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Cyx's bindings jingled idly as he was dragged across the seemingly endless hallway. He could make out no more than the two hefty guards pulling him by his wrists. The lights illuminating the hallway went by at a steady pace, hinting that the guards were in no such hurry to put him into his new home. They would enjoy multiple beating sessions with him, even worse than the one he received just this morning. Cyx could take it no longer, he let his pain get the best of him as his vision blacked-out.

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Daybreak in the city of Aknara was one of the few things on the planet that its inhabitants looked forward to. The mix of pink and purple hues across the sky seemed to put everyone in a great mood. For its Drakonian inhabitants, Aknara was a safe-haven for all. It was the only town to be freed from human rule and oppression. It was not the most beautiful of places, but the sheer feeling of security made everyone living there think of it as paradise.

You see, ever since humans began exploring the galaxy, they have sought to control every planet that they found to be an easy target. The Drakonians grew timid as time passed. Generation after generation of peaceful community life has turned their society into non-violent and understanding race. Since the humans arrived, the once peaceful Drakonians were deemed inferior to the human populace. This mind-set of the humans often enraged the Aknaran elders who vowed that one day the Drakonian race would overcome the human oppression. Ever since, the elders trained young Drakonians deemed worthy of saving their race. It was a special occasion when a youngling was chosen to be savior, everyone in the town would gather at the birth site to witness the beginning of the next savior. At early childhood, the younglings would be trained heavily by their elders. There were only a handful of these so-called saviors in Aknara, but the two most known were born of different mothers at near the same time as when the elders of Aknara prophesized that the future well-being of the Drakonians would be in the hands of two great Draconian brothers.

Cyx and Kayenel as they were named, were inseparable. While they were not brothers as the elders prophesized, they remained as close if not closer than brothers. As younglings, both the saviors were trained by Chief council of Aknara. Maruk as he was known, was the best and brightest of the town. He possessed what seemed to be infinite knowledge of the world and everyone in Aknara praised his wisdom. His knowledge of the surrounding area and his experience in combat would prove to be the guiding light for Cyx and Kayenel to follow.

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Two bodies exploded out of the thick entanglement of brush, clasped together as if in some sort of struggle. The scaled bodies of the two boys became blurs as they rolled down the embankment. The two slowly came to a laughing halt at the base of the hill, still holding one another.

"I gotcha this time!" Cyx managed to speak in a slightly winded voice.

"Sheer luck..." Kayenel responded in an equally spent voice.

"Did you think you could pin the greatest savior of Aknara?" Cyx's cockyness was quite evident in his tone of voice. In his short moment of glory, his raised his arms high to signal his victory. Before he knew what hit him, it was he that was now pinned to the grassy ground.

"Who's the greatest now?" Kayenel could not help but giggle as he now held both of Cyx's arms outstretched. He straddled both his legs, keeping him incapacitated with his body weight.

"I've got to let you win sometimes... Its no fun if I win all the time." Cyx responded calmly, winking to his would-be attacker.

"We're gonna make one hell of a team ya know. With both of us protecting Aknara, who could possibly beat us?" Cyx added with an almost serious tone. Kayenel gazed back to him with an overly concerned look.

"You know we could never take on humans as we are... Hell, we're probably the weakest Drakonians this town has in its already weak warrior battalion." Cyx picked up the seriousness in his words and raised his head just enough to give Kayenel a friendly nuzzle.

"One day though... We'll be the greatest saviors ever." Cyx said softly.

"You bet." Kayenel ended in a firm voice.

The two Draconian boys lost themselves as they looked at one another. Overcome with emotion of the moment, Cyx stretched his head towards Kayenel, placing a supple kiss upon his draconian lips. This not being the first time, Kayenel quickly let go of Cyx's arms, laying himself down belly-to-belly with his secret lover. They have had many sexual encounters before, the first being when they were about twelve years old. Now in their early teens, the two have become quite experienced in their lovemaking.

Continuing on, Cyx and Kayenel began to let their claws stray. Each pair of arms going to the others sheath. They passionately kneaded each others already rock-hard sheaths, both their dragonhoods already halfway exposed.

"My turn this time around?" Cyx spoke in a light and sensual voice.

"Mmhmm." Kayenel responded quickly.

Cyx watched as his partner slid down his scaly body, the scale-to-scale clacking of their bodies sent him further into a state of arousal, making his dragon cock stand at full attention, waiting to be taken by his dear partner.

With a quick glance up to his lover, Kayenel grinned as he took hold of Cyx's raging hard-on. He began to stroke the charcoal colored member slowly, making Cyx clench clawfuls of grass and dirt. Kayenel extended his tongue to the other's member, teasing his tapered cock with light licks, wetting the shaft to a glossy shine. Releasing Cyx's member from his grip, Kayenel then proceeded to cup his love's wonderful orbs. He slowly rolled them around in his skilled grip making Cyx groan in ecstasy. Kayenel lowered his head, spreading his smooth Draconian lips across Cyx's cock. The one-two punch made Cyx arch his back and instinctively he thrust into Kayenel's maw as if it were a female's sex. As if responding to his lover's thrust, Kayenel himself began to idly hump the very ground they laid upon. Cyx could only watch for a moment as Kayenel bobbed up and down his dragon cock, drenching it with his saliva. Cyx slowly closed his eyes, letting his partner take him away. The combination of his rich sucking and his gentle fondling made his Climax ascend rapidly. Cyx's breathing became heavy as his orgasm was reached. Reaching down, he pulled Kayenel off his swollen cock. With a muffled roar, Cyx released rope after rope of his thick warm seed across his lover's face. Coating near all of his face scales in his cream. Snickering, Kayenel quickly started to clean the glossy cock of all its spilled contents. After the quick cleaning, Cyx pulled Kayenel back up his body. Now face to face with his messy lover, Cyx returned the favor and cleaning his Partner's face of his seed. Tender licks across his scales sent ripples of sensation down both the Drakonians' spines. Long strings of saliva and seed stretched across the two of them as Cyx finished the delicate cleaning process.

The two boys settled down, now laying beside each other, clasped in one another's arms. They began to doze off together happy in the knowledge that this was still only the beginning of their passionate love-making. Drifting off to sleep, they both had their limp members against one another's, their grins seemingly permanent as they finally became lost in their dreams.

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Cyx's wondrous sleep was halted by a sudden sharp shriek. He parted from his blissfully unaware partner as he headed back toward the town where the noise emanated. Angry roars now came from across the thick brush that separated the field from the town. Cyx was stopped dead in his tracks as the first gunshot was heard. Only to hear violent screams and roars following. He wanted to wake Kayenel, but in his daze he simply ran back to town without another moments hesitance.

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Kayenel awoke to the same distraught that had awoken his partner. He looked aside to see if he was there. No sign of him. He called out to his brother, to no avail. He headed back to town with the same speed and determination that had taken his lover. Breaking through the entanglement he was stopped by a horror that felt like a stab to the heart. His town was in ruins. Flames were consuming nearby houses. Bodies littered the ground both Drakonian, and human. Kayenel dropped to his knees as the human shuttle lifted off in the distance, Rising with it was a smaller ship which he could only think carried his brethren. There were few Drakonians on the ground, nearly all of them still in the town were fatally wounded, some even beyond recognition. Kayenel's eyes dripped with tears as he gazed upon his burning utopia. A mixture of rage and sadness took over his mind as he walked through the remains of his once brilliant Aknara. Draconian body after Drakonian body. Kayenel found no one he knew that well. He rushed over to the Chief council's home only to find it a small pile of rubble. Nearby was the body of Maruk. He was still clinging onto his last breath. Kayenel rushed over, taking the elder's body in his arms, propping up what he could. The elder tried to speak, only to cough up wads of blood. He watched as his teacher slipped away, not even able to get a last word from the once proud Draconian. Shutting Maruk's eyes, Kayenel tried to remain at his best. Mustering all the emotional strength he could. His eyes still watered for his captured and he now knew that There was more at stake. His lover, his brother, was now in the hands of the retched humans, along with nearly half of the Drakonian Townspeople. What the humans wanted with them, he could not establish, but he know knew his purpose. As he examined the carnage caused by the human invasion, Kayenel walked by a seemingly motionless human. The man reached out his arm, grasping Kayenel's leg. With a quick swoop he picked up the bleeding human, knowing he had only moments to live.

"Where are you taking my people!" He roared out.

"Ba...ck to base..." The soldier gulped. "A...t Jinam..." He finally finished. With a quick Slice to the throat, Kayenel ended the human's suffering. He wiped his blood stained talon across the soldier's clothing and picked up the rifle laying next to the limp body. Slinging the weapon over his shoulder, his began his search for a way off the planet not knowing where or how he was ever going to get to Jinam. He was driven by his love for his partner as well as the love for his people. He vowed vengeance no matter the cost.

The Savior Brothers

*Chapter: 1 *

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