The Bounty Hunters. Pt 2
si mi glad wux shio lamitha nomeno story zyak karif. xurwkic ve kiwieg shio warm vur fuzzy crodr.
(I am glad you all enjoyed this story so far. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.)
si filiik shafaer ekess wer jiilral chapter
(I guess on to the second chapter)
Teireas and Peter had traveled through the night and most of the morning. Landing just outside the village, Teireas gave a curious look about the area, then turned his attention to Peter, "I still feel un-easy for some reason."
Peter had chuckled, dis-mounting from his mate and the saddle he rode within, gathering said saddle and removing it after un-doing the straps beneath Teireas's underbelly, "Perhaps you are going into another of those rut cycles you told me about a few months ago." He smiled, stepping closer to the gold dragons muzzle, gently cupping the muzzle in his hands, then kissing the top of the scaled head. "You know all you have to do is ask right." He chuckled, speaking softly, "My elven form might be too small for you, but my dragon form should be more than enough."
Teireas growled softly, gently nipping at one of Peter's hands. "No I am not going into one of those rut cycles again. Not for a few weeks anyway. A bit of play would be welcomed though..." He purred softly again, before aiming to pounce upon Peter.
Peter blinked a bit, seeing Teireas as he prepared to pounce, and quickly side-steped the falling dragon, "Please don't pounce me Teir. I'm afraid you would squish me in that form!" He then giggled softly, making a taunting gesture towards Teireas, then spoke aloud as he began running away, "If you want me that bad love...you've got to catch me."
Growling lightly, Teireas took off at a run after Peter, his form taking on that of an elven male as he traveled. Twisting and turning around trees and bushes, he eventually caught up to Peter, just outside the home the two shared. Peter had quickly flung open the door and rushed inside, quickly followed by Teireas as he spoke out, "I will catch you Peter!!"
Peter though, had continued on un-hindered, up until he stopped outside the bathroom door and rose his hands to hopefully fend off Teireas, or make him stop, "Calm down Teir. Please. I would like to get a bath first. You need one too. We havn't been home in a few days."
Thinking about this a moment, Teireas nodded, then gently nudged Peter off into the bathroom, "Then come on. It's not like both of us can't fit in there."
Peter chuckled, following with the soft push of Teireas's, going to removing the light green tunic on his upper half, "That is true...." He smiled gently while the tunic was covering his face, but the smile was gone when he fully removed it. Taking a seat upon the ground, he went then to removing the cloth pants, and under-garments he wore.
Once in the nude, he then slipped down into the tub of hot water. The tub was somewhat magical, being that the water supply was constant, and it remained at a comfortably hot temperature for the two. Sighing once he was within the tub, he relaxed gently against it's side, then looked to Teireas as he finished stripping, then climbed into the tub to join Peter in the bath.
Once into the tub, he purred softly, making his way over to Teireas, where he carefully moved and wiggled himself about, only to take a seat within his mate's lap, then rest his back up against Teireas's chest, speaking softly, "Well...you've caught me. What are you gonna do with me then hmm?"
Teireas smiled softly, speaking gently, "si huven ekess qe crodr wux."
Peter had nodded softly, reaching behind himself and grasping his mate's member gently, giving it a few quick strokes to get it firm and hard, then rose himself from Teireas's lap, positioning the engorged member at his entrance. Pushing himself downn, he allowed the penetration to be slow, trying to tighten and loosen his muscles to allow Teireas a gentle entrance, but still be somewhat hard to gain access. Gasping out as he lowered himself fully onto the member of his lover, he layed back once more, relishing in the fullness he felt, as well as the feeling of Teireas's arms wrapping around his elven form's chest.
Once fully inside Peter, Teireas began gently rocking his hips, allowing a few inches of his near twelve inch member to slip from Peter's anal cavity, only to be gently pushed back in, receiving a gentle gasp from Peter. Relaxing once he felt his prostate be gently touched by the member inside himself, Peter gasped out loud, then began to use his legs, gently rising and lowering himself in Teireas's lap, relishing in the feel of penetration. Gasping, he tilted his head back, staring to the ceiling as he moaned out loud, moving a hand up to place it above, then behind Teireas's head, lowering his mate's head, then giving him a firm, lust-filled kiss.
Returning the kiss, he began thrusting his hips hard against Peter's ass, driving himself in and out at a rather quick pace as he felt himself nearing climax. Between pants, he questioned Peter, "Where do you want it?" He then reached around with one of his free hands, and grasped Peter's fully erect member, beginning to stroke it quickly in time with his thrusts, feeling Peter tense up as he seemed to near climax also.
The two peaked at near the same time, Teireas erupting inside of Peter, while Peter's spent seed was shot up along his chest and stomach. Relaxing, Peter gasped a few times, then went silent as he tried to catch his breath.
Teireas however, went to gently gathering the spent cum upon Peter's chest and stomach in his hand, then began licking his hand clean. Purring loudly when he finished, he gently kissed Peter, then spoke softly, "I always did enjoy that taste. Even if it were my own."
Peter chuckled gently, shifting himself about slightly in Teireas's lap, then spoke gently, "I'm not gonna ask. But I think I already know what you mean." He rose himself slightly, then lowered roughly, gathering Teireas's attention as he spoke, "We should really finish this bath love. Don't want that skin of yours to wrinkle would we?"
Teireas grunted softly when Peter had dropped down, removing himself from Peter's anal cavity, then gathered a wash-cloth to begin washing his front half, "You have a point, no matter how comfortable I feel when we are together."
Removing himself, then helping Peter from the bath, the two went off towards their shared bed-room, intent being to gather some much needed sleep.
Meanwhile however, Hirako and Mizoku continued to track the dragon they had been hunting. Eventually though, Mizoku came to a stop and growled loudly, stomping a large furry paw to the ground roughly, "They couldn't of gotten too far. Perhaps they're in that village ahead." With that, he began heading off towards this village, Hirako following closely behind his younger brother, "Don't do anything foolish brother. I know how you get inside villages. Specially when they make comments about what you look like."
Mizoku growled softly, shaking his head as he continued into the village, "What!? Not like the last one I went to I killed twenty some people. Some with no reason aside seeing the blood-shed." Knowing that was a false statement though, he shrugged and stepped towards the village, watching as two guards barred his and his brothers entrance with two large pike's, the one on the left speaking out, "State your business."
Hirako quickly spoke up as he saw Mizoku tense, "We seek goods. We're travelers in search of an old friend of ours. Maybe you two have seen him recently. Large...gold scaled dragon."
The guards each nodded quickly, motioning off past the village to the east towards a thick set of woods, "We have actually. About a day ago. Passed through here rather quickly with a young elven boy."
Mizoku hmm'ed, looking to his brother, who had shrugged slightly, showing he didn't care what they did for now. Mizoku took this as a sign, and decided to go find something to eat for the two.
The guards let the two brothers into the village, both of them heading off towards a diner near-by the entrance to gather their meal and drinks before taking off once more.
Having prepared for bed, Peter was already beneath the covers of said bed, reading a book over dragons once more, still wishing to learn as he always did. Teireas however, was no-where near the bed, or Peter. He was seated several miles away from the home, but was still within the village. Resting atop a large out-cropping of rock that over-looked the near-by forest.
He was curious over why he still felt un-easy about something. He growled softly, eyes scanning the forest below, but he came up with nothing out of the ordinary. Turning about, he decided to go get some sleep.
Once back inside the home, and resting, cuddled up to Peter in his elven form, he found sleep rather easily, like most nights he did since he had been with Peter the past few months. Peter simply smiled, gently running a hand through his mate's hair, then returned to the book he held as he spoke softly, "I wonder how he shall handle these two. My dreams have showed me two beings. But what they are, or what they are capable of is unknown."
He sighed then, looking up to the ceiling of the room, "Where are you when we truly need you Mish."
Teireas growled gently in his sleep, oblivious to what Peter was talking about as he continued slumbering peacefully
(A touch rushed...but I wished to get this out of my head and down before I forgot any of it.)
(I tend to be a VERY forgetful dragon at times.)