Omisa's Life Shola
My first story written ever. Hope you like it but first WARNING contains sexual and adult references, so anyone not mature enough must leave. Second WARNING, this is a story that contains Yiss and don't confuse it with Yiff, Yiss is an art of love and trust so nomistakes okay? Now, on we go...
It was a new day, as it always was with mornings. Shola saw the rays of sunlight peaking through her half-open eyes, stirring her while she still slept. As a Dracious, she liked to sleep for two or three days before doing any activity or even study for her teacher. But today, it was time for her to go see her teacher for her periodic exam, so she got slowly out of bed, stood up, and stretched.
Shola was an adult female Dracious, and as such, was 8ft tall with a well built body and a long tail with wings. Her main colour was a dark lime green with yellow chest scales, yellow wing and ear webbing. And unusual ocean blue streaks on her arms and muzzle, as if scratched and leaking blue blood. Other features that can be noticed are the two horns protruding from her forehead, one behind the other. Her teeth, seen as she yawned, were a light honey colour, indicating she was rather healthy.
As Shola left her room, she looked back to see if she had missed anything. The room didn't have much in it, a bed with the window to one side, a small bedside table, a few large crystals on the walls which gave off a blue light in the evening, and the remnants of a meal she had last night on a wooden plate. Seeing nothing that she needs today, she went out her room, closed the door behind her, and went to the shower room to get cleaned up. The last time she remembered it was the second door from the end of the passage, so she tried that door. The exiting of a small, warm mist from the door and the sound of water falling to the floor confirmed her guess. She went in, instantly hit by the streams of water emanating from the ceiling. In the room was four other Dracious, two male and two female, the males were talking to one of the females, while the second female had finished washing, grabbing the towel by the door and exited the room. Shola went to a spot in the room with a wooden stool to wash up, the others more concerned with talking than with her presence here. She began to wash up; cleaning her arms and legs first, getting out any muck or grime trapped between scales. Then, she washes the chest and back, cleaning of each one of the wings, which felt like a whole body wash by itself. She cleaned the good part of her tail and got to her sheath when her heart started to race.
Shola knew what this was for, after being taught by her parents and teacher, the sheath was where all the dragons sex organs are kept. She knew that touching this area would give pleasure and was commonly done in sessions known as Yiss. But this was something she feared, the unusual feeling of pleasure and arousal; it was rather scary for her since it was quite new. But as hygiene is more important than pleasure, and she didn't like pleasure much, so she quickly washed her sheath clean, holding back any attempt to moan. Unfortunately, since all Dracious can feel each other's emotions, the three washing behind her felt her discomfort and wondered why she just didn't let it happen naturally.
Shola finished washing up and proceeded to get a towel when one the male Dracious grabbed her arm, causing her to turn suddenly.
"Are you ok?" the male said, with a concerned look on his face.
"Yes...I'm fine, she replied in a shaky voice. She went out the room and down to her own room to dry up, as all Dracious usually do. After drying up, she went out of the building and proceeded through the town to the forest road.
The town wasn't as busy today, which made it easier to get there. Usually, Shola would have to dodge and weave past carriages, carts, boxes and other Dracious, turning a simple walk into a constantly changing labyrinth. She would get through the crowd in the end but not without having her tail caught between two carts, her wings crushed or crumpled, and constantly being forced and shoved in every direction. However, she would always remember that everyone else is just the same situation.
There were not many dangers in the world she lived in; it was quite peaceful, with a landscape similar to that of Earth with a few distinctions. One being the exotic plants she would pass now and then, growing in lukewarm temperatures and bearing features that made them alien-like. A group of dragons passed overhead, flying off to their new destination, whatever it was. This didn't bother her, the exam she was about to do did, pacing back and forth in her mind like an impatient shopper waiting for the shopkeeper to get the right amount of change. What the questions would be on, how many of them would there be, what sort of answer would they want. These thoughts and many more were overflowing her mind, stressing her. Then she arrived...
The site was spectacular, a towering palace with many windows and carved figures of unknown creatures. The Acrolyte, once a building that housed the embodiment of the dragon saviour, Atman Arnous, and his family, now was only a home for his three sons, two he sired and one adopted from another. If there would be any questions on the legend himself, she would know them by being here. She went to the massive oak door, 16ft high at least, and knocked. Silence emanated from the door. She knocked again, eventually getting a reply from a blue Dracious with whiskers and an orange mane.
"You must be Shola." said the face of Drai, one of Atman's sons. "You're just in time, this way please." Her heart raced again, this time for a different reason. She was going to enter the house of Atman to take her exam.
Inside was rather like the outside, stone work made up most of the design, with bits of wooden stair on the staircase. The staircase half-spiralled to a second floor, obviously where the bedrooms and shower room were, and the ground floor separated into two corridors with doors at the end. The main hall had a large glass dome above, decorated with the faces of Atman and another figure, human and unknown to her. She pondered a bit on the unknown human and, getting herself together, followed Drai to the centre of the hall.
"Ok Shola, Omisa is waiting in the library down that corridor..." He pointed to the corridor on the right. "...and if you need anything, just ask him to get it for you."
She nodded in response and went down the corridor, opening the 9ft door at the end. She peaked in, observing the library, how it seemed to take up most of the space in the palace. Big was a word too small to describe this place, this was huge! There were 5 floors set in along the towering bookshelves, each one spreading across to each end of the room. There were smaller bookshelves lined up on the ground floor, all pointing to a series of desks and tables at the centre of the room. And there, standing by one of the desks was a pure black Dracious, and his name was Omisa.
Omisa was adopted by Atman when his previous family was killed by an evil Dragon. The dragon was destroyed but at the expense of his own family, so Atman promised their spirits that he would help raise Omisa in this life. Omisa learned much from Atman and his other brothers, Drai and Omisa, being taught all the things he needs to survive in this harsh life.
Omisa was a Dracious like Shola, only he was a male with black a scales and grey chest scales and webbing in his wings. He bore spikes on his arms and thighs and singular spikes on his lower leg just above his ankle. He had two horns curved down and back up, bearing a wavy pattern, but bore no webbed ears like she did, just ear holes in the sides of his head. His tail, as result of mutation, is that only found on aquatic dragons, flame like and thin, shimmering in the light as it waved from side to side.
"Shola, please, take a seat." He said, indicating the seat he was standing next to. She paced across the room, admiring the books on the bookshelves as she passed each one.
"We don't have all day." He said, giving a slight grin. She snapped out of it and looked at him, wide eyed. "You can look at any of those books afterwards. But now, your exam waits." He said patiently, not raising his voice in any way.
"Sorry." She says, a bit flustered, hurrying along to the table and sitting down. In front of her, already set, was a quill with several bottles of ink, blank pieces of parchment and a parchment containing various questions on dragons and the Dracious. She took up the quill, dipped its tip into an ink bottle and began to write. Omisa, as the supervisor, patiently leaned against the bookcase and watched her to see if she would cheat. He also read her current thoughts to see if anyone was communicating with her telepathically. Halfway through her questions, he became curious of her nature and decided to look at her most recent memories.
Hmm...I wonder.
He sees her get out of bed, go to the shower room and start washing herself, perfectly normal in any Dracious.
There doesn't seem to be a problem here. She looks okay.
She noticed he was reading her mind but didn't mind it, she had questions to answer and they were more important right now. He got to the part when she was about to wash her sheath when a cloud of cold emotion overcame him, rather like the temperature of the room dropping below freezing in an instant.
Omisa's eyes widened a bit, shocked at what he noticed.
Huh?! She's afraid...of pleasure? How can this be? No Dragon in the world would be like this...but...should I help her?
He felt sorry for her, because he knew what it was like in his childhood, not being able to explore the pleasures of life because the fear of something bad happening would strip you of it forever. However, that was only when he was young, she has been an adult for quite a while now and she still fears it. Should this carry on, she might live her entire life alone.
The exam had ended; she had finished the last question on the parchment and handed the work to Omisa.
"Good, now go get something to eat, it should be lunchtime by now. The kitchen is down the corridor on your right when you exit this room."
"Thank you." She said quietly and walked out the room through the door she entered before. Omisa wasn't worried about the exam; it was her, for she had never Yissed with another, not even with her family.
Yiss, known well in the Dragon world and a common practise in strengthening the bonds between friends and family, it was just as vital as education and being fed. Omisa, after his first Yiss, never stopped Yissing with himself or others, since he knew it felt good for his soul. Noticing this. he snapping out of his thinking and decided to follow her to the kitchen.
The kitchen itself was not as grand as the rest of the building, but its function was all the same. The walls were stone, giving it a rough surface; the ceiling, on the other hand, was all mortared to smooth it out. In the centre of the room a large round basin of water lay, where dishes were washed and vegetables were cleaned. Against two walls were two tables, made from polished Oak, one being plain, bearing many scratches from knives and such, and the other was yew, bearing an ornate design on the legs. By the wall was the stove, not run by gas of fire but by red crystals, which give off great amounts of heat. Drai was currently using the stove, cooking up what smelled like vegetable soup. Shola was leaning on the ornate table, waiting for Drai to finish heating up the pot of hot soup. Omisa walked over and stood by her, spotting a shimmer of sadness in her eyes. She turned around to see who it was, and looked back to the floor quickly, seeing that it was him. When her soup was done, Drai poured it into a bowl handed it to her, exiting the kitchen to leave her with Omisa. He watched as she sipped at the soup, taking her time, not in any hurry to go anywhere. When she finished, she took the bowl to the sink and began to wash it in the warm water. Omisa followed her to her side.
"Shola, do you have something to tell me?" he asked, curious of whether she knows what he is asking for.
"Huh? Oh...is it about the exam we did today?" He stood there, looking in her eyes.
"No." He replied.
"Then...what is it?" She asked, her voice a little shaky.
He gave a deep sigh.
"It's...about you."
"What? Did I...did I do something wrong? Am I in trouble?" she said, her hands quivered.
"First of all, I apologize for reading into you thoughts earlier in the day..." Her eyes stared at him, as if in a sign of betrayal and fear. She knew what he had seen but didn't know that he understood.
"...and second..." He said, his voice now calmand collected. "...do you remember the 5th binding rite of the Dragons, Shola?"
"No dragon is to keep a secret from others." She replied; no longer ease, her heart now racing. She also sweated a little, which Omisa could not see but could smell. Upon noticing this, his suspicions were confirmed. Omisa spoke quietly.
"Shola? Are you afraid of something. Anything at all?"
"I..." She couldn't exactly lie to Omisa; it's not right for dragons to keep secrets. "I...I'm..." She started to get upset, her eyes now glittered with the oncoming tears. Omisa, upon seeing this, put his arms around her and gave her a hug, causing her to burst into tears.
"There, there...calm down dear, you can tell me. I can keep any secrets you have, I will tell no one." He said, trying to be a little light hearted about it. To be honest, he felt like crying himself but that would be silly, besides, what would he cry for. Maybe her. When she calmed down, she spoke again.
"I'm afraid of that feeling." Omisa's expression froze, it was one thing knowing what her secret was, but hearing it from her was rather sad. She continued, making an attempt at controlling her crying. "It feels good but...but it seems wrong and...and it's like I'm not meant to feel it." She looked up at him, seeing his eyes staring down at the floor, unblinking. The thoughts that previously whirled through his became occupied by one, tremendous thought, one that could ruin his life.
Should I Yiss with her? Should I help her? But wh...what if it hurts her. What will become of my reputation from an act like that. Oh well, I will help her anyway. It's not like I already ruined my reputation.
He embraced her again, needed the comfort to stop himself from crying. Shola could feel his pain, unsure of what he was thinking since she wasn't as telepathic as Omisa. He backed up from her, keeping his grip on her shoulders, and said.
"Shola, I can help you with your secret."
Her eyes widened, shocked at what he said. Her mind drizzled with questions, thoughts and emotions, swirling around as if thy were in a blender. She had the thought of running far from this place, just to escape him. Then another thought intervened, one of her actually wanting such an experiance to happen. Disgusted, she broke his hold on her, turned and started to walk out when she heard Omisa say some unusual words. Then, suddenly, she fell into a deep sleep, collapsing on the floor. Omisa walked towards her and picked her up. He looked down to her, then looked up to the ceiling with a grin on his face.
"Gods, don't stop me, for I will help this lost child." He said, smiling as he walked out the kitchen.
He went upstairs with her in his arms and entered his room. It was not like the rooms that she slept in at the dorms, much larger and nicely designed. The bed was only large enough for one Dracious, hinting that Omisa has yet to find a mate. There were two bedside tables, one bearing a book which was not read often, the second had his sword perched against it. There was a balcony behind a set of doors, plain in design, that overlooked the forest and nearby village. The only other item in the room was a picture on the wall of a wyvern, showing Omisa healing it back to health. It was one of his practical examinations that he did when he was 76.
He lay her down on the bed, gentlely, as not to wake her. Omisa looked breifly at her, noticing the blue streaks on her arms and muzzle, smiling a bit. Then his gaze moved down her body, stopping at her sheath, untouched by even her hands. He had the thought of mating with her but quickly pushed it out of his mind, knowing this was for her benefit, not his. He whispered a few more words which would paralyze her body, allowing her only to breathe and make small movements. He then woke her up with a gentle stroke across her cheek. At first, she wondered where she was, quickly noticing that she couldn't move her arms or legs. Quite frightened, she saw Omisa and sensed betrayal.
"What have you done to me!" she screamed, writhing about in an attempt to move.
"Shhh...please Shola, relax. I want to help..." He whispered, trying to calm her down.
"Help me?! This isn't helping me, your keeping me prisoner, oh god!" She started to break down in tears once again. "Why won't you just let me go home?!"
Omisa went over, lifted her up and embraced her once again, Shola sobbing her eyes out in fear and fury.
"Please. Trust me Shola. I would never try to keep you prisoner here." He said quietly. "But you have a serious problem, and if it's not dealt with now, your future could be devastated." She calmed down a bit, tears still streaming from her eyes and still angry at him.
He lowered her back onto the bed and kissed her on the forehead, avoiding the spikes, instantly calming her down, tears and all. The kiss was a sign that a Dragon can trust the one who gave the kiss, and as such, Shola was given a sign that Omisa is to be trusted. He moved his hand up to her belly, stroking it gently, making her shiver a little. All dragons liked to have their bellies rubbed and Shola was no exception, she gave out a low purr as he continued. He spoke some words and she instantly regained her locomotion, but no longer desired to escape since she had Omisa's trust. He began to rub her belly a little harder, thinking of whether she was relaxed enough to start.
"Shola." She gave a slight hum of confirmation. "What you may feel now...you might not like. If you feel like stopping, just say so." Her heart started beating faster for she knew what was coming, bracing herself for it in whatever way she. Omisa moved his hand away from her belly, moved it down and laid it on her sheath, cupping it. She felt it and squirmed on the bed, closing her legs around his arms as an attempt to stop him. He realised her fear wasn't overcome yet, and tried to part her legs since they were crushing his hand.
"Shola, please relax. Your crushing me!" She realised what had happened and brought her legs down.
Omisa allowed her to recover, leaving his hand there before going any further. He stroked her sheath once, causing her to squirm from the slight pleasure, using her willpower to prevent her legs from closing around his hand. Her waited for her to recover before stoking it again, repeating this over and over, each time she started to get used to the feeling. She finally let a moan escape for the first time in her life, much her surprise. Since she had never done it before, it was interesting to hear what it sounded like, usually she would have just held it back.
"That's right Shola, don't hold it back. This is a natural feeling; it's not something that should be feared." he said with consideration.
Before long, she purred and moaned as her sheath was stroked. Omisa decided it was time to continue on, knowing how she would feel about this next part. He curled up one of his fingers and pushed part of it into her gential slit, making her squirm and moan, the pleasure she felt was a lot more than before. Omisa waited again, he couldn't risk destroying her mind with pointless masturbation. This was Yiss and involved the partners caring for one another. He crawled up her body as far as he could without his finger coming out of her sheath, looking into her eyes. She calmed down a bit, allowing Omisa to continue, moving his knuckle slowly inside her, stroking along the walls of her slit, causing her to moan now and then.
"Can you see Shola? It's just a petty little fear, it's natural for these feelings to express themselves now and then."
"I understand..." she said, finding it hard to speak with the pleasure. "It felt...weird before, but now...I see its quite nice."
"This is only to get you ready for Yiss. The major part is coming up...and I don't know if you can cope with it...but tell me to stop if you don't like it."
Suddenly, her slit walls contracted once around his knuckle, a sign to show she was ready. He moved back down her body to her sheath, removing his knuckle from her slit. He braced himself, for Omisa had never done this before, moved his muzzle close to her swollen sheath. He slid his tongue into her slit, causing her to moan louder than before as she felt the intruder moving around inside her. The taste wasn't what his cum tasted like, more syrupy and warm...very warm, which put him off for a second or two. He continued on, exploring her orifice with his tongue, licking any places that made her moan louder. She felt her fear melting away and being replaced by a loving bliss; the way he did everything for her was for love, but what kind of love? Did he love her so much he would go this far to help her? Did he have so much love for her that they could actually be mates? She held that thought in her mind while she basked in the newfound pleasure, not wanting it to stop. He picked up her musk through his nostrils, causing his own sheath to bulge as he became aroused. He felt the natural instinct poking at him in his mind, making him want to mate with her, to lust for her opening.
Should I? She might like it. No, this is Yiss! Not sex. Aggghhhh! Control yourself Omisa, this is for her. Yeah...for her.
He decided to go even further for her, his own arousal the driving force for this act. He pushed the end of his muzzle into her slit, heightening the pleasure and making her moan even louder. At this point, he could not breathe, so he needed to make her orgasm before he suffocated. His tongue frantically searched for her vagina within the orifice, causing her to moan and groan continously. He found it and began to lick at the walls, increasing her pleasure, the walls of her slit now contrating constantly around his muzzle. She got a grip on her mind and managed to look down at Omisa, who apparently had his eyes closed to resist his own arousal. She calmed for that instant to say something to him.
"Thank you...Omisa."
Her climax was almost reached. A new emotion flowed through her, driving her onward, as she started to stroke the back of Omisa's head. She stiffened up, her slit now locking Omisa's muzzle in her orifice, as the warmth began to rise in her sheath. She snarled as she reached her climax giving the cue Omisa needed, licking about still in her vagina. He braced himself as her cum flowed onto his tongue, forcing him to taste it. It wasn't a nice taste because it was much hotter and stronger than he had felt beforehand. He couldn't gulp it down quick enough since his muzzle locked shut by her slit causing it to flow up his nostrils. She subsided as her contractions became weaker, her slit loosened its grip on Omisa's muzzle. He quickly pulled out his snout gasping for air as some of her cum dripped out of his nostrils. He fell onto his side, and as he did, his member slipped out from within his slit, noticing and reaalising that he was still aroused. Shola was basking in the bliss of her afterglow, unaware of Omisa's sudden erection and enjoying the time she just had with him.
"Shola..." Omisa said. She stirred out of her bliss, noticing that Omisa's sex was aroused and wanting attention. She went red, hiding her gaze from Omisa's "gift", as Omisa moved up next to her, seeing that she had never seen a male penis before.
"Don't worry Shola. I'm not going to do anything to you." He said passionately. He gave her a light kiss as she opened her eyes, still as red as a tomato. Much to Omisa's surprise, she returned the kiss, locking her jaw in his as they shared the moment. His member bounced in the air waiting to enter her, the temptation inside him now becoming a little more than he could handle. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes with a sense of need. She wondered what it would be like to mate and realised that he really did deserve something for he had done for her. He had helped her overcome a petty fear and she wanted to repay the debt. Shola embraced Omisa tightly, his member now squashed between their bodies, as she whispered in his ear.
"Omisa, could I mate with you?" Omisa got a little concerned.
"Shola...are you sure?" he said.
"Yes, you helped me. Now, I will help you."She smiled, making Omisa feel better about it.
"Not mating Shola. Yissing." He replied, his own smile showing through, knowing that he has found a new friend, maybe even a partner.
He adjusted his body and moved his hips until the point of his penis lay on her gential slit, ready to enter.
"Ready?" He asked her. She nodded in response. "Then we shall Yiss...as friends." She placed her hand on his cheek.
"As friends..." She said and rested her head on his shoulder. He pushed forward, his penis head penetrating her slit, causing her to moan again. For her, it hurt a little, since this was new to her as well, but it felt much more pleasurable than before. He kept moving further inside her, meeping as he got deeper, her vaginal walls massaging his member. This was a new experience for Omisa, his first pure Yiss, and it felt awesome. Their hips finally collided. Omisa couldn't go any further, they looked into each others eyes, seeing this could be the start of a new and loving friendship.
He drew back quickly, causing her to moan again, leaving only his head inside her slit. Their jaws locked into a kiss as Omisa pushed forward again, emanating pleasure within each of them. He pulled back and pushed back in again, feeling his natural mating instinct take over for him. He allowed his body to do what was natural, picking up the pace as the two embraced, moaning into each others muzzles. Shortly after starting, Omisa felt his climax approaching quicker than ever before, making him speed up as they continued their kiss. It wasn't longer before he broke the kiss, resting his head on her shoulder, resisting the urge to bite down on her shoulder. He slowly gained the strength to speak to her.
"Shola, I...thank you...aaaaagggggghhhhhh!"
Their climaxes were reached, Omisa thrust his member deep into her body, the two of them snarling as they convulsed almost simultaneously. Her cum overflowed, leaking out of her sheath and into his, while his member pulsed as he emptied himself inside of her. The heat died down and both of them continued to embrace each other, as friends and loved ones. He felt his penis withdraw into his sheath, knowing he will play with it later on when he had recovered. She was completely exhausted; anyone would be after two orgasms in a row.
"Omisa..." She whispered.
"Yes Shola?" He replied, still basking in the afterglow.
"I think I'm too tired to walk home." She said weakly, wanting to get up but unable to.
"That's no problem." He assured her. "You can stay here for tonight. We can have a proper dinner, a good sleep, and I can introduce you to everyone, especially Elis."
"Elis?"
"My Earth brother...he's going to join us soon but not right now. Very busy with the life he already has."
She nodded in confirmation, resting her head on the bed. Omisa got up and went of the room, probably to get cleaned off from before. She just lay there, many emotions stirring in her mind like stew in a pot, wondering what sort of things this friendship would bring. She lifted her body up and looked down at sheath, slightly glistening from the combined cum of Omisa and her. Well, she new knew one thing that was in store, Yiss and lots of it. She let a smile out as she got up, still a bit weak from before, and went out the door to wash off with Omisa, her new friend.