Secrets revealed...(1)
Story is Copyright Denver Demchuk 2007
Running, running, the night cloaking me in darkness when I wasn't in the direct light of the Moon. The air was fresh after a rainstorm, and I thirsted, but not for the water that had fallen. Something splashed nearby, the water of the river shimmering, rippling with rings that soon faded with the current. A village girl was bathing in a small pool that rested just inside the rivers flow, her body painted in liquid diamonds. Some staying still, others running in rivers across her smooth flesh, the scent of her partial arousal as the river flowed over, and into her sex stirring my desires. I lept at her snarling, face flashing as she turned and screamed-
The bed rocked as I sat up suddenly, gasping for breath, one hand clawing at my chest, the other gripping the edge of the matress, knuckles white. Looking around with wide emerald eyes, I started to breath a little easier, seeing my room and familiar objects in it. The clock read 7:30pm, and I sighed, covering my face with both hands briefly. Working nightshift had advantages, such as not having to deal with all the assholes that were out during the day. The drawback was there were not alot of places I could go on my nights off to look for someone to spend my time with or just for conversation. This being one of those nights, I was ready to go out just for the hell of it, not expecting much.
The dream though, even as I washed, the images kept flashing in my mind, over and over as well as sensations that aroused me. For two weeks the dreams had come as I slept during the day. After the first few, I started to wake up quickly, trying to avoide seeing myself rape and drink the blood of the women I saw. Not in a vampiric manner, but still, enough so that I knew in the dream I was far from human. Looking up into the mirror, that last thought haunted me. Dirty brown hair framed my face, falling to just above my shoulders with a couple locks sticking out here and their, giving an almost wild look to me. Smooth face was well defined, clean shaven, water dripping off the chin. Dark green eyes stared back, partly frightened, partly defiant and unwilling to be afraid...
An hour later found me at a starbucks on the other side of the city, notebook open as I wrote thoughts and ideas that came to mind, unable to think of much else. I was waiting for a lady friend that I had met not long ago after talking with her on MSN, the plan was to have some dinner and see a movie afterwards. Nothing more or less. Yet the day I met her, the dreams had started. I sat for a moment, tapping my pen on paper, stuck on a word I might use to describe the sexual feelings that came with the dreams without sounding vulgar to my own mind.
"Draven!"
I turned to look at the young woman that had spoken my name in her soft and gentle voice. Not particularly loud, it never the less managed to catch my attention.
"Hello Jen," I said, standing up and giving a wry smile. She hugged me gently and I stiffened, startled by this show of affection. Pulling back, her smile widened, hands still on my arms.
"Something wrong?"
"No, just..not used to being hugged by someone I barely know," I replied cautiously, starting to understand her values a little more. She laughed a little, shaking her head.
"Trust me, I do it to most people I know, and mostly because I enjoy showing how I feel," she told me, violet eyes regarding me thoughtfully. Putting my book into my pack, I grinned, nodding...
...We spent more time talking over our dinner than eating, laughing at each others stories and learning what each enjoyed doing to pass the time. The movie passed as well but not as I thought it would. I watched the story and listened, but I was more aware of Jen and how close she was, how familiar she felt to me. Glancing at her in the changing light of the screen, I shifted my hips as the shadows played over her body. She wore a white shirt that showed off the curves of her breasts, hinting at more than they revealed. Blue jeans fit like a second skin and white running shoes. Her coat was black leather, matching mine a little in overall shape.
Black jeans coverd my waist and legs, with a matching black T-shirt overtop. I wore a light silk T-shirt with oriental dragons twinging over my chest and back. At 6'2", I was just over a couple inches taller than she was.
By the end of the date, as I now thought of it, I felt reluctant to leave.
"Thanks for a wonderful time," Jen said, embracing me again. This time, I returned the gesture and soon felt her kiss my cheek, ever sso close to my lips. I shiverd pulling back, shaft hardening quickly as the dream and thoughts of the kiss lingered.
"My pleasure," I whispered, giving a blight bow before turning to head home from the train station. Once I felt I was far enough, I shook my head, cursing my own stupidity for letting the moment pass as it had...
I watched Draven go, wondering how much of his memories he had lost, memories about who he really was, what he was. Or me for that matter.
"Oh Draven...I can't let you go. Not yet. Not after having found you again," I whispered, waiting for a little until I saw him shake his head, then following.
Unlocking the door to my appartment, I quickly stepped inside, dropping my bag in the closet and shrugging out of my coat. I kicked off my shoes and went straight to my room, falling onto the bed and sighing as I buried my face in the pillow. I could smell my own musk from the times I had mastraubated alone, dreaming or reading about erotic situations. Just the thought caused my cock to harden uncomfortably in my jeans and a slight growl to escape my throat. Unbuckling my belt and hurridly pulling my jeans off, I closed my eyes and massaged my hardening shaft, my mind wandering until it pictured Jen, unclothed and gazing down upon me with a smile...
Following another person through the locked doors of the appartment building, I quickly followed his scent, finding the door to his appartment unlocked and slightly ajar. I went inside silently, closing and lockign the door without so much as a click from the bolt. A muffled groan caught my attention and I moved to find the source of the sound, pushing the door to one of the two rooms open. My eyes widend at the sight of him mastraubating on the queen sized matress, shift still on, cock standing at attention through the slit in the boxers he wore. Warm waves of desire passed through me as I watched, a yearing growing deep inside me. Carefully removing my coat and shoes, my outer cloths soon followed, leaving me standing in the hall with naught but a bra and black thong upon me. Going to the door again, I waited for his eyes to close before creeping inside...
I bit my lip, sitting up a little and stroking my cock faster, feeling it throb in my hand, my balls growing hot and swelling as cum was prepared for release. I brought myself to the brink and stopped, letting go abruptly and waiting for the excitement to lessen, breathing hard. Something cool and soft touched my shaft lightly and my eyes shot open, revealing Jen kneeling beside the bed, her right hand lightly caressing my member.
"Wha-"
She moved, pressing fingers to my lips to stop my words, her other hand wrapping around my cock, pumping slowly. Laying back, I gasped, eyes closing a little.
"Just relax..." She wispered, bending low to kiss my passionately, nibbling on my bottom lip a moment. "You'll understand soon enough, Draven...My Luv.." I heard her words, not understanding them, and not really caring about them either. Moving to stradle my chest, her dripping sex towards my face, she squeezed my cock a moment before licking at the pre seeping from the head. I grabbed hold of the mattress, trying to pull back a little as she took me in, warm lips parting as her moist mouth suckled on my manhood. Jen moaned and the vibrations quickly brought me back to the hight of ecstacy. I smelled Jens arousal, her juices flowing more freely than before and a hunger built inside of my being. Sitting up again, I licked tentativly around her lips, causing Jen to break off for a moment and moan loudly, sex blooming as I continued.
I shuddered and pumped his cock a little faster, suckling hungrily, wanting to bring him back to the arousal I had witnessed earlier. I knew that in his mind he was still a virgin, but gods he knew exactly what to do to make me quiver with desire. How many times before? Too many to count, but I knew that some part of him remembered.
"Ahhh!" I cried out as his toung pushed a little into my hot, wanting sex. Pulling away, I closed my eyes a moment to savour the sensation before turning to look at him. His eyes were partially closed, but I could still see that they had turned a bright silver. 'That's it...time to make you remember...' I thought, turning around.
My body burned, with more than desire, muscles twitching and images flooding my mind, always around jen even as she turned to face me. Kissing a trail up to my lips, grinding her sex against my shaft, the head slipping inside of her a little. My hands roamed over her back and chest, fingers cupping her breasts and squeezing a little, thumbs flicking her stiff nipples. Whimpering a little, Jen straightened herself and reached down, grasping my shaft and guiding the head back into herself, eyes closed, lips open in a moan as she teased us both. I thrust up a little, burying my shaft halfway into her womanhood, biting my lip at the warm silky feeling of her sex as it gripped my member. She pulled up a bit, moving her hips around a little before settling herself onto me completely. Pulling me up, Jen kissed me passionately, storting to ride my shaft slowly, building up to climax. Lips parted and our toungs met each other, tasting, twining a bit. Muted pain shot through my back, along my jaws and face. Looking up at her, I noticed the changes in Jens form for the first time. Hair had gone completely white, skin a light blue, eyes golden.
I knew that face...
"Jalessa..." I whispered, laying her back as she cried out with joy, not just from the physical pleasure, but the name I had remembered. Thrusting into her hard and deep, I wanted to give her as much of myself as I could, memories coming back faster, revealing my true form.
Horns sprouted from the back of his head as it elongated, scales replacing flesh, hair gelling and merging together, forming a bony carapace on his forhead, the rest making silver spines that gathered in a mane upon his neck. Somthing hit the wall below us and as I wrapped my legs around his waist, I felt the base of his tail. His shaft grew in proportion to his new form, stretching the walls of my sex to the limit, filling me completely since my transformation was slower. I whispered encrouagement, crying out as he ground his maleness deep into my body, pushing me against his arms which were braced above my shoulders. My talons dug into he scales of his shoulders as I bucked against each thrust, moaning and trying to hold out just a little longer.
The humanity had been lost in both of us as far as appearance went. Jalessa arched beneath me, curling forward to wrap arms around my body. Thrusting deep one last time, she squeezed my shaft, caressing it. I groaned, the sound turning into a low bass rumble that filled the room as my hot seed jetted into her, wave after wave as I trembled. She trilled, the sound sweet to hear, mixing with my own as her body climaxed as well. Collapsing on Jalessa, I held her close, rockign slightly to prolong the incredible sensations as she crooned a little, kissing my neck gently. "At last...It is done..." she gasped, hands rubbing my back and shoulders. I nodded slowly, eyes half lidded and closing little by little as exhaustion brought true sleep for the first time in weeks....
...Waking, I found myself alone, laying the same way I had after falling asleep. I got up and looked to see if she was still here, some how, I hoped that she would be, even witht he awakened memories. Nothing. The door was locked, no extra pairs of shoes or sets of clothing lay in the hall between my room and the washroom.
I sat on the couch a long time, thinking, looking at my human hands and wondering if it had somehow been a dream. I was lying to myself, since I already knew the truth.
I was a dragon, thrown into the future to protect what was left of my species, in hopes that one day, we could return to living in the open like before. Jalessa...My Luv from the past had used all of her powers to find me here, in this time, to awaken me. The price though, had been her life in the past. Something that I never would have asked for. Going to the washroom, I took a breath and willed the transformation to take place, staring at the silver dragon before me and feeling the physical and magical power I now possessed.
"So where do I go from here?" I asked myself...