Memories of an Unnatural Dream
I awoke, sweating and startled from a miasma of love and confusion, to find out that my golden bed was soaked. My head pounded as I sat up, my wings and elbow spikes brushing the luxurious bed-frame. Now, before anyone panics at the mention of my features, let me tell you a bit about me. My full name is Velandrum Coalfyre, and I am (as you guessed) a dragon. I live in a city called Fäblis Erim, populated full of my kin, as well as minotaurs, gryphons, merfolk and other creatures of equal mythological status. I have been living alone for a few months ever since I saved up enough coin to buy a den (the rest of the money went to my hoard, of course--that gleaming pile underneath my bed). Mother and Father were very proud of me and supported my decision, along with my sisters Desalia and Salytha, of which the former said my departure was "well needed" in the family.
Snarky bitch. See who's the smart one, eh? Anyways, I lifted back the sheets and found, to my dismay, my member sticking straight up, its tip covered in cum. Not only was there that, but there also was the fact that it had most likely been the reason the bed got wet. My scales prickled. What could I have possibly been dreaming about that could've gave me a play-around on the way to arousal, as I liked to put it? I searched the dark for clues, but of course, they had none. I rubbed my temples. So, my conscience asked me thus, what did the trick? Suddenly, I remembered. A flicker of a dream reminded me that I--in the cognitive halls of la-la land--was kissing someone. Something, in fact. I squinted, as if that would somehow make the dream clearer. It did not, but something told me the being I made out with was one usually reserved for prey. I shuddered again, propping my knees up to my chin, my tail tucked around my hind talons. Was I mad? Did I have an arousal for prey? It seemed extremely unnatural (being a carnivore by nature), but here I was, getting excited about some individual that was not a dragoness. Silly, silly me! I waved off my reverie, choosing to slide into bed and forget the whole thing. Little did I know that it was the start of something bigger; a friendship I could have never expected forging in a million years.