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George touched his belly with trembling hands, blood running slowly over his hip. In his belly stuck an arrow, and he fell to his knees spitting blood. His lungs ached as he quickly and abruptly breathed in the cool air. The pain, the tears, both running down his face, veiled his view. Only dimly did he realize ther was a person stood in front of him. In his panic, he glanced from Kasumi to Nakhir. The emerald dragon was nowhere to be seen, but just a few meters, he discovered the grey dragon Nakhir. Frozen to his core, he crawled as best he could to the dragon. To his horror, he realized that the dragon wasn't breathing.

He was dead.

When George realized this, tears immediately exploaded from his eyes, trailing in rivulets down his cheeks. Ignoring all the pain in his belly, hugging the lifeless dragon to his bosom, the entire world streaking downward because of his tears.

"Why?" He sobbed softly to nobody. After a little time, George heard the singing of a sword being pulled from his scabbard. He turned around slowly, his chin bloodied, to see a large man standing behind him. Once more was his gaze clear, bringing the newcomer into focus, and George stared directly into his eyes. The man was young and strong, had a full, braided beard and a large scar that went over his left eye. This man grinned mockingly, tilting his head.

"You supported the wrong race!" Said the man in a derogatory tone as he walked over to George, raising the sword high. George began to tremble in his fright. As quickly as a bolt fired from a crossbow, the sword rushed to George's neck. He felt only shortly how the cold metal touched his flesh.

George's eyes fluttered open and he sat up with a jerk. Drenched in sweat, his head gave a dull ache. He slowly stroked his hand over his belly to check if there was a wound. It was night. The cool wind blew through the leafy trees, and somewhere in the distance hooted an owl. The grey dragon lay on his right flank and breathed peacfully. Kasumi snuggled against Nakhir's warm belly. George could see a slight smile over her face. Her paw and maw were still dirty from the previous day's activities. He listened a little more to the steady breathing of the two dragons, then nestled against Nakhir's neck to sleep again.

George woke up the bext morning first, he stretched tiredly, his limbs heavy. The man washed himself in the nearby river. When he rached the sleeping place the two dragons were also on their feet. Nakhir looked at him happily, and the human looked back, hugging his dragon gently. Kasumi joined and licked at George's cheek.

"You were quite restless tonight." She said been worried about him.

"I just had a nightmare."

"Was it very bad?" persisted the dragon.

"I... I dont want to talk about that."

Nakhir stepped closer to him and said softly: "Are you sure? You will feel better if you talk about it."

George thought for a moment about whether or not he should tell him about his dream.

"It..." He lowered his gaze to the floor and continued, "it will be fine." He spoke quietly as he hugged the dragon lovingly. Kasumi poked his arm with her muzzle.

"I know something that would take your mind off things," said the female dragon with a grin as she wagged her tail.

"Oh... but sadly without me. I must fly ahead and scout out our next sleeping place," said Nakhir. Kasumi smiled and licked the neck of the grey dragon. He hummed, satisfied.

"I will be back soon," said he and rose with strong wing beats to lift him into the air. Kasumi looked after him for a while before turning her head to George.

"Shall we?" She said softly and laid down on her left flank, then she slowly raised her tail as if she wanted something. George smiled and stroked over Kasumi's cheek, her neck and down to her hips. Stopping at her nice round rear he leaned down and kissed her cheeks softly. Slowly making his way down to her nether region, George could hear a soft moan from her and smiled. He sent his tongue out of his mouth to lick over her lower lips. The smell was wonderful, so he continued to lap at Kasumi's mounds. The green dragon moaned softly from this attention to her private area and shuddered a bit.

"Oooh, George..." was her soft response as she licked her lips. George ignored that and pressed his tongue a bit into her to 'eat her out'. His tongue brushed over the insides of her canal as far as he could reach, licking every part of her inner walls, including the so called G-Spot several times. How he could tell he had hit the right spot was that Kasumi was moaning louder each time he touched it. Kasumi moved a bit, laying on her back to presents her folds directly to her human friend so he was kneeling between her legs to lick her. With Kasumi being a bit taller than a horse George had it fairly easy. But also he felt a tingle in his pants and they grew tighter as he continued, but ignored this at first, because he wanted to serve his dragon friend. He now brought his hand into play, with two fingers he brushed over the sensitive clitoris of the dragon, who gace a high pitched moan at the sudden touch to her clit. With this moan, George lapped a bit faster at her folds, making Kasumi squirm happily in pleasure. With the free hand, George opened his pants to let free his 7 inches of cock. Once it was free and in the air, he let out a soft sigh of relaxation and continued to serve Kasumi with his hand and tongue. His fingers were now acting as a penis for the dragoness. Kasumi's moans soon filling the area, which encouraged George to go faster and pump her with his fingers, in and out and in steady rythm. His tongue soon got tired so he gave it a rest, working on her with both hands, one fingering her and the other playing with her clit.

Kasumi felt like she was in heaven, being served so well by her lover's hands, she almost screamed, wanting to roar it out to the world; but she behaved for now, even though she felt so close to her edge. Her chest was heaving, and she grew hot, clenching her muscle around George's hands.

"Oh... I ... I am close..." she warned. She couldn't last much longer, and she roared out loud. George could feel a fluid squirting over his hands and he smiled wide. "Oooh... good girl," he said happily. After she finally calmed, George sat down.

Kasumi saw him sitting down and took the hint to move over to him, beginning to lick his cock happily. She could hear him sighing and moaning softly. Her tongue worked over every inch of his lenght, his tip and even his balls. She soon took it into her mouth and began to suckle on him. The soft noise she made was funny to George, but only served to make both of them hornier. Soon after, grunts, moans and the sounds of suckling could be heard. Before too long, George came himself, shooting his cum into the awaiting muzzle of the dragoness. He smiled after he calmed down, because Kasumi continued licking his girth to make it hard and clean once more.

"Turn around, Kasumi" he requested, which made the green dragon smile, and she slowly turned around lifting her tail, presenting her rear and the swollen lips of her sex. She let herself down so George could aim up easily to her sex and slowly pushed himself into her. Kasumi moaned out as he moved into her tight, wet, wanting sex. He withdrew and pushed back in, keeping a slow pace at first. The feeling of being filled made Kasumi shiver in excitement and purr. Her hips moved back and forth to help him thrust even deeper into her sex. The emerald dragon had the sensation of her lover's staff growing harder. George started to move faster, building momentum, the sound of slapping emitting from from their flesh, he felt himself begin to heat up in his loins. Now both were heated, having a warm surrounding wich was filled with the semll of sex, love, heat and sweat.

They continued for approximately fifteen minutes, both participants roaring and moaning loudly. They both came simultaneously the second time. George shot his cum into her pussy even as she covered his groin in her juices.

"Kasumi, you made me messy..." he joked a bit, smiling to let her know that he was merely jesting. The green dragon licked his cheek to let him know she understood.

A sudden roar from afar startled the two lovers. A short time later they saw Nakhir come flying quickly in their direction, roaring and shouting.

"QUICKLY! FLY AWAY!"

A little further behind him, George jumped on Kasumi's back and the dragon pushed off the ground, taking flight, rejoining with Nakhir after a few moments.

"What happened? Where did these men come from?" asked the emerald dragoness, fearful for their lives.

Nakhir calmed his breathing and replied:"I was simply searching for a suitable place to sleep, but when I landed, I was attacked by these men. Luckily there was enough time to fly away but the soldiers followed me. I flew as fast as I could to warn you."

Kasumi turned her head to look rearward at their pursuers. The men had stopped their horses, realizing they were unable to catch the dragons, and looked wildly enraged as they discussed the dragon menace.

"That was close," said the green dragon.

George was restless on her back. "Have my nightmares become my reality?" he asked himself.

The day sky was overcast and beginning to leak water from the low-hanging clouds. George saw a few small villages on the horizon got an idea. He thought for a moment before exclaiming excitedly: "Hey Nakhir! I want you to stay in this area, the Earl of this country was a good friend of our village, perhaps he could help us."

Nakhir and Kasumi looked at him with skeptical expressions on their respective faces.

"Are you sure?" they asked tentatively, "it would be very dangerous for you to tell of our relationship to such a person of import," said the grey dragon.

Kasumi thought for a moment and proclaimed determinedly,

"I think he should try it, I do not think that the hatred toward us is so much that a friend would betray another friend just to kill a dragon."

"Well..." said Nakhir hesitantly, "I suppose we shall have to try it. However, first we need to eat and sleep. Such a momentous meeting must planned out."

The two dragons landed in a clearing after a long flight, which was well protected by trees, near the villages George had seen previously. George climbed tiredly off Kasumi's back and streched his stiff limbs.

"Sleep well," said Nakhir softly before licking his human lover's lips. "Tomorrow is to be a great day and I am sure that you will do the right thing."

George looked in his bright yellow eyes and smiled weakly. "We WILL be free."

The next morning, George had awoken early, full of energy and excited to finally tell someone about his relatinship with Nkhir and Kasumi. He kissed the two dragons on the cheek and made his way the city where the Earl resided. His path led him through the city called Ellinav. It was a sprawling, magnificent city, the houses built of solid stone and elaboratly decorated with many ornaments. At the highest level of the town was the palace of the Earl. The palace was surrounded by a garden with exotic plants the like of which George had never seen before. After a piece he stood in front of the grand entry. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a moment, and entered. George was now in the main hall that led to the throne room. He walked on a red carpet between columns and finally reached the Earl's throne room.

The Earl was a large, muscular man with brown hair combed back obliquely and a neatly trimmed beard which was short, but full. He wore a black silk vest which was woven with golden fibers. Under the vest he wore a wine red jerkin. His pants were white and was held up by a brown leather belt. As the Earl saw George he grinned broadly and opened his arms wide.

"George! What brings you here? I haven't seen you in ages. How are you and the other villagers from Tronjis?"

The Earl knew George and the other villagers very well, because he had a second home in Tronjis for when he wanted to be alone. George hesitated before responing: "I'm fine, but the village...I ...I would like to talk to you in private, it is important."

The Earl cocked his eyebrow, unsure of what to expect from his old friend.

"All right, please away with me to my chamber, we shall be undisturbed there." They went from the throne room though various stone corridors and stairways until they came to the chamber of the Earl. Two armed men were guarding the room and stepped aside when they saw their lord and master. He opened the door and went in, then closed the door once more. He took two glasses from a cabinet and filled them with red wine, then sat down with George at an ornately decorated table.

"Now, tell me what's so important, my friend."

George took a deep breath and cleared his throat. He started with the dragon attack on Tronjis, then continued with the village elder and the hunt for the dragon. The Earl gawped at him, aghast, emptied his glass, and shook his head.

"Have you killed the dragon, at least?" he asked.

"No, but we found another dragon. Henry wanted to kill him, but... I prevented him from doing so."

"What? You have PREVENTED IT?" The Earl shouted began to shout in anger and confusion. "Dragons are brutal, bloodthirsty... ANIMALS! You should kill it!"

George stood up so fast so that his chair fell to the floor with a loud thud and heatedly replied: "Dragons are not... animals! They are docile, loving creatures who wish to do nothing bad! You wonder why the dragons are constantly attacking our villages? We have killed dragons while they sleep! We have destroyed their nests! WE HAVE DESTROYED THEIR EGGS! AND YOU WONDER EXACTLY WHY THEY ARE ANGRY WITH US?"

The Earl stepped back, astounded. "What have you done?" he asked, ominously quiet.

"The dragon, whose life I have saved... Nakhir..." George looked the other man in the eyes determinedly. "... we love each other..."

The Earl sat down, exhausted. He looked at the man he had considered his friend darkly. "Nakhir... so, the dragon has entrusted you with his name... how touching. Only the fact that you're a friend of mine keeps me from beheading you here and now! Away from my sight! I will discuss your case with my adviser."

"You will not do anything to harm me or Nakhir?" asked George timidly. The only response he got from the Earl was silence as the other man stared silently out of the window. Upset at the outcome of the meeting, George went out of the palace. As he was about to leave the room of the Earl, he found himself blocked a strong-looking man with a braided beard and a scar that went over his left eye. George looked at him and stopped dead, his core as frozen as a glacier. He recognized this man as the man from his nightmare. The man before him looked at him with a sneering grin and cleared him the way with a sweep of his arm and a deep, throaty chuckle. The Earl turned to the man and whispered so that George couldn't hear anything.

"Follow him unobtrusively and take a few of my soldiers."

On his way to Nakhir and Kasumi, George experienced the sinking felling that he had made a huge mistake. The more he thought about his potential mistake, the more he wept. After finding his way through the tears to the bushes that surrounded the dragons protectively, George found the two dragons in a loving cuddle with each other. When they saw him, they smiled cheerfully.

"How did it go?" Nakhir asked.

George hugged him firmly. "Let's fly away from here, and I will explain it to you on the way."

The two dragons agreed, albeit confusedly. George climbed on Nakhir's back, and with strong wings beating, the dragons rose into the sky. Even as they did so, a few soldiers suddenly stormed out, led by the man with scar.

"Aim at the dragons! Shoot them from the sky!" he shouted and took a crossbow, aiming it carefully and leading his target.

"Kasumi! Quick, follow me!" Nakhir shouted.

The green dragon tried desperately to gain altitude but already it was too late. The scarred man fired his crossbow, hitting Kasumi exactly at the base of her left wing. The force of the bolt sounded with the horrible cracking of the bone. She loosed a bloodcurling scream. George and Nakhir could only watch helplessly as she crashed hard to the ground. Immediately, soldiers rushed the dragoness, poking her with spears on her front and hind legs, leaving her unable to defend herself. The sounds of her screaming was terrible for her two mates. The green dragon doubled over in pain and wept bitterly. Nakhir could do nothing as they watched the appalling scene. The grey dragon wanted to dive at the emerald dragon's attackers, but the crossbows of the soldiers stopped him. George was paralyzed on his grey dragon's back. "What have I done?" he whispered.

The scarred man took a soldier's spear and strode toward to the whimpering dragon. He took the spear in both hands. turned it so that the tip pointed down, and rammed it with all the strenght he could muster in Kasumi's vulnerable neck.

Her screams fell silent.

The man pressed the spear more deeply into her limp neck and left it. With a diabolical smile he looked at George and Nakhir.

The grey dragon stared absently at Kasumis corpse, in him burned the fire of unspeakable rage and the abyss of impregnable grief. George buried his face in Nakhir's neck, tears running down his cheeks. "It is true... all true..." he sobbed. "Nakhir... fly away, quick! Dont you hear? They will kill us! I dont want to lose you! Please, fly away!"

But the dragon was blind and deaf with rage. He pounced with a ferocity, as only dragons can, upon the scarred man, ready to tear him into a thousand pieces. But the man was faster. He dodged Nakhir's nosedive skillfully and managed to pierce and drag with a spear the dragon's thick hide a deep cut on his right hind leg. Nakhir roared with pain. George was pounding furiously on Nakhir's shoulder scales.

"PLEASE! FLY AWAY!" he shouted throught sobs, blinded by tears. Reluctantly, the grey dragon turned and flew to safty. Hot dragon's blood flowed from the wound he had received. He flew as fast as he could, far away from that horrible place.

After a few hours Nakhir landed on a lown, but because of his wound on his leg, he crudely landed, folding up under the pain, causing George to fall off the dragon's back. The dragon glared at George, rage, sorrow, and confusion distorting his draconian face. His teeth were bared, showing him the he was furious.

"WHY DID THEY FOLLOW YOU? WHY?! ANSWER!" the dragon shouted.

George stepped back, truley fearful that his life might be taken here and now. "I..."

Nakhir overturned George with his paw and pinned him down firmly. "WHY?" he thundered, hurting George's ears.

The human burst into tears at this."I dont know! The Earl must have sent them. I didn't want... I am so sorry..."

The grey dragon realized that his love was crying and let him go. His features went soft as he noticed this, instantly ashamed of his reaction. "I...I am sorry... I shouldn't have yelled at you." He said.

"What should we do now? We are bound to be hunted throughout the country..." he queried quietly to the dragon.

"I dont know..." Nakhir responded, feeling melancholy, a tear ran down his cheek.

To be continued...