DSOTM: The Dragon's Familiar Part 3
#4 of Archived Story of the Month Series
Takajit and Sul'ava have breakfast.
How it works: each month, I'll put up a few story ideas. Whichever one is the most popular is the one I'll write. They will not be complete, full-length stories for the most part. Instead, I'll write them as serialized shorts, where the plot continues as long as the story is chosen in each month's poll. The link to vote is at the bottom of the story.
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I woke up to the morning sun the next morning alone, wrapped tightly in a blanket to protect me from the morning dew. I sat up and stretched my arms, but squirmed as my rump tingled. The events of the previous night came rushing back to me all at once. The warmth, the tingles, the power... and Sul'ava. I shivered in the warm sunlight as the echoes of her touch thrilled my spine.
I looked around, but the campsite was empty. A small fire burned in a stone ring with a pot of water suspended above from a tripod. Sul'ava's pack was open to several packets of tea leaves. I unwrapped myself from the blankets and grunted at the soreness. It felt pleasant, though, like after a long, satisfying run. Still, my paw brushed away disturbing amounts of leftover seed spilled during the night. A brushing wasn't going to clean me up, but the stream was nearby.
I heard Sul'ava before I spotted her as she rustled her way through the dense brush. She appeared from the bushes, completely naked, and smiled at me. I stood up a little straighter and tried not to stare at her amazing figure - smooth belly, light blue scales, powerful arms and legs, and equipment that would make a stallion envious. She walked up to me, smiling faintly, and leaned in for a kiss. My ears went back as her strong, smooth arms surrounded my backside, hugging me tightly against her prodigious chest. Despite myself, I was erect in moments.
The dragon broke away and glanced down. "Well, you're up early."
I blushed under my fur, but she handed me a brush and grasped my shoulder, propelling me towards the stream. I hurried off as she made the tea. The water was cool, but not cold, and wonderfully refreshing. I shook myself dry as best as I could and tried brushing my damp fur somewhat to avoid tangles later. When I appeared back at the campsite, my wet fur had attracted leaves and dirt along the way. My nose twitched and I imagined the smell of fresh fish frying on an open fire, crispy and golden, melting on my tongue... my stomach rumbled and I instead thought of the tough journeybread in my bag, a mix of corn and oats that, while filling and not apt to spoil, tasted rather bland.
"Oh, fur... sorry, I forgot about that," Sul'ava said upon seeing me. She was reclined against the trunk of a large tree overshadowing our campsite, a cup of tea between her fingertips. Spread around the fire was a sumptuous feast. Whole, 14-inch salmon with huge pads of butter melting on top, all laid out near bowls of berries and nuts, fresh honey and thick-sliced wheat bread. I stared in shock while my fur drip-dried. I took a step forward, but Sul'ava held up a hand.
"This seems like a good opportunity for you to learn a very simple spell," the dragon-mage said.
My mouth salivated and I gulped. My stomach rumbled as the amazing dishes sang hymns of glory to my nostrils.
"No food?" I asked. My senses were a mess. On the one hand, I wanted nothing more than to smother her breasts with my muzzle, get my paws around that heavy, scaled sheath, and let her fill me with every fraction of her immense length. On the other hand... food.
"Not until you learn how to properly dry your fur. Let's see..."
She stood up and moved towards me, embracing me in her arms and planting a playful kiss on my forehead.
"Repeat the words I tell you," she said, her voice a low rumble in my ears.
It was difficult to repeat what she said next. But as she spoke, I saw the energy, the ribbons of constantly fading light swirling around us. I saw the effect the words had on the energy and somehow understood it. Sul'ava's grip tightened around my hips as I repeated the sounds back, triggering ancient, unexplainable energy and bending it to my will.
It was, overall, surprisingly easy.
Sul'ava released me and I looked down at myself. My coat was completely dry. A few wisps of steam rose from my belly and chest as the energy faded from view, hidden until once more called upon. I ran my hand down my front and brushed away dried bits of dirt and twigs, leaving my white pelt fluffy and soft.
"Better than any towel," I said, eyes wide.
"Do you remember the words I spoke?" Sul'ava asked as she settled back in against her tree. One of her legs was bent, the other straight, allowing me to see the thick sheath, plumper than earlier, and the heavy testicles below, slightly flattened against the loam.
"I do," I said. In fact, the words were nearly all I could think about. Besides Sul'ava, of course.
"Very good... your first spell," the dragon said, smiling broadly. "Now... let's eat."
The food disappeared as we both ate. The fish was even more delicious than it looked and I went through two before lying flat on my back, belling slightly swollen. I moaned appreciatively as I basked in the sun, utterly content.
Only one thing could have made it better, and she was already caressing my belly. Her claws tickled my fur as my purrs increased in volume. I felt her lean down, lips pressing into the thick fur on my neck. She enveloped me, pressing down against me, pushing her hips to mine. I opened my muzzle to her and slid my paws over her sides, around her back, fingers pressing into her scales. I marveled at their smoothness even as the force of her kiss took my breath away. I could feel a heavy, warm weight push against my belly and groaned with desire. Shi kissed me again, lightly, before breaking away. I stared up at her, eyes lidded over, arms falling akimbo.
"Takajit... when you look at me like that," she growled. Her claws teased down my chest, tickling my nipples before sliding against my skin, right through my fur. Her fingers teased my erection, tugging once or twice to ensure I was fully aroused.
My rump stretched luxuriously as her paws went down my legs, lifting me under my knees. She leaned over, keeping my legs up by pulling them forward with the crooks of her arms. I felt a thickness press against my rump and gasped as a familiar scent filled my nose, overpowering the bowls of honey and fruit. Her musk was invasive, like a perfume that sticks to the insides of the nostrils. I arched my backside as her claws stroked down my belly again. Then her hands gripped my hips... and pulled.
My arms went out, palms down, and grasped large handfuls of grass and loam. My rump stretched and stretched as she pressed forward. Though my eyes were closed, I knew what she'd look like above me, staring down at me with hunger, breathing hard, breasts swaying. With my claws out, I reached up, cupping her breasts, squeezing them, letting them overfill my palms, as more of her smooth stalk flexed inside me. She leaned over further and craned her head down to catch my open muzzle in another kiss as she kept going, pushing in deeper. I'd felt this last night, but now it was even better, being that I was in full control of my senses. I could feel the thick stalk flex upwards, pulsing and throbbing, pushing insistently. Warm seed squeezed out around the thickness where it pushed inside me, dimpling my rump. My claws scraped over her scales and she moaned into my muzzle. I sucked hungrily on her tongue as she pumped her hips slowly, gradually withdrawing, out and out, inch after inch, leaving me moaning and gasping, practically begging. She'd huff, clutch me tighter, and grasp my hips before shoving in once more, stretching my tight rump with her masculinity.
Demonstrating my flexibility, I wrapped my legs around her hips. She scooped her arms around my shoulders and rolled onto her backside suddenly, surprising me. I brought my knees up and pressed my palms against her heavy breasts once more as gravity pulled my down around her length. The thick, slick stalk throbbed again, warningly, as I lifted myself up before pushing back down. I cried out, aching inside with her size, unable to believe how good it felt. Her smooth palms caressed my length - respectable, though nowhere near her size - and for a moment I'd thought I'd pop right there. I clenched hard around her, shoving myself down as another moan ripped itself from my throat.
Sul'ava's eyes shut tight. Her paws gripped my hips and tugged me down. Her backside arched as she thrust into me, taking me utterly. I couldn't stop the pleasure as it washed through my body and, tipping my head back, I cried out an inarticulate, shouted groan. Ropes of white splattered the dragon's breasts as I came. She grunted again and, with her claws nearly piercing my hide, shoved upwards one final time.
I could feel her orgasm almost as strongly as my own. Her lips parted, but her teeth stayed clenched, almost bared. I stared as she spoke, moaning out a single word:
"Taka..."
Then we were lost again, spiraling into pleasure, joined by magic neither of us, especially me, could fully explain. I saw flashes of light, near explosions of magical energy. Colors joined colors until only white remained. I could feel her pleasure as it added to my own and reached for her again, desperate for her touch. Her arms surrounded me, pulling me close, until our hearts thudded out the time together, in perfect rhythm. Her length pulsed, again and again, flooding my body with her seed. I panted heavily into her chest as the pleasure gradually faded; my vision returned and brightness lowered.
The dragon's tight grip loosened, so I shook my head slightly before glancing up at her. She barely moved but to breath, a happy, satisfied smile on her lips. One claw moved only, drawing tiny circles in the fur between my shoulder blades.
"Taka..."
I shivered and closed my eyes, listening to her heartbeat. I'm not sure how long we lay together like that, barely moving, hardly able to believe how good it had felt to be together. My rump tingled pleasurably as she shifted slowly and sat up. Her tongue dragged over my cheek affectionately, but soon she lifted me off her massive stalk, gradually pulling free. I grunted, clenched my teeth, and braced myself as I felt the incredible size of the thing. She really was too big - thicker than my forearm and almost as long. How could I take her? I figured it had something to do with magic.
My thoughts derailed once more when the tip flexed free. I fell forward into her arms, crying out as my cock jerked weakly. I could feel the seed dripping from my stretched rump and shuddered, already wondering how long dragons needed between goes.
Sul'ava, however, had other plans. She tweaked my ears after a few minutes, urging me to get up.
"C'mon... we'll clean ourselves in the river," she said, disentangling her limbs from mine and standing. "You can practice your spell again."
I stood and followed her through the jungle. For a few seconds, I had doubts. Was this just sex to her? Something more? I realized very quickly how foolish it was to let myself fall back into my old patterns. Of course it wasn't just sex, though that was a very serious perk. I could tell she was interested in teaching me. In fact, I'd say she was almost as curious with me as I was with her. As I watched her swaying rump and thick tail moving side to side ahead of me, I felt my erection return. Banishing any negative thoughts, I followed her into the water, where we let the cool liquid rush by us, washing away our combined juices.
Sul'ava kissed me in the river again, spontaneously grabbing me and pulling me close. I closed my eyes as her chest pressed into mine. Her tongue explored my muzzle as I hung on to her shoulders, shivering and purring with happiness. Her claws tickled my belly before reaching down to caress my length. I moaned as she took one of my paws and guided it to her own length, hard as mine.
I felt the throbbing member slowly, teasing my palm against the underside, feeling the weight of the thing whenever I lifted it out of the water. It reached nearly to the undersides of her breasts. Her paws moved to my sides as I brought both paws to bear on her length. Without thinking, I lowered my muzzle to the tip.
Sul'ava's claws clenched my ears tightly for just a moment. Then they relaxed, as she realized what I was planning. Her low, throaty rumbles of pleasure rose above the burbling stream, filling my ears as my paws ran down her length, from the tip to the base, which was submerged in the shallow brook. I licked along her tip, following the broad crown, and kissed under the slit. Opening my muzzle, I dragged my lips along the urethra, tongue sliding in broad strokes against the smooth stalk. Sul'ava growled hotly and something warm dribbled over my cheek. I lifted my head back up and kissed at her tip. I was promptly rewarded with a thick glob of pre-cum, which I curled up with my tongue before depositing it in my belly. Sul'ava grunted again and squeezed my ears, pulling my lips into her tip.
I opened my muzzle obligingly and closed my eyes as her fist-sized tip stretched out my cheeks. The dragoness grunted even more loudly as she pushed forward, all the way to the back of my throat. Very little of her stalk could actually fit, I thought, though I did my best. I could do nothing but swallow the thick spurts of pre-cum that pumped out of the crown as my paws reached lower, to grasp and fondle her submerged balls, enjoying their plumpness.
"Oh, Gods... Taka... we'll never travel again if this keeps up..."
I didn't think that sounded like too bad of a plan. Sul'ava's hips pumped slowly as her grip tightened. She pulled me forward, pushed me back, moaning more often, louder by the moment. I felt her length with both paws, stroking what couldn't fit in my muzzle warmly. It pulsed and throbbed against my hands and I found my throat working overtime to keep up with her production.
Without warning, Sul'ava's claws pricked my skull. She leaned forward, draping her breasts over the back of my head. Her cock ground into the back of my throat at the same time a huge blast of salty, delicious cum erupted from the broad crown. Milky white seed drizzled from my nostrils as I grabbed her thighs, trying to push away. My throat swallowed over and over, until it got so bad I was seeing red. Finally she relented with a moan of delight. Her tip popped free of my mouth and splattered several jets of draconic seed over my face and chest. I panted hard between coughs and leaned forward, pressing her length into my chest, letting the warm liquid pump into my pelt. Her hips moved jerkily as more ounces than I could count flowed over my fur, soaking me down anew. I smeared her seed around her length, enjoying the expression on her face. She stood in the water, arms locked straight, holding my shoulders, head back, breasts out, cock jerking, occasionally lifting and slapping back against my fur.
"Gods, Takajit..."
She grinned down at me, eyes wide and blue. I smiled back as her scaled arms pulled up out of the water. The ease with which she bodily lifted me reminded me of her strength and power. I wriggled in her arms as she set me on the bank of the stream and pushed me onto my back. She was so much bigger than me and I loved it when she was on top, looming over me, an amazing package of wisdom and carnality combined into a sublime dragoness. Her lips spread around my tip a few moments later and my hips surged upwards. She had little trouble with my size compared to the difficulties I had with hers; in a few moments, her tongue was wrapped around my length from the tip to the base, swirling and licking and squeezing my dry. I reached for her head and threaded my fingers into her long hair, holding her as she suckled my length.
I didn't last very long, but who would? A few moments later and, unable to even speak to warn her, my shaft erupted, depositing what was for me quite a large load. She swallowed, licked her lips, and pulled me back into the water for a hug. Our bodies pressed together as the water swirled around, cleaning us while we exchanged kisses and squeezes.
"Now... time to practice," the dragon said, her voice nearly a purr.
"Practice?" I asked. "Practice what?"
I'd forgotten all about magic, lost as I was in her embrace. She laughed and pushed me away, urging me out onto the bank.
"Go on... just like I showed you earlier."
The second time was easier. I closed my eyes, focusing my thoughts on the energy around us, drawing it in towards me, using it to generate heat. I felt my fur grow warmer. It felt like laying on a blanket that had hung in front of the fireplace a few moments earlier.
I was purring quite loudly when I'd finished, but my coat was nice, clean, and fluffy when I opened my eyes. Sul'ava nodded approvingly as she got out of the water herself. The water didn't evaporate from her scales, as it had from my fur. Instead, the water sluiced away, leaving her smooth scales glinting in the early afternoon glare.
"Come, Takajit," Sul'ava said, tickling me under the chin with a claw before turning back towards the camp. I followed obediently.
"Do you remember when I said you would learn magic by becoming magic?" she asked, glancing at me over my shoulder.
I paused. I did remember, from when we first met and she told me I'd be her familiar. She hadn't asked - she'd known I could not refuse.
"I do," I said.
"You truly have the Gift, Takajit, and a powerful one at that. I can only teach you how to harness your abilities, train you to be in control at all times," she said, turning away from me again. "What you choose to do with that power, I cannot tell. But you will become magic, learning to merge your energy with that of the cosmos."
She stopped, turned, and pointed to my chest, where the pendant she gave me the night before rested. Only now was I aware of having worn it the entire time. It's weight was familiar and comfortable, hardly noticeable but reassuring.
"That pendant is your link to our world," she said. "It's your light in the darkness. If you're ever lost, come back to this."
She pressed her palm flat to my chest, covering the pendant and pressing it tightly to my pelt. My heart thudded in my ears as she stared into my dilated pupils.
"Remember, Takajit. This is important. Whenever you are lost, come back to this."
She turned abruptly and walked towards the campsite, leaving me blinking and confused.
"I knew dragons liked to be cryptic..." I muttered under my breath.
"What was that?"
"Nothing!"
I grinned and followed Sul'ava through the woods, reflecting as I walked on how lucky I was. Sul'ava was powerful and had promised to make me powerful. I sensed a note of caution in her words, though. Her warning about losing my way and the peculiar way in which she said that she couldn't tell me what to do with that power made me wonder.
Still, there was time enough for mysteries later. For now, I would simply follow Sul'ava's instructions, learn as much as I could, and, hopefully, spend every night in her arms.