Chapter 7: A New Love
#7 of The Fallen Goddess
The Black Veil of Unconsciousness lifted and slowly Solthas came to life. He tried sitting up, but pain leapt up his arms and legs stabbing his brain with a sharp throb. He sucked in his breath, clenched his teeth, and hoped the pain would go way. The waves slowly ebbed eventually leaving him after what seemed like hours. "What happen to you?" The voice of Aurum, his dragon, echoed in his head. "I thought you had died and that I would soon be joining you." "I was ambushed and went unconscious," Solthas said, feeling a flood of anxiety come from the dragon. "I can't move much at all. Can you find me?" "I can't get out of the room. Even using magic it wouldn't budge." Solthas peered through his opened eyes. Light crept in under a nearby door, illuminating the tiny inn room. In the corner he recognized a familiar but unwelcome face: Blood. He snorted a loud snore in the chair he sat on, shifted position slightly, and then continued his sleep. He was nude except for the small black cloth that barely hid his sex. Solthas noticed the half-full bottle of ale on his muscular thigh, resting precariously in his limp hand. "I'm not alone Aurum. Blood's in here, too. As much as I'd like to kill him, I'm going to try to talk to him." "Now you don't know if he's responsible for this. Don't jump to conclusions." "Blood." Solthas's voice barely emitted a whisper. Pushing all of his strength into his throat, He managed to choke out the word louder. "Blood!" The bottle of ale crashed to the floor with a loud clink, and somersaulted into the far corner. "Shit." Blood noticed Solthas had awoken, and rushed to the bottle then to Solthas's bedside. Solthas braced himself as he saw Blood's hands reaching under him. No pain burned through his body or pounded his brains to mush when he felt his limp body being elevated up. Blood adjusted him to let his head rest on his shoulder; He held the bottle to Solthas's lips. "Drink it and everything will be better," He reassured Solthas like a mother does to her child; Solthas obeyed, drinking the tasteless fluid in a few strained gulps. His muscles relaxed and feeling poured into his hands and skin. The tender warmth of Blood's velvety skin flowed into Solthas's body and he snuggled against the warmth. "Hey, I didn't do that so you could try to get me in bed." Blood said quickly, trying to mask the secret sinful pleasure he felt when Solthas caressed his skin. "Not like you haven't thought about it." Solthas spoke as he felt the strength returning to his enervated muscles. "I've seen your eyes." "First time for everything, I suppose. Have you... been having the same thoughts?" "Maybe." Solthas closed his eyes and rested against the bulging chest muscles. Blood wrapped him in his massive arms and held him closely, knowing how it felt to be weak. The old wooden door creaked, and the High Priest moved as swiftly as death into the room. "Blood, we need to get going. Did you tell him yet?" Blood removed his arms quickly from Solthas who rested his head upon his chest. "Let me talk to him alone, please. He's weak and travel could kill him. Maybe one more --" "I don't care how weak he is!" The High Priest sneered as he made his way back to the door, "Get him up before I kill him." Blood separated himself from Solthas, and stood. His tail gave a flick of disdain before he turned to Solthas. "C'mon, we'll get your stuff." Solthas tired standing, but his legs refused. Until, finally, Blood let him wrap his arm around his shoulders. They staggered to the door, both extremely encumbered by each other's weight. Blood was reaching for the door knob when Solthas slammed him against the wall, their reptilian lips locked. It didn't surprise him when he felt Blood's powerful hands squeezing him closer, kissing more intensely. Blood's half-harden sex already peeked out from behind the dark cloth he wore. Even eclipsed by the large cloth, Solthas could see the impressiveness of his sex and was amazed. The hole alone could fit the first centimeter of Solthas's fore claw easy and the thought of it inside him electrified his own sex. He gave a soft teasing thrust, which made Blood groan in anticipation. Solthas stumbled back weakly because all of his effort had been focused on that one single act, but Blood caught him before he fell and directed him to their new destination: the white lien bed sheets -- soon to be stained by their reptile juices. Blood hoisted him on to the sheets and Solthas slid his body to the very edged of the bed, his tail hanging and his tail hole exposed. Blood purred, touching his large head as he watched his reptilian lover, and he maneuvered into the space between Solthas's legs. He pointed his sex to Solthas's hole and rubbed his head affectionately against it. Finally his head slowly began to crawl inside him, expanding his hole, rubbing each inch of him as he slid. Blood stopped and waited for Solthas to adjust more to his cock, before it continued slithering into its new home. Solthas groaned as he felt his insides being filled with Blood's snaking cock, and Blood grinned when Solthas squeezed uncontrollably. Blood closed his eyes with a long sensuous moan when his rock-size balls met with Solthas's convulsing muscles. He leaned forward, and laced his arms under and around Solthas's body, finally latching on to his shoulders. He longed for someone willing to accept his milk. Now that he'd found Solthas, he wanted to be in him forever. He pulled himself out slowly, before jamming back inside. His cock flesh gripped by Solthas's powerful rear muscles made the sensations that followed all the more pleasing. Solthas threw his head back as he heard the soft rhythm of purrs that floated from deep inside Blood's throat. He thrusted his hips again, the stimulation almost unbearable for his near-virgin cock. Again he thrusted and the pleasure that pulsed up from Blood's member was nearly painful, but the knowledge of his approaching orgasm made it agonizing. He began to hammer faster and faster, excitedly beating out an unsteady rhythm as his hips rammed Solthas's rear. He squeezed Solthas near breathless as his creamy-white cum jetted into his rear. It throbbed between Solthas legs, expanding and contracting his hole at a nearly random rate. Each pulse slower than the last until Blood fell exhaustedly upon Solthas, his sides heaving steadily. His warm moist breath floated over the exposed skin of Solthas's neck, he still groaned occasionally when Solthas clenched his rear around Blood's limp cock. "I've never done another male before," He whispered as his breathing became more regular, "I suppose you still don't have the strength to thrust me?" "No," Solthas said. His own eyes still closed as he replayed the sensations in his mind. "You've been good so far. Why not continue?" Blood smiled as he moved himself upon Solthas. Solthas had white cum on his sack and lower abdomen, and Blood lapped it up, soaking Solthas in his saliva. He positioned himself over the wet and erect member, and pointed it to his virgin hole. He expanded slower than Solthas had. The head was swallowed by his tight hole, followed by his shaft. Blood looked to Solthas for approval when he finally hit his sack, and Solthas nodded for him to begin pleasuring him. The bed creaked and shook with each bounce of Bloods rear. He easily slid over Solthas's member and his grip was tight enough to nearly cut off circulation. It was a perfect fit, and Solthas was pleased to cum for him. The bouncing continued each one more powerful and harder than the last. He was amazing and Solthas began to feel a slight tickle in his sex. Blood continued his bounce and his squeezes alternated. Solthas ripped into Blood's black body, his member launching his cum deep into him, soaking his insides with warmth. Blood sprawled out on his stomach, his arms folded to rest his head on. His eyes glanced at Solthas who was still hard long after, then to the door. He wondered what the High Priest would say or do when he walked out drenched in Solthas's scent. Then, again, he may have already known about it. So many thoughts flooded his mind; he wasn't quite sure what to think. "Solthas?" He nodded, as he positioned one knee up in the air, displaying himself to Blood. "Yeah?" "Could this be more than a one-time thing?" Solthas inhaled the thickly scented air. "Well, we are traveling together now. Aren't we?" "Yes, but," Blood positioned himself over Solthas. "I mean the OTHER thing?" "Mates? For life?" Solthas looked at him incredulously. Males almost never propositioned other males for life. "I guess, well, I don't know much about you to make that decision, so let's--" The smell hit the High priest like a wall when he walked in. "Hmp! I thought you would do this with him." "I'm sorry." Blood said, "I- I couldn't help it." "Don't be sorry." The High Priest said softly, his voice becoming almost compassionate but peppered with a firm tone. "Just hurry up and get ready, Okay?" The door closed with a gentle tap. "Do you think you can travel Solthas?" "I feel better, but not the best." "Take your time." Blood nodded. "I doubt they'll leave without us."
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