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Welcome, welcome, welcome to my latest story!

The first two chapters will be mostly exposition and minimal on the sex. After that, there will be steaminess for all! (Well, if you like M/M, anyway...)

Ah, yes; as a note: whenever you see ~Text like this, it means they're thinking, either to themselves or to someone else.~

If you're under 18/21 (depending on where you're from), you shouldn't be reading this!

Well, okay, not THIS specifically, but from the third chapter onwards, you shouldn't!

Hopefully you enjoy! - Drake Gentleheart

Al'Adun pouted, curling up on his gold and huffing.

He hadn't finished the spell; so why was he in so much trouble?

Sure he was the son of the current Dragon King, but he was still young; surely they didn't expect him to act like his father at 200, did they? His father hadn't been given the throne until HE was 8000, not like it mattered. He was still grounded.

The red and black dragon rolled onto his back, tucking his front paws against his chest as he let out a heavy sigh. He peered at his reflection in his pile of shiny gold; he saw what he knew to be his black scale-covered boy with a pair of red stripes stretching from the back corners of his red eyes, down his back, all the way to the tip of his thick, dexterous tail, a row of rounded ridges following the same path, starting between his strong shoulders.

His eyes were bright red, pupils mere black slits, iris' a bloody red. He blinked, his eyes moving down his body, from his sparsely horned head - merely stubby horns along his eyeridges -, down along his two foot long neck, past his sleek, muscular wings and forelegs, rolling down his slightly v-shaped body to his thick, muscular hips, round taught rear and tail.

He looked over to the entrance to his room, taking note of the shining red barrier there. ~Trust Dad not to take any chances with something like this...~ Al'Adun knew the spell that had been used, even if he couldn't do it himself; his father had dimension-locked his room to make sure his youngest child of seven didn't try to teleport out of his room to escape grounding. The spell altered the spatial qualities of the area it encircled, making it it's own dimension inaccessible except through transdimensional teleportation.

"Damn it, why didn't I pay more attention in Translocation..." He sighed as he recalled exactly what had put him here...

Al'Adun chased the purple and pink-striped tail down the hall, laughing as he snapped at it.

The owner of said tail giggled back, the dragoness turning a corner sharply, looking back between her half-folded wings to see Al'Adun nearly smash into the wall. "You're going to have to do better than THAT if you want to catch a mate, Duney!"

Al'Adun growled with a mixture of play an annoyance. He hated that nickname... but just a little bit less when it came from his friend, Shir'Ashal. "I'm gonna get you for that, Shaly!" He picked himself up and continued persuit, trying to make up the distance that he had lost from his crash.

He managed to catch up with Shir'Ashal just as she jumped from the launching ledge to the outside.

"GOTCHA!" He lept out into space, landing atop her as her wings began to open. Shir'Ashal squeaked and instinctively closed them, rolling in midair as Al'Adun clung to her, growling playfully and nipping the base of her horns and earfans.

As they approached the treetops, he finally flicked open his wings and released her a moment later, her own snapping open and pulling her from her steep decent into a calm glide. She flapped a few times to gain altitude and turned, mock-glaring at Al'Adun. "That was close, Dun-" She squeaked again and tucked into a drop as Al'Adun sped by.

He grinned as he flapped close and nosed her. "Aw, you know I wouldn't have let you crash. You're my best friend!" The dragoness smiled, one corner dropping slightly as Al'Adun turned away and flew loop-the-loops.

"Yes, I know... your best friend always..." she whispered to herself before looking up at him where he was spiraling through the air. "Hey, Adun! Come with me; I wanna show you something! It's in my room!

The two flapped and glided their way higher on the humongous mountain that they called home, diving inside and walking to the dragoness' room. She turned towards the opening and flicked her muzzle; the doorway immediately began to shimmer. "C'mon; give me a hand here. You know I've never been all that great at barriers."

Al'Adun chuckled and nosed the barrier, his flaming red magic mixing in, creating a kaleidoscope of whirling color. He tilted his head, inspecting it for a second before nodding and turning back to his friend. "Now, what was it you wanted to show me, Ashal?" He trotted over and curled up on the pile of blankets she had laying next to her gold as she did the same on her collected treasures and shiny baubles.

Shir'Ashal grinned and shifted. "I found this really cool spell. It binds two people together so that, if one gets lost, the other can find them, lets them talk telepathically, and other stuff. I got the spell itself memorized, if you want to try."

Al'Adun's eyes widened as his tail flicked back and forth over the sheets. "That sounds awesome! Yeah, lets do it! Tell me what my part is." He leaned forward, tilting his head so that Shir'Ashal could whisper to him, sharing with him the words of the spell.

The two lifted their right forepaws, using a talon from their left to make a shallow cut in their palm pads, then clasped hands as blood began to bead slightly. They spoke the spell in tandem as they were told.

Al'Adun felt the magic taking hold as they spoke. He grinned, his wings flicking as they closed in on the last third...

The barrier at the door shattered in a shower of purple-pink and flame-red shards. Al'Dur burst in, shouting, his voice heavy, LADEN with his blood red magic. "STOP." The magic and the word together struck a chord with both dragons and they were locked. Their bodies, their minds, their energy... locked, unable to move, unable to think, unable to BE.

Al'Adun's father, Al'Dur, stood two times his youngests' height at 60ft at the shoulder. He looked around the room and growled at the two younglings, seeing their pose, their muzzles locked in place. With a thought, Al'Dur released the two from his hastily cast holding spell, separating them and binding their muzzles shut. When he spoke, his voice shook with barely contained rage and concern. "I don't know where you learned that spell, but you will both refrain from using it. Until I say otherwise, that spell is forbidden to the both of you." the Elder dragon's voice twisted out, deepening as what, for a second, looked like blood dripped from his mouth, proving seconds later to be his magic as it split and twisted, writhing into the two dragon's ears and wrapping around their knowledge of the spell and locking it up.

After being sent to his room, Al'Adun paced, muzzle still locked, growling and snorting fire. ~This is so unfair! It was just a spell!~ His head snapped up as the blood red barrier melted away, admitting his father.

"Sit, please, Al'Adun sha Dur shun Sekal." The younger dragon's head tucked into his chest slightly; he wasn't called by his full name unless he was in serious trouble... or the matter was of serious importance.

He sat, straight-backed, on his gold and stared at his father. The elder dragon sat in the doorway, another barrier rising behind him as he flicked his tail at the space. "I wanted you to know why you're being punished, despite the spell seeming harmless." He sighed and met his son's eyes. "That spell is not to be used lightly. That spell... it binds the souls of the casters together for the rest of eternity. To use that spell is to grant the other access to your entire being and to be able to be with no one else. For the spell to be used to its fullest, you must completely trust and love anyone else who is part of the casting."

Al'Adun's eyes widened and he whimpered slightly. "Now you see why I am upset. I figured you, of all my sons, would have at least done research before casting an unknown spell. From what I learned from Shir'Ashal, she didn't fully understand either. But, despite that, you both are still to be punished; I had to leave a Clave meeting to stop you before you were both bound mistakenly." He stood and walked through the barrier. "You are released from silence, but you are not allowed to leave this room for 3 weeks."

Al'Adun worked his muzzle as his father walked away. ~This must be some spell... But seriously? 3 weeks? I've only been punished this long for interrupting a Clave meeting! And that just because I embarrassed father as the King of Dragons at his first meeting..."

The black and red-striped dragon huffed and curled up on his gold.

A week later, the mountain was destroyed. A jealous human had managed to gain knowledge of some of the more destructive draconic magic and obliterated the whole thing.

The only reason Al'Adun had survived was because he was Dimension Locked; while he was technically in the same location, he was still separated from it... so when the mountain vanished, he was left drifting in the Void, the not-space between spaces, trapped in his room by a spell that would not be dissapated as the caster... the caster was gone forever.

As Al'Adun left the memory behind, he felt something tug at his tail. He jumped up and whirled, growling... then he remembered. He was trapped here. There was no way someone had gotten in.

He felt his tail tugged again and he looked in time to see a flash of teal light vanishing from his tailtip. He leaned down and sniffed at the spot. ~What the... Translocation?! But how?! All of the others are...~

When he felt the tug again, he pooled his energy and PUSHED, trying to make a link with the spell and feed it; when he felt it give, he roared triumphantly... Only to feel his cave falling.

The gold and gems began to float, as did the young dragon, his heavy blankets nearly tangling him as he and his room crashed to the ground.

As he stepped from the rubble, he saw a hand - a human hand! - poking from a pile of rubble nearby.

Without pausing to think, he dashed over, pawing away large rocks and debris, showing a human dressed in an odd tunic and breeches, eyes closed. He leaned his head in to listen and the heartbeat was erratic, the breathing light and airy. Its eyes cracked open and it looked at him for a second before closing again. Al'Adun blinked, shifting his gaze with magic, seeing the bones, the organs, and the brain.

The human who had, despite all odds, used dragon-level magic to pulled him from the Void, was dying.

So! He's pulled from the Void, only to accidentally kill his savior!

Oh noes!

Comment below and say what you think; after the second chapter, I'll start work on the third that I have planned; you guys feel free to drop suggestions for in-between chapters and I may include some of them!