling her moist folds accept his finger eagerly, like they had a mind of their own.

Masturbating a dragon hadn't been especially high on his to-do list when he entered the Yotcama, primarily because he wouldn't have even considered it to be anything less than a joke a month ago. He looked down at his wet finger, slipping into the hidden flesh before him, and the realisation of what he was doing really began to hit home.

"This is amazing," James told himself quietly, "a dragon! A real dragon, and you're getting her off!" He increased his pace, his vigor renewed as he knew what he had to do. What he wanted to do. He curled his finger inside of her, stroking the dragoness' upper wall and putting a little pressure on her clitoris as he did so.

Aereya grunted with delight as he fingered her in this manner, her tender flesh squeezing around him. James smiled, by the sound of it she seemed to be enjoying it. She hadn't told him to stop at any rate. She looked down at him with pure lust, a wide smile across her amazing face. James smiled back, and pulled his finger out, showing her his slick digit.

Aereya blushed inwardly, she was going to soak him at this rate. James didn't mind, however, upping the stakes by pushing straight back into her, this time with a second finger. She gasped and laid her head back, allowing James to slide out and press back again, the combined pressure of two fingers doubling the pleasure.

Her tight walls gripped his fingers invitingly, as if daring them to go deeper. James could only be too happy to comply, pressing into her as far as he could. Her scales pressed against his knuckles, his fingers buried as deep with her cavern as was possible. Aereya grunted with the depth, looking down at his hand with satisfaction etched across her face.

"You are amazing at this," she commented, and James beamed.

"I haven't done this before," he replied.

"You're a virgin?" the dragon asked, surprised.

"Yeah," James admitted, "I was little to 'scientific' for the females back home. They didn't like a guy who could calculate Pi to the ten-thousandth decimal without a calculator."

"I am too," Aereya told him, and he looked at her.

"Wow," James commented, "this should be an experience for both of us then." Aereya nodded, and rested her head back against the wood, the pleasure getting the best of her.

"You're so soft, and so warm," James commented, unsure how to describe the feeling his hands was detecting.

Aereya smiled, pleased that he was content with her body. She hoped she would be enough for him, not that she needed to worry too much. Judging by the look on his face, he was plenty happy. A moan escaped her as he pumped his fingers into her slick depths, small sloshing noises coming from the sheer amount of lubricant she had produced.

She was so incredibly hot inside, her firm walls clenching heatedly around his invading digits.

"I hope I'm doing this right," he muttered, but Aereya heard him.

"I've never felt anything like this in my life," she said truthfully, hoping to make him feel more comfortable.

"This is going to take forever if I continue like this," he informed her.

"You're doing fine," Aereya told him, licking her teeth, "you can stop if you want."

"I didn't do all this for nothing, and besides, I had something in mind." Aereya looked at him, intrigued, wondering just what he was planning to do.

"I want to... use my mouth," James told her, blushing. Aereya looked a little surprised.

"Don't feel like you have to do anything special to please me," she said, but he shook his head.

"I want to, besides, my arm is getting tired," James admitted.

He pumped his finger into her pussy a few more times, before pulling out of her slowly. Long, sticky trails of her lubricants followed, connecting them together. Knowing he would have to taste her eventually, he brought his hand up and licked over his fingers, right in front of Aereya. His tongue worked its way between his fingers, scooping up a fair bit of her wet emissions.

He brought it all into his mouth, and his eyes shot wide open with surprise.

"Oh my God, that's delicious!" he exclaimed, unable to control himself, and Aereya smiled happily. He stopped licking his fingers, and instead stood right back in front of her swollen, needy sex and brought his head down.

About to ask what he wanted to do the mighty dragoness got her answer when she felt James kiss her clitoris, then kiss the base of her flower, then lick from the bottom all the way to the top, collecting a fair amount more of her fluids on the way. Swallowing them, he rolled his tongue over her clitoris and then made his way down again, his tongue pressed firmly against her outer lips.

"That... feels... incredible," Aereya moaned, her whole body shuddering with anticipation. She was the luckiest dragon ever, and she knew it. Male dragons didn't give oral sex, so the whole experience was a first for her, or any dragoness in history. And with his mouth all over her most private of places, it would be an experience indeed.

James using the tip of his tongue to circle her clit lovingly, savouring her incredible taste on his tongue. He slowly moved downwards, caressing the line between flesh and scale. When he reached the base of her vent he pressed his tongue into the crease of flesh swiftly, creating a heavenly pressure for the dragoness before him.

He didn't break pace; swiftly licking her entire slit back to the tip, feeling her soft flesh flow over his tastebuds. It was a taste he knew that he would become unable to deny if he continued. Not that he cared, he wanted to fall under the spell of this beautiful dragoness. He would gladly be hers for eternity if he could.

Aereya watched with a deep interest in what her human lover was doing to her. She hadn't even considered oral sex before, but now that he was performing it on her, she was very glad he did. He's so gentle, she thought happily, and so skillful. I can't believe he hasn't done this before. His tongue feels so good, it's incredible.

She let out an involuntary moan as he continued his detailed work on her flower, tongue sliding over every inch of her exposed vulva. When he reached her clit he changed tack and brought his lips down, sucking on her sensitive nub tenderly. Never had the dragoness been exposed to so much pleasure in such a short time.

She arched her back slightly as James thoroughly enjoyed her body, working towards his goal of bringing her over the edge. He knew that to do so, he would need to engage in a heavy amount of foreplay or she wouldn't be satisfied. He guessed that dragons would have huge staying power, and by what he currently saw, he knew he was right.

Aereya was having a difficult time remaining coherent as wave after wave of sexual pleasure assaulted her brain; James' warm breath on her sensitive flesh making the oral even more relaxing and stimulating. He was so amazingly thorough, his human tongue teasing her every crevasse, every inch and fold of her smooth flesh.

The transition from soft scales to pink flesh was very sexy to James. With her whole strong, protected demeanor and powerful build it was incredibly sensual to have access to such a sensitive, unprotected area of her body. She was putting her complete trust in him, an action which he would honour for the rest of his life.

She snaked her head around slowly and took a peek between James' legs. Her breath caught when she saw his proud erection; stiff as a board and with a small bead of pre-cum dribbling off the tip. She watched as the bead slid down his shaft, longing to taste it for herself, to hold his manhood in her maw.

"Is my dragon getting a little restless," James teased, not breaking momentum in the slightest. Aereya looked at his cheeky face, smiling.

"I was just inspecting the latest treasure to enter my cave," she replied with a wink.

James stopped and looked up, saying with a grin, "but it's not in your cave just yet."

Aereya blushed at his insinuation, glad she was blue.

"Such a naughty boy," she whispered, "how can I punish you?" James brought his head back down, running his tongue straight through her slit.

"You're in no position to punish anyone," James replied slyly, tickling her clitoris with his tongue.

"Then I suppose I will have to wait for my treasure a little while longer," she moaned, giving in to his oral treatment. He sucked on her nub for a few moments, before sliding his tongue over her soaked entrance one more time.

Suddenly, he withdrew his tongue from her slit, swallowing the excess fluids on his tongue.

Aereya looked down at him, confused. James smiled, letting her shuffle a little in anxious anticipation.

"What's wrong?" she asked, missing the feeling of his mouth inside of her immediately.

"I don't believe you ever asked politely," James told her, a playful smile forming on his face.

Aereya clued into his little game again instantly.

"I'm a dragon," she reasoned with a chuckle, "I take what I want." James smiled.

"Is that so?" he asked, "well I think you should say please."

Aereya hung her head, knowing she wasn't going to get anything any other way.

"Please?" she asked with a polite smile, but James saw a flicker of pain over her eyes. Her heat must be trying to control her again. Not wanting to have her suffer again, James decided he was going to get her to come, no matter what he had to do.

"Anything for you," he told her, changing his angle of attack a little. He repositioned himself a little and placed his fingers either side of her tender slit. His mind filled with lust, he parted her virgin lips slowly; spreading the dragoness out before him. She shivered as fresh air flowed through her previously unexposed inner flesh.

James could only stare in pure awe at what he was seeing, quite possibly the only person in the universe to ever see this hidden part of a dragon's body. The thought made him a little nervous, he realised the sheer immensity of the task he had undertaken. He leaned forward and inspected her closely, much to Aereya's private delight; it made her feel appreciated.

The immediate increase in the strength of her rich pheremonal scent made James very weak in the knees. It was almost enough to overcome his restraint; his body shuddered with the urge to simply breed this dragoness and release his pent-up self within her. Still, he hung on to his sanity, knowing that he had to do his best for his lover.

He looked at her with growing interest, marveling at just how perfect this dragoness has been created. Her flesh glistened with lubricating fluids, velvety and warm, yet rippled with a subtle strength that belied her power. James knew, just from observation, that Aereya had not lied; she could very much adjust her size to meet any girth perfectly.

Not that it was that important now, as he brought his mouth back down to where he wanted it to be. Using his left hand to keep her from closing up on him, he pushed his tongue into her and took a deep lick of her wonderful snatch. The effect was instantaneous; Aereya snorted a ring of smoke as she felt the intense sensation through her lower body.

James didn't stop there, dragging his tongue across every inch of her exposed vagina he could reach. His face was slowly being smeared with her fluids as he tasted her properly for the first time. Her flavour was incredible; James realising it got much more overwhelming the deeper he went. He knew, that was where he had to go.

Using his fingers as best he could James opened Aereya as wide as possible, burying his tongue as far in as he possibly could. Her creamy taste filled his mouth, sending his senses on a wild ride through a rollercoaster of powerful smells, tastes and sensations. He was completely addicted now, not sure if would ever be able to stop himself.

Aereya had laid her head against the wall, unable to do much at all while her body was being stimulated as it was. She simply submitted to his actions, knowing that she would never wish for them to end. His soft tongue exploring the confines of her sex was the only thing in her mind; everything else was unimportant to her.

Now that she had been opened up completely James pushed her to the very limits. He began to lose what little of his dignified composure he had left; his face covered in her juices and his expression one of pure ecstasy. Her silky flesh parted easily for his tongue, her body eagerly accepting her mate's oral treatment.

James could feel her folds part with every lick, curving around his tongue like they had been designed for that very purpose. James knew, however, that it had been designed to accept a thick, meaty dragon cock. His own cock throbbed in delight as he pictured a powerful male dragon seeding her with his rich cum, and then allowing James to lick it out of her.

Still, no dragon was going to mate with his dragoness while he was still around. He felt rather protective of her now, bonded so closely with his female mate. He could hear her heavy breath catch as he pressed especially deep, his mouth pressed against her warm entrance as he lapped at her insides.

Subconsciously, he noticed something a little different across her scales. A change in texture, like a divet in her perfect form. With a start he realised it was her rear, tight and inviting. He thought about it for a minute, and decided that he would give what he was considering a try. He hoped she would enjoy it just as much.

"I hope you don't mind..." James said, stopping his oral and placing his finger just on the edge of her pucker.

"What are you doi..." she began but was quickly silenced when he pressed his finger straight into her anal passage. She snorted in surprise and looked down at him with a curious and confused look in her eye.

She stared at him for a few seconds before clenching her anal muscles experimentally around his lone digit.

"That's... interesting," she said, a little uncertain, adding, "are you sure?" James was caught a little off guard, he hadn't expected her to ask him whether it was right or not.

He nodded and informed her, "relax, it's just another way to stimulate you. Tell me if you don't like it." Aereya nodded and untensed her muscles, watching as he slid his finger back out and pushed it even deeper. With her consensual nod, James began to finger her tailhole with a gentle, steady pace.

Any doubts Aereya may have had were evaporated almost instantly. It was soothing, pleasurable, and a little naughty; a combination that pleased the dragoness greatly.

"Oh, keep going," Aereya told him and James nodded, glad that she was on board.

She had a tight rear, that was for sure. He would have to wait a little before he could 'raise the stakes', as it were. Until then, he knew exactly what he needed to do. Without stopping his finger he used his free hand to spread her vaginal lips open once more, and reinserted his tongue into her canal.

Aereya growled, the twin sensations driving her mad with arousal. James was surprised at the extreme cleanliness of her rear, making him wonder if dragons ever did defecate. He had never seen her need to eject bodily waste, leading him to the conclusion that her tailhole was simply aesthetic. Or at least, for extra pleasure.

With his tongue caressing her vaginal walls and his finger repeatedly pressing into her sexy rear, he was sure he could get this mighty beast to climax.

"This is... incredible," Aereya confirmed, making James feel a rush of pride for his work.

James was putting all of his effort into her now, his mouth plastered unceremoniously on her crotch, his tongue as far inside of her as was possible. Her delicious taste only got stronger the further he went; this made him desperate to seek new depths inside of her. Aereya may have said something witty about that but he was doing such a wonderful job she didn't want to distract him.

The feeling of being able to clean out her warm vent with his tongue was not one James would ever be able to forget. It was so incredibly sexual, so personal; he loved every second of it. Aereya was panting heavily now, the twin penetrations sending waves of pleasure rocketing through her body.

She loved the steady sensation of his finger in her tight rump, a place she had never thought meant anything. She knew humans used it to expel waste from their bodies, but dragons simply incinerated their food in their stomachs; expelled as fire. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when she felt a pressure against her tailhole and gasped as James inserted a second finger to join the first.

He barely stopped, pounding her with his fingers at a rapid pace. Her sphincter clenched around the twin invaders, making James smile; he knew that she loved it.

"Oh, James," she moaned, looking down at her human mate with a loving expression on her draconic face.

"I'm so glad I met you," Aereya said shakily, waves of pleasure rendering her speech difficult, "I don't know anyone else who would do this for me, or anything, for that matter." James's heart twinged knowing she must have been lonely for so long. A creature this wonderful and social needed a friend, and luckily for him, he was that friend.

"Don't you ever come?" James asked, stopping for a second to talk.

"I'm getting close," was all the dragon could reply. James could feel her need and pushed his tongue back into her vent, flicking his tongue swiftly along her walls, this time hoping to finally make his dragon cum.

He continued his combination of techniques for minutes, the time passing unheeded as he worked at his lover's holes. He wondered just how much of her sweet juices he had ingested from her now. Every strong lick of her warm vent sent more of her delicious nectar into his stomach. James began to wonder if she had an endless supply.

He wanted to ask her about it but his speech was in a temporary state of suspension. It was hard to talk through a good slab of dragon pussy. When he thought about it, everything that this dragoness possessed seemed limitless. Her intelligence, her charm, her beauty; even her vagina and tailhole seemed to have no discernable limits.

He knew it was time now. He cleaned her out with intense vigour, his tongue exploring her deepest, most secret place with a passion. He gave it his all; fingers pounding into her rear at a rapid pace. Surely she couldn't last much longer...

"I'm close, you should stop," Aereya informed him, looking back down at her human lover.

"I don't want to," James said, and Aereya felt a surge of love for her mate.

"You don't understand," she argued, "I will cover you with my bodily fluids if you continue like this."

"That's what I'm hoping for," James replied, winking at him, "hope you don't mind, but I'm not finishing you by hand."

Aereya could see the futility in arguing, James's mind already made up on the issue.

"Thankyou," she whispered gratefully, trying to imagine a better lover but failing miserably. He wanted to swallow her emissions, and there could be no higher honor for her. If he wanted it, it was his.

He continued for another minute or two, before Aereya showed signed of her impending climax. They had been at it for almost half and hour now, and James was about to reap the rewards of his efforts. James pressed into the dragon's slit and anus simultaneously; as deep as he could, using his tongue and fingers to finally bring the mighty beast over the edge.

With a loud roar, Aereya's passage clamped down around his tongue, her body twitching as her own mating fluids poured from her. James was stunned, unable to believe she could produce that much. He immediately began to drink as much as he could; wet mouthfuls of dragoness nectar sliding into his stomach. James tried as best he could, but in the end it was hard to get it all.

Unable to keep up with the pool of viscous liquid which streamed from the pent-up dragoness' vagina, James could only watch as it streamed from her body and ran down his chest, legs and feet, dripping onto the ground. Aereya was in a world of her own, lying on her side gasping from her first orgasm. The sheer amount was making James feel rather light-headed, having swallowed at least a litre in the process.

After about a minute the orgasm tapered down to a trickle, Aereya managing to sit upright enough to look at her human companion. What she saw made her smile. A few seconds later her swollen lips began to ease and her body began to relax; a steady trickle of her excess emissions dribbling from her overstimulated snatch. He slowly slid his fingers from her tailhole, eliciting another small gasp.

"Are... you... alright," she panted, still recovering. James coughed a couple of times and licked his lips.

"I have never," he replied, a twinkle in his eyes, "tasted ANYTHING that fantastic in my life!" Aereya chuckled, but inside she felt extremely glad that she had been able to satisfy him as well.

To further add to her pleasure, James leaned forward and licked the remaining lubricants from her spent body, smearing them all over his body as he moved. A few moments later it she was clean and relaxed again, and she sighed contentedly.

"Amazing," he said, shaking his head, "unbelievable." Aereya was inclined to agree with that analogy.

Now that the dragon was no longer in need of sexual attention, James took a change to survey the scene, as did Aereya. Warm, wet dragon juice covered almost every part of his body, and some of hers. The floor and his wooden bed had received their fair share as well. It was simply incredible, he had never even imagined that she could produce half of this, let alone what was before him.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, and Aereya curled her head around next to him. He pressed his hand against her stomach, feeling the immense amount of power her heart was exerting. He could feel her heavy breath, her warm scales and her pounding heart as though they were his own, their bodies synchronizing perfectly with each other

Even if it was only oral pleasure, and wouldn't lead to pregnancy, Aereya felt immense amounts of pure love for her human mate. It was a rare person who would help her like he had.

"I love you, James," Aereya whispered into his ear, "thankyou for everything."

"I love you too," he replied, stroking her wing and feeling the leathery texture under his fingers. He used her tongue and licked around the outside of his lips, trying to taste the last remnants of her orgasm she had painted on him. With a sigh he swallowed eagerly, laying his head down and pressing up against his beautiful mate.

***

They lay there for a long time, almost a whole hour passed unheeded between them in the afterglow of such an incredible release. He suddenly gasped in surprise when he felt her hot tongue lick along his naked body, cleaning the rest of her fluids off of his form. She swallowed and smiled, licking his lips.

"You're right," she noted, "I do taste alright." James chuckled and rubbed her chin, pulling her head closer and indulging in another French kiss. Their tongues mingled and they lost themselves in the bliss of the moment, both dragoness and human lost in their own world, away from everything else; only each other mattered now.

The night was still in progress, the storm outside subsiding a little, but still prevalent. Man and dragon had curled up into a ball on the bed, reveling in the presence of the other. Ever since she had been born, Aereya had never thought she would like a human, let alone breed with one. James had been the same way, only he hadn't even known they existed.

"So I gather you are alright now?" James asked, looking up at his dragon intently.

"You did much to help," she replied, "I am much better now, thankyou." James thought about that for a second and realised she had just cleverly skirted the question.

"Much better?" he inquired with a skeptical tone, "so you're still suffering a little though." Aereya looked down, and realised she couldn't lie to him now.

"Yes," she admitted, "but I will be fine now. It is nothing to worry about."

James got out from under her wing and stood up, Aereya realising he wasn't going to let it go.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" he asked, "I mean, it's not like I haven't proven I can already."

"It's not a question of your devotion," she said, getting up and standing back on the floor, "I just don't want you to get hurt."

"Hurt?" he asked.

"The only way to get rid of a female dragon's heat is when the chemicals from a male orgasm neutralise those created by the female," she informed him. James closed his eyes and sighed, it made sense now.

"So the only way for you to be completely cured..."

"Is to mate with me, properly," the dragoness said embarrassedly, adding, "which could serious injure you." James sighed and leaned against the bed. It would be rather difficult and she could lose control, but now that the thought crossed his mind, he really wanted to try it.

"If I promise to go slow, and be careful, will you mate with me?" James asked, looking into her eyes. Aereya began to shake her head but stopped. As long as she was careful, they could take it slow. At least, that's what she hoped.

"If you really want to, then yes, I would be honored to take you as my mate," she said, bowing her head slightly out of respect for his commitment

James smiled, happy that she had accepted his offer. He was already getting aroused just thinking about it, but he was also a little apprehensive. She was huge, after all. She lay back down on the floor, a little unsure of how to proceed. James noticed this problem too, but realised that the bed was probably not the best place; she would be too high up for him.

"I should be able to.. you know, if you remain there," he informed her. She nodded and shifted her body, her naked form presenting itself to the horny human male. She spread her legs, giving him a clear view of her vaginal opening, which was heavily wet from her arousal. James couldn't help but stare, amazed by just how attractive every part of her was to him.

The sight of his erect manhood stirred deep emotions inside of her, standing tall and proud before her. Aereya watched with delight as his hard cock stiffened in front of her, pulsing with arousal and need. Here was a human entering the prime of his life, his young body rippling with vigour; ready to tackle the momentous task ahead.

"God you're hot," James whispered in awe, taking in the intimidating sight. Aereya felt quite happy knowing the effect she was having on him. He was having quite the same effect on her as well.

"Not as attractive as you," she replied, moving a little closer to him.

Before he could ask what she was doing, she brought her head around and flicked her tongue across his wonderful length. The young human moaned in pleasure as her rough tongue caressed his phallus, sending waves of pleasure through his body. Although unskilled, Aereya made up for her awkwardness by the fact that her tongue was simply long, hot and didn't miss a spot.

Liking what she was tasting, the young dragoness wasted no time in engulfing his erection into her mouth as deep into her as it would go. Much to James' pleasure, that was quite far. He moaned and clutched her head in pure ecstasy, allowing her even further access to his most private of places. It was simply overwhelming; her tongue was just too good. It was incredible, and he hadn't even mated with her yet.

Aereya was enjoying herself as well, her lovers' rich taste on her tongue. She slathered loads of her saliva over him, lubricating her mate for what was to come. The easier it was for him to mate with her, the more pleasure they would have.

"Ohhhh!" he gasped as her tongue worked its way around his meat, pleasing him with her wonderful, basic oral skill.

His warm cock slid around her mouth as she passionately sucked him off. Tongue met flesh as both parties sought to please the other, using all of their skill to make this night one to remember forever. James looked down between his legs and saw her large eyes staring at him while her tongue worked its way around him.

Just when he thought she would orgasm right there and then, she slowly removed him from her maw, a trail of her saliva following behind.

"That was incredible," he told her, panting a little.

"I was simply lubricating you," she lied, and James didn't fall for it for one second.

"You big liar," he chuckled, "you enjoyed that as much as me." Aereya grinned, and gave his shaft one last lick.

"Well," she admitted, "you have an incredible flavor. Maybe I'll just have to eat you later." James laughed at her joke, and slowly straddled her powerful tail, resting on her with relative ease.

"What are you doing?" she asked, James mounting her slowly. He moved into position, placing his front legs either side of her body and positioning his proud erection right in front of her vagina.

"Seems like someone isn't taking me seriously," she growled playfully, and James shivered in anticipation.

"Maybe you'll have to show me how," James suggested, eyes gleaming. She still couldn't take her eyes off his package, hanging tantalizingly close to her steamy vent.

"Perhaps I shall," Aereya agreed, adding, "although I'm beginning to wonder if I'm in control here anymore."

"Not anymore," James told her, looking away from her body and straight into her eyes. In the position they were in, James could look down on her easily. Slowly, he brought his head down and kissed her. Not a fiery, passionate kiss like before, but a tender, loving caress of their mouths, the weight of which finally crashed down upon James.

It was a lovers' kiss; nothing but pure love and affection for him emanated from the mighty dragon below him. In that moment he undertsood; that tender kiss, the sheer immensity of her feelings for him, and what he was giving to be with her. Aereya had chosen her mate, and that mate was him; it would always be him, forever. He finally knew what was about to come. He was going to have sex with a dragoness!

There was no rush, no sense of urgency between them now. They had all the time in the world to make each other happy. Their kiss lasted for over a minute, their tongues intertwining sensually together. After the few brief moments of tender romance, Aereya knew that she wanted him inside of her. She needed him inside of her.

James positioned his body directly over hers, his slippery penis dripping a bead of pre-cum across her abdomen. The warm drop made the dragoness smile, knowing that she would be claiming all of his fluids before the nights end.

"Are you ready?" he asked, looking his draconic lover straight in the eye.

"I've never been more ready for anything in my life," she replied honestly. James rewarded her by lowering his cock onto her soft entrance, eliciting a shiver from the dragon female. In all honesty Aereya was nervous; he had pleasured her so well it would be almost unfair not to perform highly in return.

"So warm," Aereya murmured, watching the pre dribbling from his tip over her clitoris. He ran her hands along his sides, staring down at her chest. It was good she had a flexible neck; otherwise he wouldn't be able to kiss her. He remained there for a few moments, giving her time to relax and stroke her body. Still, it was time to mate; he couldn't relax himself any longer.

He slid back, his stiff length rubbing along her lips. Aereya braced herself, expecting to feel his powerful organ plough into her needy sex. Instead, James went one better, extending the foreplay a little. Pushing back forward he ground his cock roughly against her, sliding his shaft back along Aereya's entrance.

Immediately he repeated the action, pressing his thick shaft forwards and backwards against her. She moaned in satisfaction, feeling his strong length work its way against her vagina. James smiled, knowing he had surprised her once again. She snaked her head around and pressed her mouth against his, once more seeking the confines of his tongue.

James accepted the kiss eagerly, moaning into her large mouth and shaking with pleasure as he rubbed against her, making her stomach slick with their combined lubricants and her pussy twitch in satisfaction. He could feel her every breath, every heartbeat as their bodies pressed against each other needily.

Through this constant contact James really got a feel for just how big and powerful she really was. Muscles rippled under his hands, her heavy breath rumbled in her chest, her heart pounding heavily. She truly was a creature of legend. Her scales were diamond-tough, but silky smooth and warm to the touch; her tail thudding onto the ground behind him made his aware of just how heavy she was.

Not to mention her amazing slit, which fit in well with her overall size. In his mouth he had thought it was great but now, with the smooth scales and silky flesh pressing against him, it felt almost impossibly wonderful.

"How am I ever going do take this?" he wondered to herself.

Aereya was enjoying himself, the feeling of her soft scales against his shaft made her smile with delight. James knew he would easily fit entirely inside of her, but considering how good it felt just to grind his length against her soft flower, he wouldn't need to.

"So... good," she grunted between thrusts, her hot breath wafting across James's face.

"Be a good dragon," James ordered her, "shut up and kiss me." Aereya looked at him, a little surprised, but saw that he was only joking about. Still, she didn't decline the offer, returning to slather more of her saliva into him. James didn't know how to explain it, but the whole messiness of the situation was a big turn-on, and Aereya felt the same way.

Each time he pushed forward against her clitoris, sparks of pleasure ran through her veins. Each time he slid back, their sticky fluids smeared across her stomach. It was a wondrous feeling, her sexy human rubbing against her like he was. She looked back down; taking in the amazing sight before her.

James placed his right hand on his shaft, feeling it slide against her slowly.

"This is quite relaxing," Aereya told him, "I could happily do this all day." James shuddered at the thought; that would be intense.

"Maybe we should, one day," James replied, smiling.

Aereya nodded, and James slid back further than he had before, stopping when his phallus was aligned directly with her draconic entrance.

"I think we should... begin," she suggested. James nodded, gulping in nervousness.

"Okay," he replied shakily, not knowing how it would feel for his first time.

"Don't be worried," Aereya reassured him, "a dragoness' vagina has some unique properties. It allows us to mate with a male dragon of any size." James looked at her, still a little unsure.

"Male dragon," he said, "isn't male human."

"I'm sure the same principle applies," she said, shifting her weight a little. James knew she wouldn't lie to him; if he couldn't trust her by now, who could he trust?

"I trust you," he whispered, spreading her vent wider than before.

Aereya nodded, considering how best to approach the situation. She leaned her head back against the edge of the bed behind her, which she was using to prop herself up, and nodded for him to begin. He took the hint and slowly moved his body forward, his slick cock beginning its long journey into her body.

Aereya gasped as his soft tip parted her lips, passing her scales and sliding into her long-awaiting body. James grunted in satisfaction as he sank the first inch of his fantastic length into his mate, feeling her warmth around him. Her temperature was much hotter, however, something James noticed quickly.

Once his tip had finally entered her completely, he stopped, allowing her to get used to the sensation. Aereya couldn't put the feelings she was experiencing into words. Even though it was only the head, she was already being stimulated beyond belief. The soft fleshy phallus inside of her fit perfectly, although that was to be expected.

She looked down at where their bodies were now connected, a smile forming on her face. Seeing just his shaft and knowing that the tip was inside her was a very erotic feeling, one she would never forget.

"How do you feel?" Aereya asked protectively. She didn't want to pressure him under any circumstance.

"Aside from a little impressed, quite fantastic," James replied, stretching his arms. He would have been content to stay there for a while, but he knew he still had to help her get over her heat.

"What about you?" he asked.

"As long as I'm with you, I'll always feel fantastic," she replied with a soft wink, but James could tell she meant it. He could feel a strange sensation coming from his groin, unable to tell what it was. After a moment he realised it was just his body telling him to keep going.

"I need more," Aereya stated flatly, "I want you in me." James nodded, happy to oblige.

James gripped the sides of the scaly dragon tightly as he pushed more of his incredible length into her. She could feel every tiny detail as he penetrated her, her soft walls giving way to inches of his sexy human cock. James grunted as he sank into her, feeling her tight hole grip his shaft welcomely, caressing and stimulating him heavily.

And give heavily he did, spreading her legs wide as his stiff organ filled her up slowly. After what seemed like half an eternity, he stopped, having stimulated his dragon enough that she was panting. Aereya breathed out deeply, slumping back against the bed. When she had recovered, she looked down to an arousing sight.

He had about a third of his long length in her, Aereya realising that he was rather well equipped for a human.

"That feels... so good," she breathed, looking up at James.

"I'm surprised you find that difficult to take, you're so much tighter than I expected," he said, "but then again, you are an extraordinary dragoness."

Sarah smiled at the compliment, and lay back against the wood again, saying, "I told you we adjust to please any size."

"This is exhausting, and we haven't even started yet," she added in a cheeky tone.

"Take your time," James said, "for we have all the time in the world to do this."

Aereya nodded and James watched as her chest moved up and down, deep heavy breaths coming into her lungs. He was quite astonished by the effect he was having on her, almost as if she was going to faint. He had never considered that he could be so good. Yet, from what he could feel from her right at that moment, she was going to send him crazy too.

He could feel her soft walls tense and relax against his length, her muscles reacting to the new invader. It squeezed out more of his pre-cum from the tip, smearing into her deepest of places and getting her ready for what was to come.

"This is incredibly weird," James commented.

"I thought we were well past that stage," Aereya replied, confused.

James shook his head, adding, "it's not that, it's just we must be the first human-dragon couple in history." Aereya smiled, looking back up at him.

"The other dragons don't know what they are missing out on, then," she chuckled.

"Oh, it's not just the dragon's that are missing out," he informed him, "'cause I don't know many humans that get to have a sexy dragoness let them have their way with their sexy body.

Aereya nodded in agreement, smiling at his compliment.

"Shall we continue?" she asked

"I'm ready," he said.

James slowly tensed his knees and pulled out of her carefully, the top of his engorged shaft reappearing to the night air once more. Aereya gasped as she felt the soft surface stroke against her sensitive walls as it left her, a thick trail of her fluids in tow. Once he just had only his tip inside of her, he looked down for her approval.

"I love you, Aereya," he whispered, never having said truer words in his life. James saw it in her eyes, the devotion, the love. She would never leave him, and he would never leave her. They both knew that.

"I love you too, James," she replied, spreading her hind legs and bracing herself.

What followed next was an experience she would never forget. James leaned forward and took her with one thrust, inches of warm human cock burying itself deep into her draconic body. A second later he would pull out, only to repeat the action, claiming her as his lover once and for all through the ritual of mating.

Aereya was powerless under him, the human in complete control now as his light bulk pressed against her. She had no problem with that; she trusted him with her life. The feeling of being continuously stuffed with his throbbing meat was incredible; it was incomparable to anything she had experienced beforehand.

James felt the same way, unable to describe how good her tight body felt around his invading organ. He was almost constantly producing precum now, making her possibly even more slippery and slick inside as he worked his way into her. This made penetration much easier for both of them, also producing a wet sloshing sound each time he entered her.

James took it slow, mating his dragon lover with precision and tenderness. He wanted her to enjoy the experience more than he did himself; sliding in deep until he heard her gasp softly in pleasure, then pulling out again and letting his shaft stroke against her. It was slow, but rewarding.

Even after the first few moments, Aereya knew she would never get completely adjusted to or complacent with his wonderful length. She had never mated before, and although she knew that she could fit pretty much any size, she hadn't expected it to be this perfect. It was a good thing; she could mate with him forever and never get tired of it.

She took a brief glance down, which turned into an incredulous stare as almost all of his large pole sank into her. How he could feel that amazing inside of her, she had no idea. James placed his hand on her underbelly, balancing himself as he drove himself into her as best he could, bring a sharp gasp from the dragoness beneath him.

"So much..." she muttered through her dream-like state, James looking down at her intently.

"Am I hurting you?" he asked, slowing down, but she shook her head.

"Are you kidding? Don't stop," she begged, "I need you."

Those simple words sent a warm flush through the young male's body, a surge of pure affection for his mate. Although he could have probably come then and there, he knew that if he didn't bring her over the edge with him he would never forgive himself.

"I will always be here for you," he whispered into her ear.

With that he began to increase his speed, thrusting into her with renewed vigor. Their combined lubricants dripped from her steadily, making a small mess around their lovemaking. The change of pace finalized the 'testing the waters' stage of their romance; now it was time to mate. They both knew it, and wanted nothing more.

James's soft moans and pants turned to cries of pure pleasure; music to the young dragon's ears. He pressed her hands against her beautiful scales as his steamy erection pumped into her repeatedly, elevating them to a new level of intercourse.

"Oh James," Aereya gasped, looking into his eyes, "it feels... so good."

James smiled, but was ultimately concentrating on the task at hand. It was becoming difficult to think, difficult to control his instinct. Every fiber of his being told him to mate this female dragon, to bury his flesh deep into her, breed her, fuck her, impregnate her with loads of his fertile, creamy seed.

Aereya, meanwhile, had lost track of time, not that she had a good grasp of it to begin with. It could have been an hour, it could have been ten, she had no idea. While she was being bred by this incredible human male, she doubted she would ever know. All she knew is that she wanted it to last forever.

Briefly, James thought of his old life, back outside the Yotcama, thinking of all the things he had left behind. He now knew that he could never go back, now that he had more than he could ever dream of right here with him. Aereya was his mate now and would be for life; there would be no turning back, no return.

"Gods above!" she exclaimed as he hit a particularly sensitive part of her, deep within her body. James smiled, knowing that he had found something he could really work with. Readjusting his angle a little he thrust against that spot, causing Aereya to kick her leg and arch her spine in pleasure.

Time and time again his pulsing manhood plunged into the confines of her sex, the friction between the two becoming intense. James looked back down and kissed Aereya on her scaly chest, before moving up to her lips. Her mouth opened eagerly to let him in, the heavy, charcoal smell of dragon's breath bringing him slightly back to her senses.

James wondered for a minute just how this would look from a spectator position. A powerful, majestic blue dragon having sex with a young, comparatively fragile human must look rather interesting from an outside perspective. Still, James knew where he would rather be, and it was right where se was at that moment, mounting the proud female under him.

He grunted in pure, primal satisfaction as his mates' soft walls caressed his hard length as it plunged repeatedly into her depths. His speed had increased tremendously, thrusting rapidly into her, on the final stretch now. James was beginning to feel the impending climax that awaited him any minute, pleasure building inside of his groin.

"I'm... getting close," he managed to gasp. Aereya didn't reply, she was so far lost in the bestial act to respond. She didn't have to, her body already sensing his tension, getting ready to release all the pent-up energy they had created.

"Finish inside me," Aereya demanded, and James kissed her once more in reply.

Their tongues intertwined as the fertile human began pounding away at her sloppy pussy, slamming his entire erection deep into her. Aereya could only kiss harder as she was mated heavily, James rutting her with all of his remaining energy. All of a sudden, he buried himself deep inside of her and she let out an earth-shattering roar.

It was like the walls of a dam had burst. Powerful jets of thick, steamy cum erupted inside of her, flowing deep into Aereya's womb. The sensation was too much for the dragon female, who climaxed alongside the delirious human. Wave after wave of her draconic fluids poured out of her, splashing around his throbbing cock.

Aereya lay back, exhausted as the pent-up human dumped his hot load into his mate. It seemed almost endless, far more than she had thought a human could possibly produce. Her eyes were glazed over in pure orgasmic bliss, but never did she forget about James, watching him intently as he emptied himself into her.

Despite the fact he produced less than she did, some of his fluids were dripping from her sex, coating the bed liberally with their combined cream. Aereya could almost imagine his sperm rushing around her body, impregnating her, breeding her. It was a shame he was a different species, it would never be able to happen.

Still, she was extremely happy with what she had. His impressive ejaculation eventually slowed to a drip, his spent cock slipping from her used hole followed by a stream of their own emissions. Aereya watched as his shaft shrunk and hung limply from his body, wishing she had the energy to lick it clean.

Both of them were spent, Aereya curling up on the floor around James, resting his head against hers.

"That was..." she began, but words failed her. How could she describe such an experience?

"I know," James replied, understanding her loss for words. He couldn't describe it either.

She looked down at her sloppy vent, missing the feeling of his erection inside of her. She would have felt empty, if it wasn't for the load of fertile cum he had left inside of her. James reached down and ran his hand over her opening, scooping up a decent amount of it and drinking it down eagerly, savoring the rich taste.

"Thankyou, for everything," Aereya whispered, truly grateful for his help.

"I hope you're over your cycle now," James chuckled.

Aereya grinned, replying, "I am now, but I don't see why that means we have to stop. I may need a little assistance tomorrow too."

"Such a cheeky dragon," James laughed, although the idea appealed to him.

"You serious," he added, unsure.

"I would be honored to mate with you ever day, for I would never grow tired of such an amazing experience."

James nodded in agreement; glad that he would be able to have sex with her again the next day. He rubbed her scaly neck, feeling her excess fluid trickle out of her. They were both smothered in it, but cleanup would have to wait, the pair both enjoying the afterglow of their mating.

Closing his eyes, James began to fall asleep, her body and mind completely drained from the effort involved.

As he fell into a deep slumber, he whispered quietly, "I love you, Aereya." The mighty dragoness looked at him, pressing her mouth against his once more before curling up around him protectively. She would always be there for him now, no matter what.

"I love you too, my mate."