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What is it that drives a man to work and accomplish what he should? Is it the nonexistent praise? Is it the feeling of triumph and success? Do any of these things mean anything when the way a man is rewarded is only by much sneering and name calling by his peers? Why should one work if the only result is to be called a laggard? What purpose does anything serve; if it is noble, then why is it that ridicule is the foremost reaction? If we work to improve another's livelihood and they spit upon our feet, is it right to continue? Or shall we spit back? To what point and excuses may be brought about, why should we do what we are told when we have been belittled and spurned for doing such without prompting in the past? If servitude is the vocation and fate of the many, let them be led to the appreciative few who may be revered and trusted to guide their servants and respect them as due. Aye, correction is indeed a fact of life, but amendment for what is good and should be done is unwarranted and foul. But is altercation only a privilege for the master? Should the servants be allowed to give voice to the one who governs them? Should they be punished for suggestions made to their liege-lord? If their own counsel is forbidden then why should their leader's counsel have precedence? What motivation have they if all they can reap is penalty, if one cannot better themselves, only make inferior, what purpose does anything serve? If the only place to start is the bottom and the only way to go is down; how then are we expected to rise? If we are named as birds and stripped of our wings and then told to fly; how can we? Is this just the way of this human curse?

...AHEM! Anyways, go read some dragon smut or something!

Perverts. ;p

Of Love and Magicks:

Chapter one: Mindspeak

[A serious note the reader: If you're just picking up at this point, you'll probably be lost without reading 'Of Myth's and Legends' which is the first five chapters contained within this folder. If you're not a first-time reader of this series, nothing has really changed but the name as the original name doesn't apply at this point. Also if you're like me and like to copy and paste the stories into notepad for later reading, I suggest a word processor with italic capabilities, a bit of this chapter is confusing without.]

"I gave up more than you think."

-Amante

"Amante?" Edward breath caught, tears returning to his eyes as he flipped the grinder off and spun around hugging the dragon tightly making her chirrup. He sank down into a sitting position on the floor and cried all the harder as Amante licked softly at his face crooning softly, he ran his hands over her, feeling the smooth and strong muscles, her solid scales. She was real! He reduced himself to hiccupping sobs pretty quickly, feeling childish, but not really caring as he held Amante close to him.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?" Amante asked softly in almost a whisper still kissing and lapping at his tears.

"Wh-where were you? And... and what happened to all t-the things I looked for to prove you weren't just a d-dream?" Edward stuttered almost laughing at the childish absurdity in his voice.

Amante let out a soft sigh, "I was... busy..." She looked away from Edward with a clearly distraught expression, "and what things are you talking about?"

Edward heaved a huge breath of air and calmed himself down enough to not stutter before responding, "Busy, how?" He put a hand to her cheek and turned her face towards him, "And as for what I'm talking about, my cut and the fire pit mostly."

Amante smiled and licked at his hand softly, "I said there where benefits to becoming my mate. The very quick healing is another one of them. What's wrong with the fire-pit?" She asked and licked his forehead gently, glad that he wasn't crying anymore. It'd hurt her to see him break-down like this, especially as she didn't have the slightest clue why.

Edward shrugged, "Nothing really wrong, it's just overgrown; it doesn't look like it has been used in months." He stood slowly picking Amante up with him marveling at how light she was once again.

Amante shrugged a little, "I'm not so sure about that one. Plants tend to flourish with a dragon around. Perhaps that's it?" She chirruped as the man picked her up and she stretched her legs nuzzling at his face. "So you broke down just because I was missing all morning?"

Edward sighed. "Yeah... Just a little. It's just..." He trailed off and walked out of the garage blinking in the sunlight.

"Just what?" Amante kissed his stubbly chin softly.

Edward sighed again, "Your something of a myth or a legend. A dragon. There was no way in hell, if someone had asked me if you existed, I would have said yes three days ago. And to top everything off..." he touched the necklace at his neck which drew Amante's attention to it, "You chose me as your... your partner, mate, husband, whatever you want to call me. I woke up this morning and all sign of you was gone, it just seemed like an overly realistic dream honestly, too good to be true and all. I really thought I had just imagined you..." He closed his eyes and bent his head, "I swear my grasp on reality has been slipping lately, I don't know what's real and what's not anymore."

Amante nipped at his chin making Edward flinch and open his eyes, "What was that for?" He rubbed at his chin, "That hurt."

"I'm real enough, trust me." Amante murmured, before nosing at his necklace, "Tell me about this, I didn't notice it yesterday."

Edward put his hand to the little steel dragon and closed his eyes briefly again, "I didn't have it yesterday, I only just made it... for fear of forgetting you." He looked down at her, "I was completely convinced you weren't real."

Amante made a troubled face, "What do I have to do to make you realize I'm not a figment of your imagination?"

"But I know you're not-"

"No, you don't! You obviously don't think I'm real!" Amante interrupted him vehemently, "At least subconsciously anyway!" She jumped from his arms and looked up at him agitatedly, "You're a moron. You know that?" Edward nodded, which made her laugh and loosen up a bit, "Ahh, at least you're an honest one."

The pair was silent for a moment as a bumblebee zoomed past on its quest for nectar and pollen. Amante spoke up again, "Imma have to plaster myself to you for the next couple days, am I not?" Then she sighed softly, "I took things a little too fast didn't I?"

The pair moved up under the awning of the house out of the hot sun. Edward looked down, "I wouldn't complain to you attaching yourself to me." He murmured quietly.

"That's good, because I'm going to whether you like it or not." Amante climbed up onto the outdoor couch as Edward sat down, "You didn't answer my other question though. Did I take things too fast?"

Edward leaned back and sighed closing his eyes, "It depends."

Amante looked up at him and touched his leg with a forepaw seeming worried, "Depends on what?"

"Do you think you took things too fast?" Edward opened his eyes and looked down at her.

"I-I..." Amante stuttered.

"Be honest."

Amante hung her head and leaned it against Edward's torso. "Yes." She whispered quietly, "And I didn't even have the excuse of heat induced lust that first time in the shower, and you obviously were not comfortable." She was quiet for a moment, "But this isn't about me!" She piped up; "Do you think I took things too fast?" she looked expectantly up at Edward.

He shook his head, "It doesn't really matter, what's done is done, the past can't be changed." Amante made a small sound and started to say something before Edward continued, "But honestly, I'm happy with the results." He leaned down and kissed the dragon softly, "Even if my subconscious denies the reality of it."

Amante purred softly and returned the kiss slowly, "I also won't complain with the result. I've you as a mate, even if your foolish little mind still needs convincing."

Edward smiled at the dragon breaking the kiss, "Mmm, so it seems." He paused for a few seconds, "You've evaded one of my questions quite well though."

Amante cocked her head to the side quizzically, "And what's that?"

"What were you busy with?" Edward asked looking Amante in the eye.

Her ears and wings lowered and she lay her head down in Edward's lap, "I don't think I really want to talk about it much." She looked away with a sad warble. "I was meeting with another dragon."

Edward continued to look down at the dragon worried, before deciding it best to let it go, she'd tell him when she wanted to, "Well, if you ever want to talk... I am your mate after all."

They were both silent for a good five minutes or so before Amante sniffled quietly, "I met, with one of my elders. All dragons are required to meet with an elder at least once a year, and it was my time to go." She went silent again before taking a shuddering breath, "Our elders keep an eye on us and determine what we should be focusing our energies on." She looked up at Edward with one silver eye for a moment before laying her head back down, "Years ago I was given the task to keep an eye on you, apparently you possess something important in your being. Don't ask me what, I don't know. You're special in one way or another..." She trailed off with a sad noise.

Edward was confused, "So, why does that have you so down?"

Amante snorted, "My elder does not approve of our mateship."

"Can he even do anything about that?" Edward asked becoming worried at this point.

Amante let out a dry laugh, "Not really, no." She crooned softly, "I've been banished so to speak. That's the most they can do short of killing us. Which they won't." She added hastily.

Edward was quiet for a few moments, "You've been banished? Did you even know they'd do this before?"

Amante let out another dry chuckled and leaned up to lick Edward's chin, "Of course I knew. I did say that I didn't get any perks from this relationship aside from being with you."

"B-but-" Edward stuttered as Amante put her tail to his lips gently.

"Let us speak no more of it. Yes, I sacrificed some things to be with you. I will in no way regret it." She stood and stretched slowly shaking herself. "It's time for lunch I believe yes?" She jumped down off the couch and opened the door to the house somehow and showed herself in.

Edward worked his mouth a few times before shaking his head and following her inside.

. . .

It was sometime after sunset, so probably eight-ish and Edward and Amante had come inside after Edward had finished working in the garage. They'd ended up in the living room and just sat there enjoying each other's company.

"Alright!" Amante caught Edward's attention as she flared her wings slightly jumping to the middle of the living room. "I think I need to start teaching you how to use some of those abilities you have." She stood up and looked at Edward expectantly.

Edward waited to see if she'd elaborate further, and when no explanation was forthcoming asked, "Okay... So, what abilities are we working on?" He asked a little confused.

Amante grinned, "Well, we're definitely starting with the easiest one. Certainly one of the most useful in my opinion." Her tail twitched as she began to stare at Edward, "No talking now, you'll figure it out."

Edward raised an eyebrow but did as he was told wondering what she was going on about. He fidgeted a little under her silver gaze before he decided to look elsewhere. Damn, the curtains are a mess, I'll have to replace them soo-Edward's gaze was suddenly caught by Amante's tail as it swayed slowly back and forth. Umm... He noticed her hips and the gentle curves they created, the way her dark blue scales rippled and flowed over her entire form. His mind began to wander a little and began to think of the dragon's more forbidden traits, the way her slit felt stretched so tightly around him, the way her juices tasted. Oooohhh, her sweet fluids...

Edward shook his head the thoughts unbidden, "What the hell?" He muttered softly.

Amante glared at him, "I said no talking!" -Imbecile.

Edward raised an eyebrow at the dragon; he could've sworn she'd called him an imbecile but her mouth hadn't moved. Suddenly he got the urge to press his face to her rear and eat her out until she screamed.

Perhaps you're getting the idea.

Edward snapped out of it and looked hard at the dragon; she hadn't moved a muscle, except her tail which still swayed back and forth. Her tail, and under that her slit. Oh, how amazing it would be to run his tongue slowly over her clit and make her squirm in pleasure. To nibble gently at the outer folds and taste deeply of her nectar.

Yes there you go.

This time Edward knew for sure the dragon hadn't spoken out loud. Tentatively he thought in his own mind, Are you doing this Amante?

Maybe The dragon mentally giggled, You supplied the main idea, I happened to like it So I went with it to get your mental attention. She wiggled her rump tantalizingly.

Oh my god! Telepathy!?

Well, duh.

Edward's eyes almost bugged out of his head as the dragon grinned at him finally blinking for the first time.

"It's not hard to communicate telepathically, it's hard to keep your thoughts to yourself though. I will teach you that in due time, in the meantime I think I should teach you about another perk." Amante grinned seductively displaying all her teeth and turned around lifting her tail for the man to expose her swollen slit, "And I believe no explanation is needed for this one either."

Edward made a deep sound in his chest and slid forward to the dragon, "What is this perk exactly?" He asked softly laying his hands on her inner thighs gently.

Amante murred at his touch, "You can taste me." She whispered quietly, "Whenever you want."

Edward inched his face closer to her rump before he noticed something missing and stopped, "Is this a cloaca?" He asked feeling a little disgusted.

Amante put her head to the floor and giggled, "I-is it a...a what!?" She asked incredulously, "N-no! Of course not." She continued to giggle, "If you're looking for my method of waste removal, dragons only excrete liquid waste, the rest acts as fuel for our fire. No anus silly." Her tail flopped down on top of Edward's head and draped across his back as she continued to giggle, "You just totally ruined the mood dear."

"What mood?" Edward asked leaning forward and blowing gently across her clitoris, making Amante's tail stiffen and lift up off his back a little. He teased her for a moment with his warm breath before leaning his face forwards and taking a slow lick from her clitoris up, finally living out the fantasy Amante had impressed upon his mind not moments prior.

Amante growled softly, arching her back as Edward began to lick and lap at her privates. She tensed a little as he placed his hands on the insides of her thighs and spread her legs a bit to allow himself more access.

She moaned softly and Edward pressed his face to her privates and drank fervently of her nectar, "D-don't think I'll forgive you for ruining that mood so easily." Her tail sinuously wrapped around Edwards torso slowly and surely as the man continued to assault her pleasure centers. She groaned softly putting her head to the floor, "Or for likening my sexual parts to a bird or lizard." Her breathing had already picked up a substantial amount as Edward continued to pleasure her.

Edward didn't respond but rather continued to partake of what he'd been imagining earlier. Hers was a taste he could probably easily get addicted too. Even if lemons weren't his favorite. Why did she always taste slightly of lemons?

He wrapped his arms around her thighs so he could feel her reactions somewhat more and continued to please her with his tongue with a skill he didn't know he possessed. Or maybe she was just that worked up already. Whatever the case, Amante was panting hard with her tongue lolling from her mouth as she pressed her hips back against Edward's ministrations.

"Don't stop." She murmured softly, closing her silver eyes as the pleasure brought a constant rumbling purr to her throat.

Edward had no intentions of stopping, and also no way of answering because of it. He pressed his lips down onto her sex in a kind of weird genital French kiss and sucked lightly upon her outer folds making Amante squeak. I was a wondrous thing to eat a dragoness out, to have a beast of legend writhing at his every touch, granted she was smaller than the legends usually said, but still it was exotic and had Edward as hard as a rock while he partook of Amante's elixir.

He moved his head down a little and put his lips around her clitoris and sucked gently remembering what this had done to her the first time. The reaction was immediate, Amante roared loudly as the sudden intense pleasure set her off instantly. Edward closed his eyes quickly as the dragon squirted her fluids out from her entrance onto his face. The warm sticky fluid continued to squirt out with force as Edward refused to let up.

Amante's back arched as she pressed her chest down to the floor, her roar degrading into a growl and then to a quiet whimper as Edward continued to suck on her clit drawing her orgasm out. Amante finally went completely quiet still shuddering and lost in the throes of a fantastic orgasm. Finally her legs just gave out and she collapsed bringing Edward head with her as he stopped his ministrations.

Edward extricated himself from the dragoness as she came down off her orgasm high panting hard. He looked down at her and smiled, she looked so cute when she was exhausted from a hard climax. He crawled around her before lying down on the floor next to her and wrapped an arm around her still lightly shivering form.

"You alright beautiful?" He whispered into one of her ears softly.

Amante nodded slowly still panting and trying to regain her breath. She started to purr hard, "Oh... my... God..." She panted softly, "Don't do that without warning me first." She licked his face gently.

Edward kissed her softly making the dragoness close her eyes, "Mmm, sorry... I'll inform you next time." He remembered something from the first time he'd sucked on her clit, "Hey, Amante? I've a question for you."

Amante opened her eyes a bit still purring hard, "Mmm?"

"How exactly did I manage to fit my entire hand into you that first time and yet my member was too intense for you to begin with?" Edward asked curiously.

Amante winced, "I don't know how it fit, but it hurt like hell. Made the orgasm more intense, but please, no fisting in the future."

Edward frowned softly sorry to have hurt her, even if it had made her pleasure greater. He began to apologize but Amante put her tailtip to his lips, "Hush, it's okay." She murmured softly.

Amante looked down between their bodies feeling Edward's shaft hard against her. She grinned up at him, "Was it exciting to eat me out?" She didn't wait for an answer, but rather managed something Edward couldn't quite understand the physics behind and sinuously rubbed her body against his for a moment.

"Oooh..." Edward groaned softly his entire body shivering, "I think you have your answer here luvvie."

Amante smiled softly and rolled to her feet. She spread her rear feet out and lowered her chest to the ground lifting her tail up high into the air, "And I think I have the solution to said excitement, no?"

Edward looked at her blankly for a moment before he realized what exactly she was doing. Then, feeling slightly retarded he got up on his knees and shuffled behind the dragon slowly.

He lined his member up with her slit and put just enough pressure against her for her lips to part a tiny bit around his tip, "Perhaps you do." He murmured quietly wrapping his arms around the dragon's belly.

They stayed thus for a few seconds before Amante sighed, "What? Do you want me to say something sexy of provocative?" She looked over her shoulder at Edward, "Just put it in me!" She slid her hips back, effectively impaling herself on the man's spear making him groan loudly.

Amante crooned softly and set her head back down on the floor closing her eyes. She rolled her hips once or twice against Edward gently.

"Is it still a little too intense?" Edward asked softly pushing his hips back and forth slowly.

Amante nodded slowly, "Y-yeah. Just a... l-little bit. Don't stop though." She murmured softly.

Edward began to pump his hips faster into the dragon making her chirp every time he hilted her. It felt wondrous, her tight slick velvet parting around his privates so smoothly. It was a warm soft heaven indeed. From the teasing before, both mental and physical his pleasure was already strikingly high making each pass better than the last.

Amante grunted softly as Edward altered his angle a little grinding his shaft along the upper wall of her vagina. Every time he passed over a certain spot she jerked and her slit shuddered slightly. There coitus was something that neither would ever tire of with the certain giving and receiving of pleasure.

Suddenly, and it was sudden mind you; Edward lost himself to an orgasm his thrusts coming so a shuddering stop as his shaft erupted inside of Amante. White waves of pleasure rolled through Edward as his seed came forth within the female whom he'd claimed, and whom had claimed him as a mate for all eternity... even if she did have to deal with the occasional premature ejaculation.

Edward came down off of his orgasm high and slumped against Amante's back putting his weight on the dragon slowly.

Amante looked back over her shoulder at Edward, "Well... that was.... disappointing." She murmured softly cocking an eyeridge at him. He body was still shivering far too horny to come down like Edward had, "Excited much?" She asked cheekily.

Edward looked up at the dragon and grinned a little sheepishly, still trying to catch his breath. With one arm he reached up under her body towards where they were conjoined. When he finally reached where his still hard shaft penetrated the dragon he felt around for a bit before finding what he was searching for.

"Oh!" Amante exclaimed surprised by the sudden squeeze on her clit. Her hips jerked on Edward's shaft making him groan as his overly sensitive flesh was teased.

Edward began to roll Amante's clit around in little circles knowing he'd never hear the end of it for his premature orgasm, but at least he could give her another before she got the chance to rag him about it.

Amante growled softly as her nub was jostled around bringing her pleasure back up quickly, and on top of that, Edward's shaft wasn't going flaccid, to the contrary he was still quite hard, which in turn gave some 'meat' to her inundations. God it was ridiculous, the amount of pleasure the man could give, inside and out, even after such a disappointing run, at least he hadn't just called it quits then. This was something she was going to use to her advantage one day, she decided.

It took maybe two or three more minutes of pleasuring to get Amante to orgasm again, this one not nearly as hard as her first, but certainly just as satisfying as she threw her head back and opened her mouth in a silent roar.

Edward grunted again as Amante's pussy exploded into activity as she orgasmed, her tunnel trying to bring forth another orgasm from him. It felt good, but overly so, a strange feeling indeed. After a few more moments the dragon came down off her high and slowly set her haunches down on the floor which pulled Edward from her depths in the process.

"That was nice." She murmured softly. "Though, I do wish you'd lasted longer." She teased looking at Edward through one eye.

Edward shrugged, "I got excited" he murmured before the dragon kissed him passionately.

"You're forgiven." Amante growled through the kiss twining her tongue with his.

Edward laughed softly and returned the kiss best he could.

At least there was that.

Honestly, this is not what I had intended to do with the next chapter. I was actually gonna skip a couple years ahead into the future and go from there, leave whatever happened in the end of the last chapter up to the reader's imagination. But, I feel that would have been inadequate, especially with a several people thinking Amante was playing a cruel joke. I suppose I haven't developed the characters enough at this point to make it clear what the characters would or wouldn't do. Seriously. Amante isn't a bitch. She's a sweet thing, a little naïve and clueless at times with humans, but definitely not mean spirited.

At least this way the 'powers' that Edward receives are better explained and expounded upon. As always the smut was so damned hard to write and I'm not happy with it, but whatever. (I may stop writing smut altogether pretty soon. *Shrugs* Of course I think I've said this over and over and I still keep writing it.) Anyway, lemme know what you guys think.

PEACE!

-AZR

WHY CAN'T I FIND ANY FRIGGIN' SHOES IN THIS HOUSE!?

DAMN U HOWSE! D:<