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It's not that great, its only my first ^_^;;;; All I really have to say is that I thank the Star Hunter Kaa for the inspiration, and I'm sorry if I used your character in an inappropriate way without telling you. C_C If so, Chessax is legal property, and copywritten to the Anthrosaur, Kaa Haahn.

Other than that.

Enjoy. ^_^

I had always been too strong, but no one realized that. I was hated because of it. The school I attended was about strength, which was something I had, but I had too much. I was feared, shunned, and mostly avoided. Even in the largest class of the day, gym...not even one person looked at me. No one wanted to talk to me.

I was different.

I was a Rex, which was normal in itself, but my color betrayed my strength, and my nature. Black. Deep, jet black, with white tiger stripes on my back. That was only the first thing that made me strange, and hated. The second was that I could beat even the greatest of teachers that I had been persuaded to battle. No one was supposed to beat a teacher, much less have the ability to overwhelm an elder Saurian. I had all this strength, but all the recognition I received was fear, and avoidance.

No one wanted to even be friends...

I walked through the halls wishing I could just talk to someone. Every hour went by and I grew more lonely, wandering if anyone out there even cared. I kept to myself as the fingers pointed themselves and the whispers floated through the air. "He's strange." "Why is he such a weirdo?" Nothing to defend me, and no one even saying hi, or giving compliment. A simple greeting or handshake, anything to know that someone could see more for who I was, and not mock me for my immense strength. I was invisible to everyone. A ghost.

I sat in all of my classes doing my work as everyone did theirs and then stared more at me, and whispered more about me. Running my name into the ground...and...speculating about who my parents were. Some say that they were monsters, others say that I killed them. Most of them agreed that they hadn't loved me and that they abandoned me for fear of death. My parents...both were dead. I had only one sibling, and I never even knew what my parents looked like. Separated from my brother, I was given to my aunt and uncle who raised me as though I wasn't even a child, but a thing to be feared. A monster...

There was nothing good about me as far as they were concerned, so they didn't even bother trying to talk to me.

I only liked one class during the day, and it was the last hour of the day. The class was gym, and I loved it because I could show myself in there, and no one could say anything. It was just another part of the class, and I knew that that was where I belonged.

The bell rang and I found myself walking once again to the one place that I loved to be at.

Gym started off as it normally did. The instructor called all of our names and I raised my hand as I normally did when he called, "Ax?"

Yes, my name is Ax. My mother and father had an infatuation with weapons, and my older brother's name happens to be Blade.

All the other students, (who all sat a considerable distance away from me), all answered in the same manner as they had their names called. Then the instructor, who was a pterosaur, put away his papers and whatnot and gave us the lesson plan for the day. It was the end of the year, and the end of a year means exams for us. Something in me said that he was on the verge of giving the test, either today or tomorrow. The look in his eyes made it quite obvious. He took a long look at all of us, and began to speak.

"Well," he began candidly, "I did have a test scheduled for today, but the school board had a better idea for a test to get you all out of here, and so I went for it..."

He paused leaving all of us to wonder what was going to come next, and then finally he spoke, "Instead of giving you a paper test, (and a complete waste of time), we have a professional here today to rate you on how much you've learned during the year..." the pterosaur smiled, "And quite a celebrity I might add. I would like to introduce..."

This got my attention. I was a big fan of many athletes and had been wanting to meet many of them for quite a while. One, however, was the one I wanted to meet the most. He had become a star at the age of sixteen when he had gone into his first Olympic event and placed quite well, since then his career had skyrocketed to glorious. He had gotten three gold medals within the last year and a half, and was only a bit older than I was. He being nineteen, and me being sixteen. The only other Rex in the world that I adored was a champion and his name was...

"Chessax of Allorn," my eyes nearly popped out of my head as I heard the name of my idol, and I came close to falling over when I saw him walk out onto the gym floor. Everyone reacted, but no one with as much enthusiasm as I did.

He smiled that arrogant smile that he had picked up from Grexxis and waved at all of us, "Hello there," he said and laughed, "I guess I'll be your examiner today."

I bit my lip and vainly tried to hide my excitement as my tail swished back and forth under the bleachers. This was the greatest day of my life. I calmed down and allowed all of my energy to go into my smile, which kept me still thankfully. That's when I noticed something. It wasn't very perceptible at first, but as I continued looking at Chessax, I noticed that...his eyes kept reverting back me. I glanced around to see if anyone else had noticed, but no one had the same expression as I did.

He continued talking and his eyes kept taking side-glances at me the entire time, "Well, I guess it will go down like this," he said taking off his shirt to display his well-muscled upper body, though still lanky as mine was, "You all will face me in a challenge that you designate, be it an Olympic one, or just a physical one, you will challenge me, and I will grade you depending on your performance."

I couldn't abate my gasps of breath any longer. I was going to actually face my hero in a challenge of my choosing. My dream was slowly coming true, and my euphoria wasn't going down.

I watched as my hero defeated all of the students who went before me, for my last name begins with a Z. He didn't break a sweat during any of the events and he prevailed quite easily. In running, War Ball, and quite a number of the students tried to best him at Olympic events, but all were defeated, though the performance of each was stunning they were all nothing in comparison to Chessax.

My breath was coming shakily as my name was called and I stood to meet the one person I looked up to.

He smiled at me, but the smile was different than what he had given to the other students, his eyes were softer than when he had looked at other students. He winked at me as I stood in front of him, and I felt my face grow warm as I blushed.

"I've heard a great deal about you Ax," he said, and then in a tone that could only be heard by me, he said, "I like how you walk."

I could only look at him in wonder as I stuttered, "Thank you."

"So," he said, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, "What would you like to challenge me in?"

I smiled, and palmed him in his ribs, uppercut him under the chin, and flipped him over my shoulders, he landed on his feet, "Fight me," I said with a determined smile.

His smile mirrored mine as he settled into a fighting stance, "You have to be interesting to have that much guts."

I merely stood up straight, waiting for his first move.

He stared at me, and I could feel his eyes on my body, and I heard his voice in that same undertone, "I like your style."

A grin played across my face and he came towards me. He punched at my abs, a basic first, and I dodged it with a simple sidestep. Then he flailed his leg out and tried to trip me. Easily I hopped over it, letting my tail flail and hit him in the face as both of us spun around. He bent over into a handspring and landed in a crouch rubbing his face, still smiling at me. I landed in my most comfortable fighting stance.

"Good form," he taunted, "But how's your technique?"

"Wanna find out?" I asked motioning for him to come.

"Gladly," he said and ran at me.

I met his strike with a block, and backhanded his second punch. We swerved and blocked, and circled, and ducked as the hand-to-hand ensued and we lost ourselves in that constant motion. My eyes boring into his, and his looking interested into mine. I ducked under one of his well-placed punches and shoved my palm into his abdomen, making him bend over, I then grabbed his head over my shoulders, rolled forward and tossed him into the nearest wall. I stood from my roll to find that he wasn't where I had thrown him. He was behind me.

I smiled and disappeared.

Chessax stood there for a moment and looked around confused, "Where are you?"

"Right here," I said from behind him, my hand right next to his neck.

He sighed, and said in that tone that only I could hear, "You're more amazing than I thought you would be."

He turned around and as a public display of defeat he shook my hand, "I declare you the winner," he said aloud, "Good job."

The class clapped as my euphoria drowned out everything... He... Chessax...my idol... He had accepted my strength as a good thing.

As I headed to grab my bag I heard Chessax' voice in my ear, "Meet me in the locker room after everyone's gone, there is something I would like to say to you."

I looked back at him, and all he did was smile as I walked to the locker room. Everyone dressed hurriedly in expectation for the summer that was to come, I on the other hand was just getting out of my first sock when everyone had already left. I could hear footsteps as Chessax walked into the locker room. I stood from the bench to meet him.

"Chessax, I..." I started but he cut me off.

"Don't say anything," he said, and I could see this oddly soft look in his eyes, "I just want to see you."

I backed away, "Um... Ok."

I stared in awe as my idol walked around me and inspected me, he stopped when he was in front of me and began walking towards me as I backed away. I felt my back hit the wall, and I somehow knew that I was trapped. He leaned his arms on the wall as he leaned towards me, pinning me to the wall with his eyes.

"You are very beautiful," he said in a soft tone, "I like your body, your eyes, your attitude, everything about you interests me."

My voice was hard to find as I stared into his hypnotic eyes, "Chessax...I...thanks..."

"Shhh," he said, "Don't get worked up, I'm just complimenting the truth."

I looked away, feeling ashamed, "Chessax...no..." I said, "No, you can't, I'm just a freak who's too strong for his own good."

"No one should be told that," he said coming closer, and I pressed the wall helplessly as my tears began to swell, "Shhh," he whispered again, "You're beautiful."

I began to shiver, "No...I'm just...a freak. You are so much better than I will ever be, and I can't even begin to tell you how much I've adored you."

"I know," he said softly as his muzzle nearly brushed mine, "I've been watching you for quite a while...and I must say..."

"What?" I asked, "What could you possibly say about me?"

"I fallen in love with everything you are," he said in a comforting tone, "I wouldn't lie."

"Love?" I said coming to my senses, "But...we're both...you know."

"And should that matter?" he asked, and suddenly I wasn't sure, "Does that mean you don't return my affections, Ax?"

My mind raced and nearly shorted out, but I knew one thing, "I...I guess...I do, but I don't know anything about you...I..."

I gasped as he covered me with a reassuring embrace, "I care for you. I will protect you, Ax. You are always safe with me."

I couldn't speak. This...this feeling I now experienced. The comfort of his arms and his embrace, his body covering mine in a reassurance that I can only call tranquility. My mind lost itself in this comfort and my entire face plunged into a blush that warmed my entire body. I reached up and clutched his body as I began to shake.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked pitifully, "What do you want from me? Why?"

Tears escaped me and ran down my cheeks.

"Because," Chessax answered me, "I love you. I've heard great things about you. You are a very beautiful person to me, Ax, and I would be enthralled if you would accept that from me, if you would accept my feelings, my protection, my love," he lowered himself a bit to look me in the eyes, "If you would return that to me...that is all I want. I don't think anyone else in this world would make me as happy as you would, and that's what I want. For you and me to be happy."

"Chessax..." I said hesitantly, "I don't even know you, and...you...and I...we're both..."

"That doesn't matter now," he said and stroked my cheek with the back of his hand, "Nothing matters now."

And in that moment, I believed him. He came forward and I felt his lips slip into mine as he opened my mouth for a soft and passionate kiss. Had I been a normal person I probably would have resisted, but when his mouth touched mine I melted and fell against him, and, had he not caught me, I would have fallen to the floor.

"Can you wait just a bit longer, Ax?" he asked, and a whimper escaped me, "It'll be ok... I promise, I'll be back to see you."

"Please..." I implored, clutching to him, "No..." more tears fell, "I can't... I need you..."

"Shhh," he reassured me, "I will be back, my love..."

"Don't leave me, Chessax..." I insisted, "Don't leave me in the dark..."

He pressed himself against me once more, and that sensation of raining comfort filled my body again.

"Ax..." just hearing him say my name was a heaven of comfort, "I will be back, just right now things are complicated, and I can't risk being with you right away... Neither of us can risk that..."

I nodded and embraced him once more.

"I will be back, love..."

"Mhmm..." I said, not wanting to open my mouth for fear of sobbing.

He bent down to me again and kissed me softly, "I know you can wait...because you are strong."

"I can..." I answered.

He smiled, and promised once more, "I will be back for you..."

* * *

I walked home after that, as I did every other day... Something had changed though. The cracks in the sidewalk were less noticeable than they were before, and the grayness that the world used to be to me was suddenly lighter. Everything had a new shine about it that I could only contribute to Chessax.

It had only been an hour since I had seen him, but I couldn't leave the thought of him alone. The way he had talked to me, looked at me with that comforting stare. His motions so tender, so reassuring, like nothing I had ever felt before. No one had ever treated me like Chessax had.

All my life I had been the only person that I cared about. My older brother was the only other person that I cared about other than Chessax and myself. Everyone else was just a liability to that. I wanted Chessax back so badly... I just wanted to see his smiling face again. With the crookedness that his teeth stuck out at, and everything.

I felt myself blush as I smiled, and continued walking until I reached the edge of town where I lived with my aunt and uncle. They were old Rexes that had nothing better to do with their time except random arts and crafts activities and the occasional outing in which they did spontaneous recreations in which I never took part in. One of the many reasons that they didn't talk to me much. At all, is what I should really say...

I jumped onto the roof and crept into my window on the second floor, as was my fashion for entering and exiting the house. My room was simple, and had nothing more than a bed, a stereo, and a few posters on the walls. The ones most prominent, however, were of Chessax, and suddenly I thanked my adoration of him for supplying me pictures of him while he was gone. Above my bed was the one I loved the most, so I lay down for a second to look at it. I missed him so much, and I felt pathetic that I had just seen him an hour or two earlier. I just wanted to see him smile again...

A grin, that not even I could stop, played across my face as I thought about the way he looked at me when he had first seen me sitting in the bleachers. His glances that attracted my attention, and then I thought of how he had been so tender and compassionate in the locker room. A bulge conveyed from my pants, and I chuckled. There was no doubting that he was attractive, but his actions were what got me. The way he had been...so soft, but there was still a sharp side that I could sense in him. A very daring, and arrogant one. My face began to flush, but I ignored myself, and went down the stairs to get something to eat.

My aunt and uncle were watching television in the living room, and their TV dinners were before them. I let my nose curl into a look of disgust. Though I ate them frequently, I hated the things, because I ate them so much I guess. They heard me come down the stairs, because in the next moment I heard them attempt a conversation with me.

"Home early today, Ax?" asked my uncle.

"Yes," I answered briefly as I walked into the kitchen, which was just one wall of cupboards, a stove, and a microwave behind an island of a counter that we called a bar.

"Nothing planned?" he asked, referring to my innate nature to sporadically plan to go to people's houses, and parties and things of that nature.

"Not especially," I answered looking into the fridge, we had two sodas left, "Why?"

"It's funny how convenient the world is today," said my uncle as he gurgled happily, and coughed a bit, "We get to be rid of you for good, and your parents will finally rest in pieces the limey bastards."

I grabbed one of the soda cans to keep myself from rushing towards my uncle and beating him senseless with my own strength, "What do you mean?" I asked as I opened the can to take a drink.

"Someone has adopted you anonymously," said my aunt, "you'll move tomorrow."

"Who would want me besides you two?" I asked sarcastically.

"Someone who can tolerate a teen as fucked up as you are," she said without a hint of jest.

The fist I had that wasn't holding the soda can clenched around itself, but I kept my cool, "Did you get a phone number?" I asked.

"Yeah, it's on the fridge."

With a mounting excitement, I picked up the phone and dialed the number. It rang about six times. I heard the receiver click as the person picked up the phone.

"Hello, love."

My mouth dropped as I heard Chessax's voice. Apprehension began to peak in my mind, I peered into the living room to see my aunt and uncle still staring blankly at the TV. I walked slowly across the carpet, and waited at the foot of the stairs for a moment to see if they had yet to notice me. I was about to leap up the stairs, but my uncle shouted at me from across the room, and I set down the phone to walk back into the living room.

"Yes?" I asked, poking my head out from the hall.

My uncle stood before me, overweight, and wrinkled with his green scales flaking, "I'm giving you permission to attend the party being held by one of your friends. You may go in promises that you will stay out the entire night," He said, and my happiness was building, "I don't want to see you here when I wake up in the morning. It's a costume party, so find something to wear."

With a shooing gesture of his hand, he took his leave of me and I sprinted back to the stairs, picked up the cordless, and flew up the stairs, landing on my bed as it bounced a couple of times before I came to a complete rest.

My breath came shakily as I answered him, "Chessax?"

I could hear the smile in his voice, "Hello, love."

My sigh was loud and obvious, "Oh, I'm so glad to hear from you. I miss you."

"I miss you too," he answered, and asked, "Are you excited?"

"What should I be excited about?" I picked up a piece of string and began to curl I in my fingers.

"I'm adopting you, love," he said, and my mouth dropped open wide, "You get to move into a house that I bought especially for you, that way you can live your life normally and I can come and see you at night."

I rolled over and clutched the sheets to my chest, "Chessax..." my voice began to break, and I felt my emotions heaving in my chest, "I... I don't know what to say."

"Say that you'll move-in and be with me," he answered, "I want you so badly right now..."

I small groan escaped my throat, "It hurts..."

"Shhh," he said soothingly, "Soon, love... Soon..."

"I was invited to a costume party tonight," I said changing the subject, "but I don't have a costume so I'll probably be the only stupid person there without something to wear."

"I don't know about all that," his voice took on a sly tone.

I tilted my head, and my eyebrows came together, "What do you mean by that?"

"Go look in your closet love..."

Still holding the phone up to my ear, I hopped off the bed and ventured into my closet. I knew that it was still a mess, though I had just recently cleaned the thing. My normal assemblage of jeans and T-shirts hung in the cluttered hanging space, and I didn't see anything.

"I don't see what it is you're talking about, Chessax," I felt like I was missing something big.

"Check in the back..."

I pushed all of my other clothes aside and saw what he had wanted me to obviously see. I perfect colonial outfit, perfectly in tact, hung from one of my hangers. The vest was my favorite color of midnight blue, and everything that came with it matched that color. The greaves looked to be of both satin and cotton, and, to add to the costume's authenticity, an entire undershirt came with it. There was a lace collar that puffed out at the throat, and the ends of the sleeves of the undershirt were just as ornate. The overcoat was stunning, and everything about the outfit seemed to shimmer with grace that I had yet to gain. Without noticing it, a gasp escaped my mouth.

"Did you see it?" asked Chessax, and I hardly heard him.

"Yes," I answered, "It's... It's..."

"Yes?" he asked, expectantly.

"Wonderful..." I finished, not sure of what to say. No one in my entire life had been this kind to me, but Chessax... He had been like a beacon in the dark and given me everything I had ever wanted, his happiness became the will that drove me and woke me up in the morning, and the comfort that he afforded to me was all I had ever wanted in my entire life.

"I'm glad you like it," his voice sounded bashful, "I can't wait to see you in it."

"You threw the costume party?" I asked, and my world became a height of elation that's still hard for me to describe.

"Aw," he seemed disappointed, "I wanted it to be a surprise."

"Chessax," I said, beginning to get worried, "We can't just got out in the open already can we?"

"Who said anything about that, love?" he then explained, "I just wanted to introduce you to some of my closest colleagues, and a few of their friends, they've been dying to meet you."

I bit my lip in embarrassment, "Chessax... I... I don't know..."

"Don't be so shy," he said, and chuckled a little bit, "I've been telling them about you for quite a while now, and they really want to meet you. They can be trusted, and they are the only ones who'll know, and no one dangerous will be there."

"Dangerous?" I asked, getting worried once more, "What do you mean?"

"Just to warn you, Ax," his voice took on a serious tone, "there are some people who are very jealous that I got to you first. Many other athletes and famous saurians have been watching for a while, but I've been watching you for the longest. I know more about you, and that is how you will know that I am true. Ax..."

I sighed, "Don't lie to me, Chessax, I believe you."

"I would never lie to you," he said in a very convicted tone, "I am completely in love with you, and there are many saurians out there who just want to have you like a trophy on a wall, so that people will say look at what I have. Look at me because I own something priceless and attractive. I know, Ax, because the same happened to me."

"What do you mean?" I asked, and he was silent for a moment.

He then said the strangest thing to me, "That's why I want to hide you from the world when the party's over, so that no one will ever see you and try to take you and throw you into the spotlight like that. It's degrading, and cruel to the person in the light, but the one holding the leash doesn't understand that, and continues to choke you until you become nothing but a smile, and publicity... I don't want that to happen to you, Ax..."

"Chessax..." I couldn't say much, his words had touched a chord close to my heart, and I was feeling emotional again.

"Yes, love, anything?" he answered, so attune to me, so caring and tender...

"I love you, Chessax..." I said, and my emotions finally came forth, and I sobbed as quietly as I could.

"Shhh, love," he said softly, "I love you too..."

I guess is should get ready for the party, then..." I hiccupped, "I just don't want to hang up..."

"Trust me, love," the comfort in his voice had only strengthened as the goodbyes came, "Neither do I..."

"Well," I said, unsure of what to say, "Until the party..."

"Until the party..." he agreed.

"Bye."

"Goodbye, love..." I heard his end click, and I hung up, letting the phone fall from my face and onto my bed as I fell next to it. Wishing... Waiting... Wanting...

* * *

It seemed to take me forever to get off my bed after he got off the phone, but eventually I pulled myself off the bed and threw my shirt off. The cloth landed in my dirty-clothes basket, and following it were my jeans. I stood before the mirror on my closet door, viewing my muscles and facial expressions in it. I was sometimes vain, but, luckily, it wasn't the death of me. I held my arms lazily above my head and let my hands fall behind my neck, lowering the rest of my arms along with them, watching the rest of my body react. I smiled and it seemed a lot shier than the other smiles I had seen in that mirror. I had always been submissive I guess, but I had never really thought about it before today. Chessax had, obviously, changed a lot of the features that I looked at on myself. I blushed when I thought of his name, and my reflection smiled timidly.

Just as my reflection was following me towards the edge of the mirror, I pulled of my boxers and threw them into the dirty laundry as well, getting fully nude in the protection of my room. I scratched myself a little bit, and let my endowments hang freely as I picked up the nearest towel and wrapped it around my waist. The cold air of the house made me shiver, and quickened my pace as I walked into the bathroom. I threw the towel on the rack, absentmindedly, and turned the "hot" spout half way, and the "cold" just a little bit. The water was perfect, as I always set it for myself.

I allowed the water to flow freely over my body as I leaned against the wall and watched the spout. It seemed like everything I had ever wanted had just fallen into my lap, and it all seemed too good to be true. Ecstasy, would have been the only word to describe this high that I had suddenly gained. Everything was going wonderfully, and all I had to do was move out of my aunt and uncle's house. I smiled at the tendrils of water that shot out of the spout above me. I was amazed at how much a person's life could change with just a few minutes worth of tender actions.

After I had washed myself down pretty well, I hopped out of the shower and sprinted across the hall to my room. I had dried myself down by the time I stepped through my door, and I immediately grabbed the costume that Chessax had given to me. Slowly, I pulled it on, making sure that it fit me right, and that I put it on correctly, and without flaw. I wanted to look my absolute best tonight, just for Chessax. I breathed deeply with nervousness and looked at myself in the mirror.

For the first time in my life, I felt stunning. I had never felt that before, because thought my appearance was horrible, and scared people, but in that moment... I felt good about how I looked. The costume fit me so that the contours of my muscles could be seen, but it was loose enough to keep me from looking like I was trying to show myself off. I loved the overcoat, and for a moment I was nervous that it wouldn't cover my groin, but, luckily, both the shirt and the overcoat did just that. I smiled and laughed nervously.

So much was happening that barely had time to stop and think about it... But as my older brother had once said: "Life isn't about thinking, its about living..."

I walked down the stairs, and without so much as a "goodbye" to my aunt and uncle I went straight out the front door. The evening was mild against my scales, and the tight part of my clothing, but other than that, it was a perfect night. The orange glow of streetlights made me smile, and many picturesque movie moments fluttered through my mind. Glowing, stunning, each one with its own amount of emotion.

The house was well secluded in a patch of woods down a long driveway that traveled through a tunnel of trees that grew green, healthy, and high. I smiled lightly as the huge house came into view. It seemed homey, though its size betrayed loneliness and emptiness. I didn't care. It could have been a cottage with no electricity, and I still would have lived in it, if it only meant that Chessax would be there to see me.

My smile be came modest as I continued towards the house.

* * *

I opened the door after knocking about ten times, because no one answered. The decorations were all beautiful and done, once again, in my favorite color of midnight blue that matched my outfit. I walked up the grand staircase in front of me and found my way into a room that seemed to be mine. It was the master room of the house, as I could tell by its size and inclusion of a bathroom. I was admiring it thoughtfully, thinking that I never would have been in a house like this if I had stayed by myself. My smile ran rampant on my face, and I started to giggle, and soon it became a laugh of utter elation, and I leaped onto the bed, turning somersaults and spinning in the air with joy that I had never felt before.

I dismounted my bed and held my hands in the air like a gymnast, a giant smile on my face. I laughed for a long while as I stood there my hands raised towards the roof, and I began to spin around. My spin slowed and I was letting my arms down as I turned to go out the door. Suddenly, I was knocked backwards onto the bed by a strong force, my wrists held down by a pair of strong hands, and the rest of me held down by my attacker's body. I screamed as I fell onto the bed, and then began to struggle, but I couldn't break free. My wrists were pinned above my head, giving me no way to protect my chest or any of the rest of my restrained body.

I squeezed my eyes shut, and cringed against the bed as I felt my attacker's breath become closer to my face. I bit my lip and waited for the worst. In the next moment, I felt a kiss on my cheek, and heard a small chuckle.

My attacker whispered in my ear, "Having fun, love?"

I gasped and my eyes opened widely with shock, as I looked into the face of, "Chessax!?!?!"

He smiled at my expression, "Surprised?"

I blushed as he looked down at me, and I noticed he was dressed in a matching colonial outfit with me. I smiled modestly, and looked away from him, and I felt my face redden as the moments passed.

Chessax smiled at me, and bent down to use his snout to get me to look at him, "Why so shy?"

Before I could answer, his lips parted mine and we kissed, deeply. His hot and steaming breath filling my mouth as he breathed in mine. He broke the kiss and both of us were breathing deeply. I was lost in the buzzing sensation that had entered my head, but suddenly I felt his hand leave my wrist. He reached down, and his fingers slid under my shirt, touching the scales that he could find exposed, and then I felt his entire hand slide towards my chest...

"Wait..." I said, and sat up, sidling away from him, huffing and puffing as the buzz still hadn't died, "What about the party? Isn't it supposed to start soon?"

He crawled seductively towards me, "It's three hours away, love..."

"Well..." I was trying to make an excuse, I didn't want to just let him have me, something inside me made me want to play hard-to-get, "Let me take a shower..." I said.

He smiled that charmingly, witty smile at me again and sat on the edge of the bed, "Alright," he answered with a hint of playfulness in his voice, "If you really want to..."

I bowed curtly to him and walked to the bathroom as I took off my over coat, my vest, and my greaves, until all I had on was my undershirt. The undershirt came off just as I reached the bathroom door, and I threw it at him, and he caught it with a very playful laugh.

I turned on the shower so that it made the bathroom steam, and I got in to "clean" myself off. I waited a few minutes, but Chessax hadn't shown up, and I was starting to worry. I continued to stay in the stall, and still, after almost a full time of showering had passed, Chessax hadn't shown up. I suddenly felt bad for not playing along with him and allowing his hands to caress me as he wanted. I leaned against the wall, and put my hands up, feeling that I had ruined things when I heard a voice behind me.

"I'm not annoyed with you," I heard Chessax's voice, "I was just being playful... I'm sorry..."

I walked over to him quickly, and buried my face in his chest. The water running over both or our bare bodies, making both of us shine with as the light above shined down on us. He wrapped his arms around me and rocked back and forth.

"Don't worry about it so much, love," he whispered soothingly, "I'm not going to leave you alone..."

I pulled my arms up to my chest and cuddled myself against him as he held me in his embrace of protection.

"Come on..." he said, and turned off the water, "You didn't really need another shower anyway..."

He let go of me and walked out of the bathroom without even putting anything over him. I found myself gawking at his legs, and the swishing of his tail as he walked out of the bathroom. He stopped at the door and smiled again.

"Are you coming, or are you gonna check me out all night?" he smiled arrogantly.

I blushed, and let out a small laugh, but stayed in the mist, keeping him from really seeing me. He walked back to me and leaned on me, his bare scales rubbing sensually on mine.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his cheek leaning on mine.

"I'm..." I started to stutter a bit, "I-I'm...just...s-shy...that's all..."

He kissed me on the cheek again, "You are beautiful to me, don't worry about it..." his smile convinced me.

Holding his hand tightly, he led me with the greatest measure of grandiose manners that I have ever seen to the bed. I stared at his body and began to feel frail in comparison, as I stared at his endowments, mine seemed insignificant. That was all dashed away, however, when I looked up and saw that Chessax was staring at me too. He let go of my hand, and I lay down on the bed, curling into a ball because I was still nervous about being so exposed in front of him.

He sat down luxuriously next to me, and stared at me as he left his body wide and open, "You're so cute when you're shy."

He put a hand on my shoulder and all my muscles relaxed, and I rolled over to meet him. And so we lay there, kissing in between moans and breaths, and touching each other wherever our hands could reach, exploring everything about each other that we could feel. After a moment or two, I felt his fingers start to clutch my buttocks, searching for my tail hole. I gasped and tried to pull away, but he held me, and stopped his hands.

"What's the matter?" he asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

"No...it's just..." I looked down at our erect selves, and then back at him, "I've never...um...I'm..." I felt embarrassed to say it.

"Virgin," he finished for me, and pulled me closer, using my buttocks as a handle to do it, so I obeyed rather willingly, "I know Ax," he kissed my chest near my shoulder, "I know you are..."

"I've never been touched like this..." I said and looked away from him, feeling my face redden as I did so.

Chessax put a finger under my chin and I followed it's command to look at him, "I'll be gentle with you..." his voice was sheer comfort, and his lips were honey as he kissed me to reassure me.

"I'm..." I bit my lip, and sighed as his fingers searched farther, "I'm nervous..."

"Just relax..." he said, and began massaging my neck with his other hand, "The tenser you are..." he finally reached my tail hole and I felt his finger slide in, I gasped loudly, "the more painful it'll be..."

My face flushed completely, as he moved his finger in a slow rhythmic motion. I felt my body convulse, and I seemed to hunch over on myself as I moved with his rhythm. I breathed deeply as I was overcome with this feeling that had never been known to me. With the one action of putting his finger where it was, he had caused the rest of my body's sense of touch to heighten by millions of degrees, and everything felt like a fire of ecstasy, no matter where it touched me. The center of that fire resided in the one place where my sense of feel was sensitive already, between my legs. Every time the sheets, or anything even grazed my shaft, I moaned aloud, and clutched at Chessax desperately.

He moved towards me and I felt his front cover mine with an intense need. Chessax quit with his motion and wrapped his arms tightly around me. His lips met mine in an explosion of compassion and want, and our mixed breaths filled each other's mouths heavily. I yelped a bit as Chessax flipped both of us, and my back hit the bed. He lifted his upper body off of me, and we shared an intense look. His smile caught me off guard, and I cringed back into the covers with embarrassment.

"What?" I asked, and smiled shyly.

"I've been waiting for so long to show you how much I love you..." Chessax put his hand on my stomach and began moving it downwards making me shiver at his touch, "Such a moment should be cherished..."

His fingers wrapped around my shaft and I gasped as he stroked it tenderly. His hand was precise and it was like he knew what I wanted as I moved against his strokes, thrusting my hips into his hand. Every once in a while he'd stop and tickle the head of my shaft, making me bite my lips, trying to hold in my lust as he took control of my body with a single stroking motion. His stroking slowed as he bent to kiss me, and I returned with want and need.

His face was mere inches from mine as his eyes bored into mine, "Are you ready for me?"

I gasped a few more times in his grip, and pulled him closer by his neck, as I whispered, "Yes..."

I felt him thrust, and my entire world exploded with lust. I screamed, loudly, in a mix of pain and pleasure that crossed the line of everything I had ever felt in my entire life. I felt his throbbing member inside my body, Chessax was big, and knew how to use it. I arched my back and felt him bend down to kiss my stomach as it raised off the bed. Feeling gushed through my body, and I moaned every time he retreated, clutching for him to return as he filled my body with himself, filling me with the need that I had so desperately wanted.

He thrust his member slowly at first, but his motions began to quicken as his want consumed his gentleness. I lay there feeling his huge cock plunge into my guts and rubbing me in places that I never knew existed on my body. Without knowing it, I started moving against him. I liked this, I realized, this is what I had wanted for so long. Just a touch from someone who loved me.

"Are you..." he grunted mid-sentence, "ok?"

"I like this," I sighed lustfully, and scratched his back with my claws as he pushed himself all the way in, "I can feel you in me..." I gasped once more as he twisted his hips sharply, "It feels so good..."

He moaned through a breath, "You're so tight...and hot...you feel so good, Ax..."

At this he began to outright fuck me. His motions became absolutely rough as he plundered his cock deeper into my tail hole. I screamed and pulled him closer, his motions only quickening as I gyrated and undulated underneath him.

"Oh...Chessax..." I said through moans, "Touch me...please..."

He didn't answer, but I felt his claws run down my chest as he reached for my rigid member and began to pull at it for everything he was worth. Everything I had been feeling up until then became a thousand times more pleasurable as his hand stroked my throbbing shaft and he plunged himself deeper and deeper into my tail hole. I grunted and groaned openly as he took me, all of me, pushing everything he had into my body. I shivered as he dove deeper.

Suddenly he slowed, and his thrusts became soft.

"What are you doing?" I asked, lost in the buzzing of my lust.

"Teasing you..." he said, and breathed deeply as he held himself back, "Now ask for it..."

"Chessax..." I whimpered, and my face twisted into intense need.

"Tell me what you want..." he said, and his thrusting became excruciatingly slow.

"Please..." I begged.

"Yes..." he began to quicken a little.

"Finish..." I couldn't say anymore, my body could only take so much.

Suddenly, he thrust all of himself into me and I felt his front touch my butt as he buried his cock up to the hilt into my body. I screamed once more and raked my claws down his front. His hand pulled my cock madly, and I lost myself in the ocean of lust that I now drowned in. His fucking became all that I could feel as his hand stroked my shaft roughly. I arched my back as everything I was holding back began to bubble to the surface. My shaft throbbed once, twice, and my body exploded with ecstasy as my seed shot out of my cock by Chessax command. It some of the hot liquid landed on my face, and the rest pooled on my stomach. My anus came down on Chessax's cock like a vice, and I felt his member throb as mine had, and suddenly his cum blasted into my guts and I gasped at how hot it was. He moaned loudly as his load pumped into my tail hole, and he looked up and arched his back as his orgasm consumed him with a feeling of triumph and power.

We lay there holding each other and breathing deeply as our afterglows kept us breathless...

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To be continued...