# Part Three: Surprising

Author: The Roseblack Dragon
Tags: Action, Compassion, Dragon, Ejaculation, M/F, Non-Anthro, Plot Development, Vaginal

#3 of Rivadh and The Dragon

  
  
Lightning tore at the scarred ground as a lone figure stepped thought the Dark  
Portal. She glanced about the Blasted Lands and smiled, seeing the guards were indeed on  
the other side. Reaching back through she gestured her hand on the other side, and  
moments later, her large purple companion slinked through the portal, blinking and sneezing  
at the difference in air. The Netherdrake looked at the Female and snorted again, "This is the  
World you call Home?"  
  
Rivadh nodded, "this is only a small section of it. Hurry, let's fly to where I have in  
mind, it's much nicer there." She stepped over and Varcifon lifted a paw to help her climb up  
onto his back. He nodded and took to flight, powerful muscles bunching under her legs as  
she held on. She squinted against eh wind as the dragon under her powered along through  
the sulfurous air of the charred lands. A roar from behind them made the pair look and Rivadh  
gasped as a massive black Drake bore down on them from above.  
  
"What the?!" Varcifon roared and tucked up, gaining speed in a quick dive in an  
attempt to escape the larger drake.  
  

  "Oh, there are dragons in these lands too!" She shouted over the wind as she  
leaned down to help him gain speed.  
  
He grunted with the effort of flapping as the larger Black Drake gained on  
them, "you might have mentioned that before we started flying!"  
  
"The swamp is just ahead, if we can make it there we'll be safe! Black drakes like  
that are very territorial!" She hung on for dear life, the drake closing faster and faster...  
Despite the rushing air she could almost feel the heated breath of their pursuer on her back  
as she growled and reached back, a blast of lightning flying from her fingers. The Drake was  
closer than she had thought, but the bolt struck it square on the nose, making it roar in  
frustrated shock. Its momentum halted Varcifon darted through the gap in the trees into the  
swamp, reaching out as his talons caught the ground and he skidded to a halt, breathing  
hard and fast. After a moment the pair calmed and He looked back at her, glaring slightly, "I  
hope this World has more to offer than being chased by Dragons."  
  

  She laughed and nodded, "It does... northwest of here, there is a forest, past the  
Dark Woods and the graylands of the Deadwind Pass. That's where we're headed."  
  
Varcifon huffed and shrugged, taking flight again and squeezing himself through  
the thick canopy of the swamp's trees. The flight was short, and without any other airborne  
attacks. They got several strange looks from passing adventurers atop the trained Gryphons  
that only flew from one place to another. Rivadh smiled and nodded, "There... that waterfall  
on the left, let's land over there."  
  
With a few backswipes of his wings, Varcifon landed at the base of a small pool  
where a large waterfall cascaded down into it before it went down another short fall into the  
river below. "I will admit, this is much nicer. Not as grand as Terrokar, but still very beautiful  
country."  
  
She nodded and sloughed off her heavy gear smiling, "It is. I love these woods."  
She smiled and unclasped her leg wraps and set them aside, making the Dragon blink.  
  
"What are you doing?" he snorted in confusion as she pulled the dark purple shirt  
she wore under hear armor off.  
  

  "I'm going to bathe, what does it look like?" she laughed, pulling her other  
undergarments off, but facing away from the dragon.  
  
Varcifon grunted in shock and looked away, "I will go and look around then."  
  
She blushed and looked over her shoulder, "it's... it's fine... besides I don't want  
you getting lost or attacked." She slid into the water and smile contently, "Ahh. Varcifon,  
come and join me... the water is lovely."  
  
He blinked and peered at her curiously, reaching up to his chest and popping the  
clips on the saddle that he wore about his shoulders and forelimbs, the latches designed to  
be removable by dragon talons. He approached slowly, trying to not look at her. He stepped  
into the water and gave a grunt of surprise. The water was deceivingly warm. "Warm water?"  
  
She nodded and smiled, "Heat from the fiery mountains to the north warms the  
water in the spring before it comes up in the lake above us. Isn't it absolutely wonderful?"  
  
The dragon churred and slipped more into the small lake, the middle of it was  
deep enough to cover him, and his head was able to rest on a smooth rock just outside of  
Rivadh's reach. He nodded a little and smiled, the corners of his mouth crinkling upward.  
After a few moments he closed his eyes, the warm waters soothing his overworked muscles  
from the earlier pursuit. After a moment... or maybe it was longer, he was not sure if he  
dozed off or not; but he felt a pair of hands rubbing at his side, gently kneading his flight  
muscles as a soft little tune reached his ears. Keeping his eyes closed he churred, Rivadh  
was singing to him as rubbing his shoulders under the water. Then with a bit of a start he  
realized what her state of dress would be and he popped his head up with a grunt, looking at  
her in slight shock.  
  

  Indeed, the Shamaness was still as she had been when he entered the water,  
and she was much closer to him, her hands sliding along his hide as she looked up to him  
and giggled, "Oh, I didn't mean to wake you, I just thought with all that hurry before you  
might like this."  
  
Varcifon blinked and mused, she was looking after him? He nodded faintly and  
lowered his head back to the rock, watching her curiously as she worked at his shoulder.  
After a bit she stopped and looked at him.  
  
"You're going to have to move your wing so I can get the other one." She nodded  
and gripped the ridge of his spine, pulling herself up over him and carefully straddling his  
back, a good ways farther back than where she usually rode. He adjusted his wings and she  
leaned forward, rubbing at the other shoulder, smiling at him, "how is that?"  
  
A heavy swallow later and a nod, the dragon rumbled, his voice unable to hide the  
nervousness he felt at having her sitting on his back stark naked, "It... it feels... exquisite."  
  
She blinked and tilted her head a bit, curious as to his halting manner and nudges  
him with her heels, "why are you nervous?"  
  

  The nudge made him tense a bit as he huffed at her, "I am not used to... such  
treatment... and... you... aren't wearing anything."  
  
She paused and held herself up on his spine ridge with both hands looking at him  
with a smile, "Varcifon, what does my being dressed or not have anything to do with you  
being nervous?"  
  
He sputtered and averted his eyes, "Well, you're..."  
  
She laughed and nodded, "I'm not a dragon, and if I was I wouldn't be wearing  
anything anyway, correct?"  
  
He huffed and looked at her, "It does not matter that you are not a dragon... I  
still..." he stopped and looked away again.  
  
Rivadh blinked and scooted forward a little, "you still what?"  
  
The response from the dragon was a grumbled mess of draconic mumbles, and a  
grunt as he pushed his head against the stone, faking sleep.  
  
"Hey don't you do that! I asked a question!" she scolded and thumped his sides  
with her heels, making him jump, he jumped a bit too hard and she almost fell off, but he  
rolled the other way and pushed her a bit with his wing, keeping her above the water, but now  
the situation was much more compromising. The roll had carried Varcifon onto his back, and  
Rivadh now straddled his chest, just behind his forelegs, he bent his neck and looked at her  
with his feet in the air.  
  

  "I cannot tell you... for it would shame me." He looked at her in all seriousness.  
  
She smiled softly and reached out petting his nose, "Varcifon... I can keep a  
secret. Please... you need not fear me."  
  
The dragon churred and nosed at her hand, "I -do- fear you... but not as you  
think." He sighed and moves his large paw closer, running the soft back of his foretalon  
against her flat tummy, "You fascinate me... and in other ways I find my self... "  
  
She gasped and noticed his eyes, "Y-you are attracted to me?"  
  
Varcifon nodded faintly and looked off a bit.  
  
Rivadh's mind reeled from the revelation! She blushed and blinked and even bit her  
knuckle in thought as she contemplated the implications... then she remembered the other  
night and what she had done and found herself blushing more. She sighed and took the large  
forepaw in her hands and smiled, "Varcifon... I... I'm attracted to you as well... I love  
Mallarie... but there's just something about you that... I don't know why but it just fascinates  
me."  
  
He nodded listening, feeling she had more to say.  
  

  She did have more to say, as she sighed and licked her lips, looking away, "The  
other night... when you were asleep... I... I saw you... and I... touched you..." she blushed  
and bit her lip, "... when you were dreaming that dream you didn't want to tell me about."  
  
His shock was apparent, and he blinked, "So... you knew?"  
  
She shook her head, "I didn't know what you were dreaming about... I thought it  
was another dragon or something... I... I'd never seen that part of any male before..."  
  
He blinked, astounded by that fact and then grunted as he felt himself becoming  
aroused. He tired to shake the feeling off, thinking of other things... but the soft touch of her  
hands on his chest and paw kept his focus where it was... on her. He tried to think of  
something polite and meaningful to say, but she simply smiled and lay down on his chest,  
rubbing his neck scales and humming that tune she always hummed. The feel of her against  
his chest sent another wave of excitement through the dragon and he rumbled happily,  
churring and lightly pawing at the air in a gesture of contentment.  
  

  Rivadh smiled and watched him, giggling a little as he laid his head back and  
rumbled more, the heavy vibrations from his chest sending thrills over her as she felt the  
sensation with her entire front. She could feel the muscles of his body swishing his tail and  
the muscles of his belly tightening as she rubbed at his chest and neck. Then something  
warm nudged at her inner thigh. She blinked and paused, shifting up a bit to looks back over  
her shoulder to see what had touched her. As she moved, the wet dragon churred again and  
shifted a bit himself, and with a little gasp she slid across his underbelly a bit, that warm  
prodding at her thigh sliding right up to her center and nudging there as she went eyes-wide  
from the sensation.  
  
"Nnfff," Varcifon grunted, the different sensation of his companion's treasure  
against his length bringing another pleasurable shudder from him. Without really focusing on  
fighting his reflexes, his belly clenched again and the Shamaness slid a bit more.  
  
She gasped openly now, fingers trying to gain purchase on the water-slickened  
scaled she was pressed against. Her attempt to move back up ended up laying her flat  
against the dragon, which proved to be her undoing as his instinctive reflex, caused his  
rumbling belly to clench again, and without much to grip onto, Riva found herself in a very  
compromised state, with Varcifon's much larger excitement pressed right against her  
entrance, the pulsing throb of his heartbeat constantly teasing her senses as he shuddered  
and inadvertently pressed against her more. With a blush she shivered and whined out, "V-  
Varcifon... you... you're..."  
  

  He breathed hard, the warm sensation driving his own senses wild as he lifted his  
head and then remembered who was atop him. With a gasp he shifted his bodyweight,  
flattening out a bit more and letting the nearly-impaled woman crawl back to 'safety', "Ah...  
I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." The dragon stammered, still panting slightly from his  
excitement.  
  
Rivadh blushed and indeed pulled herself away from the would-be intruder,  
breathing heavily herself as she nodded and shivered, "It's... it's okay... just... scared me a  
little there..." she giggled nervously and rubbed her face to try and calm herself, "I've never...  
you know... with a male... so it's... kind of frightening."  
  
The dragon nodded understanding and rumbling again, "I did not mean to scare  
you... and I certainly did not mean for that to happen..."  
  
She smiled and relaxed a bit, "It's fine, I shouldn't be up here like this, really..."  
  
He laughed a bit, and as he caught his breath form the laughter, a few droplets of  
water splashed from the falls ended up in his nose... with a heavy convulsion, he sneezed.  
And the instant he had done so, he gasped for a totally different reason. The force of his  
sneeze had pulled his belly into a mighty clench that jumped the poor Shamaness down his  
scales as his back half rocked forward to help with the sneeze. The result was everything  
they had just been spooked about had come to pass.  
  

  Rivadh was beside herself. The shock of the intrusion was more than enough to  
make her dig her fingernails into the hard but pliable belly scales of the dragon who was now  
very much invading her body. The next thing that registered after the shock was the size and  
sensation, her lower body was stuffed with a wide, solid heat that both burned and soothed  
her senses, and she shuddered a bit.  
  
Varcifon gasped and looked at her, too shocked to do much else as his brain was  
still trying to register the sensations after realizing what happened, "R-Rivadh, are you all  
right?"  
  
She couldn't move... she'd tried crawling away, but something about the thing  
inside her tugged at her in a way that made her yelp from the sensation, and so moving away  
from it was impossible for her. Moving the other way was out of the question, so she did all  
she could think to do and held perfectly still, "V-Varcifon... wh-what do we do?" she was a  
little panicked, trembling and trying to hold at still as she could, thought hat warmth was  
slowly crawling up her spine, tickling at all her senses, a warm, welcoming sensation that  
calmed her slowly.  
  

  "I.. I don't know... I'm sorry, I never meant for this to... AH!" he gasped as well as  
she tried to move again. The pull against his own flesh was such that it made him clench up  
again, and his lower body pushed, eliciting a gasp from the Draenei now piked on his length.  
He shook his head, "I... I don't think you should move..."  
  
She nodded, the jab from his twitch having set spots into her vision, and she gave  
some thought that she felt like she was dealing with more of the solid heat stuffed into her  
now. "But... but what do we do? I can't stay like this... We have to do something!"  
  
The dragon nodded and tried to rein in his panting, "I know... I... I just don't want  
to hurt you..."  
  
She clenched her eyes and grit her teeth, holding in the sound her body was  
trying to make without her consent, "It... it doesn't hurt... I just... A'aru, it's so hot..." she  
gasped the last words, her jaw rebelling as her need to breathe freely won out over her  
modesty, and a soft moan escaped her throat.  
  
He grunted and swallowed a bit as she made her noises, "Y-you're sure it doesn't  
hurt? I... it feels like I might have hurt you." He nosed at the top of her head a bit and she  
looked up at him with a strange look and nodded.  
  

  "I'm ... I'm fine... I..." she blushed and shuddered, parts of her she'd hardly put to  
use clenching and relaxing as she gave the dragon's nose tip and kiss, "I think... it feels... a  
little nice." She gave a shift of her hips, biting back the gasp as she inched a little forward,  
the dragon grunting under her.  
  
"Nnggg... R-Rivadh, if you move you might..." his words were cut off as she  
suddenly relaxed her arms and back, her hips slipping back down his belly. Varcifon for his  
part nearly roared in the sensation of his maleness being treated as it was.  
  
She whined and shuddered, a twang of sensation popping against her nerves, and  
then without warning her mind dropped into a wild abyss of euphoria, accompanied and  
accented by a thunderous roar that sounded miles away...  
  
Varcifon nearly sat upright as his talons cracked one of the rocks in the lake a  
surge of... something... rushing from him as the woman atop him warbled in odd noises. As  
his senses came back to him, he panted and trembled, feeling both exhausted and  
somehow refreshed.  
  

  Rivadh lifted her head from the dragon's chest, greatly aware of the warm feeling  
in her nethers as she bit her lip and gripped one of Varcifon's forelegs, pulling herself up his  
underbelly. She gave a gasp as both of them hear an odd sound that reminded Rivadh of a  
wine bottle being opened. She suddenly felt... empty... and weak in the legs and she slipped  
off the dragon and splashed into the water below her, coming back up with a sputtered gasp.  
  
"Varcifon for his part righted himself, but as he did she swore she saw the part of  
him she'd touched sliding back into the place it came from... then she noticed the waters  
around her waist were clouding with something, and she puzzled for a bit before she saw the  
sun setting, "Oh no! The meeting!"

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