Commission: The Sourge of a Nation
Story by dracologist on SoFurry
With their father, the king, sick in bed and a dragon terrorizing the the farms of their kingdom it becomes the self-appointed duty of the younger sibling to take the kingdoms best riding dragon to face this evil beast. Will Jacob be able to succeed against the fighting styles of Raleth? Will his dragon Lishra be able to use her superior strength to take down this terror? Read and find out.
It's been a while since I wrote a story that wasn't part of a series, but this was a lot of fun. I sat down and wrote it all in one night, thank you coffee. It was quite the tale, but I think that my commissioner will really like it and I hope that all of you will too.
The Scourge of a Nation
"You can't do this, Jacob. You're not trained for this kind of duty." The taller among the two spoke out in his deep and almost graveled voice.
The younger sibling shook his head, teeth grinding and his body stopping only for a second with hands wrapped around the cords of the saddle that had been selected. These two siblings shared a lot with one another, brown hair, dark eyes, fair skin, and yet beyond this they couldn't be more different. The elder brother found his life tempered with duty, responsibility, the path before him was set and it was a path that he accepted willingly. The younger often found himself catered to, educated, but not in the way that his brother was. Sword training, archery, the uses of a warrior without anything to fight. More recently between the two Jacob found himself training more and studying less while his brother was already tending to matters of the kingdom that they belonged to. It was a hard time for both of them, but in very different ways.
"Five farms, Sam. Five farms have been attacked by that thing. Father is bedridden and the throne needs you. The least I can do is take a riding dragon out there and put a stop to it."
"You haven't even been trained in dragon riding yet. We have knights that can do this."
Jacob's head shook to the side quickly, not wanting to listen to his elder brother on this, "No, the people need to know that the king's sickness hasn't taken us out of power. I need to show that while you take care of the throne I can handle everything else."
The sigh that echoed from the depth of the deeper voice lead him to shake his head. There was no getting through to his teenage brother, at the age of adulthood and feeling the need to be useful instead of hiding behind walls of stone and ivory. "Fine, Jacob, but take Silethan, he's fast, he's agile and he's..."
"No.. I don't need your help in this. I'm taking Lishra. She's big, strong, experienced, and will take out whatever is out there." Jacob wasn't about to listen to any advice that his brother wanted to give him. It wasn't a matter of disrespect, but one of self importance where he wanted to do this, but wanted it done his way. A naive youth in a world he only read about in books.
There was nothing else to say in this, Jacob was going to handle this rogue dragon and do so his own way. He didn't want advice from his brother, the stand-in king, and he wasn't going to accept any either. That soft hand pressed easily against the green scales of the tall dragoness, she was one of the most fit in the kingdom, a strong and powerful beast that had taken on many feral dragons in the past. Jacob knew his history and knew what this one girl could do and if she wasn't enough to handle this monster then the young prince didn't feel that any of the others would be suitable either. Sam had to watch as his younger brother saddled this creature, using his basic training to get the dragoness ready to take off, but knew more about the situation than Jacob did and knew very well that strategy was vastly more important than power when it came to these kinds of fights. This wasn't a match that he felt his brother could win with the towering green dragoness that he'd chosen, but even if he forbade him from doing this the prince had made up his mind to ignore all reason and do as he wishes, a lesson that hit this stand-in king deeply in the heart.
As Lishra moved her way towards the dismounting point Jacob would climb into the saddle, settling into it and lightly rubbing her shoulder and neck to tell her that he was ready. That green dragoness stood there proud, strong, and powerful. Among all the others in this stable it was her that was chosen, not just because of beauty, not just because of strength, but because she'd been through many battles, most of them in the air, and had always come out on top. It would be this dragoness's job to make this feral creature pay the price for attacking her home-kingdom, and prove herself once again so that these other dragons would know that the king ruled over the land, and she ruled over the stable.
"You will not regret picking me, my lord." She spoke softly to her, that voice soft like honey as she smiled gently at the rider on her back.
The words helped to assure this young prince, helped him to know that the decision he made was the right one despite any warnings. This dragoness would do fine for him and he would win this day in the name of the kingdom and his father, finally proving that he was every bit as capable as the elder that seemed to get all of the attention. Lishra jumped from the point, her wings tucked tightly as she quickly started to drop, but only after she was clear from this tower did she spread those wings, stretching their emerald shine out to hit the sunlight like a mace. The loud leather snap called when her wings went tight, catching the wind and flapping down easily against it to lift herself up higher into the air. They were off, and with a strong glide these two cut the clouds around them like they were riding on blades. The heat from the sun being no match for the rushing wind that caught them leaving them to focus entirely on the task at hand. These two were set to seal their fate with the dragoness that they were seeking to find, a cave that had already been identified, and a direction that simply needed to be followed.
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The soft groan that filled the cave walls echoed her voice back to her while she rested in comfort and relaxation. This cave hadn't been hers for long, but bones of the bear that had once been in it proved that the previous owner wasn't about to return anytime soon. This ursine wasn't the only creature to fall to this dragoness, though, and with a soft sigh the presence of cattle bones pressed against the walls showed that she'd been a very busy scaled beast as of late. Being an apex predator had it's advantages, and as she relaxed in her new residence the only thing that could disturb her was the sound of a loud and thunderous stomp that hit down hard just outside of her cave. The fast lifting of her figure drew careful steps out towards the entrance, never leaving the mouth of the cavern, but getting close enough so that the light fun the sun could feed itself against her sparkling white scales. A glistening spiral horn set on her forehead, rising out with a very subtle curve as those piercing black eyes looked on at the much larger green dragoness that was even now lowering herself to allow the well dress, and very under-armored rider jump down from the brown saddle that she was wearing.
"What do you want, young human? You are disturbing me." She spoke out harshly, looking at the prince in a way that showed her interest in him, but still keeping her distance so that any attack that might come her way could be handled.
Jacob held himself strong, having rehearsed the speech that he wanted to give her, a warning, a threat, a strong string of words to help drive her into leaving on her own, "Dragon, you're not welcome here. I've come to tell you..."
"I figured," this dragoness interrupted much to the begrudge impatience of the young man that had been speaking. He'd rehearsed this, planned out everything he wanted to say and now she just cut him off right at the beginning, "You want me to leave, but I'm not. Go home, little man."
Lishra barked out deeply to this comment, snarling fiercely to the half illuminated sight of this girl that was already slowly stepping back towards that cave. She was here to be the princes muscle, and she wasn't about to fail him and allow some feral creature disrespect him, nor was he going to stand by and let Lishra allow such a thing. The pride shared between the two was thick enough to butter on toast, but pride alone doesn't end fights and with a motion of his hand the green dragon started her way towards the cave in order to give chase. He didn't need to say anything, he didn't need to voice his order, just that motion alone was enough to tell this riding dragon his intentions and she followed them to the letter.
There was a difference in height between them, but only barely. It was actually the difference in muscle that shown these two apart, other than color. Where Lishra was strong, trained, and well muscled, the white dragoness was much thinner, much more fitting for a cave like this. It was only after the green dragoness entered the depths of this cave that she realized moving was going to be much more difficult. She wasn't too big to fit into it, but even just as this depth Lishra couldn't spread her wings. A strong and skilled fighter in the air, but far more limited under a mountain, a problem that the thinner, less muscled, and far more agile dragoness didn't seem to have. This was information that Sam had, that the stand-in king was trying to explain, but now it was far too late and the fight was ready to start. There would be no way to back out of this, so when Lishra growled out deeply she held her strong expression.
"What name should I carve into the cave wall when I take you down?" She asked with a confident smirk, one that hid her worry, but allowed her to trust in her ability to fight over her inability to maneuver as well as she'd like to.
The white dragoness giggled to this and even shook her head at the end of that long neck, "You think you're going to win, that's cute. If you're asking my name then please call me Raleth."
The fight started quickly, a rushing charge coming from that green dragoness and forcing her white counterpart backwards. Raleth tried to find an opening to dart into, but the size of this creature filled the entrance and cut off any kind of escape that she might be able to run for. It left the white dragoness to back up, but that didn't mean that this bullying green titan was going to win. As the lifting of those sharp emerald claws cut through the air this far more agile pale creature was able to duck under it and even push in towards Lishra. The counter attack came in with blinding speeds and sunk a hard bite against that neck much to the widening eyes of the green scaled beast. The deep gasp that she tried to make left her finding her air way cut off, but that would only last for a second as those claws came in again. This time Raleth didn't have time to dodge and felt the crushing force of that attack drive her up against the walls, the claws cutting deep into her pale flesh, but not enough to take her out of this fight. The swing of that green tail hit the wall behind Lishra, the confidence of her last strike causing her to forget her size in this cave which left the white dragoness to land down on the cave floor once again and bring her own claws up, leaping at the powerful dragoness's face and driving a hard swipe to knock that green head to the side with a loud and painful call of pain.
They both had damage now, but this fight was far from over. Snarls echoed off of the cave walls in all directions, hisses even following the sound to mask the shifting movements and tapping of claws across the floor. Lishra found herself trying to cover from having her face slashed in such a way, but that didn't mean Raleth was simply going to stop attacking. Once again the feral and untrained white dragoness sunk her teeth into the exposed green neck, growling against the flesh while the bark of the larger dragon drove Lishra to start taking this fight more seriously. Rather than trying to knock Raleth off this time she'd instead lift a claw to wrap around the neck of the dragoness of similar height for the sudden purpose of dragging this white beast to the floor of the cave, a movement that her opponent had no choice but to follow along with. When Raleth found herself on her back those teeth released, the weight of the body over her trapping her in the worst of possible spots while the lifting and slashing claws raked over the sides of that green throat, just struggling to find an escape from this position.
Raleth's struggle was to try and get off of her back, but the weight of the more muscular dragoness was keeping in pinned. Even as she worked to push against that green body with both front and back claws the lifting of only one emerald claw stepping down on the center of that white throat forced her to panic. Raleth's movements became quickly more frantic, her claws sinking in hard against Lishra's hand that was closing off any ability for the white dragoness to breath, even those hind claws kicking at the green stomach seemed to fail at having any real effect until one struggling kick would connect those sharp talons into the inside of those green thighs, dragging a hard rake across the flesh and forcing the more muscular creature to yip into a fast retreat. It hadn't hit anything vital but had come very close to a far more sensitive area that she'd rather preserve just a little bit longer. This gave Raleth the opening that she needed, though, and with a lift of that spiral horn driving into that green shoulder this white monster shoved Lishra back enough to rise back to her own feet once again.
Dragon hide was tough, for the most part, even against other dragons, but the way these two were fighting it was unlikely that either of them would walk away without a scratch or a bit of bruising. The cuts that they gave one another weren't anything to worry about, but it did show that they were willing to fight as hard as possible for the sake of their own ideals. What Raleth did notice, however, was how fit Lishra actually was. Even with the beating they'd given one another so far it was very clear that being a royal dragon had its own advantages, advantages that this white dragoness might be interested in getting in on. Of course that meant Raleth would need to prove herself, would need to show that she could win these kinds of fights, but lucky for her she had this green dragoness in pain and on the ropes. It was time to start building this match to a close and show off the real advantages of having her white figure as a royal dragon, something she was happy to bribe both of them with.
That white head came forward once again, jabbing the horn quickly and giving Lishra just enough room to shift just barely to the side in order to avoid it while still being made to back up. Another quick stab towards the green dragoness made her retreat even more and just when Lishra was at the entrance to this cave again Raleth swung a fast swipe of her claw towards that green neck, not cutting it, or damaging it, but holding it still while leaning forward for the sake of sinking her teeth against that throat once more. The fast twist of that white neck turned the emerald figure, making her tumble and fall down, rolling across the grass just outside of this cave so that Jacob would be forced to witness the defeat of his selected dragon with wide eyes and a constant stare of disbelief. It was hard for him to see what was happening inside of the cave, but out here it was very obvious that Lishra was in trouble and that tight grip around her neck was forcing her eyes to roll back as the breath was squeezed from her throat. Raleth wasn't about to kill another dragon, not if she wanted the job that she was looking for, but as those blue eyes locked onto the human standing there those teeth would release his ride while a white claw would stop down on her chest just for the sake of keeping that green creature down.
Lishra knew when she was defeated, and understood mercy well enough. The weight of this white dragoness was relatively light, but the knowledge that she'd won against the stronger green monster kept this honorable fighter on her back at the whim of her pale counterpart. The loud roar that called out from Raleth's throat sounded in pure dominance over the landscape, announced to anyone that could hear that this green dragon had fallen to her and that she was planning to show her the price of losing in such a way. A riding dragon's place was to defending a kingdom, it was transporting knights and royalty and fighting where such feats needed to be done, but there was another very useful purpose for a riding dragon that most didn't know, a purpose only whispered about in the depths of hushed tones that peasants gave one another. Maybe that was the reason for Raleth's actions, but even if it wasn't true, she wanted to show just how many talents that she really had.
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As that white head dipped down over the body of the muscular green dragoness, the deep scent that Raleth sniffed off of Lishra's body spoke to her in many ways. The scent of it driving a soft shiver through that pale body as the young human stepped forward as if to speak. Raleth didn't say anything to him, though, not yet, but instead stopped him in his tracks when she licked her forked tongue across those green cunny walls. The flavor that poured forth from such an initial lick was something to be impressed by as both Lishra and Jacob found themselves surprised by such a sudden action. The green dragoness had been expecting to be beaten further, thrashed in front of her rider, but to have her juicy slit licked in such a way made her hips jerk, churn, and even drew a deep murr from the depth of the lungs that were being stepped on by this lighter dragoness.
"Wha... what are you doing?" The voice of the emerald dragon became softer, more high pitched, but Raleth didn't answer instead just continuing to play around those quickly swelling lips as her tongue pinched and picked at them.
When this white dragon finally drove that tongue into her all words stopped and those hips lifted, finding themselves in the air as the tips of the tongue lashed around inside of her, forcing those eyes to once again roll into the back of her green face, but for completely different reasons this time. Every inch of tongue was rewarded with a higher lift of those hips until she could feel that dragon beak kissing down against her tender folds, those teeth easily raking across the surface of that green dragon pussy and even suckling on it to force a heated moan from that emerald throat. It was only through the quickly thrashing tongue inside of that immediately tightening tunnel that even more of that delicious cunny fluid continued to build up, continued to pool at the lips of the pussy only to trickle down over the side, but even that couldn't last forever and after that hard and ruthless licking those already shaking hips started to quiver, started to quake more and more only to finally release with a hot burst of that sticky dragon cum which slapped its moist presence over the sides of her already white face. The scent of that green dragoness left her to moan deeply, the flavor of her cum would keep her returning to this girl once she was assigned to the same stable, but she wasn't a riding dragon yet, that was something she was building up to.
When Raleth lifted her head from that well used and thoroughly defeated royal dragon she'd step over the green figure and find her way towards that human prince, an easy smile touching her drenched lips as strings of the cum from the defeated dragoness connected her upper lips to the lower, "Young prince. I've proven that I'm tougher than your current dragon. From this day, I want to be your riding dragon."
"I.. um.." Jacob didn't know what to say, this offer seemed to come out of nowhere to him and having witnessed the more lewd talents of this girl it was hard for him to make any level of decision.
This stalling wasn't something of promise or acceptance to Raleth, but she promised to give him incentive and all he needed to do was stand still for her. The movement of her four legged body came to lift that tail as she stepped past him, showing off the heat from her delicate dragon pussy, something to display her as a very healthy girl just before she turn herself around behind him, reaching her horned head over his shoulder and nuzzled her jaw against the center of that chest. Those human hands reached up to softly scratch and stroke at her neck, trying to find a holding place to not fall over just before that tongue came into effect once again. Jacob was fully clothed, something that the common dragoness didn't have to worry about, but even that was an obstacle that didn't bother this white beast even in the least. That forked tongue moved like it was its own living creature, snaking its way around that belt, past the brim and then down into the pants with an expert and clearly practiced technique. Nothing had been undone, but there the forked tongue was wrapping itself on either side of that already very hard dick. Long strokes up the length drew the shaft from the base up to the tip in a tight squeeze only to loosen and ten drop back down once again. These simple movements helped to wrap that tongue around the dick while the forks continued to descend until they found themselves wrapping around those very healthy balls. A nice tight squeeze and another series of long pulls brought that member up more and forced that young adult to pant quickly as his hands tightened around the sides of that white neck, trying to cling to Raleth's body in anyway that he could so that he'd be able to shutter without collapsing.
Raleth might have been practiced in using her tongue in such ways, but Jacob was very much not use to receiving such attention. The sensation of that tongue drooling down the length of his dick left him to struggle just at the basics of breathing through his deep and long moans all before the hot wave of his juicy seed gushed through within his own pants, shooting wad after heavy wad against that tongue and leaving the dragoness to realize just how good this prince really tasted on release. "Mmmm... we're going to have to do this more often, aren't we?" A question that was quickly responded to with a fast nodding.