Chronicles of a Half-Dragon: Chapter 3: The Subtleties of Psionics
Chronicles of a Half Dragon: Chapter 3: The Subtleties of Psionics
I felt the rush of the updraft catch me, my wings lifting me higher up into the clouds. A long while ago I had came out of the field of wheat and had entered into the mountain range that surrounded my new families' home. Around these areas the winds were strong, but so were my wings. It felt I had been flying for hours when once again, I heard a faint laughing hiss, only this time speech followed, "Welcome, my new son." A deep voice said.
Twisting over, I inverted and tried to catch a glimpse of what had made the noise. Most of the body was obscured by glares from the sun, but I was able to make out another set of leathery wings, at least triple the size of mine. A long serpentine neck stretched out, but the head was in the suns' light and I was unable to see who or what it was, although I could clearly tell it was another dragon. Just then, white light flooded through my visions and then nothing.
I woke once again. Yawning, I stretched out and opening my eyes; I saw that I was still in my new room in the middle of the mountain range, my beautiful wife beside me, already awake. Oh, thank you God. I silently prayed.
"Good morning, Arix." Viris said, kissing me.
"Good morning, Viris " I replied, returning the kiss with even more vigor. We let our jaws lock, and our tongues play around. We took turns invading each other's mouth, letting our tongues wrap around each other. Viris grabbed around my mid section, and pulled me close to her. I knew what she wanted now and was more than ready to give it to her. But let's make this last a bit longer. I thought.
I moved my hands around Viris's tight ass and gave her a squeeze. She retracted her tongue, and broke the kiss. Moving her hands up my back, she brought herself up to my chest and propped herself up, letting me gaze upon her silvery scaled body. I still could hardly believe that we were actually together, but I had little more time to think, for I found myself rising to meet her. Smiling, Viris moved her chest to my face.
"Have your fill." She whispered into my ear, and instantly I was clinging to her, sucking like a hatchling. She laughed softly as I drank; her milk flowed into my muzzle. Licking and sucking hungrily, I let my tongue play with her tit, tickling her. Viris moaned.
"Oh, that feels so good." And it tastes even better, I thought as I continued to drink. Soon another idea came to me; abruptly, I stopped. She tilted her head in confusion.
"I've got a craving for something a little...lower." Giggling, she bent over backwards, laying herself back onto the bed, and giving me complete access to her clit. I let a claw slowly make its way up her leg, teasing her further, and making her shudder with anticipation. Reaching the entrance to her clit, I ran a finger on the outer walls, and then stuck one inside, making her gasp and moan with pleasure. Slowly, I lowered my head down close, taking in her smell.
I let my tongue make its way towards her. It touched her walls, and she shivered. Deciding to stop playing around I thrust it inside. Viris moaned as my tongue snaked around inside of her, tasting her, and tickling her. I burrowed into her, my muzzle nearly entering her clit as well. Her juices began to flow, and I eagerly lapped them up. This was the first time I had ever eaten pussy, and I was loved every moment of it.
"Don't stop." Viris begged. I could tell that she was close to climax. Coiling my tongue back, I thrust it in as far as it would go, it stretched far, but in the end hit a solid wall of dragoness flesh. Viris screamed in pleasure, clearly I was hitting something good. I ticked that spot, and soon Viris started gasping, and before I could react, she hit orgasm.
Her juices blasted into my mouth, and I eagerly drank them down. Viris thrummed in the afterglow of pleasure. Bringing my wet face up, she now had a devilish smile on her face.
"Now for my breakfast, she said, and pushed me onto my back. My dragonhood was already rock hard, and eagerly awaiting her. Viris kissed me on my chest, and worked her way down to my cock. Her tongue snaked around the shaft, teasingly; sending shivers throughout my entire body. Soon she lowered her muzzle over my quivering dragonhood and began to work it over.
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Viris moved her head down the shaft and then back up slowly, savoring the moment, and letting me get every moment of pleasure possible. I groaned in utter ecstasy. My dragoness wife hungrily bobbed her head up and down, sucking and slurping.
"Keep going." I whispered, now starting to lightly thrust into her mouth. "Breakfast is almost ready." Viris obliged, now licking over the head of my cock, tickling it, and bringing on a new wave of pleasure. Soon I felt the familiar pressure start to build up. She sensed it too. Sliding her muzzle back up to the head took me over the edge and I shot my seed into her waiting mouth. She almost choked at first, but soon she was swallowing down every last drop.
"Tasty?" She released her muzzle.
"Yes, my complements to the chef." We both laughed. By an unspoken consent, we got up and threw on some light robes. Together we walked out into the main chamber. On our way, I thought about my dream. It seemed odd that I had it again, especially since I had already confirmed that Kayla had been the one in my dreams as a human. Yet this voice was clearly from a male. I put the thoughts on hold as I neared the entrance to the chamber.
I could hear idle chatter coming from there. I guessed that some of the family must be up and having some breakfast. I entered and saw Kayla, Viris and Aran sitting on one of the couches, chatting about something.
"Morning." I called as I walked in. They turned.
"Good morning." Aran greeted.
"Would you like some breakfast?" Kayla asked us. We both looked at each other for a moment, trying not to laugh. I nodded.
"Sure."
"It should be out soon, what would you like to drink?"
"Green tea if you have any." Kayla nodded and stepped into the kitchen. Aran turned his attention to me.
"Now that you can control your wings, I should probably teach you the basics of flying."
"Yeah, I'd like that." If flying was anything like it seemed to be in my dreams, it would be the one of the most incredible feelings one could have. I had flown in jets many times as a human, and had played a few simulator games. It shouldn't be that hard. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Viris staring at me. Obviously she had something on her mind.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked.
"I was just wondering which of us would teach you about our culture and heritage." That was unexpected. "Mother has told us about what you already know. Now the question is who is to teach you."
"Well, perhaps you should be his tutor, Viris. It appears that you would like to." Aran commented.
"Sure, I have no problems with it." I added. Viris grinned, clearly pleased. I heard a door open and Kayla stepped back into the room.
"Breakfast is ready." We all rose and went to the table. Slowly, the rest of the family joined us. When all of them had gathered we sat down to a hearty breakfast. Toast and jam, eggs, bacon, and sausage were served, as well as my goblet of steaming green tea. After passing around each dish, we dug in.
It had been years since I had eaten a breakfast that was even worth mentioning, definitely an improvement over the pathetic excuse for food that I was used to eating at home and at school. I gulped down a mouthful of tea, and then noticed that Nym was staring right at me.
"If you are not doing anything after breakfast Arix, I would like to see exactly what psionic abilities you posses."
"Uh, sure." I had no idea what exactly I could do either.
"Good. Go ahead and finish eating, then follow me." Hurrying, I popped the last half of a sausage link into my mouth and downed the last of my green tea. Both Nym and I rose and after thanking Kayla for breakfast, left the main chamber. Nym led me down a hallway that I had not been down yet. Before long we came to a door.
"This is my personal meditation chamber. It seems an appropriate place to start your training." He opened the door and stepped inside. The room was bathed in the glow of torchlight, one torch in each corner of the room. One thing that I immediately noticed was that there were no windows, and the scent of incense was thick in the air. A small table was in the center of the room, with two chairs. Nym bade me to sit, I did."Today we will start with the fundamentals." Nym started. "Psionics in its' most basic form is telekinesis. Do you know what that is?"
"It's the ability to control objects with your mind, right?"
"Partially. You can move objects and manipulate some objects; however you can't fully control them." It seemed not that much of a difference, but I remembered that subtleties like this were the most critical things to remember. "Let's see what you can do." Nym said and pulled out a small pebble and set it on the table. "Your first lesson will be to move this stone with psionic power." I gave him a confused look.
"Uh, how exactly am I supposed to do this?" Although I knew of psionics, I had no idea on how to actually use it.
"First close your eyes." I obeyed.
"Now, before you are able to move anything, you must be able to control your own power."
"Ok, how do I do that?"
"Focus, just breath normally. You should feel something." I actually did feel something; it was very difficult to describe exactly what it felt like. Surprisingly, I could feel two sources, one in my chest, and the other in my head.
"I feel it."
"Good, what you feel is your conscious energy. Now, harness it and will it to move to your fingers." That proved to be simple. It took a bit of time, but I managed it. "Now this is the hard part. To move the stone, you must reach out with your energy that is under your control and move it as if it were an extension of your own body."
I opened my eyes, took a deep breath and using every ounce of willpower that I could muster, projected. I tried to force the energy out of my hand and send it into the pebble. It proved to be a lot more difficult than I expected. It was hard to extend any energy across any distance. No matter how much I focused in on the pebble, or how hard I tried to force my energy, I couldn't budge it.
I started to get frustrated, 'How can such a simple thing be so hard to do?' I kept at it for another minute, but focusing with so much intensity was beginning to wear me down. I felt my energy slowly decrease, and eventually I had to stop. Nym wore a small grin.
"Harder than it looks, isn't it?" he asked a bit sarcastically. I took it in good humor, even giving a small chuckle.
"Yeah."
"Try it again, only this time, don't try to force the stone to move. Will it to." I sighed, and took another deep breath. Concentrating what little energy I had left, I focused once more on the pebble. I wondered what exactly Nym had meant when he said 'will the stone to move'. Dose he mean think "move"...then it happened.
At the thought "move", the pebble twitched. It was a very small movement and at first I wondered if it was just my mind playing tricks on me. I blinked in shock, had I actually done it? Nym nodded.
"Good, I'm impressed you managed to do it so quickly." He took the pebble back, "The trick is to not try to force anything to happen; but to will it to. It's a subtle, but critical difference."
"It only twitched though."
"Even that is good for someone who has never tried before." Nym said. I had to agree.
"This should be enough for today. We will train like this at least once a day, every other day. And you will need to practice in your spare time to hone your skill." He handed me the pebble.
"Here, keep this with you. Try this exercise later, with time, you'll find that it gets easier with time." I nodded and put it inside of the robes' pockets. Nym rose and so did I, only I felt my strength very much depleted, and I felt dizzy as I stood. Nym put a supporting hand on my shoulder.
"Psionics quickly drains your energy, so be careful when using it. But like I said, with time, it gets less stressful and you'll be able to do more."
"That's good to know." I said, still weak, but at least the dizzy spell had passed by then. We walked out of the meditation room, and headed back towards the main chamber, Nym leading me most of the way. As we entered, I saw Aran was sitting on one of the couches; he looked like he was waiting for me.
"How was your first lesson, Arix?"
"It left me drained." I said as I near collapsed into a chair, "I had no idea how much energy it takes out of you."
"I'm not surprised; the first time is usually the most challenging. Especially considering that only now you are now able to use psionics." At least it won't be this challenging in the future.
"Do you still wish to try flying?" Aran asked. I had forgotten about that.
"Yes, but I was hoping to wait a little while."
"Of course, there is no need to rush." He paused for a moment. "Maybe this would be a good time for Viris to start your instruction into our clan's history." At this, Viris entered into the room. I could tell that she had been listening in.
"I would love to hear it." I told her. It seemed a good way to wait for my body to reenergize. Viris walked to me and sat down with the rest of us. A wide grin was on her face; she was really looking forward to this.
"Alright, where should we begin?" She thought for a moment, "Our clan started out around two millennia ago. Back at that time, we were living around the Alps." This was already interesting. Most human families could trace their origins back to around the medieval ages, but to go back as far as 2000 years; that was impressive.
"We started this clan in an unusual way, at least by our standards." She paused.
"How so?" I asked.
"Well, you see, clans are usually started when younger dragons find a mate and agree to marry." She then turned serious. "Our clan was formed out of necessity." She drew in a calming breath.
"There were two founders of our clan. Their names were Gashal and Vyncriso. They loved each other, and wanted to marry. But there are formalities that we uphold; one of those is to ask our clan seniors for permission." I nodded. It seemed natural to ask for your parents' blessing before you got married.
"Unfortunately, the seniors of both clans were killed before they could ask. They died fighting against a flight of reds." In many of the books I had read, silver dragons fought against them. Red dragons were the exact opposite if a silver. Evil, vain, greedy and utterly lacking of any sort of compassion. "The battle was won, but their wounds were too great to mend in time."
"What happened next?"
"Because they were the oldest of their own clans after the seniors were killed, they became the unofficial leaders of their clans. However, their individual clans were small, and most of their members were juveniles, far too weak to live on their own. So they decided to do something unorthodox, they sought out His Resplendence and after an emotional appeal, got his approval for them to marry and form a single clan."
"Wait, when you say His Resplendence, do you mean..."
"Oh, no; he was not King of Justice at that time. However, he was on the council."
"Council?" I asked. I still have so much to learn.
"The council is all of the seniors from largest of the gold clans. They gather in times of trouble and discuss what action all dragons should take. His Resplendence is the head of the council and approves any action that should be taken."
"How many are on this council?"
"Nine members not including His Resplendence, the complete council is ten members. But let's get back to the original topic." I nodded, thinking myself foolish for distracting her.
"Both of the clans unified into one, and even though all but Gashal and Vyncriso were too small to fend for themselves, they prospered." This almost sounded like something that I might read in one of my fantasy books.
"Our success was because if our close knit family." Nym added. "Viris, if you don't mind, I'd like to say a few things." She nodded.
"I remember those days, when I was a mere hatchling, barely out of my egg." That surprised me. I never thought Nym was around back that far, but then again, dragon lifetimes were immense.
"I remember my older brothers and sisters care for and teach me. We all grew very close together and bonded more closely than that of most other families. Even though my mother was one of the seniors killed in that battle, my eldest sister was Vyncriso. She served well in her stead." He sighed, "They saved us all from splitting up between our far distant cousins spread around the world."
"It must've been difficult growing up like that." I said. Nym nodded.
"Indeed it was. We all had to work hard and continually had to rely on each other, not just your own abilities." He drew a long breath. "I now carry on that tradition with this family." I cocked an eyefrill.
"We found that looking out for one another as well as honing our own skills made us stronger as a team and did not weaken us when faced alone. This had made us stronger than many of the other clans. We prospered, even though some thought that our clan would fall apart." I knew only too well about pessimists like that, whose only pleasure came from the misfortune of others.
"I think that that's enough for now." Nym said, "There is still much more to talk about, but I wanted to let you know about our clan's beginnings today."
"Yes, you've given me a lot to think about." I replied. Aran then rose."Arix, are you feeling any stronger?" He asked. I did feel somewhat better. The mental fatigue was still there, but not as strong as it was when we had first started talking.
"Still a bit tired, but I'm feeling better." His smile returned.
"After lunch, do you want to try flying?"
"Sure." I answered without a moment's hesitation. I could tell that by the end of the day, I would be worn out. I rose to my feet.
"If you don't mind, I think that I need some time to myself." All of them gave a quick nod and I started for my room. I needed some time to think. The psionics and the history lesson had left me with much to ponder over. I walked down the art filled hallway, still trying to process all I had just learned.
Gazing at the pictures, I saw a stone picture of many small dragons and two large ones, all of them looking at a massive dragon that had the shape of gold, and he looked as if he was giving a nod. This must be Gashal and Vyncriso when they formed the clan. The first of many parts of history had been explained; I only hoped that it would stay just as interesting. When I reached my room, I did as I typically did when I was a human. Dropping onto the bed, I reached over and grabbed my iPod. I liked to listen to music while I thought, and I usually listened to a song that best described the mood I was in. I switched it to Tristania's 'A Sequel of Decay'.
I thought of all that had been given to me; a new body, new wife, and more power, both physical and mental, than I had ever dreamed capable of ever achieving. I was still in awe of it all, and soon I would be learning how to fly. Thinking of this, combined with the uplifting tune made me feel tranquil, like nothing at that moment could cause me any trouble. Just then the door opened, it was Viris.
"Hey." I called out, turning off the iPod. She came to me and gave me another kiss.
"There are some things that need to be discussed." She said. I wondered what she meant.
"First, our honeymoon; where would you like to go?" I blinked in surprise. That was one of the last things on my mind. Thinking for a moment, I got an idea.
"Have you ever been to Germany?" Viris shook her head. "It's one of the world's most beautiful places. Snowcapped mountains, quiet little towns, and some of the best food and drink on that side of the planet." She grinned, clearly liking the sound of it.
"You know, now that you mention it, we have friends in Munich that run a bakery. I'm sure they'd be glad that we dropped by." She added. I snapped my claws.
"And if I remember correctly, Oktoberfest should be starting in about a week or two." I added. "Perhaps we could there as well." Viris thought for a moment.
"That would be fun."
"So it's set then?" I asked. She nodded.
"And what was the other thing you wanted to discuss?" She laughed, and pulled me in closer. "Let's make love again." I grinned, even though I still hadn't recovered all of my energy, there was no way I'd ever say no to sex! I made a move to take off my robe, but Viris put a clawed hand on my shoulder.
"Allow me." She whispered, and almost immediately, I felt it start to lift off me. The robe came off easily, leaving my Half-Dragon body fully naked and ready for whatever she still had planned. Turning my head I saw that she had done the same to herself.
"I got a few ideas when you were training." She told me, her face sporting an evil grin.
"Oh, I like the sound of this. Do whatever you want, I am yours." With that I laid back on the bed. Viris put her hands together, and soon began to glow. She placed one over my chest and another over my crotch.
I could feel power imitating from her, rejuvenating and reviving power. All of the fatigue from the psionic lesson vanished, and in it's place, burning desire. I held it in check as best as I could, waiting for Viris to finish her work. Looking down at my crotch, I gasped. My dragonhood was growing!
After the transformation from human to Half-Dragon, I thought I had a good-sized penis, but now it was growing even larger. 10, 11...it kept on expanding until I thought it to be at least 14 inches with at 2-inch girth! I looked at Viris in utter amazement. She now moved a hand to her clit, and although I couldn't see exactly what was happening, I knew that she must have been making room to accept such a large piece of dragon meat.
"The effect only lasts for a short period of time, but that's all we need." She explained, and stood up. Slowly she positioned herself over my massive cock and squatted down, her entrance just barley touching the head of my cock.
"I can't wait any longer!" I nearly cried out. "Make me yours!" She gave a little purr and sat down, taking about half of my haft into herself." Both of us roared in sudden pleasure. Gripping the sides of the bed, I let her slide back up. Swiftly she sat down again, this time going even farther. Gasping with pleasure she rose up again, but this time so did I.
Involuntarily, I was moved up onto my knees. Viris was down on all fours, with my dragonhood still inside her. I hadn't expected her to want this just yet, but I was more than willing to provide. Thrusting my hips forward, I heard her cry out in pleasure.
"Oh! Arix!" Viris cried as I bucked my hips, shoving almost all of my cock into her. "Don't stop!" Even if I had wanted to, I couldn't. Passion had overridden every other rational thought. I kept on thrusting, burying my cock into her, until my balls pressed against her opening. Both of us roared in pleasure.
"Viris!" I shouted, making a particularly hard thrust into her. She half screamed, half roared in response.
"Arix!" She was now arching her back, trying to easily allow my monstrous member inside of her. Thrusting again, I found that the tactic worked. Easily I slipped into her, feeling the tight, confined corridors of her womb. I tried to pull back again, but found now that my member was stuck. Viris and tightened the walls of her clit around my cock, and now I was being bombarded by wave after wave of stimulation.
Both of us were gasping. My senses were beginning to overload from the sheer bliss that I was in. My eyes began to roll back into my head, but I shook it, regaining focus once more. Slowly, I felt her walls ease their grip on my cock. Slowly I retracted, letting her feel every last inch of it slide back, but not completely out.
With as much speed as I could manage, I thrusted back into her, making us both roar. By now, I could feel an orgasm start to build, and I wanted to make damn sure that this was the best one yet to hit us both. Increasing speed, I pumped into her; harder and faster, making her start to cry out even louder. I felt her walls begin to vibrate, and I knew she was close.
With one last, massive thrust I drove into Viris, my seed blasting into her depths, and her juices rocketing through her own passage. Both of us let out a roar that made the glass on my windows rattle, and the entire room seemed to shake with excess power. Gasping for breath, we held our position, letting the afterglow continue to pleasure us both.
"That...was....awesome." I weakly said, pulling out of her carefully. Slowly she turned back around, utterly exhausted.
"Yes...that...was." She answered and collapsed into me. I had no strength left; together we fell back against the bed, still trying to catch our breath.
"I had no idea...psionics could do that." I said. Viris managed a weak laugh.
"And that was just basic manipulation." With that, her head hit my chest, taking the last of my energy, and sending us both back to sleep.