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Story and all characters (c) 2006-2007 Yancarlo Ramsey. Please do not redistribute without written permission.

This is a work of adult fiction. If you get caught reading it, don't blame me.

• 5 -

It had been several weeks since I met Adrian. My visits had become more frequent, and by then I was spending more than half my time with him, talking for hours on a range of subjects, from dragon and human culture and history, to human cooking, to magic and the differences between that of humans and dragons, to mathematics and the idea of scientific study, and more... Too many things to list.

I ceased to be amazed by how well we understood each other, despite our differences, and came to take it for granted. I was no longer bothered by his appearance or smell, either, and came to be fascinated by the way his skin would wrinkle and stretch as he moved, by the fine tracery of veins in his forearms, and by the great dexterity of his tiny fingers.

Having just written of his fingers, I realize I have not yet mentioned the small carvings he had shown me, which he claimed to have crafted himself. I had expressed disbelief at the method of manufacture he described. And so he found a small piece of wood, no bigger than one of my fingers, picked up his [whittling] knife, and showed me. The piece of wood was slowly transformed into a miniature figure... One which looked remarkably like me, down to some unbelievably fine details of folded wings and scaled body. I was loathe to touch it, for fear of cracking the tiny model and ruining such beautiful work. But he placed it in a small, sturdy box, tied it shut, and gave it to me to take home and place among my treasures. I still have that tiny statuette. I'm looking at it right now, in fact. Though darkened with age, it is as lovely as the day it was made, and still brings joy to my heart.

Our discussions of magic, of course, led to discussions of his magic - this 'sex magic' he used. When he tried to describe the methods he used and the sensations some of his spells could produce, I was forced to admit that I didn't understand a few of the words of his language that he used. I know their meanings well enough now, of course, but there were concepts that were simply missing from Draconic. His explanation of those words led me to admit that I had yet to mate, and that I was not aware of any dragon who ['masturbated']. And that led him to offer a demonstration. Of his magic, that is.

He was sitting in a chair facing me, only a couple meters from the edge of the cave's sleeping bowl. "The most basic spell, and one of the most interesting, is what I call 'Induce Pleasure'... It does exactly what the name says. It stimulates a certain part of the target's brain, the part which handles the feeling of pleasure."

With my head resting on the edge of the sleeping bowl in Adrian's cave, I watched the way he gestured as he spoke. It still fascinated me. I could tell so much about his mood by watching the way he moved his hands. "And that's what happens when mating?"

He nodded. "Right. The spell just works it from the other direction, bypassing the senses."

"That sounds strange... Why not work through the senses instead?"

"Because everyone reacts a little differently to the same stimulus. Even humans don't all react the same way. It's much more reliable, and much easier and faster, to go directly to the target, rather than doing it indirectly like that. I could show you, if you'd like - let you feel it for yourself..."

"... I don't know. It sounds like it could be dangerous."

"You have nothing to worry about. The spell is safeguarded so it can't possibly cause any harm, especially to a dragon."

"Are you certain, Adrian? I am not used to having spells cast upon me, even by other dragons..."

"Quite certain. And I will make sure that it is very weak at first, so weak that you will barely feel anything. Still, the decision is yours, Dorani..."

I considered this as I lay curled in the bowl. I considered it for several minutes, while he tried to wait patiently, though he eventually stood and walked about, 'to stretch his legs'. Finally I called him back. "Adrian?"

He returned to my side immediately. "Yes?"

I nodded. "Yes. I want to know what this is like."

He smiled. "Alright. Make yourself comfortable."

I did as he instructed, and watched him through my golden eyes as he closed his own and took several deep breaths. Then he raised his hands before him, opened his eyes, and began to gesture slowly. Several seconds later, I felt something I had never felt before. An unusual warmth grew in my head, spreading quickly down my neck and through my body. As it reached my fingers, toes, wingtips, and tailtip, I shivered suddenly, a tingling sensation traveling up the length of my spine.

He continued to gesture slowly with both hands, smiling faintly at me. I looked at him, and looked back at my body, and quickly realized that, as he'd said, these strange sensations did not have any physical source. They did indeed come from within, somehow caused by whatever magic he was performing. I laid my head down again, closed my eyes, and shivered once more, my wings rustling slightly against my back. While it was not an unpleasant sensation, by any means, it was new, and strange. But as I became used to it, I started to enjoy the feeling, and breathed deeply and slowly, lifting my head and arching my neck. I let out a soft, wordless sound, then opened my eyes and looked at Adrian again. "This... is what mating feels like?" I asked, my voice full of wonder.

His smile widened, and he nodded. "If dragons are anything like humans, at least. - And this is only a fraction of the energy I usually put into it. Would you like me to use more?"

I exhaled a long breath through my nose, disturbing his hair as it washed past him. "Yes, please," was all I said.

He nodded slowly and gradually increased the speed of his movements. A stronger tingle ran through me, seeming to spread out along every nerve until it reached the tips of my toes, wings, and tail. I shivered again and closed my eyes, and my head swayed slightly. Another tingle quickly followed, and another.

"More," I whispered, not even opening my eyes. Soon I felt as if my entire body was being caressed from within, somewhere deep below my scales, by some kind of soft, hot tongues, everywhere at once. I shuddered and laid my head down again, rolling partway onto my side. And then I felt something even more unusual. Though I was hardly ready to mate, I could feel the opening below my tail swelling, and soon after that I could feel a tickle deep inside it. Embarrassed, I clenched my muscles, trying to squeeze it shut again, but this only resulted in the source of that tickle becoming evident as a few drops of fluid were squeezed out to dribble slowly down my scales. I looked away, and for a moment I considered asking him to stop. But... I still felt good. Good enough that I realized I didn't care what this human saw. It wasn't like he was another dragon, after all. It wasn't like he would judge me harshly. This was Adrian. He might be curious, he might be interested, or even fascinated by what he saw, but he would not willingly do anything to hurt me. I knew this. I believed it completely.

My jaw trembled, and my next words were slurred a little, but he understood them. "Use... all of it..." And he did. I felt like my whole body was awash with fire. Fire which did not burn but instead sent powerful shivers through me, almost as if I were too cold. Muscles all over my body tensed and relaxed repeatedly. I couldn't hold still. I didn't want to. Even the slightest movement seemed to increase the sensations, and I couldn't get enough, no matter how much I twisted and stretched and clawed at the floor. I wanted more. And then, suddenly, unexpectedly, I got what I wanted.

I shook, and my sex organ began to clench and unclench, rapidly and uncontrollably, squeezing out several more trickles of sticky fluid. I began to produce a high pitched keening sound, and my neck writhed from side to side, whipping my head back and forth through the air. My breath came rapidly, as if I were working as hard as I do when performing rapid maneuvers in the air, like sharp turns and steep climbs.

I could no longer think, rationally or otherwise. I could only feel, overwhelmed by what seemed like a torrent of raw energy pulsing through my body and mind, overriding everything else, blocking out all but the pleasure. I wasn't certain how long I was in that state, though he told me later that it was only about ten seconds. It had felt like much longer. But finally he began reducing the power of the spell, and this fantastic pleasure faded and disappeared, though I shivered several more times in its wake, and my breathing took almost a minute to return to normal.

"That was..." I didn't know how to describe it. I just stared at him in wonder.

He grinned at me and sat down in his chair again. "You liked it, then."

If I were human, I would have laughed. "Yes! I liked it! I have never dreamed... that something like that was possible!"

He leaned back in his chair, chuckling softly. That was when I noticed that his organ had stiffened against the inside of his pants, distorting their shape slightly. I said nothing, but I believe he noticed my gaze. He simply watched me, doing nothing to try to hide his own state. Truthfully, I was no longer entirely certain just what that state meant. To him, or to me.

I closed my eyes and shivered one last time. Then, as my breathing slowed, I shifted, planning to get up, and happened to look back. There was a tiny puddle of fluid on the floor below my opening, just outside the edge of the bowl. It smelled remeniscent of something I had noticed before, from other dragons who had just come back from a mating flight. But this was a much more powerful, far more immediate smell. I moved my head closer to the puddle, and sniffed at it. The scent was nearly overpowering, and as I drew the air into my lungs I felt a tingle as if Adrian had begun using his spell again, but only for a moment. I couldn't resist dipping the tip of my tongue into the puddle briefly. The fluid was mildly sweet, and when I brought my tongue back into my mouth I found that it was smooth and slightly sticky, yet light and easily washed away by my saliva. It was like nothing I had ever tasted before, and I began to lap it up, savoring the unusual sweetness, until the floor was as clean as my tongue could make it.

Only afterward did I think about what I had done, and that I had done it in front of another person. I had to remind myself once again that Adrian wasn't a dragon, but I still felt slightly embarrassed as I turned to look at him again.

He had watched in silence, and now he grinned at me. "The secretions of a human female's body are thought by many to have a pleasant taste. I assume from your reaction that you find yours to be pleasant as well."

I just bobbed my head slightly. Then I turned, rose to my feet, and moved outside, still feeling unaccountably warm and peaceful. I discovered later that I had left a trail of widely spaced drip marks where the last of the fluids I had generated worked their way out of my relaxing body as I walked.

I could hear him get up and follow me, and a few seconds after I stopped outside and took a deep breath of fresh evening air, the side of my tail brushed against his leg. I looked back at him as he walked up to stand next to my foreleg and then reached up to touch it gently, so lightly that I might not have noticed if I hadn't been looking. In his standing position, I could easily tell that his organ was still somewhat stiff.

"Did you feel pleasure as well? Is that why..." My eyes went briefly to his pants.

He smiled and shrugged. "Not exactly. But the fact that I was giving pleasure to someone excited me, to an extent. Like I told you, my magic draws its energy from pleasure... and even the anticipation of pleasure, the thought of pleasure, can be enough to fuel the simpler spells. Once I had it going, your own pleasure was more than enough to keep it going, and in a way, I could feel what you felt. Because of the magic, and because I have a good imagination." He grinned and patted my leg a couple times, hard enough that I could actually feel it for once, making an audible sound.

"I see." I grinned back at him. And then something he'd said previously drifted back through my conscious mind. "You've used that spell on yourself, haven't you?"

He laughed. "I certainly have! Many times. It's an excellent way to hone my ability to concentrate. Besides, it feels [damn] good!"

I would have laughed as well, if my species had that reflex. As it was, I blew a puff of air at him, letting out a "Humf!" as I grinned.

Finally I sat down, and so did he. We talked for a while longer, enjoying the cool evening air, until the sun began to set. Then I stirred and began to rise.

"I should be going..."

"Of course. As always, it's been a pleasure to see you again."

"And it was definitely a pleasure today, Adrian..." I gave him a toothy draconic grin. "I'll return tomorrow, if you wish...?" This was quickly becoming my usual parting question.

He stood as I spoke, and nodded. "I do indeed. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow, Dorani."

"Sleep well, Adrian."

"And you."

I looked at him for a moment longer, and he just smiled back at me. Then I turned and stepped away, unfurled my wings, held them poised for a moment as I crouched, and then leapt into the sky, winging my way toward home. I looked back, and saw him still standing there, hand raised in a farewell wave. I did a barrel roll in response, and then looked forward again, concentrating on making my way home.