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I'm not very happy with some of the e-mails. Don't get me wrong, I love the comments in and of themselves, but when people e-mail me, they neglect to mention which story they are commenting on, this really peeves me off, as I then have to ask which story they are referring to, or just ignore it. So please put the name of the story down if you e-mail. Thanks in advance.

Since I started posting stories in the yiffy archive, I've posted stories almost to the same amount of the first chapter of this story. That's two years of work, squeezed into basically two months. Scary. I may have to slow down. So there probably won't be any more days when I post four stories at once. (I'm very prone to that.) Then again, I might be able to keep up the pace I'm currently doing, but don't get your hopes up.

A tale of dragons: part seven

"What are you?" Brian asked.

"A rrraptorrr." Kershahk replied with a hiss in his voice just like a gryphon.

The two of them were sitting around a campfire that the ninja had started before the battle. It was far enough from the battleground that the smell of blood wasn't in the air.

"Do I know you from somewhere?" Brian asked uncertainly, staring into the raptor's face.

"You don't rrrememberrr do you?" The raptor asked.

"I don't remember anything from before a few weeks ago." Brian replied.

"I sssaved you." The raptor said.

"From what?" Brian asked.

"A giant pussssssy cat." The raptor replied, and Brian laughed.

"What would it do to me? Lick me to death?" He asked. His thoughts drifted slightly, to the way Miralage licked his neck sometimes, and he felt that familiar rush of emotions, making his breathing come faster and his heart beat stronger. He had to stop thinking about her!

"These could crush your skull with a single bite." The raptor said, making a crunching motion with his claws, complete with jaw-snapping sound effects.

"And you killed one?" Brian asked incredulously. "They'd have to be six feet tall to have a jaw that big."

"Ssseven, actually." The raptor said unconcernedly. "But you killed a few too." He said.

"How many?" Brian asked.

"Don't know. I wasss watching from the trrree'sss, but I think you killed morrre than twenty." He replied casually.

"What are you doing out here?" Brian asked.

"Looking forrr family, clan, otherrr rrraptorrrsss." He said.

"Did you find them?" Brian asked.

"No. No sssign. No trrrace. Vanissshed into thin airrr." The raptor replied.

"Well, maybe someone in the camp could help you. There are all kinds of people there. Indeago would know. He knows everything." Brian said.

"Where is this camp?" The raptor asked hopefully.

"Walk that way for about a day, or less if you run." Brian replied, motioning towards the camps general direction with his arm.

"You'rrre not coming?" The raptor asked curiously.

"I don't know if I'm ever going to go back there." Brian replied, meaning what he said. Staying away would be best for both him and Miralage. She could complete her training without any problems. Like the human who was hopelessly in love with her. She had said it herself; she didn't feel anything for him. Even if she did, she was a dragon, and he was human, their nonexistent relationship just wouldn't work.

"You know, if you run away frrrom yourrr prrroblemsss, they jussst chassse you." The raptor said wisely, getting up and starting to walk away.

"What?" Brian asked.

"Nothing." The raptor replied.

"What's your name?" Brian asked, realising that he didn't know. He had told the raptor his own name, but got no name in return.

"Kershahk, Brian." The raptor shot over his shoulder as he walked away.

* * *

Matimura was once again lying under the blankets with Kylara, a new daily past time for him. The only difference was that he had now moved into her lair, where he was supposed to stay anyway.

Skel, who sung constantly in a voice that definitely didn't belong to an angel, had driven them out. Matimura swore that he did it just to piss off the people around him. It had been Kylara's idea that they move to her lair. She hadn't extended the invitation to Debri or Kerasaline; something the female gryphon had been quick to notice, while Debri didn't seem to care one bit.

"Matimura?" She asked him, lengthening the question, in a way that told him that she wanted something.

"Yes?" He asked warily. Kylara was a completely unknown quantity to him. He didn't know what she would ask him for. It could be simple, like him moving a bit, or it could be that she wanted a three-course meal with entrée.

"Do you think you could rub me?" She asked sweetly.

"Uh uh." He replied. "I told you, I'm not going there with you yet." He said seriously.

She pouted at him playfully. "I didn't mean that kind of rubbing." She said, looking at him. "You humans. You warn me about thinking about nothing but sex. Hypocrite." She muttered darkly, making Matimura feel rather shamed.

"I meant rubbing oil into my scales silly, one-track mind human." She said. Matimura realised that she would dreg up that little incident as much as possible.

"Why would I do that?" he asked.

"Because I asked, and it stops me from itching." She said.

"Aren't you already fully grown? S no more itchy skin?" He asked, knowing a little of dragon physiology.

"When I'm big." She said. "But when I'm little, my skin sheds, just like I was really a dragonet again."

"I suppose I could." He said uncertainly. "But no rubbing of the other kind." He warned.

"I'm not a sex maniac." Kylara said in a hurt voice. "I can manage just fine with my paws." She said, causing an image to suddenly pop into his head, of Kylara lying on her back, legs spread, bending forwards to bring her paws into range of her moist slit.

Kylara laughed as she heard his breathing increase.

"That was cruel." He muttered.

"Well, if you were to just...revoke...what you said, maybe I could show you." She purred to him.

"I'm not touching you until I'm ready." He said stubbornly.

She pouted again. "The oils over there." She said, motioning with her muzzle to a bare corner of the room.

"There's nothing there." Matimura said.

"Silly." Kylara muttered. She got to her feet and walked over to the wall. She reared up on her hind legs and placed her front feet on a panel of wall.

A hidden door slid open, revealing a storage room, with a hallway leading off it deeper into the mountain.

"Wow. A walk in closet." Matimura said, trying to sound unimpressed.

Kylara came back over to the blanket, and altered her size a little bit, so that she was now six feet tall at the shoulder. She then flipped him onto the blanket with a careless paw, and gripped the blanket in her teeth, and proceeded to drag it into the storage room.

"Wha--" He began, but then the breath was knocked out of him as kylara flicked a heavy jar onto him with her tail. It wasn't all that big, but it was filled with a thick, viscous fluid that was very heavy. The hidden door closed behind them, entombing them with darkness.

Kylara didn't lose a step. She dragged him for about a minute, before letting go, opening a door, dragging him through, closing the door, and then lighting a fireplace with a stream of fire from her mouth.

The room was suddenly illuminated. He could see a mountainous bed, covered in blankets and pillows, all in pink and purple colours of varying shades.

The room was almost completely bare of anything except the bed and a few other pieces of furniture.

"This is the guest room." Kylara said, sitting on the bed and looking at him, back to her dragonet size, the firelight illuminating her from the side and making her look even more beautiful than when she was in the sunlight.

"You told me you didn't have a bed. You said I'd have to make my own." He said.

She giggled. "Well, this room isn't actually a guest room. It's where the dragons take their mates." She said, looking at him significantly.

"So this room...?" He asked.

"Yes. It's for mating." She said simply.

"Why'd you bring me here?" He asked suspiciously. "I told you, I'm not having sex with you yet."

"I know." She said, in a long-suffering voice. "I brought you here because its warm, and we won't freeze while you oil me." She said.

"How the hell does a dragon get in here?" He asked.

"And what am I? A dog?" She growled.

"Oh." He said sheepishly. "Don't dragons mate at their full size? I mean, if a dragon goes back to their dragonet size, they would be infertile, wouldn't they?" He asked.

"A dragon can mate a month after hatching. We're not stupid like you humans, having to wait for years." She said.

"Why not do it out in the lair?" He asked. He was suddenly curious about dragons for some reason.

"Because male dragons flame when they cum." She said. She then breathed a long stream of fire over everything in the room, except for Matimura.

Matimura yelped and leapt back from the searing heat of her flame.

"See. No damage." She said.

Nothing had caught fire at all, only the fireplace showed any change. The logs there were now white hot and popping.

"Everything's been magically treated to resist fire." She said. "Now, weren't you about start rubbing me?" She asked sweetly, lying down on her back and relaxing into the soft bed. Matimura tried hard not to notice that her little lips were now completely exposed.

Matimura took the jar off the blanket, unscrewing the lid and hesitantly touching the liquid with his fingertips.

It was very thick, and a strange white colour, he though that it would probably go thin and translucent once it had been warmed up or rubbed into her scales.

He splashed some of the oil across her scales in random patterns.

Kylara looked at the warm oil across her belly and laughed.

"What's so funny?" Matimura asked.

"Well...it's just that...if you use your imagination, it looks like I had a good night." She said innocently.

Matimura looked down on her form, covered in splashes of white liquid, and shook his head.

Kylara giggled again.

Matimura lay down besides her, beginning to rub oil across her belly. He had decided to do that area first, to get it out of the way, and that way, he wouldn't have to be constantly rubbing near to her pussy, and hopefully avoid any stimulation to either of them.

Kylara tried her best to stop his little plan, arching her back and pressing her body into his caresses, pushing his hands downwards with her paws, trying to get him to rub her between the legs.

"Please, Matimura?" She pleaded. He pretended not to hear.

She decided to try and get him aroused, and then see if he denied her.

She curled up into a little ball like a dragonet that was cold, her back legs spread wide, her sex completely exposed.

"What are you doing?" Matimura asked.

Kylara didn't answer, but, showing amazing flexibility, she extended her tongue, and delicately ran it over her slit, cooing softly at the sensation it sent through her.

Matimura gulped and stared at the show she was putting on for him, feeling as though his veins were going to burst under pure pressure from his rapidly beating heart.

Kylara began to lick herself with rapid, flicking strokes, focusing on her clitoris for a second, before delving between her own lips, writhing her tongue inside her like a snake.

Matimura walked over to her hesitantly, and touched her shoulder, getting her attention.

She stopped what she was doing, looking at him, seeing the lust in his gaze. She made a little sound of contention and pulled him on to the bed with her.

Matimura pulled her closer, and kissed her softly, tasting her juices strong in her mouth. Kylara kissed him back fervently, gently pushing his onto his back, straddling him while still kissing him. She broke the kiss for a second so that Matimura could pull his shirt off, before resuming the kiss.

Kylara raked her back paws across his hips, the claws only slightly unsheathed, catching on his pants and pulling them down, revealing his live erection.

Matimura hurriedly kicked them off, not once breaking the kiss.

Kylara flipped him over with strength unproportional to her size and began to lick and nuzzle his neck, nipping at the soft skin playfully as he ran his hands up and down her back.

She began to undulate against him sensually, making sure that her pussy contacted his hard cock with every arch of her back.

Matimura groaned and pulled her up to his face, kissing her as deeply as he could, wondering why he didn't feel disgusted with himself? She was a dragon, something he shouldn't find mildly attractive, and something he was taught was evil as a rule. But he didn't care, not at that moment, and he didn't think he would ever care about it again. She was the most beautiful creature in the world to him.

He held her sides gently, and thrust up into her slowly, kissing the side of her neck as she tensed up, convulsing slightly with pleasure.

He began to move slowly, not wanting to hurt her. It was only her second time, and her first time had been pure passion and fury, so he wanted to show her the limits of what sex could be like.

He ran a hand down her side, gently touching her wing, smiling as she shivered with pleasure, and then he ran his hand across her side to her belly and gently rubbed there, her belly muscles tightening under his hand as he started to thrust into her slowly, sliding smoothing in and out of her. He then moved it down further, until it found her clit, which he pinched as gently as possible, suppressing a laugh as she came with a high-pitched squeal of pleasure.

She collapsed onto his chest, breathing heavily and trying to focus on his face as her vision swam.

"That was soooo good." She murred, rocking gently, his cock still sliding smoothly into her.

"I'm glad you liked it." He said in a voice of sincere satisfaction.

"It can't be too fun for you." She said, pouting, rocking her hips in an effort to pleasure him.

"I don't mind." He said, lying through his teeth, he would like nothing better than to 'bop her till her ears bleed' as one his friends so eloquently used to put it.

"Take me." She whispered in his ear, nipping at his ear lobe playfully.

"What do you think I'm doing?" He asked, gently rubbing her neck.

"Take me." She said, louder this time, stepping off him shakily and turning away from him. She slowly lifted her tail into the air, revealing the glistening scales between her legs, glinting in the firelight. He stared at this delightful sight, his erection tightening painfully as he stared at the beautiful creature offering herself to him.

He moved behind her, gently rubbing her hips, loving the little moan she made in response. He moved up behind her, positioning himself to enter her, his hands running up and down her back. He stopped when the head of his cock was touching her silken lips.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked, still gently rubbing her back with his hands.

"Yes." She said impatiently, her tail twitching with her agitation.

"Well, I don't much like this position." Matimura said conversationally, before flipping her onto her back.

She stared up at him, and then kissed him, long and deep, as he began to gently work his cock into her warm entrance.

Kylara squealed as she felt him hilt within her, and then arched against him, tensing her muscles and rocking slightly, moving him inside her the smallest amount possible.

Matimura paused for a moment, taking the time to admire her form under him. She looked so sexy spread out luxuriously underneath him, her wings slightly spread, the muscles of her flat belly gently tensing and relaxing with his every movement.

"You're not in pain are you?" He asked her.

"No, but you will be if you don't keep going." She said sweetly.

He took the advice, and lowered himself fully onto her, kissing her neck and starting up a gentle thrusting tempo, increasing as time went by.

He wanted it to last, but Kylara was tightening around him with every thrust, and he could feel his climax spiralling up from inside him.

He rolled her over, so that she was on top, in the hopes that she could control herself enough so that they could draw out the act. But she had other ideas. As soon as she was balanced enough to move, she began to rock back and forth furiously, staring deep into his eyes and kissing him, feeling her muscles convulsing on the lovely slippery erection as it filled her.

She moaned and came, adding a few jerky, rocking movements in her climax, which finally pushed him over the edge.

He pulled her closer and locked his lips against hers as he joined her in glorious release, his seed spilling from the tip of his member deep between her glistening, quivering folds as they both let vent to their feelings with cries of ecstasy.

* * *

Brian was walking towards the place where Ryshkae had died, and carefully not thinking about her daughter, when he remembered about the egg. He had lost it when he had fallen from the cliff into the battleground.

He went off to find it.

When he reached the battleground, he could clearly see the portion of ground that had fallen from the cliff, depositing him in the middle of the group.

He found the egg near the bottom, miraculously untouched by the falling debris. He put it into his pack, and began walking towards the camp. He had to face his problems. Even if it hurt him beyond repair, or started something that he didn't know he wanted to start.