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Escape Part 2

The Forest

Mervyn had no idea how long he has been struggling to strive through these woods now. While he had several difficulties making it around the trees and bushes the dragon easily passed through. It was of course a feral creature after all that is used to natural wild environment. Mervyn on the other hand spent all of his life in villages thus far. When he went to nature he sticked to the paths. He never just stepped through nature like this. The high grass, the thick bushes, the large branches laying on the floor which was covered in leafs; they were all like obstacles for him! For the dragon everything was easy. Its size gives it a great advantage. It was made for the wilderness. Mervyn found it surprising that the dragon hasn't given him any cynical comments yet- like it did back in the dungeon. It hasn't picked fun of how Mervyn awkwardly stepped over the broughs, stumbled through the tall grass or sometimes even had to let the dragon go front so it could clear the way. When it came so far the dragon just gave him a slightly annoyed look or smiled in entertainment when he stumbled but that was all. The torch Mervyn had was starting to get dimmer and dimmer. The light wasn't nearly as strong as before when they left the dungeon. Usually when he had problems with the torch he just added some dry grass or some small branches to it to get it more lit. But out in the forest it was cold and damp. No way this wet grass could help the torch. Without that torch Mervyn would be screwed- he couldn't see as well in the dark as the dragon could. And they were as deep in the night as deep in the woods. Mervyns stamina was starting to get troubled as well. His body wasn't used to this. He soon needed a rest. They'd had to wait until the night was over- with the life span of that torch Mervyn wouldn't be able to go any further through the night anyways. But how could he convince the dragon? There was no way Mervyn could get the dragon to wait for him. After a while they proceeded tramping trough the dark woods Mervyns light got so low that it was barely enough for him to make out the ground. He didn't see everything that was lying down there. Eventually he failed to spot another branch lying around and fell right over hit- hitting the ground harshly. After the fall the torch went out almost completely between the wet leafs. The moonlight between the treetops was the only thing he could recognize right now. Mervyns eyes haven't adjusted to the darkness yet. He heard how the dragon stopped moving and let out a little angered groan. He didn't see the facial expression of the dragon but he expected that it was giving him that typical slightly annoyed look again. All Mervyn recognized was the shady dragony outline and the moonlight that shined weakened through the treetops.

After a few seconds of silence the dragon spoke „You can stay right down there“. Mervyn heard it move around him, push the branch aside and let itself drop to the ground- lying down next to him. He couldn't exactly make out how it was lying on the ground or which way it was facing but what he did see was that it was kinda lying on its back. Mervyn flipped over lying down on his back as well. It wasn't very comfortable on the forest's ground but it was doing for now to get a little rest. Everything was quiet except the wind blowing through the trees…

„There's still a little bit of explaining you have to do, Mervyn“ the dragon suddenly interrupted the relaxing silence. It still felt weird for Mervyn that this dragon called him by his name. Every time it said his name, the dragon said it with a very serious -almost admonitory- tone. Mervyn hasn't answered, expecting the dragon to go ahead with whatever question it had. He just laid there, feeling anxious about what the dragon might request from him.

„Are you interested in me?“ it curiously asked all of a sudden. Mervyn startled. He thought didn't hear right. „Excuse me?“ he exclaimed in disbelief without having the question given any thought yet. He expected anything but this! „Don't deny it“ it said with a serious tone.

„Why would you think that?“. Mervyn asked slightly in shock. He could hear the dragon sigh a little annoyed and roll over to its side- facing his direction as it prepared to talk. „It's obvious“ it explained.

„For example: when I went into that room with the exit, you ran after me. You could've let me go on my own -I wouldn't have prevented it. Also, when we first met you dared to touch me without permission and wiped that tear from my face. Or when that guard appeared and you hid me in that cell and persuaded him to move along before he noticed me“. The more examples the dragon mentioned the more awkward Mervyn felt.

„You behaved pretty loyal in general. I never had the suspicion you'd try to betray me. It sometimes felt like you weren't even afraid of me. More like…interested. As I said. I don't know how it is with you humans but for me these seem like clear signs. You're trying to impress me“ Mervyn blushed red in embarrassment. He replied nothing. He didn't dare to say anything.

„You don't need to be ashamed. I can understand. I am attractive“ it added in a sort of arrogant tone. Mervyn remembered that through the dragons enhanced vision in darkness it might have noticed the blush in his face. Now he felt extremely uncomfortable. He eventually gave what the dragon said a little thought. Has he really been that devoted? He felt sympathy for the dragon- but attraction? Mervyn tried to imagine what this dragon would do if he wouldn't tell him that he's neither romantically nor sexually attracted. But he was curious. What would would it feel like if they'd kissed? He pictured the big head above him and its maw touching his mouth. He quickly stopped as he was to ashamed of himself to think about such a thing any longer. Mervyn found himself stuck in a kind of dilemma- like a part of his wanted to try it and another part didn't want to have any contact at the same time.

„That I didn't left you at the prison, so you don't report my absence, wasn't the only reason I brought you with me into this forest“ it said seductively interrupting Mervyns thoughts. He could hear the dragon move closer. It was lying so close next to him that they almost touched. „If I would've wanted to go on without you I would have just flew away“. After a noticeably long pause the dragon added „But I decided that you come with me because…“. While it paused the dragon placed its claw on Mervyn softly touching his face.

„…I like you“ the dragon added with a very tempting voice while moving around its claw -kind of caressing him. Mervyn has never heard a dragon talk like that before. How can a voice so scary and threatening sound so seductively?

Mervyns fantasy filled with images. He didn't think about rejecting the offer of the dragon. What Mervyn felt was some kind of curiosity. He didn't want to actively make out with the dragon but he still wanted to let it do some things with him. His mind slipped off again as he imagined what things these could be. Mervyns blush was now on maximum. This was the most awkward situation he ever had! The dragon apparently demanded some kind of reply from him -it wasn't saying anything. He knew that the dragon meant far more than that it just "liked" him. That was just an understatement. It wanted him. He started questioning himself and what he just thought. Maybe he was overreacting? Perhaps the dragon didn't intend anything that sexual? He had to make sure. Mervyn finally got himself to say something again.

„Are you…-I mean are we going to…?“. He felt incredibly shy asking this. He couldn't even finish his question from awkwardness.

„Yes. Yes we are“ the dragon answered in its strange seductive tone. A wide grin emerged on its face. Mervyn still couldn't really deal with the fact that this dragon was really that interested in him. He heard the dragon position itself above him as it rested its scaly heavy body on his torso. Mervyn startled a bit as he suddenly felt the second claw grab the other side of his face. The claws were holding his head straight forward forcing him to directly face the dragon. He felt the warm air coming out of its nostrils. That dragon was so close to him he could hear its every breath. He started to feel even more nervous as he could hear the dragons heart as well. It was pounding hard and rapidly. Mervyn felt the warm air being blown out faster and harder. The sound of the uneven breaths got louder. Apparently the dragon was moving its head closer to him. He noticed how the mighty heart began to pound faster. Since Mervyn wasn't able to see the dragon in the darkness and barely recognized its outline, this experience seemed a little scary to him since he didn't know what the dragon was preparing to do. As he anxiously waited for something to happen he suddenly felt the maw being pressed on his mouth. The claws on his face were starting to grab a little harder. In enjoyment Mervyn placed his hands on the side of the big scaly head. He felt the facial muscles work under the scaly hide. He began to feel how the dragon pressed his maw harder on his lips -pushing his backhead into the leafy forest ground. Just seconds afterwards he was surprised by a big slimy tongue entering his mouth, immediately moving to his tongue. Mervyn now started to find some kind of arousement in this too as he felt the dragon's tongue touching his. As Mervyn started to move his tongue around as well the sound of the dragon's heavy breathing was drowned by the sound of the dragon letting out a long and soft relieving groan. He felt how the dragon became more aroused. It started to move its tongue faster and grab his face harder. The heavy breathing soon turned into a soft moaning. The dragon suddenly sped up moving its tongue around pressing it into Mervyn's mouth as hard as it could. It eventually slightly opened its maw to allow pressuring the tongue even harder. Mervyn didn't even feel the kiss anymore -just the dragon's tongue being pressed into his mouth and the dragon's grip on his face getting so hard the claws started to poke into his skin. After a while of the passionate kissing the dragon all of a sudden quickly removed its tongue and move its head back. It panted for a moment in uneven breaths. It still had Mervyn's head between its claws but the grip noticeably loosed. Mervyn's mouth felt a little worn out from all that kissing. He also felt how his heart was pounding and breaths becoming uneven. His hands were shivering.

The dragon apparently was thinking what it should do next. The kiss may was arousing but it wasn't enough anymore -the dragon wanted to take it to the next level. They continued staring at each other in silence for a while, waiting for each other to make a move. Mervyn's eyes have adjusted to the darkness over the time. He now saw far more than just the dragon's shady outline. He catches sight of the white scales which seemed a like silver in the moon's light. The light blue eyes were staring down at him seductively -giving him a look that made Mervyn feel stirred. Its upper body was slightly moving up and down from the heavy breathing. He came to realize that it wasn't panting from exhaustion -it was some sort of excitement the dragon was feeling. The gaze seemed like it was lost in thoughts - in some weird fantasies probably. Mervyn found his arousement turn into anxiety which left him nervously waiting again.

The dragon removed the claws from his face and placed them on the ground and lifted itself up -relieving Mervyn's body from its heavy weight. It stepped over Mervyn and walked a few steps to the nearest tree, turning around and dropping itself to its back -resting its upper body against the tree. Mervyn stood up as well to see what the dragon was up to. He froze as he spotted that the hind legs of the dragon were invitingly spread out letting something tall and lengthy loom up. Its tail was twitching in excitement. The dragon was just leaning against the tree there giving Mervyn that seductive look again -but now the dragon was passing him a seemingly evil grin in addition.

Some time has passed until it spoke „I bet you have never seen anything like this“. Mervyn was stunned from that sight. He didn't say anything and just nodded in agreement. Clearly feeling uncomfortable about the dragon presenting itself to him. What uncomforted him the most was that the dragon got that aroused from just kissing him. It must've been really desperate for that kind of contact!

After some while the dragon impatiently interrupted the silence in which they looked each other over as it temptingly asked „So you're just going to stand there and watch?“ resting down its claws on its belly.

„No“ Mervyn shortly answered, being obviously nervous. The smirk of the dragon got wider. „Then why don't you come a little closer?“. It spoke with a tone so seductively it made Mervyn forget all his anxiety in this situation for a moment. The dragon slipped down the tree a little bit, more laying on its back and kind of pushing up its waist. Then putting its claws behind between the tree and its head as some sort of headrest, showing its scaly muscular chest to him.

Mervyn almost automatically started to go towards the dragon. Its lurking gaze tracked every single of his movements. As he was standing right in front of the dragon which was leaning on its back Mervyn began to hesitate once more. It was this dilemma again: He wanted to proceed with sating the dragon but at the same time some part of his told him to stop! It putted him into such a lack of decisiveness! The impatience of the dragon drove Mervyn into anxiety. Its gaze was lurking at him. He heard it quickly hiss „Come on“ in excitement between its heavy breaths. Mervyn had to get over himself. That dragon was so teased that it would be ready to do anything to get itself pleased- and it wanted Mervyn to put an end to that. He took a hesitant step froward to get even closer and kneeled down- being between the hind legs that were spread out over the floor. It was dark in the woods but he still could recognize its long dragony shaft. It was pulsating and dripping from excitement. It took Mervyn a lot of willpower to lay a hand on it. He first firmly placed his fingers on it until he eventually fully grabbed it. He saw how the dragon opened its maw groaning loudly and tilting its head to the side with closed eyes. He was a little weirded out by the big tongue hanging out of it- more crept out that this tongue has been just inside of his mouth. The touch was arousing but the dragon wanted him to do more. It hasn't commanded anything to him but he felt it- it wanted him to go further. Mervyn placed his other hand on it. Right afterwards he started moving one hand repeatedly up and down- along the fleshy tool of the scaly beast. He noticed how the strong and muscular hind legs around him started to cramp up and its tail twitch around. The dragon dug its claws into the ground in excitement. The heavy breaths turned into a heavy moaning. Hearing a such a powerful voice produce such sounds was really odd. Mervyn's hands were soon overcast in pre. The longer he continued to sate the dragon, the more it threw its head from one side to another, the more the hind legs twitched around and the louder and uneven it panted and groaned. The sounds of the movements and of the moaning filled the night's silence of the forest. Mervyn, who was still feeling a little uncomfortable, just wanted to get this done as quickly as possible. He tried out different spots on the long tool to see how much the dragon would enjoy it. He tested rubbing it more to the top. It didn't take much longer until the dragon suddenly held in its breath and dug its claws into the ground once more. Mervyn has gotten the dragon to its climax. This was the moment it was all about. The seed rapidly exiting its shaft was soon followed with a loud relieved groan. One that sounded more full of enjoyment than all the other ones. The dragon tilted its head back in pleasure. Mervyn felt the meat slowly getting softer in his hands. He thought he was done and let go of it, immediately rubbing the dragon's seed of his hands and arms on the leafy forest ground. When he looked down he noticed that his arms and hands weren't the only thing that got casted in the dragon's seed. His light guard armor, which he was still wearing, was soaked in some spots. On the forest ground were multiple little puddles and everything around the dragon's crotch was covered with white drops. It was all over its belly and thighs. Seeing a dragon's body, which was supposed to be impressing and intimidating, like that, was kind of ridiculous.

The dragon quickly awakened from its trance of relief. It leaned forward with a somewhat embarrassed expression on its scaly face. It looked down to Mervyn, who was still trying to wipe off the white spots, before it placed its claws on his shoulder and chest softly pushing Mervyn's back to the leafs forcing him to lie down. Mervyn saw it glaring at him. But its gaze wasn't seductively anymore, it was more serious. Right after it removed its claws it let itself drop to the side and lied down next to him, facing his way. Apparently preparing to sleep. It closed its eyes and rested its head on the ground. A long time the ambience of the woods were filled with silence. While they were relaxing -still breathing a little heavy from the fun they had- all they could here was the wind blowing through the tree tops. Everything else was silent. The hush may was restful but Mervyn still felt uneasy. He hasn't gotten his side of the pleasure after all.

„So what about me?“ he asked, interrupting the slumber of the dragon. It lifted its heavy head from the ground. „What about you?“ it asked with a sleepy tone. Staring down to him with a tired gaze.

„I haven't gotten…you know, my part“. In the way he asked this question it clearly hearable that Mervyn felt uncomfortable asking this. „Your Part? Are you being serious?“ the dragon replied sounding upset. The sleepy tone left and turned more into concern.

It then explained „You have no idea how long I had to wait for the bliss to feel something like this again. How often I struggled with my urges while I was in chains not being able to touch myself in any way. You don't know the struggle. You're a free man. You had your chances“. Mervyn got quiet for a moment. He thought he could still talk the dragon into another round if he would be more enticing.

Some time has passed until Mervyn answered „If you mean the chances of having fun with a dragon hunk then you're mistaken“. He was surprised by himself that he had enough confidence to actively flirt with the dragon without stuttering or sounding nervous.

However it reacted a bit aggressively „Do you still fail to understand what I've been through?!“ it growled back as it suddenly harshly grabbed his jaw with one of its mighty claws- just like back in the dungeon when it wanted him to be quiet. It seems like the dragon grabs Mervyn's jaw every time when it wanted him to shut up. Mervyn remembered if he'd say something now the dragon would just tighten the grip harder. After Mervyn hasn't said anything the dragon eventually let go as it hissed

„Don't make me regret taking you with me“. It dropped its head back to the ground and closed its eyes again while it sighed slightly annoyed. Mervyn still didn't feel less uneasy than before. He still felt like doing something with the dragon. But he couldn't -as it would reject him and react angry when he tried to flirt. Kind of arrogant at this point considering that he gave it an orgasm- Mervyn thought. He had to get something back. And if the dragon wouldn't give it he'd had to take it. Mervyn crawled over the floor moving towards the dragon who was laying right next to him. It was apparently deeply sleeping. When he was right in front of it he pushed his body with his back on its muscular scaly chest. Kind of making himself comfortable between the floor and the scales. He felt the dragon wake up as he heard his head move. Suddenly he felt the front legs of the dragon wrap around him and push him into the scaly body- kind of hugging him. It then stopped moving continuing its slumber. They both soon drifted into sleep in the silence of the forest…

to be continued