Taste of Fire: Blue Fury

Story by Iconoclast the Errant on SoFurry

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#8 of Taste of Fire


Qagan could see her sitting next to the fire. Her life-flame dancing in the breeze as she looked to the stars in pure curiosity. Qagan walked slowly towards her, he felt like he was floating. He couldn't help but smile. Qagan picked Teya up and hugged her tight. She giggled and hugged him back. They looked into each others eyes for several seconds and slowly leaned in to kiss. Their lips locked and they explored each others mouths with their tongues.

Qagans heart was beating in his throat and he could feel himself becoming aroused. Teya's eyes were closed tight as she continued to share herself with him. He lay down with her as their breaths grew heavy with lust. He looked at the beautiful charmander in his arms, he couldn't help but notice her slit showing itself in her lust. Her juices began to flow freely from her heat. Qagan lowered his head to her womanhood and gave a gentle lick. She cringed and moaned with pleasure. Qagan licked his lips and continued to pleasure his precious fire lizard. She bucked her hips slightly every time he made contact with her. She moaned as her breaths grew heavy with building anticipation of her climax. Qagan's tongue slowly entered her folds, digging deeper into her depths and started massaging her walls. She let out a small yelp of pleasure, her muscles clenched around his tongue.

_Teya felt her juices run from her and into Qagan's mouth. Qagan drank them thirstily and small amounts dripped down to his chin. He moved back up to her face. He stroked her cheek lovingly. "Would you be my first?" He asked with sincerity. She could only manage to nod and her face went a deeper red. Qagan moved his 7 inch member to the lips of her vagina. She smiled to him. "I love you." She whispered to him. Qagan smiled and held her close as he thrust into her. _

Qagan's eyes shot open and he sat up. He could feel his body was hot, it was dark and he was breathing heavily. He looked around as his eyes attempted to adjust. He was inside a small human tent. Qagan looked to his member and saw it stood proudly from his sheath. His face burned with embarrassment. "Control your urges, Qagan." He whispered to himself. His penis began to become flaccid and return to normal. He looked around himself and noticed a human sleeping next to him. He tried to stand and only received a nasty pain in his chest. Qagan looked and saw bandages wrapped around him covered in dried blood. His paw clenched his chest. It hurt like hell, like he was on fire.

He cursed himself as he attempted to stand again. This time he succeeded. He tried to remember how he was injured but his memory refused to cooperate. He slowly made his way outside of the small tent and saw Teya sleeping on the ground just to the right of the entrance. Qagan smiled at the sight. She slept with her stomach to the ground and her head rested on her arms. Her tail waved slowly as her life-flame danced in the breeze. She was dreaming a good dream. Qagan sat next to her and recalled his own dream.

Why were his feelings for this Charmander so strong compared to the other females he had known? Qagan couldn't figure this question. Even females of his own kind never played on his thoughts so much as to be in his dreams. He wanted her. Teya shivered for a brief second. "Must be cold." Qagan thought to himself. He placed his paw on her back and shook her lightly. She groaned and curled herself up slightly. Qagan chuckled and shook her again. She turned her head.

"It's still dark." She complained. She opened her eyes and saw Qagan sitting next to her with a smile. She quickly stood up and wrapped her arms around him. Tears were streaming down her face. "Qagan." She whispered into his ear. "I was so worried." Qagan smiled and held her close to him.

"Thank you." He replied to her. She held on to him for a long time before looking into his eyes. They were blue again and instead of piercing her they seemed to be embracing her, looking unto her with kindness and not suspicion. He had changed since they met a couple nights ago.

They released each other and Teya sat next to him and rested her head on his side. She felt so comfy next to him. His fur felt so good against her cheek. Qagan looked to her and saw the smile on her face. "How long was I out?" He asked.

"Just under a day." She replied. "Lindsey said you could've died. I'm surprised you woke so early." Qagan let out a long sigh. "I have a question for you Qagan." She said.

"Shoot." He replied.

"When you saved me... and Lindsey. You're eyes were crimson, not blue. Why was that?" Qagan's memory kicked in and he remembered what had happened the night before. He did fight in her defense. He had killed humans, and spared the one that was in the tent.

Qagan had made up his mind in that moment to sacrifice himself for Teya. He gently grabbed her chin and turned her head to look at the scratch on her cheek. It was scabbed over but looked like it was getting infected. Her emerald eyes seemed to probe him for an answer, and she would receive it. He placed his paw over the scratch and looked her in the eye, she gasped in pain. "My rage was burning." He said simply. Teya felt a strange sensation envelope her cheek. "It's a curse, or a gift I've lived with for a long time. I have learned to control myself with years of training. It's always been difficult to live with it." A bright light beamed from his paw as it lay on her wound. She made no attempt to pull away, she trusted him.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

Qagan pulled his paw from her warm cheek and returned to his normal sitting posture. Teya felt her cheek with her claw. The scratch was no longer there. She smiled , but at the same time wondered how he did it. She once again rested her head on Qagan and grabbed his paw with care. Qagan smiled and gripped her claw.

"Those of us who bother to learn the use of aura also present a great risk to ourselves. If something affects one greatly while still learning to use aura, it can create complications." Qagan was still trying to figure out how much he should tell her. He did not want to go disturbing old graves. "When I was young... I had been through many terrible things. These things caused my aura to be bound with my anger. I still don't understand my condition fully, but when I become enraged my aura becomes far more powerful than normal." That was as far as he was willing to go. Qagan's memory was running rampant in his childhood. He quelled it. He looked off into the dark forest and put his arm around Teya, bringing her closer.

Teya didn't quite know what he meant still, but she knew this was a tender subject. She simply sat in silence as Qagan shared his heat with her. She wished he could share more of his childhood with her but it seemed to bring him to pain every time he dwelled on it. She sighed and grabbed Qagan by the scuff of his neck and dragged his lips to hers. They kissed for a few seconds before Qagan regained his bearings. He returned her forwardness by slipping his flat tongue into her mouth. Teya didn't fight it, but simply let her tongue dance with his. They kissed for several seconds before they released with stings of saliva still connecting them. They stared to each other with lust burning in their eyes, but they both denied their feelings thinking that the other would be offended by advances. Qagan regained his composure first and smiled wide.

Teya regained herself. "I want to know you're story one day." She said shakily.

Qagan nodded. "But first I think we should rest." Qagan lay down with Teya and brought her closer to him. as she lay next to him. Qagan looked up to the stars as she cuddled next to him and closed her eyes. "I did find something out tonight." She thought to herself as she began to slip from consciousness. "He wants me."

As Lindsey woke slowly from her slumber and stretched herself out in the tent. She opened her eyes and looked around the tent. No Qagan. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She stood up and made her way out of the tent. She was nearly blinded by the sunlight from the east. "Mornings..." She whispered to herself as she covered her eyes. She looked to her right and saw the two Pokémon sleeping with each other. Teya was hugging Qagan as she slept and he held her close with his right arm. Lindsey giggled to herself at the sight. Seemed that these two were in love. She looked back at the tent and sighed. "Better pack this shit up." She thought to herself with a sigh.

Qagan woke to the noise being produced by the human. He turned his head to observe the actions and noticed she was rolling up her shelter which now lay flat. He carefully removed his arm from Teya so she could continue to sleep. He stood slowly and walked to the human. She looked to him as she finished rolling it up and stuffed it into her pack. She stood up as Qagan approached her. Truth be told, she was scared out of her mind. She looked him in the eyes. Now, curiously, they were blue. Qagan stopped directly in front of her and held out his right paw. Lindsey couldn't believe what she was seeing. A strictly anti-human Pokémon offering a formal human greeting.

Lindsey reached for his paw and gripped it tightly. She was stunned as his grip proved to be firm and steady.

"Thank you." He stated. He released her hand but continued to stare. "I am well within you're debt... Miss?" He was asking for her name.

"Hahrin." She replied quickly. "Retired Captain Lindsey Hahrin." She stated formally. "I am well aware of your name though, Qagan."

Qagan frowned deeply as he looked at her uniform. "Though not all of it, but I guess I expect too much from the Assembly's special forces." He replied nonchalantly. Lindsey was shocked that he knew her squad colors.

"You know much." She laughed.

"As do you." He replied. He gestured toward his bandages. "Not bad for field work." He said. "But I'm mostly thanking you for her." He looked back to the slumbering Charmander.

Lindsey smiled as she threw the pack over her shoulder. "Listen." Qagan said quickly. "You gave up everything to help her. I know you had no reason to help me and I won't question your choices. I want you to know that you are most appreciated. I owe you my life, and hers." Qagan bowed to her. Lindsey just shrugged and nudged his chin up to look her in the eyes.

"I made those choices to protect her from evil intentions. I saved you for her, Qagan. I'm not sure I would have done it without her begging me to. My path has taken an unexpected turn, but this turn is the one I chose. She loves you Qagan, and from what I can tell you love her too." She turned west and began to leave but stopped after a few steps.

Qagan watched her turn to him. "I might be back one day, but right now I have some things to take care of." Qagan nodded in understanding.

"Do you have a radio on you?" He asked. Lindsey raised an eyebrow at this question. She took it from her pack and threw it to him. "I don't think I'll be needing it. Just stay off channel 3. They will track you." She said with a wave and turned back to the west walking to her future. Qagan looked to the small radio he held in his paw and turned it on.

He changed the channel and pressed the large button on the side. "Catalyst. This is Blue Fury." He waited patiently for several seconds.

"Pssht." It hissed in response. "Blue? Where'n the hell have you been man?" A deep voice asked. "Taking care of the plague." Qagan replied. Several more seconds passed.

"Ah. What you be needin' brother?" Catalyst queried.

"What news do you have about the Char in the crater?" Qagan looked back to the Charmander, still sleeping.

"All we heard these last couple days is notin'. No Char in or out. No news since last week."

Qagan sighed. "Fuck me." He cursed to himself. "Alright!" Qagan said into the radio. "I'm going to go check on them."

The radio let through a little static. "Okay then. Boss says he'll be there soon too. Reckon he's on his way." Qagan knew that he didn't go anywhere unless something very bad happened. Qagan shook his head and dropped the radio. They had to get there soon, or they might not be able to be helped. Qagan looked to Teya.

"This could get ugly." He whispered to himself.