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Greetings all, after months and months of procrastination I have finally started my first yiffy writing project. It's going to be kind of a long story. It don't know how long cuz I've just started, and I plan to keep going until I run out of material or people tell me to stop. Stories will probably be in 2000 or so word chunks.

As this is my first attempt, expect a few errors. I would love to get some constructive criticism (hey, if you don't tell me I might just keep making the same mistake over and over, and that's no fun for anyone).

Brief overview: Anthropomorphic dragons living in a mountain range, well out of reach of the humans they they do not get along with. But a few of them are being forced out of the mountains for a purpose that is the continued existence of the dragon clans. Explanations in chapter 2 which will be done soon.

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Chapter 1 - Wuphym and Hynaalis

Standing silhouetted against the rising sun, was a dragon. A fairly large animal, sure. However she did not resemble the fire-snorting lizards you might find on some nobleman's tapestry.

She was in her trueform, something the humans in the lands beyond Greyridge Mountain never saw, if they ever saw a dragon. She stood straight on two long legs, and was a creature of purpose and intelligence. Her red rosette on silver-gray scale pattern was just barely visible in the dim dawn light. Her feminine curves and lean muscle made her very popular among the males, and her playful attitude made her many friends. But today was all business.

Hynaalis Va-Lerriss was truly a magnificent dragoness...who was rapidly losing patience. She closed her thick wings tightly against her body to block the morning chill. Cursing herself for only wearing a simple tunic and sandals. Irritated with the whole situation, she tapped a toe-talon on the rocky outcropping and waited. She intensely wished she could somehow call the whole thing off.

A whoosh of air and a scratching of claws told her that her brother had finally arrived.

"Grryf's tails," she hissed, "Just once could you be on time? Or did your sundisk outsmart you again, Wuphym?"

"Not. funny. Hynaalis," he panted, "not. funny."

Wuphym Va-Lerris was built similarly to his sister but had a bit more muscle and had blue markings instead of red. He clutched a cramp in his flight muscles and panted heavily from the exertion of flying a half-hour trip in twenty minutes. His sister did not look sympathetic. Her crests were closed tightly against her head, indicating her displeasure.

"Once, just once in your life could you take something seriously? I really don't have to tell you, again, about how important this is to the whole--"

"Stop! Please, just stop! I've been hearing nothing but 'important blah blah vital blah blah only one blah blah blah' for the last three seasons! Have mercy!"

Hynaalis did her best to look angry, narrowing her eyes. "You know, since you just had to get me involved in this, the clan heads have given me permission to punish you any way I see fit if you mess this up."

"At the mercy of my big sister, wonderful."

She rolled her eyes hopelessly. This was the last, best hope for the clans? Seer Vallisren has to be playing a joke on the three clans.

"Today the village in the Southwest plains will be starting their Spring festival. At noon they will have a Sky ritual to invoke local spirits. If you are not there, in perfect disguise, or do not get them to 'sacrifice' that girl I am am going to eat you alive!" she threatened.

Wuphym pretended to look shocked, "Dear sister, are you threatening me with violence? I am appaled!"

She turned away and snorted angrily. Wuphym crept up behind her and before she could protest her put his wings around her. She hissed but did not push him away.

"Why did you bring us out here so early? You must be freezing," he said, "the village isn't that far away, we have plenty of time."

He pulled her closer until she was right up against him.

"Is exact timing that important?"

She grumbled a bit but didn't complain. The warmth from his body was too nice after being cold for an hour.

Wuphym leaned in close and whispered in her ear, "Or did you just want us to be alone so you could have me all to yourself for a while?"

The two scaly crests on Hynaalis's head snapped straight up in surprise. She squirmed in her brother's grasp.

"That, that is not true at all!" she sputtered, "Wuphym, you let me go right now or, or--"

Wuphym started nibbling on the back of her neck in a spot he had discovered a year ago. He knew exactly how to get her excited, because they had been mates for three months even before that.

The two siblings had turned to each other out of frustration. Hynaalis had just ended a bad relationship and was desperate for company. Wuphym on the other hand was just plain desperate, as he was chronically unable to keep any female's attention. Neither expected much from the other because at the time they had bad general opinions of each other.

Three hours in their opinions drastically changed. It turned out much better than both of them had expected.

That had been two years ago. Ever since then they would occasionally disappear together, sometimes for days. This kind of relationship was unusual, but not unheard of among dragons.

Hynaalis could feel her resolve fading. It has been too long since the last time, she thought. Two weeks? Wuphym's last minute training and planning had been getting in the way of their normal schedule.

He coaxed her wings out of the way with little resistance and cupped her breasts through her clothes. His large mountain dragon hands easily handled her impressive, melon sized breasts. He teased the nipples through the fabric with his claws. Despite herself, she was soon rumbling and purring.

"We have hours, Naali," he purred her petname, "You're all tense, relax."

We shouldn't. This is too important to the clans. We can do this some other time, and besides...oh, oh that spot, right there. Yes, yesss...

Naali turned her head and gave her lover a deep, wet kiss. When they parted their eyes met. She realized just how badly she wanted--no, needed him. Her claws began fumbling with the buckles on her clothes. They hastily stripped down to their scales before they embraced again. Hands stroked up and down, caressing and scratching just a little bit. Their bare chests rubbed against each other, scraping sensitive nipples against slivery scales. Naali took a step back.

"We'll have to make this quick, Wuph."

"I know. A shame really. Mating out in the open like this is kind of exciting. We need to do this again when we have more time."

"Mmmmhhhmm," Naali purred as she slowly knelt, leaving a line of kisses down Wuph's body. Down his chest, down his stomach, around the navel and finally she was there. Staring her brother's long, throbbing maleness. She wished she could take her time. He might not be the best endowed dragon on the mountain, but her mate was probably close. This much male usually required careful attention...Oh well...Her long tongue wrapped around it and sucked the whole foot and half right into her muzzle.

Taken by surprise Wuph shouted and grabbed his mate's head. He had a hard time holding out against his lover's amazing mouth under normal circumstances. Today she was being merciless. She didn't move her head, she didn't have to. Her long tongue coiled agilely around his shaft, tickling all the right places. Five minutes was all he could stand.

His whole body tensed as he shot hot, sticky jets of seed into the back of her mouth. She moved slowly, dragging her nimble tongue along his length one last time with her mouth open to catch ever last spurt.

Wuph slid to his knees, sweating. Naali made a big show of swallowing all that he gave her. But the bittersweet flavor surprised her.

"You've still been eating Leyliss berries."

Grinning widely, he nodded. "Every day. Because you never know when you will meet a great girl who is nice enough to--"

"--suck you dry," she giggled while licking her lips.

She spread their clothes out on a relatively clean patch of ground. Layering it to make a kind of pad. She checked the small sundisk she had strapped to her wrist. She sighed heavily--not enough time. Wuph could be very good with his mouth when he wanted to be. Not anywhere near has good as her, of course, but still talented. They would just have to skip to the end.

Naali crawled onto the clothes and laid on her stomach. Then lifted her rear into the air, curling her tail up and out of the way, exposing her glistening slit to her brother in a classic "Presenting" mating pose. It was a very clear invitation that Wuph had no intention of refusing.

He shuffled up behind her, rubbing himself against her moistness for a few seconds before shifting to another angle. He met no resistance as he parted her sex and pushed himself deep into her welcoming flesh.

She shivered under the intense, but delicious sensation. "Ooohhh, gods! Don't you dare hold back!"

"I don't intend to," growled Wuph. He pulled back, almost all of the way out, then snapped his hips forward again. Naali threw her head back and loosed a loud, trilling chirp.

"Oh, brother, love, be rough, please," she begged.

He grabbed the back of her neck firmly in his teeth and gripped her hips tightly holding her securely in place. She closed her eyes, letting herself go and becoming calm and submissive. She seldom liked mating this way, but now she just wanted a good, hard rutting. This was the surest way to get one.

Wuph's mating instincts took over. He slammed into his mate again and again with long, powerful strokes. The two were oblivious the loud, wet slapping noises they were making. They were totally lost in the pleasure of the act. Neither of them spoke. Gradually, he started moving faster. Nearing his peak he pumped urgently into his quivering sibling.

Naali's eyes snapped open as she her insides begin undulating, squirming around the intruding dragon cock. Her wings opened and flapped wildly. Her tail coiled around her mate's waist. Finally, he plunged as deep as he could go and blasted his cum deep into her. Still not thinking he roared, trumpeting to all within hearing distance and spread his wings and crests wide for anyone to see. He announced his claim to his female.

She hissed as her climax turned into powerful, almost painful muscle twitches, churning the seed inside of her. The sated male relaxed his grip on her neck leaving ovals of dimpled scales. He draped his wings around his sister, his dear mate. He rumbled deeply and powerfully.

Moving carefully, Naali pulled her knees to her chest and used her wings to turn over on her back. Wuph gasped as she twisted around him without letting him pull out. He didn't how she learned that trick and she wouldn't tell him. That didn't prevent it from being one of his favorites.

With a smile he picked her up of the ground and held her close. They knelt on the crumpled, dusty and slightly damp clothes for a while, just savoring their closeness. They said nothing until, with a lewd slurp, he slipped out of her. Big drips of their combined juices ran down their legs onto their clothes. They didn't notice, nor would they have cared if they did.

Naali spoke first, "Wuph, dearest, have I ever told you how much I want to have your pups?"

He didn't answer. Instead he just stroked her crests. He knew she wanted to. He wanted her to bear his young, too. But it just wasn't possible.

This quest was so important. He had to do this, or many others would know this pain too.

"Naali, what time is it?"

She looked at her wrist. Panicking she pushed away from him.

"Oh clawrot! Grab the clothes, quick, to the creek," she jumped to her feet, "we need to wash off and go. We should be gone already!"