At dinner with dragons, ACT II
The second act of this short tale
AT DINNER WITH DRAGONS
ACT 2
A gay vore fantasy
A butt-naked Rael sat down on the soft leaves to wear the pants and the boots he removed, with the dragon he just had sex with standing by as he busied himself. Many rushing thoughts entered and exited the thresholds of his mind--surprisingly none were too pressed by his impending death. Getting up to fasten his best around his waist, Rael smiled thinking about becoming acquainted with those dragons living right outside the magical barrier protecting the village he came from.
It was all rather oddly exciting; he accepted that he was going to be their dinner, yet every fiber in him was looking forwards to enjoying all of the time left to him. He found it funny how the people at the village never thought about death--almost as if being industrious was their way to forget about the end, and through action protract the results of their work in the existence of future beings.
But Rael had already chosen that he wasn't going to add to the history of his village, rather his act was one of self-indulgence. Crossing the magical barrier of no return was his way of proclaiming independence, satisfy his desire to explore individuality beyond the use it has to others by reserving it to oneself--no one would ever know what it was like that night, it was something unique.
Rael turned around, having to look up to face the red dragon. "I'm almost ready to go, so how far is it?" he asked.
The dragon moved his neck to bring his head up and back a little. "We live in tunnels nearby. An hour's walk, it's this way."
Rael watched the dragon move away and start walking up the forest. He was puzzled when considering how by moving off like that the red dragon seemed to be giving him a chance to run away.
After about five seconds the dragon was already quite far, yet having to look back or stop to check on Rael's progress.
Rael decided to challenge him by saying, "I will be killed by going alone in these forests."
The dragon stopped and turned around while Rael fitted his backpack. "You will die in any case," he said. "There are tribes of Orcs, Goblins, Dogmen and Saurians contending these woods. Demons appear at night to tear wanderers like you apart. If you like to, you can leave me now and go and be their dinner instead--especially if you keep going where you were headed."
Rael gulped, "How kind. I take your word for it, what may I call you."
"I am not going to tell you."
Careless about finding death right then or hours later Rael walked right up to the red dragon. "Well my name is Rael. Perhaps knowing my name will change your mind about killing me."
"Not in the slightest," said the dragon and smirked. "Actually it makes me want to go on ahead and taste you."
Rael shrugged and started walking ahead of the dragon. "And why do you have to, really. Don't you feel any kind of regret about killing someone as intelligent and friendly as yourself?"
"Are you trying to flatter me?" asked the dragon, walking by Rael's side. "I'm way more intelligent than you, _two-legs"--_he suddenly stopped--"when I was hunting before I had to choose between you and the herbivores you were looking at. I was curious about you, that's why I chose you. I know where you come from and I don't like how your people are isolated, but you're an odd one: I just gave you a chance to run but you didn't take it."
"Running away would just give you an excuse to do something you haven't done so far."
The dragon laughed maliciously. "You're wrong: I feel like doing it to you right now."
"Then do it," replied Rael, touching and resting his weight on the dragon's shoulder. Instead of being taken to the ground and finished Rael looked up at the dragon as it stepped back from him. That imposing being certainly knew how to be frightening--but Rael was sure there was a part in it that just couldn't take his life.
"You're either crazy or you truly know how to handle your fear," said the dragon, looking away from Rael for a moment. "Now, if you insist on coming over for dinner you better follow me and not ask me any more questions."
Having listened carefully Rael looked the dragon in the eyes before producing a nod. He followed him out of the forest and over the ridge where he could see a round opening from a distance. The more he got closer the more he felt emptied inside, as if he had already been eviscerated: having charmed that dragon didn't preclude being eaten alive at a certain time in the future. He thought that if he could prove himself smart and kind to other dragons perhaps he could conquer their hearts, learn more from them about the world as he wished to do--it was his only chance.
On the red dragon's request Rael didn't ask him any questions, keeping it to himself he was both scared and saddened by having to leave the world so soon right when it was starting to get so exciting. They were less than a minute's walk from the entrance and the afternoon sun still shined and warmed the white rocks settled over the mountainside when Rael said, "Can I just ask you to be gentle with me?"
The dragon didn't stop nor turned around; not that he had to to tell that Rael never left the proximity of his tail, "You belong to me--I won't have anyone else harm you, if I don't want to."
"Why do you have to be so cruel? You weren't to me when we had sex," he stated.
The dragon felt implied to stop and turn around to look at Rael with severity. "I only wanted to keep you for later," he said.
"How can you talk the language of my people?" asked Rael, only surprising the dragon a little.
"You don't know the legends? Even Dogmen know them."
"My people don't like to talk about what lies outside of the magical barrier," affirmed Rael. "I understand how you can resent me for belonging to them."
"At one time all the creatures were created together and they were given the same language. After the creatures revealed their true natures they fought each other to shape the world as we know it--so is told, two-legs."
"And what is the nature of dragons?" asked Rael by the deserted entrance to the cave complex.
The dragon smiled at Rael before resuming on his way. "We are the supreme creature. Your race is to blame for casting us into the chaos in which we live today."
"I was prevented from knowing about it."
"I realize you only left your people because you wanted to know, and I'm surprised to what depth. You aren't responsible, I can't take back from you what was taken from us, not even by sharing you. I am starting to change my mind about you--that's why I'll tell you the truth. If you made any false move or panicked I would have eaten you and never told anyone about it. But since you're so curious let's move into the tunnel so I can introduce you to some of my people."
Rael clapped his hands before he shook them together in excitement: things were ready to deteriorate fast and the dragon accompanying him had not said a thing about the fact he was still carrying his spells, sword and shield! Rael imagined that the dragon wanted him to have a chance at defending himself in any case, which was all to his liking.
Probably hearing the conversation that was taking place outside of the entrance another red dragon appeared over the mountainside on the path ahead of Rael. Rael moved up only to take a better look, while the male dragon ahead of him moved over to greet this new one.
"Ganutash, who is it you are speaking to?" asked a deep female voice. She didn't have to wait for Ganutash's reply to find out by herself, moving over to the mountainside so spotting Rael waiting behind only to cross her gaze with his.
He could tell a lot just from her looks, and she sure was expressing both marvel and uncertainty before him. Rael watched her approach him, not moving from the spot.
She did not say another thing while hopping over the rocks to come to stand right before Rael; Ganutash was right behind her and before she did anything else he said, "I caught him in the forest."
"Why didn't you eat him?"
"Don't you see? He's standing right before you, he isn't afraid," commented Ganutash.
"I can understand what you're saying, my name is Rael."
"Well hello," said the dragoness. "My name is Phenea. We shouldn't be out here in the open, follow me."
They all moved inside the cave that didn't seem natural to Rael. There were very few magical lamps casting their light on the smooth hallway, all the way down to a chamber where a large door was sided by two towers rising all the way to the ceiling. There was a lower stone barrier ahead of the portal, and in between there were carpets and large pillows.
Phenea stopped before the doors and turned to face Rael behind her.
While Rael previously had his was back clear for a retreat, going down the tunnel he admittedly was a little fearful about Ganutash threading behind him.
The red dragoness had yellow snake eyes and more curved lines compared to the male, her legs muscular and her looks rapacious. She was both beautiful and terrifying, with slightly straighter and shorter horns than those of Ganutash. But what caught Rael the most was how those dragons had ways to provide carpets and pillows other than being capable of erecting that underground garrison. Considering how they walked on four legs and they kept their claws sharp, he assumed that they were using magic to create the things that they couldn't otherwise. Rael had seen some crafts done with the use of magic, nonetheless there was always manual labor associated with them.
After Rael looked around and acknowledged all of that Phenea approached him to give him a good smell. Rael stood still whilst allowing her to do so, and her mouth was very close to his when she proclaimed, "You had sex with Ganutash."
Phenea distanced her face from Rael's to stand tall with her neck straight up. She turned to Ganutash that was still closing off the only way out.
"He offered himself to me," he affirmed.
Phenea quickly turned to a rather embarrassed Rael. "You're smart," she told him. "I'm guessing that's why you're standing here, armed and by the entrance to our den."
"I have training with the sword but Ganutash caught me unprepared. It was him to express an interest in me, and I accepted."
"You accepted?" said she with even more amazement than when she found out. "You really weren't afraid?"
"I was," retorted Rael, "But I thought that way I could show how I was friendly."
"We have seen your people before. Most come from the outer reaches of this territory to hunt us for our skins. But we haven't seen anyone come from inside the magical barrier in a long, long time," she said. "Let me ask you what do you seek out here other than your death?"
"I seek to understand why my people were placed inside the magical barrier."
"That's reasonable enough. I'm guessing you would like us to allow you to continue on with your journey, to reach the cities of your people and gather knowledge there. We do have an understanding of why it is isolated and we have attempted to tamper with the magical devices keeping the barrier active."
"To take Sunny Valley for yourselves?"
"So that is how you call it. If it can't defend itself, well of course," replied Phenea. "We could thrive there."
Rael was struck by the malignity of the being in front of him. Perhaps it was the time for him to draw his sword and do his best to face two of the dragons at once--he considered how the more damage he inflicted the more painful his death would have been.
"Let me ask you again," continued the dragoness. "Would you like us to let you go on with your journey?"
Rael immediately knew the right answer. "No," he said. "I'm prepared to stay with you for as long as you're willing to keep me alive."
Ganutash laughed while Phenea was quick to exclaim, "Ah! you do thread carefully--I like you! From time to time we have dealings with two-legs like yourself. Some assisted us at certain times in the past and so we have a place where you can stay."
Rael was very enthusiastic about it. "How can I ever repay you?" he asked.
"By being as amusing and helpful as you can be until we decide otherwise."
However these dragons seemed to be trying to prove to him how they were pitiless and evil, Rael thought that he could get along with them. Perhaps what he was confronting was really just their surface layer, a way of thinking and being that was due to living in a chaotic land. Perhaps it really went down to the fact the he wasn't acting as all the other intelligent creatures that fell prey to them. "I will do my best," he said, looking the dragoness before the doors right in the eyes. "I have the best intentions, trust me."
"We will find out if you're to be trusted, two-legs," said the dragoness, licking her lips. "But you will have to leave all of your gear here and wear a blindfold before we can let you in."
"Great, I'll get to it," said Rael, beginning to remove all of his gear.
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