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How A Dragon Trains you

Part 8

Reunion

_ (Perspective switch to Fahren)_

I landed softly just beyond some trees, a good distance away from the border walls, keeping hidden. Despite my size, I can damn near disappear in a flash, scampering up a tree and hiding amongst the branches. I controlled my breathing and scanned the area, but saw nothing. I leaped down from the tree and padded slowly forward. Step.. step.. with my big black paws over pine needles and soft grass that was sticking up between my thick claws. I kept my eyes wide open and my ears flat, knowing full well I'm in unfamiliar and dangerous territory. I just wanted to see my human again.

I had made my way back to the inn in search of him after he had left, but I couldn't find him. I eventually began to shadow some travelers until they led me to this place. I waited a long time when I saw the walls, knowing I found the hive.. not daring to come closer than the crest of the hilltop where the town came just into view. If I were spotted, I would have been overrun for sure. But after a day of waiting, I mustered the courage to take flight for just a moment this morning to scope out the area. It had seemed fruitless, though, and I put myself in extreme risk of being spotted, so I quickly had landed. Here I was now.

What was possessing me to march forward into danger? This human.. what a weird effect it had on me.. drawing me to him like if he was some female in heat. Why was I risking everything for this man...

Thoughts of him swirled in my head. The way he looked at me. Such an expressive face. The funny little digits of his hands.. how they felt dragging along my hide. Hrrrrrrhh.. I could feel them even now. They send tingles down my spine.

I eventually drifted away from my thoughts and back into the real world.. walking along a cleared portion of ground. A straight line. A path. This is so bad.. the hell am I doing.. Grrh. I looked over my shoulders, left and right, assessing my escape routes, of which there are many. Even though I knew this, the air around here still felt dense and dangerous. The walls were in sight again. Through the trees, I could see the main path with lots of two-legs. It seemed kind of busy. But then again, it was the main hive. Of course it would be. Gods, what-

My attention snapped onto a two-leg suddenly sprinting through the others. MY HUMAN? I laid flat against the ground, flattening my wings, glaring at it as it diverted off a side path and started to run off to my left a bit, but still getting closer to me. I quickly leapt up the nearest tree and hung my head down, watching as he ran right by me past me. It WAS him! IT WAS HIM! But I held tight.. waiting.. Once he was about two dragon-lengths away from me, I jumped down and began to chase him, a little bit of hunting instinct guiding my actions. I chased and quickly caught up. But then he stopped running, and I slid to a stop just ten feet away. He was so focused on the sky. Did he see me earlier?

I waited and just stared at him for a few seconds before finally..

(Perspective switch to Mervyn)

“ROU!”

I flipped around, almost having yelped. What was that?! Was that… the dragon?!

My eyes scanned the trees, the bushes and anything else that I could see, even in the horizon. It took me surprisingly long to spot something big and black stand there. A sight I’ve already seen, and thought back to, a couple times. A sight that I have missed so much…

I couldn’t believe it! For some moments, we both did nothing but stare at each other and keeping our distance, the dragon checking if it really was me, and me checking if it was really the dragon…

The second I’ve seen it, I was sure. I could make out the big yellow eyes from here. That unique body shape and posture. The tail swaying around… It must be it!

I wanted to give the dragon a sign. Approaching without any confirmation might have been a dangerous thing. I wasn’t sure how well the dragon was able to tell me apart from other humans… but how can I show that it’s me?

I stretched an arm out, holding at the height its head would be if it stood in front of me. Just like I did when I petted the dragon as we met by the Inn. Just like I did when I climbed out of that window. Just like I did by the river…

I held my arm out for a while, starting to doubt if it could understand the sign… if the memories would be recalled… but then suddenly-

“RUH!”

It howled out, drowning out any other sounds around me from the distance.

“RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-”

It stopped howling as it remembered that we were still quite close to the town. “Eep!”

The dragon! It recognized me!

It came bounding over to me and before I could run off myself or reach out my arms to hug the black huge chest, the snout had already playfully tackled me to the ground. I just happily went along, not resisting in any way, laughing and dropping onto my back. The head quickly lowered and the next thing I felt was the tongue lapping all over my face, even reaching my neck, the dragon so overcome by the sight of me... Quickly licking, spreading the slimy and warm touch and wiping it all over my skin. I had my eyes closed, forgetting around anything happening around us, doing nothing but place my hands by the cheeks of its rapidly moving head, rubbing and petting in response while laughinh.

“Grrrnnnn” it crooned in joy.

(Perspective switch to Levicus)

…

“Hey! Can you tell your buddy there to not dash down the road like that? It’s making people nervous” one of the guardsmen snarled at me, just after Mervyn had rushed on off through the gates.

Hmpf. Strange kid. If he would have stayed longer I would have told him that the reward wasn’t worth making such a fuss about, and that the horse has gone through the stable’s fence gate by the north side, but he was gone with the wind. So eager to catch that horse before anybody else does. Even before I do. Did he want to impress me? Usually he never wanders the forest alone when he has the opportunity to have me by his side.

I stared after him, seeing him steer off the main path. Towards the lake, how he suspected the horse would have gone to.

In contrast to his attitude, I rather calmly stepped along the way he had just sprinted, wanting to take off towards the opposite side but then… I saw something lay there on the cobble of the path.

I walked closer to confirm. It was a war hatchet. The standard one from the Tivan army. Did he drop that?

I picked it up, looking around me to check if there was anybody else around who this could belong to.

“Did one of y’all drop that?”

No one replied, except giving me shrugs and weird looks.

I checked the handle for a name. Just as I was about to stop looking, I had seen an ‘M’ poorly carved in near the bottom. This characteristically sloppy ‘M’ Mervyn had always cut into the wood of his weapons, having ignored all of my attempts of urging him to put in his full name in case this thing gets lost. Ironic. I should give it to him at once and explain why you put your name onto your belongings, especially when you’re sprinting a lot.

I walked up the path a little, until I figured that I’ve reached the spot at which I had watched him leave the main road. He shouldn’t be far…

I scampered through the forest’s ground, hearing the leaves and branches crunch beneath my feet in a hasty rhythm.

After a while, I began to wonder… where did this kid go? Did he sprint all the way into the forest? No way, his stamina was way too weak for that. Usually he couldn’t keep that tempo up for 10 seconds…-

I heard a strangle howling noise coming from somewhere to the left of me. I turned my head, frowning. That’s one weird sounding- HOLY GODS

I got low, nearly throwing myself behind a tree, taking cover. I haven’t recognized much. Nothing but a big set of black wings and a large tail… Oh god damn- Mervyn! Where is he?! He’s in danger!

I pulled the hood down, meaning to make me more concealed. I grabbed my crossbow off my back, and loaded one of the good bolts. My hands were trembly, my heartbeat reached all the way up to my throat, despite all the training and experience I had with adrenaline rushes.

I was hunkered down, pressing my right shoulder against the tree trunk and waited it out a little, before I dared to reach around with my head and look again, wanting to clasp the trigger hook.

The black thing was gone. There was hope that it had gone away, but then I heard another loud howl.

Mervyn is in danger! That was my first thought.

I got up, and ran forward, keeping tree trunks in the line of sight to the spot where I’ve suspected whatever-it-was to be.

The noises were close. Low growling like sounds, another tree trunk behind which I was hidden being the only thing in the way, separating me. But then I heard a voice… A familiar youthful voice…- Mervyn! That beast must be mauling him right now! I have to-

Hold on… is that… laughing?

I leaned around, a confused look on my face.

There was a dragon. A big black dragon with a characteristically shaped tail eagerly wiggling around. It took me a couple moments to spot where Mervyn was, laying there on his back beneath its maw… a huge tongue repeatedly sliding all over his face, while he was holding onto his head… not resisting, but laughing and smiling…

What on earth were they doing!?!? No, this can’t be real! I must be dreaming! I must be hallucinating! But as I watched them proceed…

This wasn’t a dream. This sick…

I wished I could confront them. But that dragon might not like to see me, and Mervyn surely wouldn’t like to be seen either. Was this why he was sprinting so fast? To meet up with his dragon… friend!? For how long has this been going on? How is that even possible?! He wasn’t good in making friends… but he managed to befriend a goddamn dragon?!

Suddenly the beast bit him by his neck making a strange growling sound, making me flinch thinking that it would kill him now. But no, he was still smiling, now being gently dragged off, disappearing in between some bushes. I leaned out more, wanting to see what was going on… as I noticed something… at the dragon’s hind. Something pink and large, poking out between its hindlegs.

Hold on a second. Is that its… !?!?!?

I covered my eyes, yelping lightly, and scampered off where I came from… wishing to never have come here in the first place… This godforsaken pervert…

…

(Perspective switch to Mervyn)

_ _

Amidst one of the licks the head lowered past me and the maw ends softly closed onto my neck. A grip so gently I barely even felt the teeth, dragged me through the grass and leaves until bushes were shielding us away on both sides. The growl noises the dragon made sounded so horny that I almost went aroused myself by just hearing them.

The bite let me go, letting me drop onto the ground and moved onto the light armor I was wearing before I could push myself up, tugging on it but not ripping it apart. I already felt the familiar hot warmth surround my face, making it run red… The way the dragon wanted me, my body… It felt like I could never deny it.

I pushed myself up on one arm and began to loosen the straps, which was taking so long that even I went impatient by it, trying to pull it off without untightening them. The dragon, however, showed no irritation. It let go and uncomplainingly sat there, waiting, as if it had learned how important the clothes are to me. The big eyes eagerly watched the process of undressing the armor, the huge tail wiggling in excitement…

My hand was starting to become shivery just as it always got during such hot moments, my trembling fingers barely managing to grasp the straps. I never realized how long it had taken to remove this thing until now… which felt like forever.

Finally, I thought to myself. The light armor was so loose I could already feel it slightly slip by just leaning myself upright… I grabbed it by the bottom, carefully watching the dragon…

I began to pull, first exposing my belly… then my chest… my shoulders… until I pulled over my head and tossed it aside.

“rrrhhhhh”

Immediately, like I was hoping, the moment the dragon spotted the skin its warm and slimy tongue slid over my upper body, as if wanting to get its delicate taste.

“grruuu”

I let myself sink down to my back, leaning back and enjoying the soft sensations of the tongue… so big and warm… and offset by the wetness the cold and thick saliva trailed behind. But it was satisfying for just a short while…

I braced myself up onto an arm again… as my trembly hand reaches out for my beltline, just the thought of what I was about to do making my face run absolutely hot. I clasped it and lowered just a little bit, not even exposing anything more but the lower abdomen yet. Every patch that became uncovered was quickly ran over by the licks of the dragon. The hindlegs extended and pushed the hindquarters up, letting the almost fully erected member show. Seeing it stand there… so aroused it was humping the air a little… I just couldn’t hold myself back. I let myself drop onto my back, both hands on the beltline, raised my hips and pulled the pants all the way down to the height of my knees, the sudden rush of the cold forest air around my groin causing me to hesitate and almost stop.

Instead of more licking, the dragon suddenly stepped forward and rubbed its member, which had become as stiff and thick as can be by now, onto my belly. I could both see and feel the gentle pulsating, the sliding tip leaving behind a trail of pre. Softly, it was running over my skin, not missing my own member, brushing it too. I just tense up, let myself sink down onto the ground again and close my eyes by the pleasant touch… but again, I got an urge that begged for more.

I lifted my hand, which’s digits were shivering like crazy, and brought it down onto the warm and wet spike, grabbing it towards the base. It felt like I could sense the blood running through the veins with my fingers, able to feel every single pulse and twitch. The dragon pushed hard against my soft touch, obviously wanting more.

“hgrrr”

Another dribble of pre emerged on its front, spreading the white and warm liquid over my belly. The paws readjusted, placed near the sides of my head and closed in until they were touching it.

I let my hand slide along the flesh, gradually proceeding upwards until I reached the tip. I ran my fingers around the very end, getting whole strings of the constantly flowing pre stick in between my fingers.

“nnnnnNN!”

Its eyes opened wide and the dragon’s body went rigid, holding back its squealing, making it turn into a growl instead.

My face felt so hot. My hands felt so shivery. I had nothing but those urges in my mind. This need for more, seeing nothing else but the huge pulsating spike in front me, the dribbling liquid spread over my belly and fingers. Slightly biting my lip, I raised my second hand, feeling the length with it too. Just holding it there in front me was so satisfying. But my body, and the dragon’s body, wanted more. The whole shaft became entirely stiff a couple times, being flexed into my grip. I felt the dragonhood tense up again and eventually started pressing both hands into the harder seeming flesh, noticing a stronger resistance.

“Ghhh… hrrrrrr”

The dragon squeezed into my palms again, trying to make it as hard as can be and hold it for as long as possible, its entire body leaning in and becoming static like a shivering statue with its eyes tightly shut. The veins started lifting out and added more to the usually soft texture of the shaft in my hands. I just kept them in place, pressing them in harder, being fully hard by now myself. I let the lower hand grab the whole thing from underneath and let it slowly slide along the member’s underside.

After about eight seconds, the stiffness let off and it looked like the whole size shrunk a bit, slightly lowering. I just kept my hands there… staring… almost panting, not in exhaustion but merely by the arousal. My heart was pounding in my chest, able to feel the beating up to my throat.

Its yellow eyes stirred downward… and our looks met as I glanced up. We were both breathing so heavy our chests were rising up and down. The dragon rurred in a high pitch, as our focus locked on each other’s faces… The maw ends sort of lifted, as if the dragon was smirking-

I suddenly felt another ooze of the liquid drip down to my upper body… as I was watching the constant flow dribble out of the tip.. I got an idea... My glance kept switching between looking up to the dragon’s watchful eyes and the tip of its dragonhood… the structure of veins… the tip hole which was covered in whiteness…

The dragon must have sensed me thinking about something, as it was holding perfectly still. My focus was away, the total width and size of the tip now catching my attention… as I had the urge to use more than just my hands…

I didn’t spend much time fantasizing. About how the warmth would be like inside my mouth. How the seed would taste like on my tongue…

For some moments, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I just sat there, hesitating… everything quiet.. expect the bird’s singing, the wind rustling… the dragon’s deep breathing and soft growling, desperately waiting for me to go ahead but not showing it…

Eventually, I moved my head forward, placed a hand directly by the tip holding it in place, spreading my jaw and closing my eyes. I quickly felt the warmth on my tongue, not daring to insert any more than just the very tip in between my lips. The member twitched by the light touch. It was barely reaching past my teeth before I shyly backed out already, still having the member in my grasp. I looked up to the dragon to see if it was mad, almost ashamed about myself.

There was a rather surprised expression on its face. But not in a negative way… as if it… liked it. Spotting the little spots of its pre sticking to my lips, it was unable to hold back another noise.

“Rurr”

Encouraged, I bring myself to get the head forward once again. This time less hesitant, and quicker. As before, I let the tip insert, feeling the pre on my tongue. But this time, I move my head on a little further, feeling the large shaft to the back of my mouth, however not too deep. I could still breathe without trouble. I held it for a while, then rather hastily licked off and pulled my head back again, panting and nervously watching the dragon’s reaction. It had its eyes shut a bit, breathing notably heavier…

“hrrrrrrrr”

From what I’ve experienced I could tell, the dragon didn’t require much to cum. The light touch must be teasing it… the stimulation just barely under what it needed to reach the climax… it must have been killing it.

I brought my head to the shaft again. This time, the arousal got the best of me and I just forced in as much as possible. The tip was reaching in so deeply that it made myself gag a couple times on accident, and I could feel the pre drip into my throat. The needy member begged all on its own, flexing and twitching all around inside my mouth. The dragon had to restrain itself from not just humping the thing into my mouth, as it might kill me. It claws were digging into the ground… its legs tensed up so hard they looked like they were cramping.

Feeling the hot warmth made me urge for so much more. I started moving my tongue around, placing both hands on the shaft and trying to force it in deeper, not caring that the size was starting to shut off my breath. The dragon whined, flexing hard. Unable to hold it back longer, it had pushed forward, although very slow, taking a small step. The shaft suddenly moving on its own made me flinch, the sudden process having made me choke again. I tried to move my head back a little, but the tip followed right after, even getting deeper than it had been before. Starting to get somewhat dreadfully, I placed my hands on the underside, trying to push it up. But the dragon just pressed harder, apparently loving the resistance.

“hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr”

The twitching became more erratic, as I felt my mouth being unoccupied by the shaft being pulled back. The dragon took advantage of the resistance my hands which were still holding the length by its underside were giving, and quickly humped into my grasp, the large hips rocking back and forth eagerly and desperate for release. It must be getting close to the edge, its body ramping up for the end. Panting and moaning around badly, the dragon’s tensed up body just stood there above me.

“hrrh… hraaa… hahh”

I relocate my hands again, a steadier grip towards the thinner top part of the member and reinsert the length into my mouth. I wasn’t surprised by the humping erupting. I tried to withstand it, but my head kept getting jerked back a couple times and at some points the tip had reached in so deeply I couldn’t prevent myself from gagging. I gently rubbed one hand along the underside again, but in the rush of stimulation the dragon most likely hardly noticed, just focused on bucking the sensitive part of its member into my maw. Squeezing and pressing into the flesh, I kept a tight grip, which didn’t reduce any of the shaft’s movements, instead making me jerk back and forth too. My jaw started to hurt by the wide spread of the large shaft I was taking and I shut my eyes in pain.

The humping became gradually harder, the grunting louder each time. Breathing wasn’t easy anymore, as it became even more erratic and forced, using the short moments in which I could reach air as much as possible. I was barely focusing on pleasing the dragon anymore. I was only trying to not get hurt, pass out or gag too much.

I’ve felt almost my entire upper body thrown around as the hip’s movements suddenly increased wildly, as the dragon must have gotten a couple crazy spikes. The loud and low voice murred around, quietly roaring even. The shaft became more rigid, the body became more desperate as its hindpaws dug into the ground.

Another twitch from deep within made the shaft flex again, as the noises suddenly quieted down. It humped a few more times, its front paws now also digging into the ground.

For a very brief moment everything was still and silent, but then the hips slammed forward so hard it almost pounced me over and a loud roar sounded through my ears. Its spike tensed up as hard as before, pulsing rapidly. The first two shots were dry. Then a huge gush of the seed sprayed into my mouth, filling it up in seconds to the very stretch of the cheeks and already flowing out again, partly splashing outside by the mere force.

“RRHHH”

Shot after shot was fired into me, until I finally managed to get the shaft out, the rest now dropping onto my chest.

“Rhhaaaaaa”

As soon as I felt my mouth free again, I shut it tightly, keeping the seed inside, some of it dribbling out at the front of my lips… The taste was rather strange. Such as its sharp smell.

“rrhhh… hhhrrr… hh”

I didn’t want to keep my mouth that filled for long. I would have to get rid of the seed inside…

Either spit it out… or swallow… I thought to myself.

Not quite knowing what to do, I looked at the dragon, watching me sit there with my filled cheeks through nearly closed eyes…

Positioning my upper body straight, I slightly tilted my head back, closed my eyes… and then forced it all down, having to gulp multiple times until my mouth was clear, immediately opening as I was panting. I felt my head slightly ache from the less air I was getting, I felt my cheeks hurt from how far they’ve been spread.

The dragon’s trembling body began to calm, and it made me notice that I had stopped trembling a long time ago as dread had started to build up inside and push away the arousal. But it was over now… I sat there for a while until I just let myself drop onto my back, feeling the leaves of the forest’s ground with the back of my head. I almost did not believe what I have just done… How did I even get to the idea of using my mouth… what is wrong with me…?

After a while of both of us panting around in exhaustion, the dragon stepped off satiated, walking over just to my left.

“Haahh… Haahh… Hrrrr”

It leaned down, lowering its back and somewhat curled its back up, starting to lick its own member, wiping away any little drops of fresh seed which were still left.

My chest was still slightly rising up and down. The taste was still on my tongue. It took me a long time until I could relax… tiredly staring up the trees into the sky… but then my focus went off, watching the dragon lick itself. So damn flexible… it had its head between its legs.

“Grrrh..”

Its own tongue must have felt nice. It did feel nice on my skin at least. The dragon even sucked on itself a little, before it then got itself to pull off, leaving its length clean and glistening. As it then stood up, its member retracted quickly, having disappeared halfway in already as soon as it was on four legs. Its head turned to me, looking back and starting to purr. I couldn’t help but smile. It approached and flopped down next to me, its whole body with legs and tail curling up around me a little. Its head was just beside mine… our foreheads softly touching…

We both had our eyes closed so relaxed… I eventually leaned my head in, reaching over with my hands and letting the digits slowly slide over the facial hide… The purring became significantly louder as soon as I did that...

Next to the dragon’s noises, the only sound that was surrounding us was the peaceful ambience of the forest and the very distant noises of the town which I could barely make out. Eventually the purr cut off and we found ourselves just laying there, touching heads with each other. The last thing I noticed before dozing off was that the dragon had its eyes open all of a sudden, but not focusing on anything. Just glancing around while its mind was working, like I did sometimes... I never knew dragons do that too. What was it bothered with? It must’ve been the town. It was pretty close and the dragon’s large ears could probably hear the sounds from the busiest peak of the day alright. Or was there something else?

I continued my petting. The dragon smiled back at me, and its eyes then began to close again… a little bit… a little more…

My petting became slower over the time, until my hand stopped all motions and just remained laying on a spot of the warm hide…

…

I heard some shifting of the body surrounding me. The arms wrapped around me were moving slightly and the heavy head lifted off the ground. Was it time to go already?

I just lazily stayed motionless, still cuddling myself into the hide. Feeling the snout of the dragon slightly touch my cheek and a light warm touch of the tongue surprising me, I chuckle a little, smiling… my eyes still closed.

“Mrurr”

The head moved away, now staying where it was. I eventually brought myself to finally open my eyes and felt somewhat flabbergasted. The day has almost entirely set by now, the sky barely lit and clad in purple and orange colors where the sun was disappearing. The trees, grasses and bushes were starting to look like black silhouettes and the clouds were turning darker. After some while, I pushed myself up on one arm and as I looked around, I saw the town. Not the walls, but the light of the lamps barely shine over the high walls, forming a small sphere of yellow over it.

The dragon was also staring at the town’s lights, but then its head turned back to me.

“Mrruu?”

Figuring out what it meant took me a couple seconds, my mind was still tired and sleepy. It must be wondering what I’m still doing here, not having headed back to attending my human business. I somewhat didn’t want to accept it, but the dragon had a point. I couldn’t stay out here forever… yet, I let myself carelessly sink back down to the ground, rolling onto my side and cuddling myself into the upper body yet again, my hand resting on the hide.

The dragon smiled and purred again, as if surprised by my reaction… as if surprised that I really loved it that much… One of the paws reached out and I felt it being softly placed onto my back, dragging me closer and pushing me in. Being so sleepy… I didn’t resist staying here even longer… happily relaxing, I closed my eyes again…

…

It must have been night as I awoke, my eyes seemingly cracking open. I had a few calm moments, before I realized something. Levicus. We had agreed on splitting up before I dashed out the town. I hardly forgot about that! Dammit! I’ve been gone for… the rest of the day, and half of the night! He must be sick with worry… Oh boy, if he seeks me out, or gets some other people to do it… they might find us! I’ve tried to relax more… but having that in the back of the head wasn’t exactly calming. Would the dragon mind if I did leave? I’d return as soon as I can…-

I noticed the that dragon’s head was lifted off the ground, the eyes staring at me. As if it knew I was thinking about heading back. I must have gotten restless or something…

“Hrr?”

I didn’t know how I could explain it… I just pushed myself up, feeling the paws slowly and reluctantly let go, a rather worried expression on my face, which was dirty on one side from having been lying in the ground so much. I felt so uncomfortable having to disrupt the hugging and cuddling like that. But I rather had it disrupted by myself than by some people looking for me and finding me snuggling with a dragon…-whilst being almost naked! I had entirely forgotten that I wasn’t wearing my shirt and my pants. They must have slipped off or something.

Retrieving them was difficult. It took me a while of groping over the ground until I felt the cloth under my hand. After I’ve dressed both… I stood up and looked at the town again. If it wasn’t for Levi… I would have stayed here all night. If it wasn’t for Levi I wouldn’t be wasting my time there. I would leave Dummerston and be with the dragon for as long as I want.

I turned back around to the dragon, the large eyes curiously watching me. I lifted a hand, and pointed to the spot where it was standing, just like I did by that tree, trying to tell it to stay put and wait for me to return. I wasn’t sure at all if it understood any of it.

It just watched my moving hand, making half a little noise.

“R-”

Its head tilted in confusion, looking at me and the spot beneath it to which I was pointing.

“Rah!”

Then its head suddenly lowered, touching down on the exact spot on the ground. Its eyes were still staring at me questioningly, awkwardly darting away and back to me.

“Rr?”

My face contorted a little… Was this good enough? Did it catch that it’s supposed to stay right there? I didn’t have the time to find out. Levi might have been on his way right now. I better get back!

I took a last worried look to the town. Dammit, why must I always leave…

Before I gone off, I got down in front of the head, down onto one knee, and just pet the very top as goodbye. Then, finally as I was about stand up… I leaned back down and gave the snout a little kiss.

…

The dim lights reaching over the walls nearly covered by backlit tree trunks were the only orientation I had as I made my way back through pitch blackness. The forest at night was one of the worst places to be, even when being near a town. To me it always felt like anything could lurk in the darkness and could come lunging out of nowhere... just like the dragon did when we first met. Every little noise made me nearly freeze and then scamper on with an even higher tempo. As I heard a small branch crack somewhere, I’ve tried to reach for the hatchet which I’ve packed with me… only to find the spot where I had kept it being empty. I almost flinched as I realized that I was being unarmed all the time. Where did that thing go? Did the dragon take it from me? Or… did I forget it at the bench too? Did it fall off? I didn’t know where my last weapon was. All I had now was this sloppy ol dagger of which I hardly forgot about. Put away in an inner pocket of the light armor cuirass, barely usable. I better get home quick…

I stepped through some rather thick bushes, before I finally found myself under the bluish open night sky, clad in stars and a bright moon illuminating some clouds. Only the very tips of the trees, being big black outlines in front of the deep blue looming around me, were visible. The ground beneath me felt cleaner and evener. I must be getting close to the path. Looking to the left I saw the lights of the city gate in the distance, one of the night shift guards holding a dim orangish torch. The feeling of safety relieved me. Almost there…

…

The streets were empty and wide. I haven’t been around town at night often, but when I did… it felt almost surreal. Seeing something usually so crowdy and busy being entirely blank. Except that next to the few things the lantern lights lit I couldn’t see anything.

I almost slinked along the paths, sticking close to buildings so the lights from inside allowed me to look where I was going. Although there weren’t many left. Only the taverns, Inns and very few households were still shining from inside through the glass. Everything else was dark, and quiet.

While I was walking along a wall of the ‘Drunkardston’, I happened to come by the barely lit large window and peeked inside. In the dark room, there was only one person left, lounging by a table with empty bottles and mugs covering it, the centered candle being the only light source. Strange, I though to myself. What kind of person would sit around by this time of the night? Only someone like Levicus or his- Wait a minute. I pushed my face onto the glass to inquire. That… that is Levicus! What was he still doing here? Was he that worried about me being gone for so long?

I hurried towards the entrance and noisily pushed the entrance door aside, the bartender giving me a both surprised and annoyed look. He probably was just waiting to get home, but that last customer he had was paying good.

Levicus, however, only looked at me for a moment, before his glare sunk back down to the candle in front of him and he raised his mug, taking another sip. I hesitated by the weird reaction.

What is it this time? Is he agitated about me having been almost missing? Or didn’t he recognize me yet because the room is so dark?

I stepped closer, his head still not coming up.

“Hey” I eventually said I was just a table length away from him. “Is something wrong?”

“Take a seat” he just mumbled, without eye contact. “We need to talk.”

I froze for a second. Those four words never meant any good. Those were the last words I’ve heard before I was kicked out of the army. Something was wrong… he perhaps was mad that I was gone for so long so spontaneously…

“Levi, look” I explained while pulling up a stool. “I know, I’ve been… away for some while. But I can explain! It’s just- I”

I haven’t thought of an excuse so far. Think… think…

“I-I was- I’ve seen the horse and I chased after it, but then I lost it, and was stuck at a place I didn’t know. So, it took me very long to-”

“Quit your bullshit” Levicus interrupted, almost emotionless. Hearing that made my head light up. Damn… did he know? No way. Just, no way. He must be mad about something else.

I leaned forward onto the table, finally speaking after a long silent pause. “Levi, just… tell me. Why are you sitting in a tavern in the middle of the night drinking? What happened?”

He didn’t reply, which concerned me. There was something in the bush.

“Why are you still up so late? What’s the matter with you-”

“No, what’s the matter with you, Mervyn!” he disrupted again, this time actually looking at me with an irritated glare. “Why are /you/ ‘still up so late’? Why are you wandering through the woods and town in the middle of the night?”

I couldn’t reply. Sitting there frozen and doing nothing but worriedly stare back.

“You can spare your excuses. I know what you’ve been doing. I know where you’ve been. I know why you really were gone for nearly half of the damn day.”

He took another sip.

“I know with what kind of beast you have been spending your time with.”

Hearing that made me freeze. No, there was no way he… dammit…

He just sighed, staring at the table, taking some moments to relax and approach the topic in a calm manner.

“I always knew you were an odd fellow, Merv” he mumbled. “But never had I expected into what of a sicko I had run into that night we met right here at this table.”

He took another, this time slightly agitated, sip.

“Y’know- Getting expelled from the Tivan army due to a couple… things, you may or may not have committed, is one thing…”

Suddenly he just smashed the mug down onto the table.

“But having a relationship with a goddamn dragon, are you nuts!?!?” he suddenly shouted through the entire room. I flipped my head around, checking if there was anybody who might have heard that… Luckily, it was night and the rooms were empty, and the bartender was in the back room at the moment.

My face went red. Dammit, he must have seen what me and the dragon were doing! My heart began pounding. Shit. That’s it…

I defenselessly looked back at Levi, but couldn’t take the eye contact for long. I just stared at the table, my jaw trembling and my head beginning to feel a little dizzy. I thought about getting up and leave… but there was no way I could avoid this conversation in the future. This has to be sorted out right here, right now.

“You have some fucking explaining to do” Levi proceeded to mumble, obviously suppressing his anger.

I’ve lied both hands down onto the table.

“Alright! I don’t deny it. You got me, Mr. fucking detective!” I dryly replied out, innerly raging about how in contempt he was holding me for doing nothing but following my heart. Nothing but doing what makes me happy.

“I… I befriended a dragon, alright? So what?”

“You didn’t ‘befriend’ just a dragon” Levicus replied, polarly calm compared to my attitude. “You ‘befriended’ a murderer. That beast is a breakneck killing machine-”

“He is not a killing machine!” I cut him off, standing up from my chair. I stayed silent for a couple seconds as I realized how rude I was being… sinking back down. “He is… an empathetic, intelligent being, alright? But most importantly… he is my friend…”

“From what I’ve seen… I suppose you two are more than just friends” he muttered almost to himself, taking another sip and looking away. This son of a…

“It’s easy to mock, isn’t it?”

Levi’s mug quickly sunk down and his head turned towards me as he leaned onto the table.

“I wish this was a mocking manner, Merv. I really wish this was something I could look at and laugh about.”

He let himself drop back into the chair.

“You probably don’t even know what you have been doing-”

“What’s the big deal!? Doing what my heart desire is suddenly a bad thing now-”

“If ‘doing what your heart desires’ includes fucking murderous monsters, then yes! Yes, it’s a bad-”

“Don’t call him a monster!!!” I cried out, panting a little while glaring at Levi’s look of disbelief.

I sat back down, waiting until my raging heart has slowed down a bit. Levicus seemed like he kept his cool, but I could tell, he was as angry as me. My glance has wandered off once again, and we both avoided to look at each other.

“You don’t believe me, huh?” I disrupted the icy silence, glaring back at him. “You think that… my friend is someone who’d kill everybody on sight, right?”

Levi just ignorantly nodded.

“Well, I’m about to blow your mind” I added as I was already getting up from the stool, pushing it back down under the table. “You’re on, Levi. I’ll show you. I’ll prove it to you. This dragon is not like anything you take it for.”

Levicus just concernedly stared after me. “Wh- Are you going to show it to me you sick-”

“What, do you wanna sit here and argue and keep running your mouth like a blind person talks about light?”

He still held onto his seat, his face contorted even more.

“Or are you just scared of-”

“Oh, shut it” he mumbled while he finally put the mug aside. “This better not be bullshit” he groaned as he lifted his tired body off the chair.

(Perspective switch to Fahren)

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Sighing, I paced back and forth. Staying put sucks. Doesn't he know I can fly at over a hundred miles per hour?! Hrmph.. I stopped and jerked back as I'm hit on the nose by a moth I didn't see.

“RRUF!... Grrrrrrr”

I swatted at it, angry at being startled, but I actually hit it, and the moth came tumbling down. My heart jumped and then sank.

Leaning down, I very carefully tried to push it onto its legs. It instead crawled onto my claw and tried taking off, only to fly directly into the ground again.

“R-RU!” I cried out, whimpering.

I'm SORRY! I'M SORRY! Please don't die! Please! Stop panicking! It's little legs swept and clawed helplessly at the air. I growled in frustration and put my claw down on top of it again to give it something to hold onto, but it just flailed more and didn't do what I wanted it to do. I got this terrible sinking feeling and cried out even louder.

Sttoopp! Pleaasee!

“GR”

I glared at it intensely, becoming angry. I focused hard and gritted my teeth, then suddenly roared!

STOP!

…

In a flash, the moth stopped flailing...

I huffed, and the wind sent the moth tumbling right side up onto its legs. Its wings flicked, tucked into its back neatly, and then it wandered off underneath a bush.…