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Writed: Me (original in hungarian)

Translation : Blackwing Dragon

Demon's Eye

1.

There was a pleasant warm in the room. The only source of light was provided by a fireplace, in which the sparks lazily danced on the unburned parts of wood.

The vixen sighed as Razzor began kissing her neck. The small girl was literally lost under the gigantic dragon. Razzor of course was extra careful not to let a single part of him put weight on her. Because he knew that his partner was a hundred times more fragile than himself. He slowly ran a paw across the girl's body, from her breasts to her thighs and between the vixen's legs. From that, she shivered slightly, even though her folds were already wet with need.

"Calm down!Relax!" the dragon whispered into her ear " I promise I'll be gentle."

Razzor slid back, to which a reply of painful wailing came. The bed was a large wooden piece of work, but the dragon made sure it would push its durability to its limits.

'She's just lying there, like a fried fish!' he thought 'Now, either she is dead scared, or she's not that experienced with men.' Since the girl was selling herself for fun, he bet the former. 'Oh well, she'll let up in a second'

He smiled at his own thoughts, and pushed his head between the girl's thighs.A loud shriek came as an answer, when he licked at the opening presented to him , but he didn't stop. He kept licking faster, until his tongue was dancing on the sweet silken lips.

The girl kept sighing louder and louder, whilst moaning. She held the dragon's head between her thighs, only to have Razzor up the ante once more. In her anguish and bliss, the vixen was biting away at her own lips. Razzor had to reach up and grab her hips to keep her in place, since she was moving around so much. The vixen sat up and leaned forward, holding onto the dragon's horns as her legs clamped around his neck. Judging from her sounds, she was still in seventh heaven. And it's quite possible that by now, they managed to wake everyone in the inn up.

In the end, the dragon spared her and removed his muzzle from the vixen's lap. She fell back on the bed amidst loud sighs, panting for quite some time. Using the momentary break, Razzor wiped his own muzzle and tried to get a few pieces of hair off his tongue. But he didn't give the girl much rest, he leaned over her right away.

"I hope you liked it so far?"

The vixen weakly spat out a barely audible yes.

"Because that was nothing! What's coming now is probably going to make you fly to heaven and back." The vixen gave the dragon a look over, narrowing her eyes. She must have understood what will follow now. "It might hurt at first..."

Razzor slowly pressed his steel-breakingly hard shaft against the vixen's crotch, which was easily as big as her forearm. His black shaft's tip sparkled as it wettened with pre, the veins on it getting more defined as she looked over the painfully hard shaft. That's the member he placed to her sweet opening. There wasn't a shortage of lube, but he still had to squeeze it in somehow.

The vixen closed her eyes and grit her teeth.

"Relax!Let yourself go" the dragon whispered " if you tense up, it will only hurt even more!"

The tip of his tool was slowly pressed in the vixen's opening. She shrieked quietly. He kept pressing forward, especially so after he felt it get stuck in the tiny little passage. She moaned out , which is when a gigantic crack was heard.

Razzor looked down, frightened, but only before he would sigh in relief. "Phew! I thought for a minute my cock broke in you..."

The rumbling of armor and steps of many feet were audible from behind him.

When he looked back, he saw three figures dressed in armor. A doberman, who was in front, a rhinoceros and a gorilla.

"This room is taken! Go somewhere else to be gay!" he shouted at them commandingly.

The three were so surprised by that, they didn't even know what to say for a while. Then the Doberman spoke. "Err...that's ..not why we came here for."

Razzor stood up from the bed. His long red mane was usually held up neatly, but was now dragging itself on the ground. Approximately 8 feet, he towered easily above the uninvited guests. "I don't care why you came, but if you don't get out of here very soon, I'll make you into a tin can!"

None of the soldiers thought themselves as easy to scare, but nevertheless, armed or not, a big, angry, horny dragon wasn't exactly a weak opponent either...

"Ahem", the doberman started, trying to ignore the slander. "We just want to relay the invitation of the Lady!"

"Now is not the time!" he stepped near the doggie , pressing at his armor and pushing him backwards "Come back tomorrow!"

The doberman tried to take his eyes off the massive shaft pointing at his chest and look into the dragon's eyes once more.

"I'm afraid we can't do that! The Lady is very important and is asking for you in a very urgent matter! You must come with us immediately!"

"And if I don't?" he asked back angrily. "You three think you're enough to drag me there?"

"Oh, not at all!" - the doberman explained. "But Lady Alzina is the absolute ruler of this Province and very experienced in Magic. I'm sure it would be easy for her to find a way to drag you there, with or without your wish. But her asking is a little more discreet, is it not?"

'Great, just what I needed! Some bitch head witch had to get horny for me!?'

"Discreet?" - he looked at the busted door . "Is knocking an unknown term to you?"

"We did...a lot. But nobody answered, and the sounds, well...we thought someone was..."

"WHAT, so you've been listening in as well?!" , he shouted at them. They quivered quite obviously at that.

'Dammit. It's not a good idea to piss off a mighty witch like that!'

"Alright!I'm going with you, but give me half an hour unless you want a horny dragon to stand infront of the bitch!"

"Sorry, but we can't even waste a minute!"

'Oh dammit...'

Razzor growled a curse under his nose.

"Fine, but one of you has to blow me until we get there!" The surprised, frightened looks made the dragon grin. "Heh, don't worry, I was only kidding! None of you are my type anyway!"

He looked back to the vixen, who was watching quietly. "I'm sorry my dear, we will do this another time!"

Her face seemed to reflect releif, knowing she avoided being skewered alive.

Razzor didn't dress for too long. He simply tied his loincloth, and attached his sword's sheath to his back. The armored gloves which usually hide his paws have, instead of getting worn, been slapped under his armpit lazily.

It took half an hour for them to wander from the inn to the castle in the middle of town. That alone annoyed Razzor. Why couldn't they simply tell him where to come? Five minutes and he could have flown here, fuck the old bitch and go back! Anyway, the cold night air helped cool off his hot member enough so it wasn't pointing straight ahead.

The castle itself was an impressive sight even from the outside. Everywhere you looked, fancy towers and arches... there were fire pits outside the castle which lit the normally white beauty up in orange. Inside, Razzor gave a whistle. The walls were covered with white marble, the ground was covered in plush silk carpets, and the hallways lined with fine hand-made pillars and statues.

'Well damn, I guess you people aren't very poor, are ya?'

The dragon was then led into an even bigger room. On the middle of it was a very long table, which already had two occupants. A figure dressed in a black cape whose grey hair was to his shoulders, but despite that looked quite young, and a very young lynx girl, in white's priestess clothing. At first, Razzor only nodded at the two as a greeting, and only got so much back, himself.

He threw his back against a wall and folded his arms. His sword and gloves were confiscated at the castle's entrance On purpose, he pushed his equipment unto the weakest looking soldier who almost crumbled under its' weight. He smiled at the thought.

'Come on already you bitch!if it was so damn important for you to drag me over here, then get your arse in gear! I don't want to screw around here all night'

As soon as that thought ran through his head, the door infront opened. A tiger and a bull entered through it. Their shining armor had no dents in it. Most likely, they've never seen battle, but their wearers looked impressive nevertheless. The head slut must be smarter than to assign two dumbasses by herself. As soon as they came in, they stopped at either side of the door and stood solid still, just like the statues in the room.

'Damn disciplined people!'

It was then that the Lady entered.

Razzor blinked quite violently, thinking his eyes were playing tricks on him. A snow white unicorn walked in the door. Every step she took was graceful and light, as if stepping on clouds. Her adequate silk dress reinforced the curves of her legs, instead of hiding them. She had beautiful, sky blue eyes.

The wolf and the lynx stood up to honor her.

Razzor felt his previously cold-killed libido move again.

'Maybe it WAS worth coming here?'

The beauty stopped and slightly bowed her head. "I welcome you! I am Princess Quebel Elrune Alzina. I am glad that you all managed to arrive on such short notice"

'I wonder what if I hadn't', he thought.

"I wish to apologize for the discomfort the invitation might have caused, but if you hear what I have to say, you will surely understand the urgency behind my request."

"Then I suggest", the dragon interrupted "That we stop beating around the bush and get to the point?"

"Okay", she nodded "Don't you wish to sit down?" , she said, gesturing towards the table.

Razzor looked at the hand-sculpted desk and felt the size of his muzzle form a light smirk. "I think it's best if I don't. I won't fall on my ass and your Majesty won't have to buy another chair".

"As you wish" - she spoke, and sat down at the head of the table. "I know who you are... but perhaps you could introduce yourself to eachother?"

"Ahem", the wolf spoke up. "I am Zordun, member of the Northern Mages Alliance. As soon as I heard your Majesty's invitation, I came."

After that, the lynx stood up to introduce herself. "I am Livande, priestess of the temple of Light. Our order is always proud to fight alongside the just cause."

The princess nodded. Then, all eyes landed on the dragon.

"Razzor", he said... after a few moments, adding "Dragon", as if that covered everything.

The others didn't really push the matter, everyone just paid attention to the Princess once more.

"I won't hide it, the mission I am about to ask of you is very dangerous. You must find a magical artifact. It is called the Demon's Eye, and posesses tremendous magical power. With it's help, every type of demon, or otherwodly creature can be summoned. Even a whole legion of them! I myself would go for it with my soldiers, and magician, but unfortunately, the eye is in Mondrak, in the country of Mordun. We aren't exactly allies with them you understand, and so we cannot risk a war... which is why I need outsiders"

"That lowdown scum!", the lynx hissed. "He's allied with the dark powers!"

"Yes", the princess nodded. "Even worse, he's also after the Eye."

"Which means we have to find it before he does?" the wolf interrupted. "With the item in hand, he would not have posed much danger to this country..."

"No!", she interrupted. "I am not sending you to return it here, but to destroy it! It is too dangerous! If the user makes the smallest mistake, the magic of the Eye could go rampant and let all the underworld's demons into our world uncontrollably."

All they could do to that explanation was nod.

"I'm starting to suspect why I am needed", he spoke. "I should smuggle them inside?"

"Well, basically yes. Dragons are good guests in Mordrak..."

"They don't like us any more there than they like us here. But they fear us more, because their country borders the Dragon Lords' "

"That's fine too! The point is, a team lead by dragons is usually less suspicious, or easy to stop!"

"So he is to be our leader?" - the wolf raised an eyebrow.

"Only in name. The real leader will be Nadrava, my head Mage. She will be the one to carry the item with which you can find the Eye, and she alone knows the method of destroying the item. Plus she discovered that the Eye has awakened"

"Awakened?!" - the wolf gasped.

"Yes...after long centuries, it once again emits magic from within itself. That could mean two things. Either the magicks keeping it silenced have worn off, or someone found it. That is why we are in such a rush. We have to find it before an even bigger catastrophe takes place! Of course I'm not asking you to risk your lives for free..."

The lynx girl disagreeingly shook her head. "The order of the light considers it it's duty to fight the evil posing a threat to the world. I refuse to accept any money for this!"

The wolf scratched his chin. "The magic components are pretty expensive, and I do have to make a living too...50 gold!", he muttered the amount of a smaller fortune out so easily.

Which also earned him a very dirty look from the lynx.

Everyone then shifted their gaze to the Dragon.

"300 Gold!", he said quite simply.

You could almost hear the sound of jaws dropping in the room at the rudely large amoung of money being mentioned. You could make a militia with that much money!

After some silence..."Alright..."

"I also have another condition!"

The Princess' eyes seemed to twitch a little. "And what would that be?"

The dragon smiled. "This does not need to be heard by others", he said on an obviously foreboding tone towards the unicorn.

As he stepped towards her, the guards blocked his path - only to be dismissed by a wave from the Princess. Then he leaned close to whisper in her ear...after he was done, her face was pale, and the look in his eyes was full of shock.

"what you're asking me is...", her voice was weak , looking infront of herself. "So be it!", she sighed. "I accept, but only because of the future of my country!"

The dragon cracked a victorious smile and walked back to where he was before. The unicorn stood up...

"Now that we have discussed everything major" , she said on a weak voice. "You leave tomorrow at dawn. Then you will meet the other members of the team. The servants will escort you to your quarters. I hope your evening will be a pleasant one!" With that , she turned around and left the room.

Livanda and Zordun looked shocked at Razzor, curious what he could have said to unnerve the Lady so much so. But he only smiled...