Opposites Attract - Chapter 7
#7 of Opposites Attract
"I'm going up to see him.." Sara headed for the stairs and began to climb up towards the 25th floor, as Draco had already begun to make himself at home by now. He plopped down on the bed and groaned some, his body sore from climbing up that elevator shaft. He pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the floor, setting his xbox down on the side of the bed. "Oh well, from now on it's smooth sailing, until I can get back on my feet..." He looked over at the balcony and walked out on his porch, looking out over the ocean shore and everyone who seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Knock knock knock...
Draco looked back at the door and yawned, popping his fingers and his neck some, before walking back towards the door and opening it up from the inside. "Oh, hey Sara. Hey thanks again for getting me this room. And don't worry about me I'm ok, just a tad shook up from having to climb a ladder for 25 stories." He chuckled some and scratched his mane some, his body a bit dirty from the soot inside the shaft.
"Oh, yea sorry about that. Marty said his mechanic had fixed the elevator, but apparently not." She stood there in the door way and blushed some, feeling slightly at fault for Draco's misfortune. To her though, he seemed to be exceptionally calm despite what he's been through. Maybe he's just really insensitive, or maybe like her, he doesn't believe in crying over what you can't do anything about anyways. "So... May I please come in?" She said, cupping her arms behind herself and gently twisting back and fourth.
Draco nodded and grunted some, stepping aside and letting her in. "Sorry." He stated, sitting on his bed and switching on the tv. "Well, what are you doing here? Isn't your dad gonna come here eventually, and yell at you for being around me?" He rolled his eyes some and sat up in bed, placing the remote down beside him, gently scratching behind his ear. "I mean, I don't wanna create any problems for you and your dad. His opinions may be wrong, but everyone is entitled to their own beliefs."
"Yea, but I'm also entitled to my own as well. And I believe that he is wrong about you. You're really a nice guy... Although, you're still a bit of the typical guy." She said with a giggle and a saucy grin, sticking her tongue out and jumping on his bed next to him. "Besides I'm 18 years old. I don't have to listen to him if I don't want to..." She wrapped her arms around him and leaned up against his side, her tail grazing up against his leg.
"Where is that damn girl..." Michael growled out as he paced back and fourth in his and Catherine's room. "I just know she's out with that guy... I swear if he so much as makes one move on her he's dead." He snorted loudly and clenched his fists together, before picking up his cell phone and dialing Marty's number. "Hey buddy, you seen my daughter anywhere? She's there with you? Who's with her?" As he heard who she was with, he quickly hung up his phone and stormed out of the room towards the front door. "Typical pervert.. Takes my daughter to a damn hotel just to fuck her... Lets see how well he fucks without his male pride."
Draco blushed some as he wrapped his arm around her side and pulled her up close to him. "You know later, I'd like it if you went out on the beach with me. There's this nude beach just about 5 miles down the shore line from here..." He said shyly, imagining her nude body shinning in the sunlight. "Of course, unless you got a problem with it. That's cool too." He kissed her gently on the cheek and rubbed her back softly, apparently un aware of the tent that had formed in his jeans.
Sara could only giggle softly and nod. "Well, I don't have a problem with it. I didn't bring my bathing suit with me anyways, and the salt water will ruin my bra and panties. I'd love to go to the nude beach with you." She then stood up and began to strip off her clothes, first pulling off her shirt and jeans. "I have to go to the ladies room real quick. Be right back." She then walked into the restroom, her hips swinging her tight rump back and fourth as she walked.
Draco sighed happily as he leaned back on the bed. "What a stroke of luck..." He then blushed some as he felt the tightness in his jeans, and looked down to see the huge bulge in his groin. "Oh boy..." He sat back up again with a huge blush on his face, pulling his shirt over his pride. Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door. "Who is it?" Draco called out, turning his head towards the door. "It's Marty. I'm here with... Your list of free menu items." Draco stood up and walked towards the door. "Allright. I'm commin.." He then opened the door, and jumped in surprise as Samuel came barging in, pushing him back into the room. "...I'm sorry Draco.. Sara's dad threatened to shut down my entire business if I didn't say anything.."
Michael grabbed hold of Draco by his shirt and shoved him back on the bed, his eyes almost bloodshot red with fury as he looked around the room for Sara. "Where is my daughter? What did you do with her?!" He looked down at the pile of clothes on the floor and reared back his fist, bringing it hard down across Draco's head. "You perverted son of a bitch I swear I'll fucking kill you!" He grabbed Sara's pair of jeans and pinned Draco down to the bed, before tying the pair around his back, pinning his wingspan down.
"What the...?" Draco rolled over and threw Michael to the floor, reaching back and trying to undo the tight knot the other dragon had tied. "Are you fucking insane sir? I haven't done anything un honorable to your daughter. But you have your head too far up your ass to see that right?" Draco pinned his foot down to Michaels chest and kept him held down. Mean while, Sara had been fixing her hair when she heard the commotion. "Huh? Dad?!" Sara ran out the bathroom door and screamed, as she saw her dad pull out his large hunting knife and make a stab towards Draco's foot
Draco quickly moved his foot and backed off, as Sara ran up behind Draco to try to untie the tight knot. Michael stood up and swung his knife at him again, before grabbing his shirt again and pulling him out to the balcony again, 25 stories up from ground level. "I'll teach you to mess with my daughter..." Michael then reared back again and swung his fist as hard as he could at Draco's face. Draco quickly ducked this time, making Michaels fist travel past Draco's head and hit Sara square in the head.
Sara stumbled back a few steps and passed out from the impact, before tripping over her own tail and falling over the railing of the balcony. Draco looked back up at Michael and let out a loud roar of rage, planting his fist on Michaels face and sending him flying back into the room . He reached up and ripped the jeans in two as if they weren't even there and dove off the balcony, folding his wings in and pinning his arms down to his side. "Maybe this will open his eyes..." Draco thought to himself as he slowly drew closer and closer to Sara. By now they were about halfway down the building, and as Draco drew closer to her, he reached out his arms as far as he could. "Only.. A few..more...inches.." He finally caught onto her foot and pulled her up into his arms before spreading his wings and soaring back up towards the 25th floor of the hotel.
As Sara slowly stirred awake, she found herself being cradled in his arms as he continued to fly up. "Thanks..." She said, before leaning into a soft and gentle kiss on the lips. The two of them held the kiss as he landed on the balcony and walked into their room, before setting her down gently on the bed and looking up at Michael. "I may not have any money, and I may not have grown up in the best part of town, but I am still one of the richest guys on earth. I'm rich in love, and caring, and stuff like that is a hell of a lot better than money and possessions. I love Sara, and I would proudly die for her."
Michael was dumbfounded. Maybe he was wrong about Draco, and maybe he'd been too quick to judge. He had never seen someone do something like that for the one they loved. He knew Draco could have easily died, and he knew Draco knew that as well. Yet despite that, Draco had been willing to give his life for his daughter if that's what it took. He sighed some and nodded, rubbing the black ee he'd gotten from Draco. "Right.. I'm sorry, maybe I was too quick to judge. I'll let you date my daughter. But, have her home by ten. And keep an eye on her, no drinking. Well, not too much drinking anyways."
Sara giggled some and slowly stood up, walking up and giving Michael a kiss on the cheek. "Oh go on dad. Don't worry about me I'll be fine." She then quickly pushed him out the door, and once the shock stricken Marty had left the list he promised and left as well, Sara shut the door behind them and locked it before turning around and pulling off her bra, revealing those soft and plump breasts that Draco couldn't get enough of. "Well, drop those britches big boy. I don't know about you but I could use a good tanning...or maybe more..."