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Chapter Six

_"What have you done?" The voice asked her, as she sat before the shadowy figure, head low, ears low. Her gaze focused on her feet as the accusing words pierced her. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?"

The change in tone, the disgust, the anger made her cringe beneath its weight. She fell to a lay choking back a guilty sob as she uttered many attempts to speak, but not finding the words. How could one explain such a tasteless act of disgrace?

"I.. didn't mean to..." She finally managed. The shadowy figure would have none of it.

"You did not MEAN to butcher a cage terrified creature and consume its flesh!?" It accused? "Where is your honor, your morals?! You disgust me Adilia."

The pure hatred in his tone assaulted her more then any blows could, she let out a little cry and her head fell to the ground with a sob.

"I tried to fight it." She mumbled, "I couldn't... stop my.. self."

"You are a killer. A murder!" The voice of the one person she wanted so desperately to please accused her. The words were like swords in her heart._

The dragoness woke with a start, breathing hard as she lurched into a half sit. Her eyes were filled with tears, her head held low. What had she done? She could not deny what had happened. Even now the blood of the poor cat stained her, assaulted her nostrils with its putrid scent. A scent that bothered her far worse then the stench of the dungeon. Bits of its flesh still lingered on her form.

"Are you... alright?" Came a voice very near her. The shock of another's presence nearby drew her from her self loathing as she looked toward it and realized it was the male, Mahkah. Standing nearby, with no bars between them. Her ears and fin went back, but the original fear of the male no longer assaulted her. Instead the thoughts of what she had done, the life she had so cruelly taken roamed over and over again in her thoughts and she sank to a lay with a low pained wail.

He looked confused at the reaction, expecting another sniping remark, or maybe even her to attack him. Slowly he approached, and moved to lay beside her. "What... what happened?"

"I murdered an innocent frightened creature... I... ate... ate it live..." She said after a few minutes trying to bring the words to being. She expected him to recoil in horror and flee her. But he did not, he slowly moved his front paws to her head, and turned it to look at him.

"Why did you do this?" He asked as he gazed into her watery eyes. She looked away quickly, sniffling a bit.

"I don't... know. I couldn't stop myself... I tried... but..." She closed her eyes and let out a long breath.

"Did they shoot you?" He asked her.

"What..." She asked, lifting her head a bit.

"Those things that stick us, did they hit you with them, a loud bang, and then the stickers stuck into you?"

"Yes..." She said softly. He shook his head at her, and moved to grasp her head again. She resisted this time, and he gently used a bit of force to turn her head toward him.

"Look at me Adilia, this is not you. This is not your doing, your choice, or your fault. The things they hit us with make us do these things. It is control of some sort. I would never kill another dragon without good cause, but they have made me kill. They have made me rape others. With these... things."

She looked at him, her gaze confused. Here was this monster that not many hours ago she was disgusted by. Whom she had thought a violent rapist, a horrible excuse for a dragon. And now here she laid, thinking the same of herself... and all this was due to the humans doing? Her eyes closed, and her head fell back down with a thud. He let her head fall, but brought a paw to rest on her muzzle.

"You are not responsible for what they make you do. You must believe at least this." He said to her softly.

"Perhaps in time... but that doesn't make me feel any less bad, or the memories fade." She answered hoarsely. There was a long silence after her words, and when she opened her eyes to look as to why she saw that he was looking down as well, his eyes closed, a pained sort of expression on his own face.

"I know..." He said, with the weight of much guilt upon his voice. Slowly he laid he his beside hers, a few tears slipping from his muzzle. She lifted her head a moment, and gazed up at the ceiling. If she were trapped in this hell, she supposed she could have a worse fate then being trapped with someone that seemed gentle and kind. She glanced down at him as he laid there, and then slowly laid her head over his and drifted back to sleep.

Chapter Seven

She awoke when a sharp crashing sound interrupted her slumber, Mahkah was awoken by the same sound and quickly was on his feet. He seemed panicked as the sounds of sounds were heard down the hall, and a few moments later the sounds of an angry lusting male. He was breathing quickly as he looked to her. His eyes wide in fear, and concern.

"What..." She asked him, staying by the wall where she had slept as more shots were heard.

"The humans... they are going to force us together." He said, his voice a low whisper. He drew back from her, "Fight me!"

She gazed at him confused, slowly moving to a stand herself to face him, fin low, head cocked.

"What?" It was a strange thing, a day ago she would have gladly attacked this male. He mock charged at her, head low, mouth wide, shaking his form so that his dewlap lurched back and forth.

"Come fight me, attack! Or are you scared?" He said, trying to prod her into attacking him. She moved to a defiant sit, and snorted at him.

"I don't want to hurt you." He look exasperated.

"When they come to this cage, they will shoot us if we are not mating. They will make me rape you." He said, ears back. "If you hurt me badly, or kill me..."

"They will probably send me with another male, whom may or may not be so kind!" She yelped at him, lowering here head after she said the words. The words silenced both of them, even she had been surprised to blurt them out. But there was truth to them and they both knew it. Though it may save her from this fate today, tomorrow her fate may be far worse then the gentle mostly sane male before her now. He looked away, bothered by the circumstances. She looked at him, flustered and without much time to think. "I do not want to hurt you. And I do not want to kill you."

"You said I was a monster, I am a monster Adilia. Look what I do, I kill other dragons, when they shoot me I will hurt you. I deserve to die." He pleaded with her, but he did not look at her. His words bothered her, more so because a day ago she would have easily agreed with him. Perhaps even chided him into hurting himself or letting her. If the circumstances had happened one day ago she would have rended the male, perhaps even... killed him. The thought bothered her. She had jumped too quickly to judgment. Her father... as little as she could remember and as painful as it was everytime she did remember... he had taught her not to judge something for what it seemed until she looked deeper. She should have known there was more to this.

"No." She said in a harsh firm whisper, moving toward him she put her head under his and tried to lift it. His head was far heavier and she would never be able to move it without his help but he lifted it as she pushed up. She pushed her form to his chest, leaning against him heavily. "You are not a monster, remember your own words, you do not carry responsibility for what they make you do. This is not your fault. Never give up hope, hope only leaves when you are dead. Never long for death, always have hope or you will turn into a monster. You do not deserve to die."

"And you do not deserve to be raped or hurt." He said, as more shots were heard very near. She closed her eyes, her thoughts wild, but clear. She had little choice now. It was going to happen either way. She could let the humans turn it into something terrible. Or she could chose where, when, how... and with who. It was a limited choice, but it was better then what could happen here. She recalled the poor purple female, that is not what she wanted.

"Then lets not make it be that way." She said softly, moving around him she rubbed her side and head against his side. And offered him a playful little murr. He looked at her confused, but followed her around, his tail flicking to and fro cautiously.

"Are you sure?" He asked, looking rather bothered.

"If I must lose my childhood so soon... I would chose you of the many males here." She offered, her fin rising slightly. Mahkah wrinkled his nose a bit, and moved to nuzzle her head gently.

"I am not sure that is a compliment... but I am... honored." He said, glancing toward the hall as the humans started toward them. "But perhaps for this moment we can trick them..."

Quickly the male moved over the female, in a pusedo mount and before she could react he reached his head over her back and gripped his jaws gently but firmly at the based of her neck pulling back on her flesh there. This was a spot that cause a flood of rather strong natural hormones in dragons. Adilia let out a little meek murr as the male did this.

The humans stopped in front of the cage and saw the male over the female and made snide remarks about him being so easily aroused. Laughing they continued down the hall and once they were out of sight he released Adilia whom had gone limp with the love bite. She nearly fell forward catching herself as she breathed in deeply and he climbed off of her.

"What was that?" She asked, having little in the knowledge of sexual exploration. She knew instinctively what went where, but aside from the rudimentary knowledge she was very much naïve. Mahkah glanced to her.

"I am sorry..." He said softly. She shook her head, and padded toward him, her head moving beneath his to nibble playfully at his neck.

"Don't be... it did not feel bad." She said softly, "I don't want my first time to be bad... to hurt... or be terrible and scary." She said, pushing into his chest again. He took a deep breath, and lowered his head to gently tuck her head against his neck.

"No one would." He reassured her. She drew a deep breath, and drew back.

"Then will you... show me how it should be?" She asked, looking up at him with a soft gaze. He looked confused.

"It should be with one of your choosing... one you love.... It is never supposed to be forced, or unpleasant. Or... frivolous." He said softly in reply. She shook her head.

"In this place, it will not be those things unless we make it special. So... I am asking you... please... show me... I want you to show me." She asked again, a bit more pleading. He looked away and sighed.

"This does not feel right, but I will... try." He said, moving to rub his head along her neck gently. She purred at him drawing her wings over him.

"Let it be right for just this moment if nothing else." She whispered to him. He drew away, running his head along her side, and then along the other, teasing her with little pressures here and there. The feelings were gentle and pleasant and she stood still as he gave them to her.

He took in her scent, her beauty. She was a beautiful female, and healthy still despite the circumstances. In any other instance he may have pursued her. If he knew her better, but for now he pushed all this aside. And devoted himself to ensuring if nothing else there would be one happy memory for her.

Adilia was new to the sensations she was feeling, as the male showered attention and gentle affection upon her, she rubbed him back. He was purring loudly as he ran along her chest, nibbling at her neck again and then slowly he drew his head beneath her. Nostrils flaring as he traced his head along her belly pausing before her cloacae. He blew air toward it, eliciting a loud sound from the female as a wave of new feeling slipped through her. Then all at once she felt his tongue slither against her tracing along the slit with an unimaginable amount of sensation for such a slight touch.

He could smell she was moist, and ready. And the smell was already causing him to harden and drop forth. He shivered, and withdrew his head to slowly come around and then carefully he drew himself atop her his belly running along her back until he paused by her shoulders lowering his head to lick and nibble between them to bring more pleasure to her.

She quivered with his attention, a building fire within her as she let the male's affection bring warmth into her. The terrible place they were faded away from thought, there was just them, there in a moment of gentle passion. He lifted his head running along the side of her neck and paused letting a soft hot breath loose nearby her ear.

"Are you sure?" He asked one last time, she offered no words, only a nod, as she backed up a bit to feel his hardness touch her underscales . He took the hint and slid into a better position on her back, and she could feel his tip slip slightly into her, feel the warmth of him against her. And the feelings seemed so amplified, and she longed to feel more. He did not torture her in waiting long, his hips bucked forth and pushed some of himself within her.

The feeling was so immensely pleasurable. She felt him slide into her, filling her with a fullness that made her feel complete in a way she had not felt before. Every beat of his heart she could feel within her, and it was as if they were one. Slowly he moved deeper, until he touched her barrier. He paused there a moment, to give her time to change her mind. But there was no changing her mind now. She did not want this to stop, she loved the feeling. The completeness, the feeling of sharing one body. She bucked against him, urging him onward. In one fluid movement he breeched the barrier, claiming her virginity and at the same time answering her growing demand.

There was pain, but it was brief, and replaced with a more complete wholeness as he hilted within her. The pain faded, and the small stain of blood along his shaft as he pulled out was minor. His exit made her feel empty, Slowly he entered again, and the pleasure was so much more marked now that she had felt a moment without him within her. This continued in a form of pleasurable torture, his drawing out emptying her of himself, and then in again bringing that pleasure back. Building into a quicker and quicker tempo.

Both forgot they were slaves forced to do the bidding of creatures in any other scenario they could crush easily. For one brief moment they were lovers, in a moment of bliss no one could steal from them. Finally when she felt that she could take the fire growing within her no more, there was a final surge from him as he buried within her fully. His member jerked and twitched, and she let out a long moan as she climaxed just moments before he did. Releasing himself within her, bringing two warm floods to meld together within her into a satisfied feeling of fullness, even as he exited her and drew back to all fours.

She was panting and as he moved off her she sank to a lay, looking at him with a tired yet fulfilled gaze. This was not where she expected to do such a thing her first time. But it was entirely as she had thought it would be. As he gave her a loving gaze and sank into a lay beside her she lifted a wing and closed it over him hugging him closely to her body.

Neither spoke a word as they laid their heads down, hers atop his. They did not need to speak. Each was drained from their passionate moment, and each knew the other had experienced the same passion. There was an unspoken bond formed in the moment, and the silence told everything.