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For some, a winter break from college was a chance to just laze around the house for a few weeks, recharging one's batteries for the upcoming semester. That was about the last thing Killian wanted to do - though, in his case, it was more that being around the house was more stressful than college itself.

He pulled his car up to the edge of the piney woods, climbing out into the cool winter air, a slight chill going through his 5'9", rather lean frame. It was about twenty miles from his house, but he'd never really been here before, and he was looking forward to a nice, quiet getaway. Wandering the woods had been one of his favorite stress-relieving pastimes at college, though, that was considerably more difficult at this time of year when there was snow on the ground and a lot more cold than at his southern home. Right now, it was going to hit the spot, especially because he wasn't sure if he could take another minute of being at home without it.

Killian didn't hate his parents, but they could just be so overbearing - they wanted him to be a doctor, and were pushing him along that path as hard as they possibly could, grilling him about his grades and the classes he was taking and pecking over every little nit they could come up with. It was frustrating being treated like a little kid all the time even though he was now 20 - and even as a little kid, he'd been pretty responsible, he'd never been in any serious trouble and had done well in school, but they acted like if they weren't hounding him every step of the way he'd become a delinquent. Even worse, he wasn't really sure he wanted to be a doctor - it didn't sound like a terrible thing, but it didn't hold any real appeal for him, either. But he wasn't sure what he wanted to do, so he was still running with it...at least, until he figured out what his passion was, and could work up the courage to tell them he wasn't following that path.

He entered the woods, carrying only a light backpack with a few goods in it, a bit of food for snacking on, a utility knife, a few first aid things, various odds and ends that weren't any real burden, especially compared to textbooks. He figured he'd wander around for a couple hours or so, enjoy the fresh air and the scents of the woods, then head back home reinvigorated and ready to endure the slings and arrows of his parents again.

His initial foray was quiet and uneventful; just a lot of walking and enjoying the quiet of the woods, the fresh air, the sound of the wind in the trees. There wasn't a lot else out there, not even that many animal sounds, few birds chirping or animals crawling around on trees...he wasn't sure why, but it didn't really matter to him, he wasn't going looking for them anyway. Just being here was good enough, and it didn't really matter what else was around.

Then, deep in the woods, he came across a rather large open area, where the trees seemed to have been cleared out. The ground had been cleared out a bit, there was some grass growing around but there it was more dirt with some foliage spread around. He wondered if someone had been doing some logging, since it didn't seem like it was a natural phenomenon...but why would someone go to the middle of the forest to log? That didn't make any sense...it was curious, it looked almost like someone had set up the layout of the ground deliberately. He trudged around it a little bit in curiosity, wondering if maybe something was underneath...suddenly he felt it give way, and jumped back in alarm, landing on his rear. His eyes widened as the dirt seemed to fade away in front of his eyes, revealing what looked like some kind of passage into the ground.

Now this was something quite different.

Killian examined the hole in the ground carefully. It looked surprisingly large, what might have seemed a fairly shallow pit from one angle clearly had a passage extending downwards when he looked at it from another. It was more than big enough for him to walk in without trouble...and something that big his size, how could he not at least check it out? It was too good of a mystery to just pass up.

Cautiously he jumped down into the recess and started walking. He expected it to rapidly get darker, but oddly enough it seemed like there were sources of light along the walls - what looked like odd markings in the dirt that glowed brightly enough for him to see. The marks were fascinating, unlike anything he'd ever seem before...he was tempted to touch them, but held back, uncertain whether they might be dangerous on contact. If they provided light like that they could burn...he kept going, down at a fair clip with a couple of turns. The walls looked more or less like loose dirt, but when he looked at them closely there appeared to be some kind of packing or structure to them, keeping them from being in any danger of collapsing. Someone had gone to rather great lengths to build something like this; but who?

His answer came soon enough. At the next turn, he found himself facing a large, open room, circular in shape, with brighter lights within illuminating the place. Clearly in sight were some large rocks, a bed of foliage, a couple of crude wooden chests...but at the moment, he wasn't really processing that, as his eyes were drawn to the rather large beast laying on the bed. It was quite large, the size of a full-grown horse at least, but that was where the equine similarities ended - rather, it was reptilian in appearance, with mostly yellow scales speckled here and there with orange, thick muscular limbs ended with wicked-looking claws, a long snout, two horns stretching off the back of its head in a slight arc, wings on its bock currently folded up…

“Whoa…" He had to be dreaming. This could only be a dragon! But how? They were mythical creatures, they didn't really exist…

Too late he realized that his expression of amazement had roused the beast. An eye popped open, turned towards him...and in an instant he was on his feet, snarling and roaring. “What are you doing here?!"

The idea of the dragon talking probably should have amazed him just as much, but with some of the D&D games his group had run Killian had kind of just assumed it a given quality dragons had. Thus, he was properly able to notice the rage in the beast's voice… “W-wait! I'm not...I just found it, I didn't know anyone was here!" He took a couple steps back, shrinking away from the dragon; how he was hoping that his first encounter with one wouldn't be the last thing he ever did!

“You have no business being in here! I don't know how you got past the glamours, but you won't be able to take me down! I don't care what weapons you have!"

“P-please! I'm...I-I'm unarmed! I've got nothing to hurt you with, I promise!"

The dragon's angry eyes searched him… “Maybe you don't, but that doesn't give you the right to barge into my den! You think I'm going to let you walk out and let everyone know about this? Give me one reason why I shouldn't end your pathetic life right here and now!"

Killian was shaking now, terrified of the dragon's fury. He was a lot bigger than a human and looked a lot more dangerous, he could easily follow through with his threats. “A-ah...i-if you kill me...they'll come looking for me...they'll find my vehicle and they'll know I was here...they might come and kill you if they find out you're here…"

The dragon stopped his approach, still looking daggers at him...but to Killian's eternal relief, he seemed to be contemplating those words. Eventually he let out a huff and stepped back. “They couldn't do anything to kill me anyway, unless they've worked out a way around immortality. But if you've got clues to your presence out there, I don't want to be harassed to no end. Fine, you can live, but if you breathe a word of this to anyone, I'll have your head."

“I swear it," Killian replied as quickly as he could. “Th-thank you...um...do you have a name?"

The dragon snorted. “I'm not in the habit of giving my name out to pests. Especially human pests. Why do you need to know anyway?"

“Um...I don't, I guess...I just felt weird not thanking you properly, and 'mister dragon' didn't seem very appropriate."

Another snort. “Fine. The name is Khrion. Any smart remarks about it and I'll rethink eating you." He made no comment about the 'mister dragon' line, which led Killian to assume the dragon was in fact a he, or at least identified that way.

“Okay...thank you, Khrion, for not eating me. I'm sorry to have bothered you...I didn't know anyone was down here, otherwise I wouldn't have tried to explore."

Khrion scowled at him. “You shouldn't have been able to find this place at all."

“I'm sorry about that...erm, but, it was just a strange patch of dirt in the middle of the woods."

“...What? You didn't see the large tree growing over the entrance?"

“Tree?" Killian echoed blankly.

Khrion started growling again. “Oh, that's fan-fucking-tastic. A human that can see through glamours in this day and age...nothing's sacred anymore, you think that skill dies out when they ruin the world's magic…"

“Ruin the world's magic?"

“Yes, ruin the world's magic! What, do you not know about that, either?"

“N-no, not at all...as far as I've ever been told, magic's just one of those things that's fictional, silly…"

“Well, it's not. It's real, except it barely even works anymore...ever since your kind fouled it up somehow ages ago. How the hell you managed that I don't even know, but it sure did a fucking number on the world…"

“I'm sorry about that...is that why you're in hiding? Are there other dragons hiding around too?"

“No, there aren't other dragons hiding around, you twit. Dragons generally don't get far without a healthy amount of magic in the world, the ones that weren't slain by assholes of your kind died out long ago. The only reason I'm around is because I'm the idiot who thought it would be fun to live forever...well, I'm not having fucking fun with it now! All I can do just to get my piece from your kind, they keep going around building around the places where I just want to hide away from you all…"

“Huh? But you said you're immortal...you couldn't just drive them away?" He was a bit hesitant to ask the question, not wanting to offend him, but already he was feeling like the shock and fear of seeing the dragon was starting to wear off...not gone yet, but being able to talk to him and reason with him took some of the freakiness off. And with the fading fear came greater curiosity.

“I'm immortal, that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt to be skewered by some idiot with a sword. And just because I can't die doesn't mean I can't be knocked out and captured, and then caged up like some dumb animal, which is another thing you humans do. Hell, if I had to live like that I'd wish I was dead, more so than I already am."

“Ugh, yeah. And they can be pretty nasty to them as well. Humans suck."

Khrion did a double-take. “Wh...what did you just say?"

Killian shrank back a bit at the startled response, until he saw that the dragon wasn't attacking him. “I...I said humans suck. I...didn't think you'd have a problem with that."

“I don't, by a long shot. But I didn't expect a human to say that to me. Maybe another dragon, if there was one around…but humans have always crowed about how great they are and spent all their time trying to kill dragons and such to prove it."

“Yeah, and it's goddamn annoying. Like, I'm sick and tired about hearing all this shit about what humans have accomplished. Yeah, what a treat, we rape the environment, start global wars, bomb each other into dust, enslave our own kind, let millions starve because we want to be rich, and god forbid you look slightly different from other humans or happen to be a guy that's into guys, because fuck you for no good reason. I wouldn't want to live with them, either, but I don't really get that much choice, because I wouldn't last a day being a mountain hermit..." Killian trailed off as he noticed that Khrion was staring at him almost bug-eyed, and the awkwardness crept back into him. He hadn't even realized how freely his was speaking until then...it was like the fear had just kind of faded away as he ranted.

“Has the world changed that much that humans will speak freely about their own kind that way? In my age such things were treason…"

“Well, it's not exactly treason, but people will get on your ass for it still. It's one of the most annoying things...I just never feel like I can really say what I want to say to people, it's always hiding it or saying something that only hints at how I feel, things like that. I guess it's nice to be able to talk with someone who won't mind if I say what I mean."

“Well, I...I suppose I wouldn't mind commiserating with you in that regard. To be honest, it would be nice to get a few of my gripes off my chest as well...my contact with humans in this day and age is extremely limited, but they still create their difficulties for me, and it gets tiresome just ranting to myself without anyone to respond."

“God, you have no idea how long I've been wanting that myself. Sure as hell can't talk to other humans about this, some of them think I'm creepy for even thinking about it. They act like I'm nuts for thinking humans do anything terrible, or they think I'm wrong about the stuff that they do, or they don't listen to me because they thing I'm some angsty college student who doesn't know what he's talking about. Doesn't matter what I tell them, they find some reason to get angry at me…"

Khrion shook his head. “That sounds terrible. I've only spoken to you a short time and already I can tell you're quite wise."

Killian felt himself grin a bit; the dragon's compliment really helped make him feel more secure, if Khrion liked him then he wasn't nearly as scary. “Thanks...I don't think it's wisdom...I'm just not ignoring the facts. We do a lot of dumb shit...I just feel like we're capable of doing a lot better, but no one cares enough to actually do it."

“Well, I certainly couldn't get them to hundreds of years ago, I don't know why that would change now...real idiots they were, would do some of the dumbest things. You know that they actually thought draining blood would cure diseases?"

“Oh, yeah, they kept on thinking that for a LONG time. And it's not that much better, for all the better we've gotten at medicine there are still plenty of idiots who think they can be kept healthy by crystals or magnets or other dumb shit like that. And don't even get me started on religion!"

“Religion? You can't tell me they still believe all that garbage after all this time?! What the heck goes on in those so allegedly superior brains?"

The conversation got continually more cordial from there, with both human and dragon bringing up the aspects of humanity that bugged them the most, each able to relate to many of the things that were mentioned by the other, and enjoying stories of the worst they had to offer from both the past and the present. What had started as a hostile, threatening encounter had turned into an animated discussion that made the two seem like longtime friends. Eventually it strayed beyond just discussion of humans to some other aspects of the world, with Killian talking at length about different fantasy settings and Khrion expressing anything from confusion to hilarity depending on how close it was to his experience. For once, Killian felt at home with his fairly nerdy background, even with his gaming group he felt a bit lost at times since in a lot of ways they were different types of nerds. It said something to him that he felt more at home with the dragon than with any of them.

It wasn't until an accidental glance at his watch that Killian realized how late it was. He'd said he would be home in a few hours...it was a bit past a few hours at this point. “Oh, jeez...I didn't realize how late it was. Someone's gonna be trying to find me...I don't want them coming to search here. I should get outta here before then."

“Oh…" Khrion sounded more disappointed than he intended to. He'd actually been enjoying the conversation...it had been a very long time since he'd talked to someone other than himself, and he'd forgotten how much he'd missed it. “Well...if you don't tell anyone else about this, I wouldn't mind having you back…"

“Really? Gosh...I'd love to come back. I want to learn more about the world like it used to be...apparently they don't know shit about it up there."

“I'd be more than happy to tell you what I can. As long as it stays between us…"

“Oh, yeah, I won't tell a soul. Not that I know any that deserve to know about you anyway. I'll try to make it back in a day or two, okay?"

“All right then. Farewell, Killian...I look forward to our next meeting."

“Yeah, me too."

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Over the next couple weeks, Killian found himself over at Khrion's den more and more. Occasionally a day would pass between visits, but never two, and he kept his word and didn't breathe anything about what he'd found to anyone. Especially not his parents, who were getting increasingly pesky about where he was going all the time, and didn't seem to buy that he was going to see a friend. Though in this case it was the truth, but he didn't exactly reveal who or what his friend was.

They couldn't really stop him. It was his own vehicle, and his own free time. And the more they pestered him, the happier he was to get out of there.

Khrion was enjoying the visits quite a lot himself. The two of them didn't do much except talk, though Killian did show Khrion a few gadgets from time to time. Despite his hostility towards humans, the dragon had admitted a grudging respect for their ability to create, and it was clear some of the electronics were rather fascinating to him. He seemed particularly interested in the idea of communicating across long distances, which had Killian suspecting that the dragon was more starved for contact than he was willing to let on.

In turn, Khrion regaled him with stories from the history of Earth as he'd seen it. Apparently it wasn't just dragons, a great many so-called mythical creatures had existed in the past when magic was at its height. The dragon took great delight in telling him about them, what they were like and his encounters with them, though always with a tinge of sadness. The disappearance of magic had taken them away - they hadn't really died so much as fading out of existence, unable to be sustained on the physical world. The loss had apparently affected even those creatures that weren't magical, taking away some properties they once had...and humans as well, as they simply became unable to remember what magic had really been like and cast it off as pure fantasy.

Their discussions also led to the explanation for how Khrion was still around when no other dragons were. There had been a phase in the past where immortality was the hot topic, and dragons all over were trying to figure out how to achieve it. A lot of different weaves of magic were tried, usually ending in failure...but Khrion had sussed something out while examining some of the failed attempts from others, and not only determined the proper magic, but also some of the reasons it failed. Simply put, dragons were too large to make immortal - the amount of magic required to gather in one spot was too unstable to imbue a creature of their size with eternal life. Khrion had decided to shrink himself down to about half the typical size in order to accomplish the feat, converting the excess mass to magical energy to fuel the spell. Killian could only imagine how large he'd been before...and apparently even his original size had been slightly on the small side of average for a dragon.

It had been a success, but as time went on he found immortality less and less nice - being unable to die didn't mean he couldn't be injured or fall ill, and though he could always recover back to normal it still wasn't all that convenient. And other dragons didn't really believe he was immortal, either, thinking it a trick or just a delusion; after so many failures it had simply become common belief that such a thing was impossible. And because he looked like a runt, it was tough to get a mate or anything like that.

By the time he decided that it wasn't worth it and he wanted to change back, the humans had spoiled magic. It simply wasn't possible to gather enough to reverse the spell, certainly not enough to restore his original size. He'd hoped for a time that the failure of magic in the world would make the spell falter, but it continued to sustain itself - the very little magic around was still enough for it.

“It really is an amazing spell...but its consequences are far more trouble than they're worth," the dragon said with a sigh. “Had I known the coming storm, I wouldn't have bothered...curiosity is a dangerous thing."

“So you've spent...what, centuries? All on your own?"

“The last dragons I knew of faded around 800 years ago. They were among the last of the magical creatures to go, because of how much magic they stored, but they simply couldn't be sustained. Since then I've traveled far afield...I'd hoped that this landmass would afford me some better peace and quiet, and I suppose it has, though far from perfect."

“Jeez...I'd hate to be alone like that, I'd go mad way quickly. There really are no more? No one else ever got curious like you did and tried it out?"

“Believe me, I tried to find one. Didn't really want to live out an eternity all on my own. But it turned up nothing. Magical creatures, they don't really do well without it, so I didn't have high hopes. About the only way another could exist is if I was able to use a spell to breed another one through another species...there's a very small possibility that they would inherit my immortality. But I'm not willing to go through the pain of so many failures for that...it would probably break me long before I succeeded."

“I'm sorry...I wish there was something I could do."

“I'm afraid there's nothing to be done about it. The only real way of restoring what once was would be to restore magic to its former glory, and I don't even know what it is that ruined it in the first place, only that it was a product of humans. I've thought about doing that in the past, but there's no way for me to figure out how to even start."

Khrion fell silent, contemplative...Killian maybe should have said something, but he was a bit preoccupied. The dragon's casual mention of breeding had his mind going odd places…maybe it was weird, but he did have a bit of a curiosity about sex for fantasy creatures. It might have just been because he was pretty horny frequently anyway, and that he couldn't find any interest in humans that way, but his mind would wander to that every now and then. And now he definitely had a curiosity about Khrion and other dragons in that way.

He hadn't seen anything obvious in between the dragon's legs to indicate its gender, though through their chats he hadn't noticed anything to indicate he was something other than a male. He'd at first thought maybe they just didn't have anything, that their breeding was different...but now he was starting to think maybe they were just hidden. Like how other reptiles had some sort of slit that their organs emerged from...it had him wondering what they would look like if that was the case. The dragon would have to be pretty hung, even at his current size he was at least as big as a horse, and looked even bigger with the wings and tail…

“Hm…" Khrion's voice rang out, distracting him a bit. The dragon was sniffing the air, seeming to pick up on something...too late he realized he was getting hard. He cursed himself silently, that was rude, he should have waited… “I think...I think your scent's changed, Killian."

“My scent? Erm, I haven't noticed anything...you sure it's not something spoiling in your food stores?" It was a feeble effort to deflect, the chests in the corner of the den were good at keeping any unpleasant scent from escaping - Khrion could still use a little magic for minor things, and that was one of the tricks he'd mentioned on Killian's second visit when he was giving the full tour, such as it was.

“Hm...no, I don't think so. I think I smell something from you...something like AROUSAL…" Khrion stepped over, leering at Killian with a devilish smirk. Killian suddenly felt himself start to sweat; the dragon seemed to have changed in demeanor, seemed more imposing than before. It was weird, he felt like he should have been frightened...but it wasn't all fear, at the very least.

“Rrr...it's been so long since I smelled that...at least, someone other than my own...and my own doesn't smell NEARLY as good…" Khrion suddenly ducked his head down at Killian's crotch, taking a deep inhale at the source of the scent before Killian could put up any protest. “Yesssss...that's so good, you smell better than I ever expected a human could…"

“Khrion…" Killian started to say something, but his words were lost when he caught sight of what was hanging between the dragon's legs. From a slit that he hadn't really noticed in his previous visits, a long, thick, purple spire of flesh had emerged, and it was huge, easily dwarfing his own and still only half hard. More pointed at the tip, it got very thick very fast, and at the very base there was a bulge that was even thicker...it reminded him of the knot on a dog's cock, something he'd seen once as a teen when he and a friend had watched his friend's dog go to town on a bitch. Only then did the scent of the dragon hit Killian's nose, ripe and powerful, almost dizzying...there was no, question what the dragon was feeling and wanting. “That...you...want to...with me?"

“I don't see anyone else here. It's been too long...I need this worse than I thought if a human's getting me going like this. And I can tell you want it too, you wouldn't be giving off that scent if you weren't…"

Killian was about to issue a denial, to say it was purely accidental...but was it? He hadn't really thought about it, but maybe the dragon was the reason...he'd never really been attracted to another human, despite being frequently horny it was never from looking at his fellow kind...really, the only thing that he could recall specifically getting him aroused were some fantasy stories featuring creatures that weren't human...he hadn't really gone looking for much of that because he didn't want anyone he knew to find out about that, but it had been pretty fun and enticing to read...maybe Khrion really was what was causing this reaction. The more he thought about it, the more he was finding himself intrigued...sure, Khrion was big, but was he really going to pass up a chance to have sex with a dragon?

“Best get your clothes off...it won't be long before I'm tearing them off of you." It sure didn't sound like Khrion wanted to give him the option. Killian thought he would probably let him go if he really put his foot down...but he wasn't, and that said enough about Killian that it pretty much put the matter to rest. Hurriedly he pulled off his clothing, tossing the garments in a heap a few feet away. It was almost tempting to let the dragon go to town on them, but he knew that would get way too many questions at home, so he made sure he got every last scrap of clothing off of his body safely before letting Khrion back near him.

The dragon didn't waste time after that, sniffing and licking at Killian's bare crotch, his hot breath washing over the human's hardening cock and balls and making him shiver a bit. A moment later, his long, purple tongue reached out, licking over his gonads and saturating them with his saliva, which left a pleasant tingling sensation on them that wasn't going away. “Rrrr…I should apologize in advance, I don't think I'm going to be very gentle with you."

“Ah…y-you're going to…" Killian flushed deeply, starting to get the idea. “Is that...safe? You're...you're so big…"

“Of course it's safe, I'll be using magic. How else do you think dragons of different sizes handled each other? You'll feel great, I promise it won't hurt at all." Khroin's eyes glowed, and Killian shuddered at the odd sensation that arose within him, warming his entire body from within, especially within his rear and his guts. There wasn't any obvious difference in his appearance, but he definitely had the sense that something had changed, that he'd be able to do what he needed to to take Khrion. It was almost unreal, the thought that he was going to lose his virginity to a dragon, to something that put the term “hung like a horse" to shame...but as he turned over onto his hands and knees on the bed, he found himself almost as eager as Khrion was.

Maybe he really was just that strange after all.

The dragon's paws whumphed onto the bed around each side of him, and he suddenly felt a bit more magic running through him - magic that was holding him in place, making it so he couldn't move more than a little bit. “Sorry, but it's gonna be hard to get into you just relying on your own strength…" Khrion growled from above him. “Don't worry, you'll be fine, it'll wear off after I'm done." Killian hoped that was the case...then again, Khrion hadn't been untrustworthy yet, was there really a reason to doubt him? True, he hadn't exactly been asking permission for anything, but he still had the sense that the dragon was being honest with him.

The tip of that cock nudged up against his ass...it felt as impossibly large as it looked, like there was no way it was going to be able to fit into something so tight and small. And as the trip pressed against his ass, it at first seemed like that was the case, that he would be denied due to the sheer difference in size. But then he felt Khrion push harder, strain against the magic holding Killian in place...his rigid cock insistently pressuring his hole, trying to force it open. Something had to give, and Killian's ass ended up being the weakest link - he gasped loudly as he felt the mass sink into him, slowly but forcefully, spreading him to an extent he never would have imagined. It was the weirdest thing he'd ever felt, but perfectly painless - the magic was doing its trick just as Khrion had promised.

The dragon paused about a third of the way in, panting at the tight grip around his dick. Heck, a tight anything was perfection after this long, but the human's ass was even better than he thought it would be. He quickly examined Killian, trying to make sure that there wasn't anything wrong, that his partner was all right...keeping himself still was almost torture, but he did his due diligence. “You're...okay, right? Everything...feels fine?"

“Y-yeah...go...go ahead…"

That was all the word Khrion needed. He pulled back slightly, and then drove in the rest of the way up to his knot, slamming the whole length of his dick into the immobilized human. If Killian had thought it was a wild stretch before, it was nothing compared to this - his whole body seemed to warp in order to take it in. He could feel it bulging inside him, but when he looked down he saw nothing out of place, no sign of the huge staff inside him. Whatever that magic was, it was certainly something.

Khrion could have lived with the idea of never pulling out of that wonderful passage; it hugged his cock so tightly, so completely, providing a pleasant heat to go along with it. But the urge to thrust was overpowering, and he wasn't in any state to be holding back. Slowly he dragged himself out of Killian, and then, when all the way out to his narrow tip, thrust back in again, spearing the human and stretching him all over again. His growls deepened as he shuddered with unbridled pleasure; feeling Killian cling to him as he moved about was even better than being still.

Rapidly Khrion picked up the pace, going from a fairly slow, measured thrusting to a hard and fast rutting as his control evaporated. It was a lot for Killian to take, but he wasn't complaining - on the contrary, his loud moans were audible even with the growls and grunts of the dragon above him. Weird as the stretching felt, it also felt really good - better than anything he could have imagined, in fact. And on top of that, Khrion's huge cock was laying hard blows on that very sensitive spot inside him, making the pleasure spike each time he smacked it, driving his own pleasure to greater peaks than he'd ever known, forcing his cock to leak liberally. He almost wished he could push back into Khrion, but there was no question the dragon's strength would have been impossible for him to handle on his own; it was definitely for the best that he was being held in place.

Especially when he started feeling the dragon pound against him harder, and he realized that the thing smacking against his rear was still intended to go inside him. The dragon's knot was a fearsome size even compared to the rest of his dick, but the way Khrion was ramming it against him left no doubt that he didn't care about that difference. All Killian could do was brace himself for the entry, and try to relax for it so that it could actually get inside.

Soon Khrion was gripping the bed tight, and with a guttural snarl rammed against Killian and held himself there. His immense strength pushed that knot against the human's hole, unrelenting in its pressure on him...Killian felt himself slowly giving in, stretching impossibly wider every moment until, with a wet slurp, something gave way and the whole thing plunged in, locking him up tight. The force of it was so intense, so pleasurable, that it set him off right then and there, shooting hard onto the bedding beneath him, the most violet orgasm he'd ever had in his life.

Only moments after he started, Khrion began to let loose, and if Killian thought he was full before, he was about to have that word redefined. A huge round of dragoncum fired off into his body, flooding his insides with a thick, hot wetness that seemed to cling to him. And that was just the first shot...then came another, and another, making him feeling more and more full and bloated with every shot. His hands clutched at the foliage as he weathered the sensations, almost starting to think he should be exploding from the mass of everything inside him, but enjoying it too much to really care about that fate.

Khrion's growls of pleasures were nearly constant as he rode out his finest orgasm in centuries. Finally having his knot embedded inside a tight hole was almost a miracle, he'd almost given up on ever having that happen again. His mind almost went blank from the euphoria, grinding automatically against Killian to coax every bit of his load out of him that he could. There was so much of it, and it lasted for so long...he could've sworn that he was filling every bit of space inside the human with as much as was coming out of him. It was a good couple of minutes before he felt his mind come back into focus, the acute pleasure receding but the afterglow kicking in and making him feel wonderful. “Aaaaahhhh...fuck, words can't express how much I needed that…"

“Y-yeah...I kinda figured, the way you were reaming me…" Killian panted underneath him. He was still locked in place, but he could feel his range of motion slowly returning...of course, he had the dragon's knot keeping him from going too far. “And the way you just kinda decided it was gonna happen…"

“Ah...erm...sorry about that. I...guess I got a little carried away...it's been so long since I've smelled another creature's arousal, it just...got to me."

“It's okay...I enjoyed it, to be honest, though I think it might be nice to go a bit easier next time."

“Well, that's...wait, next time?"

Killian chuckled quietly. “Yeah...next time. I kind of figured you would be interested in that...unless I'm mistaken?"

“Not at all...y-yes, definitely, I'd be more than happy to do that…" Khrion flushed a bit; somehow he'd assumed that it was an isolated incident, nothing more, and finding out that Killian was up for more was quite exciting, he didn't know quite how to react to it. He would definitely have to make sure he was happy...being able to release that pent-up stress more often would be wonderful, and he couldn't think of anyone he'd rather do that with.

---

After that, sex became another part of their routine for the next several days. True to his word, Khrion eased up on Killian after the first time; it was easier to do so as he got more familiar with the sensations in his body and his responses to the triggers that got him going. It seemed like each time they enjoyed it more, and lasted longer than before. Khrion was actually rather impressed with how well the human handled it, especially when he heard about some of their cultural hang-ups. Then again, it was part of what made him so attracted to Killian...the human seemed decidedly not human-like, and the less human he was like, the more Khrion liked him.

Of course their conversations also continued, still taking most of the time they spent together...and Khrion found himself getting closer to him in more than just a physical way. He found himself pining after Killian when he was away, elated when he arrived, excited by his presence and his energy, emotionally invested in him to such a degree that his sadness was Khrion's sadness, his happiness Khrion's happiness...slowly it was dawning on him that this was more than just loneliness and lust. Was it...he wasn't sure he dared to think the word, not after so long, he didn't even know if he knew what it was anymore...but it was more than loneliness and lust, that he knew for sure.

And Killian was getting the same sense. His recognition of it was also poor, he'd never truly connected with anyone like this, so everything was unfamiliar to him...but his thoughts of the dragon had gotten a lot more complex, and his feelings a lot deeper than ever before. It was clear he cared for Khrion more than he'd cared for anyone else in his life, despite the difference in their species. Or maybe because of it...he didn't feel any of the pressures he'd felt when interacting with humans, it meant a lot more mental freedom and that made him really happy. Khrion was so easy to talk with...he found himself wanting to spend as much time in the dragon's den as possible. And getting nailed by him was highly enjoyable as well, the dragon seemed to be able to give him every sort of pleasure he could possibly ask for.

That was why it made it all the harder to have something very important weighing on him as he entered Khrion's den this time. The dragon immediately picked up on it, and stepped over to him in concern. “What's wrong, Killian?"

The human sighed deeply. “I...wish I didn't have to say it. But I can't really get around it. I'm...not gonna be able to come around anymore after today. My winter break's almost over...that college thing I was telling you about, I've got to go back, and I won't be able to come visit because it's way too far away. So...it's kind of my last visit."

“Your last...visit…"

Killian nodded sadly. “I've got two days before I have to go back. And I'm going to have to get up really early the day I travel, so I have to get to bed early to...which means no extra stuff. So...this is the last day I'm going to get to be here."

“Oh...I see…" Khrion's response was even, but inside he felt like he'd been struck in the gut by a cannonball. It hit harder than he'd expected. “You...you have to go?"

“I'm afraid so. Unfortunately, it's something I kind of need to do to have good future job prospects. Even though I'm not sure what I want to do for that...I'm kind of hoping I'll learn while I'm there. But it means I'm gonna have to go back to the grind, and that's gonna take me away."

“So...I won't ever see you again?"

“I...I hope not never...it'll be a few months at least, though. And I don't know if I'm gonna be able to sneak away so much over the summer, I'll have to get a job to support myself and that'll keep me a lot busier than over this break. So it'll be tougher to work it all out…"

“Ohhhh...I...I'm sorry, Killian, I...I don't want to make this harder, I just...I really wish you didn't have to go anywhere. I...I wanted you to be around all the time...I know that's not fair of me, but…"

“It's all right. I guess I should have said something about it earlier, prepared you for it, but I...I just didn't really want to think about it. I've been having so much fun here, enjoying you and just being around, that I didn't want to accept that I'd have to give it up. But there was no way I could leave without telling you...that would've hurt even more, I couldn't do that to you."

The two of them sat together on the bed, quietly trying to come to terms with their coming separation. A big loss for both of them, right after finding something that meant so much...neither one of them had any idea how to handle it. Nothing they could think of really felt sufficient to console either themselves or the other, and the mood made it difficult to try to think of something to take their minds off of it.

“I guess I didn't expect this...it's been so long since I had someone I cared about down here, I didn't really remember what it was like to lose them," Khrion said finally.

Killian nodded. “Yeah...same here...when I left to go to college the first time, there was no one in town that I was close enough to to miss. Now that I actually have someone to miss...it sucks worse than I ever imagined."

“I guess there's not much we can do except try to make the most of it…"

“Yeah. That's all we can really do. I...I really want to just feel you, Khrion. And I want you to feel me, too...if this is the last time for a long time...I want to give you an experience to really remember."

“Me...me too. I don't want you to leave with us feeling sad...I want it to feel good, as good as it can."

Killian had already started disrobing, leaning in close to the dragon for warmth; the den was kept a nice temperature but there was still a bit of nip in the air. “There's something I want to do...I'd really like to taste you, Khrion. I've been wondering ever since that first time what that would be like...but I never asked because I know it wouldn't really be satisfying for you."

“Ah...you could have asked anyway, I would have let you try…" Khrion would have to admit that it wouldn't have done much for him - Killian simply couldn't have covered enough of his flesh to get him off properly. Still, if it would've been good for Killian, he would've sucked it up and let him do as he wished. He could've made up for it some way...

“But I know it wouldn't have been as good. And I know there's something you've wanted to do as well...you know, that thing you mentioned a couple times ago…"

Khrion flushed a bit. It was just a bit of teasing, Killian casually joking that Khrion would go a lot harder on him if he wanted to, and he'd mentioned drilling him like he would a bitch dragon in the old days. Which involved pounding the bitch dragon hard enough to make his knot pop in and out, over and over until he was completely wiped out. It wasn't something he was seriously threatening to do to Killian, but it also wasn't something he would have refused if given the chance. “I was just joking about that, you know…"

“Suuuure you were." Now naked, Killian gave him a peck up near his horn. He'd been very appreciative that Khrion had eased up on him after the first round, while at the same time recognizing that he was making an effort to hold back. Which was good, because even with magic he was exhausted and sore just from a casual romp...but if tonight was the last chance for a long time, he wanted to go all out, and wanted to give Khrion a chance to go all out as well. “But if I'm gonna be working you up this hard for something I want, I want to give you what you want in return. So once I've had my taste, you can take me like your bitch dragon. All out...don't hold back on my account. Okay?"

“I...if that's what you really want…" It was tough to hide the note of excitement in his voice, though; Khrion hadn't truly gone all out since the ancient days, back even before he was immortal. It would be yet another treat from the human...oh, it was going to hurt when he was gone, but right now he needed to think about his being here right now. “How should I...position myself, exactly?"

“It'll probably be easiest if I'm lying on the bed...I'm guessing you don't take being on your back very well, with the way your wings are positioned, so me being on mine should work best. Then just put your cock near my head and let me do the rest."

“Okay…" Khrion stood up, following the directions he was given. It was weird for him, dragons would sometimes use their mouths and throats as another hole but Killian was clearly too small for that, he would only be licking and maybe sucking the tip. He wasn't sure how much he'd like it, his kind's style had always been rough and rowdy, hard and fast. But if that's what Killian wanted, he would do it...his dark purple cock emerged from his slit, rapidly gaining in size and girth over the human's head. Looking down, he could see Killian's arousal as well, his own cock upright in the air. Such pleasure from nothing but tasting...it was somewhat foreign to him.

Reaching up, Killian brought the massive meat towards his head gently. The dark color of the flesh was endlessly fascinating to him, it wasn't like anything he'd ever seen or imagined. His hands kneaded the flesh with a bit of force, he knew he wasn't going to damage anything if Khrion could pound him as hard as he'd felt before so he didn't go too gently. Besides, he wanted Khrion to feel at least some pleasure from it...but his first goal was a taste, so he pointed it as best he could at his mouth and reached his tongue out, licking the slit at the very tip.

He had no idea what to expect the dragon to taste like; there was never anything to taste after they finished their previous rounds, his body seemed to suck everything up that was shot inside him, which Khrion thought was a side effect of the magic. The dragon's scent was about the only clue he had - strong, heavy, a touch spicy perhaps. What he got from the taste of the flesh was interesting...the musky taste was definitely dominant, but with some mildly sweet and spicy undertones, countering the odd flavor of his musk. He actually rather liked it, it was a novel taste but not unpleasant, and it encouraged him to get a little bolder and lick around the giant cock more. His hands and tongue combined worked the flesh over, trying to provide as much pleasure to the dragon as they could.

It was working, at least a little bit. Khrion couldn't say it compared to taking Killian the usual way, but he at least felt the contact on his shaft, the little touches that went here and there. They were surprisingly pleasant, though not enough to get him off, it was certainly making him feel good, like a pleasant tease. Soft sounds, almost like purring, escaped his mouth as he let Killian do as he desired, simply standing there and enjoying the feelings.

As he worked the dragon's dick harder, Killian felt it start to leak a bit on him. The thin precum was splattering down on him as the dragon's arousal grew, enough that it was getting him a bit wet. Eagerly he shifted the tip back towards his head and licked up some of the fluid as it spurted out. The taste was similar to the flesh except lighter on the musky side and stronger on the sweet and spicy, making it even more desirable. It really had him wondering what his full seed was like...he didn't know if he'd get the chance to find out. “Khrion, you taste really good…"

“You...really think so?" Khrion didn't really know how to react to that - of all the things he could remember from his sexual encounters in past ages, compliments on his taste were never among them. It simply wasn't something dragons ever seemed to care about...he looked down again, once more taking note of Killian's erect cock below him. If humans got pleasure like this from giving, surely they would from getting it, right? It was odd feeling like the less experienced one in anything, as old as he was, but perhaps it was worth trying it. He ducked his head down, opening his mouth and extending his long, purple tongue down to coil around Killian's dick.

The hot, wet organ wrapping around him got Killian moaning loudly. He hadn't expected Khrion to actually participate, given his earlier uncertainty, but he was glad he did, because it felt really good. “Y-yeah...just like that…" Just the tongue was doing the trick for him, though he would rather the dragon didn't use much more than that, his teeth were a bit scary. As long as he continued to feel nothing sharp, though, he was able to continue attending to the mass above him. He continued to lick and rub Khrion's cock, getting it to drip more and more, still wanting to get the dragon off like this, hoping to taste what he had to offer...or if nothing else, reach his own climax and tease Khrion enough to get him really going.

Khrion was soon getting a similar taste of Killian as the human's pre started to come out rather liberally. It wasn't as fantastic a taste to him, but also nothing particularly unpleasant, more just there than anything...better was the physical response, the moaning and slight pulsing of the cock under his tongue, signs that Killian was getting a lot of pleasure out of his actions. It made him feel rather proud that his partner enjoyed him so...humans didn't roar out as loud as dragons did, so it was harder to gauge how he was feeling when he got rutted. Perhaps there was an upside to this oral stuff…??They kept it up a while longer, but Killian's mouth was getting tired, and he seemed no closer to getting the dragon off. On the other hand, he himself was VERY close, thanks to the dragon's tricky tongue, which on its own was far more capable that the human's mouth. There was really only one shot left for him: steeling himself, he opened as wide as he could and wrapped his mouth around the tip of Khrion's cock, getting just enough in to fill his mouth pretty fully, and started working inside the slit at the end with his tongue.

The response was pretty quick - Khrion hadn't expected it, especially the tongue sticking inside, and nearly bucked himself into Killian, only just holding himself back. The pleasure from it was startling, fairly intense despite the lack of pressure on his cock, and he found himself getting slightly shaky as it spread over him. It all got him working Killian's dick even more, his tongue squeezing and sliding around the staff with ease, while at the same time resisting the urge to start working himself deeper inside Killian's mouth.

Soon enough, Killian felt himself go over the edge, arching his back as he pushed into that tongue, saturating it with his seed. Khrion rather eagerly took it in, finding this to be superior in flavor to the cockflesh and pre. Something about it was lively and enjoyable, appealing to his senses...and the added pleasure he was feeling didn't hurt, either, nor did the bump to his ego at the thought that he could make his partner cum without even using his cock. Very few dragons in the past would have been able to say that...all the while, he continued to enjoy the tongueplay in his slit, the rubbing of the human's hands, the efforts to build his pleasure more and more…

Suddenly Killian made another move, his hands shot up and started massaging Khrion's knot, putting a good bit of pressure on it while rubbing around the base next to his slit. Khrion let out a shocked “Ah!" as he felt his cock pulse, a miniature orgasm hitting him and sending a gush of his seed straight into Killian's mouth. He hadn't been ready for it either, and it overwhelming him quickly, forcing him to pull off and cough a bit. A second, smaller shot coated most of his face, making a nice mess of him as he tried to recover, but there wasn't much more than that as the pleasure receded again rather quickly, not all the way but enough that he wasn't spurting anymore. Above him, Khrion was panting rather hard. “Wow...I never felt anything like THAT before...you are something else, Killian."

“Yeah, I'll have to remember that trick." Now it was his turn to feel rather pleased with himself, he'd reached his goal in a fashion and made the dragon appreciate this kind of pleasure a lot more. And the cum was its own reward, as it was even more appealing than Khrion's precum, stronger in all aspects of the flavor and almost tinged with some kind of energy as well, providing a pleasant feeling beyond the taste of it. He licked up as much of it as he could, using his hands to collect it from his face, though he wasn't able to get it all before Khrion stepped in and used his own tongue to take off the rest. “Ah, hey, I was gonna save that," he joked.

“Couldn't resist…" Khrion had tasted himself quite a bit before, but never mixed with the taste of a lover. Killian, without a doubt, made it better. “Now...I believe you were going to offer me something in exchange for that?"

“Going to? I think I already did." Khrion stopped away from him and allowed him to flip himself over and get into position. “Don't go easy on me, okay? You promised me dragon's bitch, I want to feel just what you mean. I'm confident I can take it with the magic you've used."

“As am I." Speaking of, Khrion started weaving the familiar spell to make Killian able to take him. “I hope someday we can keep doing this...maybe one day we'll be able to make it so you can take me without any help. That would be something, wouldn't it?"

“Heh, that sounds almost impossible." Killian wiggled his rear tauntingly at Khrion while the magic worked its way into him. “Especially if this is as hard as you make it sound, you'd probably turn me into mush by the time you were done."

“Perhaps. I'd never be able to go so hard, for sure...hm, maybe we'll just stick with magic, it sounds more fun." He climbed over Killian, positioning his cock at the human's entrance, his other magic to hold him in place active as well. “Ready?"

“Yeah, I think so…"

Khrion's voice suddenly became harder. “No, you're not. There's no being ready for this. That's why you're gonna like it so much." Before Killian could respond, the entirety of the dragon's dick up to the knot slammed into his body, taking his breath right away. He was right, Killian wasn't ready, he couldn't have been, it sent a shockwave through him that reverberated through his whole body, and kept doing so as Khrion went all out. Not even a second of hesitation before he yanked out and slammed in again, and then again...if he'd thought the first round was hard, it was nothing compared to this.

Now Khrion was truly in heaven. Centuries of frustration and loneliness were being taken out on the human beneath him, more so than ever before. Because it wasn't just a rut, it was a rut like he'd actually have done with another dragon, the force and speed of one of the great beasts of the past. His well-teased dick was eagerly drilling into Killian's rump with a fury the human would never see matched in his life, at least not by another creature...and it felt so good that it was all he could do to keep from busting early. Heaven help him, the human was probably a better lay than any dragon he'd ever had, unless that was just his memory failing him.

Incapable of doing anything other than enduring, Killian had to settle for giving off constant cries of unbridled pleasure. Even on his magically-boosted body it was a strain, but wonderful nonetheless, the ferocity made his heart race and his adrenaline pump. The power of the dragon was even a bit frightening, but that made it all the better...he was starting to understand why dragons liked it this way, it had its definite appeal. He'd recovered quite rapidly from his tongue-induced orgasm shortly before, aided by the relentless hammering of his prostate and just about everything else inside him. “Agh...Kh-Khrion...m-more…" he managed to get out between his cries.

And Khrion had every intent of giving it to him. With a sudden, violent slam, he forced himself against Killian with all his might, straining his hole wide open before Killian expected it. His hole yawned wide open and sucked in the knot rather rapidly, making him yell out over the dragon's snarl as the bulge entered him. The next moment, both sounds came again noticeably louder as Khrion pulled back just as hard, tearing the knot out of Killian with a loud slurp, making him feel suddenly very empty for a brief moment before it was driven right back inside. His body accepted it a lot more quickly this time, and relinquished hold much more rapidly as well, acceding to the sheer power of the dragon. His climax came on the third intrusion, though the force of the orgasm seemed to pale in relation to what Khrion was imposing on him, the sheer energy that seemed almost ready to break him at any moment.

Khrion continued to knot-fuck him for almost a full minute, now barely slowed by its size as he broke the human open just right. He was thankful for the magic helping Killian out, it would be a harsh ride for even a dragon and despite wanting the wildness of it, it would have killed him to see Killian in pain. As it was, he had wondered if it would be too much, but the human's cries were unadulterated with even a hint of discontent. He was a trooper, for sure...finally, he couldn't hold back anymore, and drove in one last time, roaring loudly and shooting a jet of flame into the ceiling as he came harder than ever before. Huge gushes of dragon seed surged into Killian, a flood that easily beat even the first time they'd coupled, spurred on by the long teasing session and the wild fucking that got him going with a fury.

Killian's cries had faded with his orgasm, diminishing to weary, satisfied moans as he felt his body become heavy with dragoncum. He thought he was used to the volume, but this was definitely on top of anything he'd had before, it brought a greater pressure inside him that almost threatened to blow him up like a balloon if he hadn't been enchanted. He also felt his ass tighten down...abused and battered by the brutal knotfucking, the tender flesh was swelling a bit, essentially wrapping more tightly around Khrion's cock and giving him a tighter squeeze, milking him of every drop he could.

Khrion wrapped his forelegs around Killian and shifted him as he rolled onto his side, keeping the human steadily against his body, still shooting into him though at a lower rate. “Holy fuck...you took that like a champ, Killian. I'm impressed, even with magic that was a lot for a human…"

“Y-you...said it…wow, I...I don't even know what to say...being a dragon bitch must've been hard…"

“Yeah...that's something they dealt with a fair bit. I hope you're comfortable, because I'm gonna be stuck for longer than usual, this kinda thing tightens you up and keeps me at full size especially long."

“Don't know about comfortable exactly, but it'll do." Killian shifted a bit against the dragon, his warm yellow scales quite pleasant against his tired body. “Mm...hold me tight, please...I just wanna lay with you…"

“Sure...I'd be happy to…" Khrion flushed, he figured that the rutting would be the best part, but somehow just being so close to Killian afterward...seemed even better, even nicer. It was weird to feel this way about a human after so much time cursing their entire kind, but he couldn't help it, Killian had taken all he had to offer and shown him new worlds of pleasure, and him just being there made Khrion happy. He almost wanted to ask him not to go...he could stay in his den, surely Khrion could find a way to accommodate him...but he knew that wouldn't be fair, the human had his life to live as well.

If only he could live it with him...

---

In the days after Killian left, Khrion found himself much more distraught than he'd expected. And considering he was expecting to be pretty distraught, that was saying something. For once, his den, long a comfortable place where he couldn't want for more, felt bare and empty, lacking for something. His mind played the conversations over and over again, and pined for more. He felt exceptionally lonely, and there was an ache in his heart that couldn't be filled with his usual loafing and leisure activities.

It was more than just missing him...the truth couldn't be denied. He loved Killian.

He wished he'd truly realized it sooner, before Killian had had to leave...he wished he could say those words to him, at least let him know how he felt. Even if he had, though, would it have mattered? He was a human, could he really love Khrion back? It seemed unlikely, but he clung to hope...after all, he was an odd human, maybe it was possible for him. But the more time he was away, the more chance someone else would find him, maybe another odd human who would fit well with him...and then where would he be?

A few weeks went by. Most of Khrion's time was spent moping and grousing. So desperate was he to hear the sound of a voice that he started talking to himself again, something he'd rarely done in centuries. It was especially bad late one evening when he was trying to sleep. “You gotta break out of this...what would your ancestors say if they saw you like this? They'd tell you to suck it up and make something of yourself. But I just...I miss him so much. I want him around, I want his scent, I want his body, I want his voice...I just want him more than anything I've ever wanted. Wouldn't they understand that? Haven't they ever felt that way about something? Ugh…" He drooped further, sighing heavily. He'd stopped talking to himself before because it didn't help with the loneliness, but now the silence seemed just as unpleasant.

“Gloomy isn't really a look that suits you, you know."

“Yeah, well, it's kinda hard not to feel…" Khrion trailed off as he realized that that voice was NOT his own. His head whipped to the entrance of his den, where a familiar human was standing, grinning at him. “Killian! What...when did...how?"

“Hello to you too. I was in the area and thought I'd drop in and see how you were doing. Glad I did, you seemed pretty gloomy."

“I was! I...I thought you were…you said you weren't going to be around, that you left!"

“I did. I headed back to college two days after we last chatted...and it didn't even take a day for me to decide that I wanted to be here a lot more than I wanted to be there. And I really didn't feel like that place was that good a fit for me anyway...really, my parents were the ones who wanted me to go there. And I've let them run my life and make decisions for me for too long. It was time for me to take control."

“So you're not going anymore? But what about that stuff you talked about, getting a good job and all that?" The last thing Khrion wanted was to give Killian a reason to go again, but was he really going to throw away everything else for it?

“Not that simple, exactly. I transferred to a different college, one that's a lot closer to here. I got an apartment on pretty short notice, a lucky thing because someone had a sublet open. So I've got a place to live and I'm going to a college that's a better fit for me. My parents are pissed, but I don't care, they need to learn to let me live my life, too."

“That's...that's great!" Khrion loped over and nuzzled Killian, feeling a thrill in him that he hadn't felt in far too long...the human was really bringing out a lot of that in him, and he couldn't have been happier about it. “So you'll be able to visit me a lot then?"

“Yep. Not every day, and there might be some points where I have to spend several days away, since the tests can get rough and I may need to just focus. But I'll come over as often as I can...and there'll be times when I don't have to do anything, and I can stay over here for several days in a row." He rubbed Khrion on the nose and head, enjoying the feel of the dragon that he'd been missing. “And there's a lot of fun we can have during those times...a lot more than we could have separated like we were."

“I couldn't agree more...I hope you'll forgive me for being so eager, I want to make up for the time we've missed."

“You bet. I can't actually take classes until next semester, so I've got a lot of time. I'll have to get a job, but I've got something lined up that'll give me a lot of flexibility, so we should be able to spend a lot of time together. You might get tired of me being over here all the time."

Khrion was all smiles. “I guarantee that will never happen! I don't think I could ever get tired of you being here...all I could think about while you were away was how much I wanted you here."

“Yeah, it was the same for me. The farther away I was, the more I thought I'd made a mistake."

“But you're back now, and that's what matters...I...I promised I would say it to you when I had the chance. Killian...I, I have to tell you...I...I love you, Killian. I wish I'd said it before...but I know it now, and I...I had to tell you."

“You do? You really mean it? It's not just...that you're lonely and just want me to stay around, right? Or that you just like the sex?"

Khrion nodded, feeling a bit humbled by the uncertain response. “I thought it might be at first, too, but now I'm sure it's not. I should've said it before...I just, I hadn't felt it in so long...I thought I might be imagining it. But the more I thought about it, the more I was sure it was true. It's not just that you feel good or that you like talking to me...I really do love you."

“That's really good to hear, because I love you too, Khrion. That's why I did what I could to come back...you're the only person I've ever felt this way about, and I couldn't stand the thought of you being lonely and sad over here. Or me being lonely and sad over there. I know I'm a human but I hoped that maybe you'd accept me..."

Hearing that sent Khrion into elation, and he almost tackled Killian in his glee. “You really mean it? Oh, Killian, I couldn't be happier! I don't care what you are, I know what my heart feels and it doesn't care at all!"

“Are you sure, though? I don't know that I'm the right person for you, I mean, I'm no dragon...I know I'm one of the kind that you've disliked for so long. And the more I hang around, the more there's a chance that we'll be caught, and then you'll have trouble…"

“So let them make trouble. There's nothing I won't do to keep you safe...after this long, I won't allow anyone to take away the one person that makes me happy. To hell with your shape or species, my heart's decided, and we dragons can be awfully stubborn in our own right." Khrion nuzzled and licked at Killian's face, making as much contact with his love as he could, showing him affection the dragon way. “You're probably a better fit than a dragon would be for me at this point anyway, even if there were others around. I'm more on your scale than theirs."

“That really makes me regret being born after your time, that would really be a sight to see. I just hope you don't regret loving me...I know I don't regret loving you."

“Not in the slightest. Don't worry about it at all, Killian, I promise you I won't ever doubt it in the slightest. Now...how about we celebrate you coming back?"

Killian chuckled. “Right to it, eh? Well, lucky for you that's what I want, too. Let's have some fun...together."

“Yes, together, and together for good this time." Finally, happiness had found Khrion again, and with it some new perspectives on the world. There were good humans out there after all...maybe someday he wouldn't have to hide away any longer. For the first time in a long time, there was hope, and that was the greatest gift from Killian of them all.