{"sf1_id":62047,"sf2_id":"RnoYvO0e","title":"Part Two: Touching","author":"The Roseblack Dragon","words":1687,"posted_at":"2008-09-22T09:03:00.000Z","tags":["Dragon","Foreplay","M/F","Non-Anthro","Plot Development","Teasing"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/62047-part-two-touching","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/RnoYvO0e","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/f6/a5/f6a551de-7d0e-4937-91a3-719ec5455b51","description":"#2 of Rivadh and The Dragon","content":"  \n  \nVarcifon huffed as he dragged his soaked form from the lake, \"I still cannot  \nunderstand why you did not just use a Spell on the bird.\"  \n  \nRivadh, also soaked, dragged her gear behind her as she came out of the  \nwaters, \"Because staying on your back takes too much focus to allow me to cast. And what  \nwould you have done if the lightning hit you instead of the bird?\"  \n  \nThe Dragon paused and then huffed again, slumping down and inspecting the  \ndeep cuts in his flank.  \n  \nRivadh sighed, \"Augh, that thing got you good...\"  \n  \n\"Good is not a term I would use for this injury,\" the dragon hissed, the pain turning  \nto anger.  \n  \nShe thumped his nose, making him snort, \"Don't get snappy at me, Lay on your  \nside, I'll fix it.\"  \n  \n\"Are you sure your healing abilities will work on me?\" He grumped, the lack of  \nconfidence audible in his tone as he shifted onto his uninjured side, moving his leg back to  \nbare the gashes.  \n  \nShe nodded, \"I've been practicing.\" With a soft sigh and a bit of focus, she slowly  \nand carefully healed the cuts one at a time, the dragon wincing and hissing at the sensation.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You never said it would sting,\" he groused.  \n  \n\"It has to hurt if it's got to heal,\" she nodded and gently ran her fingers over the  \nhealed hide. Varcifon Twitched as she did, grunting a bit and pulling his leg up slightly. \"Oh?  \nAre you ticklish?\"  \n  \n\"I most certainly am not!\" he protested. But, never one to believe such defensive  \nwords, Rivadh reached in and started tickling her fingers at the dragon's smooth flank. He leg  \ncame up like a shot and nearly knocked her back into the water, but she moved just in time  \nand laughed.  \n  \n\"You -are- Ticklish!\"  \n  \nHe huffed and relaxed a bit, \"A little. But do be careful there... that is a sensitive  \narea...\"  \n  \nRivadh blinked and looked and then she saw what he'd meant, along his  \nunderbelly, right by the powerful hind limbs was an odd ridge. She blinked and then  \nblushed, \"OH my... is that...\"  \n  \nHe nodded and moved his leg modestly, \"It is... thusly why I said, be careful...\"  \n  \nShe nodded and blushed more looking away from the area and fidgeting, \"Ah, I'm  \nsorry.\"  \n  \n\"Nothing to be sorry for. You were healing my cuts,\" he purred and smiled his  \ntoothy grin. \"Do you want to go back and finish off those eggs that dwarf asked you to  \ndestroy?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She blinked and gasped, \"oh, ah. Yes... that's probably a good idea...\"  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \nThe hour was late when Rivadh awoke from a dream she could not remember, but  \nshe knew it was a good dream... somehow. Her bedroll was a good distance from the  \nSleeping Dragon. His large chest rising and falling as he rumbled contently in his sleep,  \nsprawled out on his side. She smiled at the almost comical posture he slept in, his head lay  \nalmost completely back while his body was on it' side at the shoulders, and on his back at  \nhis hindquarters, back legs sort of waving in midair. His tail was curled back up near his  \nshoulders and his wings were trapped between himself and the wall. She smiled and then a  \nthought crept into the back of her mind.  \n  \nRivadh was young by Draenei standards. In the few calm days before the Fleeing  \nof Draenor, she'd remembered several of the girls her age gossiping about their Male  \ncounterparts. She'd heard all sorts of descriptions, and so in her head she had a rather vivid  \nimage of what a male should look like, but she truly had never seen for herself. And as she  \nmused about this fact that little thought spoke up... whispering to her from somewhere in a  \ndark corner of her mind, \"here's your chance...'  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She shook her head and blushed! Varcifon was not male Draenei, he was a  \ndragon! And from his reaction before he would probably be rather cross with her for any  \nunwarranted examinations of his physique. But... the Dragon -was- asleep... and she knew  \nthat nothing short of a stick of dynamite or a large cooking slab of talbuk would rouse him.  \nWith a nervous swallow she crept from her bedroll and shuffled on quiet hooves over to the  \ndragon's side. He was sound asleep, rumbling in his dragony way as his back toes curled  \nand uncurled slowly. She figured he was dreaming, but about what she could not really  \nguess... Though she did imagine he would be dreaming of food. She bit her lip and  \napproached his back half, looking at the exposed underbelly in its pale blue tones. She could  \nsee that little ridge, and she blushed a bit more, peeking over him slowly as she tried to get  \na closer look...  \n  \nVarcifon snorted, and kicked a leg, making her jump a little. He calmed and  \nrumbled again, and she pushed her heart back down into her chest from her throat. Watching  \nhis head she slowly touched her fingers to his belly. Another muffled grunt and then a rumble  \nagain as she smiled and turned to watch her hand. Inching closer she eyed the ridge and slid  \nher fingers closer and closer. The soft rumble changed pitch, deepening into a low purr as  \nthe strange ridge moved! She blinked and inched her fingers closer to it as it seemed to get  \nbigger. As her index finger approached the edge of the part where the ridge formed from his  \nunderbelly, she noticed a bit of an opening. With a curious blink she pressed her finger  \nagainst the edge and the ridge swelled more. She watched in awe as the dragon gave an odd  \ngrowl in his sleep, the purple netherdrake shuddering slightly as the opening she had  \ndiscovered... opened a bit. She gasped and pulled her hand back as something was coming  \nfrom the odd opening. A mix of fear and curiosity raged within the young Shamaness as the  \ndragon's maleness greeted her slowly. She blinked, finding her once vivid mental image  \nshattered as the swollen ridge opened more, the odd sight becoming a full on spectacle as  \nshe gasped and covered her mouth in shock. She blinked and peered, eyeing the thing that  \nrested on Varcifon's belly before her.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Seemingly half-transparent, like his powerful wings, she could still make out his belly under  \nthe wide swath of dragon flesh. The Dragon's arousal also gave off a faint glow, similar to  \nparts of his wings and his stripes in low light. She blushed again and her hand left her chest  \nslowly as she reached out... Awe and confusion teasing her now for her foolishness as she  \nreached and reached. Her fingers found a moist warmth as she boggled, running her fingers  \nover the underside as she touched her companion in the closest way. Under her fingers she  \nfelt a heavy pulse. Instantly she recognized Varcifon's heartbeat and she watched in awe as  \nthe semi-soft organ became more and more rigid, pushing up against her had and it lifted off  \nhis belly. She shivered in amazement at her discovery, but then Varcifon shifted and grunted.  \nShe gasped and took her hand back and dashed for her bedroll leaping into it and closing her  \neyes, trying to look asleep as her heart raced in her chest... He did not wake, but she dared  \nnot try to continue...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\"Mmm that was a good breakfast...\" She smiled and nodded to the dragon who  \nhappily gnawed on the femur of the Talbuk he'd caught the day before, stripping the last bits  \nof meat from it. Rivadh had acclimated to his eating habits quite quickly, and he was happy  \nto share a section or two of his kills with her to let her enjoy her favorite meat ever. She  \nnodded and looked at the content dragon, \"Did you sleep well?\" she asked.  \n  \n\"Mrrf?\" she blinked and pulled the bone from his mouth, \"Sleep? Oh... ah... yes...  \nI had a... strange dream...\" he said, looking a little nervous.  \n  \nRivadh blushed, but calmed herself quickly, hiding her cheek in one hand and  \nlooking curiously interested, \"Oh? What do dragons dream about?\"  \n  \nHe nodded, \"food, usually... and... other things.\"  \n  \n\"Like what?\" she smiled impishly.  \n  \nShe had never Seen Varcifon blush, but the effect was obvious as his purple  \ncheeks turned a brilliant shade of violet, the underside of his neck shifting from a pale blue to  \nan vibrant teal, \"Ah... well... things that dragons... do.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She giggled and titled her head, \"Are you embarrassed? It's okay to tell me that  \nyou had a naughty dream. I have a few of them myself every now and again.\"  \n  \nVarcifon for his part was shocked at the open admission, and he calmed his  \nblush, \"N-no... it was nothing like that. Just... I'd rather not say.\" He sighed, looking away.  \n  \nRivadh lost her smile, fearing she'd upset him and she stepped over and hefted  \nthe Talbuk Femur, stepping away with it quickly and drawing his attention.  \n  \n\"What are you doing?\" he blinked.  \n  \nShe smirked and turned waving the bone at him, \"Come on... come get it... you  \nwant the bone? You want it?\" she laughed a little and almost taunted him with it.  \n  \nHe raised one eye ridge and narrows his glowing eyes, \"I am not a domesticated  \nPet... And you have stolen my snack.\"  \n  \nShe grinned and put her hand on her hips, \"Oh? And what are you willing to do to  \nget it back?\" she Teased him and Stepped back.  \n  \n\"You're playing a dangerous game,\" he churred, the amusement in his voice  \napparent as he slowly got to his feet.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Uh oh? Is the big bad dragon going to eat me instead?\" she laughed and backed  \nup a bit.  \n  \n\"Eat? No... Tickle... possibly,\" he bared his teeth and lunged, but she stepped  \nforward ducking under him and coming out under his wing and well away from his grip.  \n  \n\"You'll have to catch me first!\" and with that she bolted out the tunnel and laughed  \nthe entire way, waving the bone after her.  \n  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Rivadh and The Dragon","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/62046-part-one-meeting.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/62048-part-three-surprising.json"}}