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Part 2

The Return

I awoke as sun rays started to shine directly into my face. Slowly, I opened my eyes which felt difficult to move, as they were heavy and tired. I could notably feel that I haven’t gotten a lot of rest after the recent… rather eventful night. As I set to move out of the dirty bedroll I felt my limbs feeling fatigued and some of them still terribly hurt from what that dragon did to me.

To get up I had to roll over to my front and step one of legs onto the ground, first pushing me into a crouching position and then gradually extending my legs and gradually stand upward. Letting go of the ground I noticed how hard it was to keep my balance, and being on my feet I felt how my head was weary and its backside began to ache.

I nervously dove a hand through my hair as I looked around the camp… or what was left of it. In daylight I could entirely see the chaos that explosion caused, and how the dirt was torn up at the spot the log bench used to stand. The quiver was knocked over, the arrows being scattered all over the place, appearing that most of them were missing entirely. My bow and my sword were nowhere to be seen.

I wandered around a little, carefully scanning the churned floor. It was almost covered in the wood of the fireplace which got blown up, the shockwave apparently has been strong enough to scatter all sorts of other equipment I packed with me as well.

I quickly found the knapsack with the supplies which were packed in. I took enough food with me that I would last at least 4 days out here, and with today being the third day, I wouldn’t have to worry about starving. I quickly strapped the knapsack on my back and continued searching.

Eventually, I managed to find the flask I have just refilled yesterday… shortly before I ran into this black thing. Apparently, as the result of having flown a couple yards the cork I had improvised as a cap because I somehow managed to lose the original one, had slipped out, causing the water to be poured out almost entirely. I picked it up by the strap and held it into the sun subsequently to see through the tinted glass how much was left.

As I dreaded, there barely was anything inside it. There was a small rest, but it would only last for like… 3 hours of traveling, before I’m completely dry. Let alone if I would have to run from this thing again… It’s a long way home.

I put the strap around my shoulder and began to ponder. Of course, I should refill it as soon as possible. But the only reliable water source that I know in this region was the river I have been using so far… where I’ve seen that dragon the first time... and where it saw me.

It was my only call. The next water source I knew was a small lake near the path to town, but with my current liquid supplies I would have dried out twice by the time I’d arrive there. No, I had no choice. For the refill, I had to go where it all started.

…However, there still was a chance that this dragon was still around here. I wasn’t sure about what it would do if it’d catch me going back to the river instead of finally getting lost, which the dragon surely wanted me to do… Maybe it won’t care? But what am I going to do if it were to attack me again? And… do even worse stuff to me… my rear still hurt terribly. I wouldn’t survive another round of this!

In the mean-time whilst busy with my head, I had paced around more, disappointingly unable to find anything else reusable from my camp. The only thing I found was this snood-like cloth, but it was completely covered in dirt as well. No way I’m putting that thing back on.

After a while of limping around in circles, I figured that there was nothing left worth taking with me on my journey back, so I decided that now the time has come. I have to take that risk and go back to the river…

Just looking into the direction of the path I would take made me feel incredibly uneasy inside, making me think back to when the dragon found me… My hands were starting to get trembly again.

No, there is no way I’m wussing out, I have to. I must. Either that or die of thirst… which would be far less tormenting than what the dragon would do to me if it caught me again, but still.

With hasty yet hesitant steps, I left the area and entered the denser part of the forest, seeing the camp gradually disappear behind me each time I flipped my head around to look back.

I felt my breaths becoming shaky. My eyes were nearly locked onto scanning the sky and I often turned around into all directions, sometimes walking sideward and sometimes walking backward, always checking my surroundings.

It didn’t take long until I observed the noisy sound of water flowing. I became even more nervous as I knew that I was almost there, knowing that this dragon might be nearby as well…

I caught myself becoming slower the closer I got to the water. I often had to suppress the thought of just turning around and trying to make my journey without the refill, I’d surely come across another water source anyways -Instead of taking the risk of being caught and abused another time… But no, I can do this. I just have to be really careful. Observe first, then act. Not the other way around.

I almost crouched down entirely, carefully sneaking through the last bush which was dense enough to cover me before entering the river side. My head just barely glanced up in between the bushes, very carefully looking around. My focus thoroughly wandered along all possible places and spots this dragon could be about…

I must have spent at least five minutes, doing nothing but hiding in the bush, my eyes springing around, before I finally decided that the place would be clear. For faster movement, I put my knapsack down for when I’d leave my cover. I removed the strap and put the bottle in my hands, doing one last check of looking all around me.

I almost leaped out of the bush and sprinted the few meters to the water, almost not coming to a stop on time only nearly avoiding that I fell right into it. My shaky hands struggled to remove the cork, and as soon as it was out of the way, I splashed the bottle’s tip so hard into the water I got my arm all wet, paranoidly looking around me at all times with my eyes being constantly widely opened. A few seconds, and it was done. The bottle was full. Without having put the cork back in I ran back into the bush, sort of dropping myself inside it, almost spilling the water I just filled up.

I lay on the ground between the bushes supporting branches and stayed moveless for a moment, trying to calm myself down. My heartrate was all up through the roof and I was panting heavily despite not having done anything that exhaustingly. It was but fear and the adrenaline…

Eventually, I managed to calm down…

Geez, was there anything worth worrying so much about? I thought to myself. I stuck the cork back in and pressed extra hard to make sure it wouldn’t slip out again. I put the knapsack around my back and began striding through the bush again, leaving the riverside behind me.

Being a lot calmer, I didn’t even look around me nearly as much as before when I got here. I sort of slandered through the woods as if I was having an after-dinner walk. However, my mood quickly changed as for a blink of the eye saw a large shadow rush across the floor. I froze. What was that!?

I waited around a little, but there wasn’t anything else unusual. Am I starting to see things? Perhaps it just was a bird?

I continued my walk. Despite knowing I couldn’t recover anything else anyways, I was headed for the camp to pack up my homemade bedroll into the knapsack and finally get the hell out of here. The shadow I saw made me feel uneasy again. I picked up pace a little bit, walking significantly faster. I had to resist the urge to just sprint the entire way to the camp, I needed the energy.

…

Not wasting any time, I quickly strapped my with the bedroll to its breaking point filled knapsack over my shoulder. As I was to leave this place behind for good, I turned around one last time, having entirely stopped walking. I looked over the torn dirt of where my camp used to be, the sight of the forest’s edge and the mountains far away in the distance from which only the tips reached above the trees in awe and relief. Finally, I’m getting out of here. I hope I will never have to worry about this dragon again. It’s going to be a long way home… Did all this had to happen? For me to realize that is was best to stay in the zones that were confirmed safe? I was certain, I’m never coming anywhere around here ever again. I’ll only hunt in the home forest and the boring plains of grass and rocks around it from now on. Staying around any other places would feel uneasy from now on.

Before my mind slipped off too far, I put on the second halter on my knapsack and hastily wandered off. Luckily the pain in the ankle has somewhat eased. I didn’t have to terribly limp any more, however my speed was still drained and setting the foot on the ground still hurt a little.

The longer I strived on the more I watched the trees become less and less until all there was left were grass, bushes and boulders. I at first was worried if I went the right direction, but soon I luckily found the path from which I had wandered off a couple days ago when I was looking for a place to settle down. Despite this being three whole days away, it felt like I haven’t been here for a much longer time. Must be because of the many things which have happened in between. The forest’s edge was visible being on the cobble of the path, which was the reason why I set up the camp here to begin with. I was just searching a place, just any place which was desolated yet not too far away, where I was all by myself. Seems like no one went here for a reason. I should have asked in the nearest town before settling down in any forest… This could have prevented everything!

-Having caught my mind slipping off yet again I quickly turned to the direction of the path I had to take to get home and proceeded, seemingly unable to get my thoughts off that dragon. My thoughts just kept zoning out. When I wasn’t thinking about the events from the recent night, the sound of my footwear hitting the dry and cracked stone was filling my head.

…

What if it’s following me? Each time my mind hit this idea I paranoidly looked around the sky. But there was nothing, except the slim clouds and the blue which was shining so brightly.

I felt the air gradually become warmer the higher the sun rose, the morning chilliness eventually disappearing entirely. The landscape around me mostly stayed the same, the hills on each side of the path didn’t show a lot anyways. Less to worry about I suppose.

Every couple hours, I took breaks and sat down at the path’s edge, getting to eat something. Ideally there was a bush or a tree tall enough to create some relaxing shadow. I spent most of the time of my breaks staring into the nature and letting my thoughts idle. Sometimes the spots were so cozy it made me want to stay there until sun dawn and maybe just spend the night here while I’m at it, but I had to get going. I have to get back home and tell my tale. And find a place to stay the night before the sun sets…

(Perspective switch to Fahren)

Fuck.. look at the way the poor thing limps.. what had I done? First living thing to come across my territory in months and what did I do? Fucking terrorize it and force myself upon it like a savage. Had I really been that desperate? That I wasn't able to control myself at all? You realize you have to do something, right? At least try to make up for what you did..

I continued to follow the scent trail, occasionally looking up to take a peek for real to see. Yup.. he was still limping along...

(Perspective switch back to Mervyn)

…

My injury on my ankle may wasn’t a big problem, however has slowed me down so much over the time that I wouldn’t have been able to make it to the tavern I overnighted on my arrival and I planned to also use on my way back. I needed another place, one that lay close by… Sleeping out in the open may was no ridiculous option, but rather a workaround for me if nothing else works out… still remembering what happened the last time…

There must be an inn nearby, since it is the only connection with the Gold Coast to the imperial capital this road should be a commonly used travel path, judging by the state of it. Although it was empty today.

The sun was already low and making trees and bushed loom large shadows. Just as I was about to give up looking and set up a new camp outside, I saw another path connected with the road I’m on. There were a few small walls placed on the corner with one having an old and dirty sign stick out of it.

Examining this sign, I walked closer. I had to wipe away some of the dirt before I could make out a symbol of a moon, which the signs of inns and tavern with overnight-possibilities very usually had. This must be one! I hope it’s still intact, both the walls and the sign looked… rather carelessly treated to me, almost as if it was abandoned. But even if it is, it’s better than sleeping out here… with the dragons about…

Despite my feet feeling sore from the long day of travelling, I eagerly marched down the path lead me after a few thick bushes to an old looking long two-story wooden house, which didn’t look less carelessly treated than the sign it represented. The property was surrounded with a wooden fence which was so small one with a little agility could easily vault over it. Within the gate there was, next to the building, some stables which looked like they were unused for a very long time. There was still hay laying around and various tools were scattered across the entire yard. At first, I was certain, no one has been around this place for a long time. But inspecting closer I recognized that the gate was opened and there were lights coming from inside the house. The door of the house had the same sign I saw at the junction with the main path, but cleaner.

My eyes got a little wider as I saw the building. Yes! At least something that isn’t going absolutely wrong during my journey!

What did make me feel somewhat uneasy was the fact, that there was no one around, at least outside. Not even a worker or a farmer. Not even a house-keeping girl I could chat with… They must all be inside.

I quickly entered through the gate and proceeded through the door, not wasting any time looking around the property.

I was met by silence as I was in front of the door. I’ve made the experience that usually you could already hear all the buzz of talking and chatting going on inside by just standing in front of a tavern or an inn… This place must be empty as hell.

I pressed the handle of the entrance door down. I for some reason expected to be locked, judging by the blankness of this place, but it actually opened.

Just a few yards in front of me inside the building I was quickly met by the surprised glance an old lady behind the counter, too old for my taste. It took her a few seconds to make her face fill up with enthusiasm and a big smile, from which I couldn’t tell if it was faked or if she in fact was happy that anybody would come around here.

“Welcome to Moonlight Inn, young adventurer!” the chipper voice shouted over the counter. “May I help you?”

“Uhh- yes” I quickly said, shutting the door behind me and quickly proceeding to the innkeeper. “I would like to rent a room for the night.”

“We have just one more available in the back of the alley upstairs. 15 gold, and it’s yours.”

Just one more room? There is no one around! -I thought to myself.

“I’ll take it” I answered after a short moment, getting one of the knapsack’s straps off me and rummaging around in it searching my purse.

“O- oh… what happened to you!?” the voice suddenly asked worried, but still somehow enthusiastic. I was confused at first, but then I realized that the wrap-around of my chest has slipped down a little, showing the biting wound on my shoulder.

“Oh, don’t mind that” I said in a casual tone, smiling to myself and leaning one arm on the counter “Just another one of those dragons. You know how it is.”

“Oh dear…” she mumbled, looking over the spots on my body, her jaw dropping a little.

After I gave the innkeeper the coin, I thought that maybe I start to make something out of this.

“Would you mind if I could have some… new clothing? As you can see, mine’s gotten a little damaged during the last encounter.”

I tried to put it like that as if encountering dragons would be part of my everyday-life.

“Oh, yeah sure! There should be some in the wardrobe of your room. Take whatever you need.”

“Thank you very much” I said relieved and rushed up the stairs.

I proceeded to the last door of the alley, as the innkeeper described and opened it with the key she gave me.

The room actually looked okay compared to the state of the rest of the house. There was a clean bed placed on the wall with a nightstand to the side of it, a dresser, which probably had the clothes inside it and a chair with a small table. Dim light got through the strongly tinted window and there was also a painting of what I figured it would show a small view of a district in… Kroden. Yeah, I’ve been to that place, they had a strange way with designing their buildings.

I dropped off my knapsack on the chair and sat down on the bed.

…The innkeeper said that she would have some clothing around. Let’s see.

I reached forward and opened the wardrobe. There were a lot of jackets and within them some pants. Below were shirts and various other clothes stacked upon each other. My eyes went a little wide and I leaned back a little. That’s quite the selection…

It took me very long to make a call, but I decided for a pale green sleeveless shirt and some dark brown clamdiggers. They have colors that would at least sort of conceal me, in case I would have to hide from something in bushes again. I also packed a jacket into my knapsack, in case I get a little cold.

I sat down on the bed again and looked out the window. I expected the sun to be completely set by now, but surprisingly it was still bright. If I went to sleep now I would just wake up earlier tomorrow, before the sun would rise again. That would be inefficient.

Still having some time on my hands, I decided to walk around the yard a little.

I slowly stepped down the creaky steps of the staircase, where I spotted that I wasn’t alone in this inn apparently. There was one of those road guards from the imperial army in full armor sitting there, eating some beef stew. Must be on a break of some sort. Hm, strange. Usually there are always at least two of them around.

Standing on the stairs I was quickly met by the curious gaze of the innkeeper.

…I could get myself something proper to eat while I’m at it actually.

“Do you happen to have some… cooked beef, perhaps?”

“Oh, yes, right here, I just made some!”

She disappeared in a small room behind her and came back with after a few seconds, carrying a plate with the beef I just ordered.

“Here you go, that’ll be 5 gold”

“Yeah, thank you… uhm, I left my knapsack upstairs, is it possible that I eat it first and then grab my purse?”

“Oh, that’s no problem!”

“Okay, thanks a lot.”

With the steak in the one hand and the plate in the other, I headed outside.

Walking around the yard a little I that the behind of the building was brightly illuminated by the setting sun.

I walked to the backside to the building, I put the plate on a barrel, walked a little further and leaned on the fence, watching the sunset in amazement whilst eating my steak.

(Perspective switch to Fahren)

Time passed, he kept walking. Sitting. Walking. And then.. a two-leg dwelling? Made of fallen trees arranged like a puzzle. So orderly. But so large. Look at it! It was huge! Most of the caves out there were HALF as large as that thing! I wonder how many two-legs could live in that.. or ME..

There was no way that place wasn't crawling with more two-legs. I had to stay back for now. He went inside anyway. Looks like he was settling in there for the rest of the day. I sighed, sitting on my haunches. What am I gonna do..?

After a long while of pacing and thinking, sometimes even trying to flare my ears to hear what was going on inside there, the sun had gotten tired again and started its journey to the ground to sleep. As the light dimmed, I puffed up a little, gaining more confidence, knowing that night is my friend. I could do this. I will fix- WH- OH gods, there he was.. carrying meat.. ohhh, and cooked! I drooled.. but I stayed put, letting him have his meal uninterrupted.. at least.. for as long as I could stand it, which wasn't very long at all. Halfway through the meal, I got up and padded much closer, blending in with the fresh new shadows beneath the trees. I stopped about three dragon-lengths away.. Hm.. if I simply step out, he's going to run, or call for help, and I'll be overwhelmed.. or not.. I'm a dragon after all.. but still.. hm..

Aha! The instant I thought of it, I went through with it, grabbing a stone, that, in hindsight, probably should have been smaller, tossing it in the air and WHACKING it with my tail farrrrrr off to the right of me. It sailed above the trees and crashed through and branches far off in the distance, landing with a considerable thud. The moment I saw its head look in the direction of the sound, I darted off in the other direction, runnning out into the open for the last ten feet of clearing and finally sneaking back up juuust behind your head. It was a pattern of hunting deeply ingrained in me to wait just behind the prey, even if I wasn't actually planning on hurting it.

(Perspective switch to Mervyn)

I was Seemingly distracted from pretty much anything happening around me for some moments, it felt like I finally had some real time for myself... until I heard a loud thud coming from somewhere to the side of me. I flinched so hard I almost choked on a bite. My head flipped around, seeing that the sound must have come out of some steep bushes beneath a large tree… What was that!?

I could feel my pulse rising again, so I tried to calm myself down, intending that at least during dinner I should have a break from my constant paranoia. It probably just was… a bird, a very very large bird. Or perhaps one of the branches gave in and fell down. That sometimes happens with old trees, and frankly, this one looked like it’s aged a lot.

My eyes stayed locked on the scrubs and bushes, waiting for something more to happen… just something that would give me more clearance about what this noise came from. But there was silence. All I heard was the wind softly blowing through the leaves and some sounds from inside every now and then.

I hesitantly turned my head back around, facing forward into the sunset again, my mind idling off.

Woah. That was weird… am I starting to hear things now? Gosh, this place. It really gets to me since that dragon showed up… I should probably get my mental state checked when I get home… although, the fighter’s guild wouldn’t accept anyone with any medical prerecords -WOAH SHIT

I flinched so hard I almost dropped my steak and yelped loudly. The dragon… it was right in front of me! It’s come back for me!

My heart began pumping harder. My eyes widened and my breaths became heavy and uneven in fear. I slowly backed off, nice and easy… not making any sudden movements…

Why did it come back for me?! What does it want!? Is it here to finish the job!? Questions like those raced through my panicking mind.

However, the dragon itself wasn’t really doing anything. It just stood there, looking at me with its large and bright eyes.

Suddenly while I was backing away I felt that I bumped into something static with my back. I hit the wall of the inn. I was stuck. There was nowhere to go for me…

I began to hyperventilate and sort of covered my face with my arms as I realized that I had no escape routes.

But the dragon… was… backing off too? I had to look twice. It had its ear flattened to its very head, hunching over. What I at first thought to be the familiar noise of the dragon growling at me, was actually some sort of a whimper. What… was it trying to be nice with me? Didn’t it mean to scare me?

As I read by the gestures that the dragon didn’t come here with a hostile purpose, I began to calm down a little bit, lowering my arms and my breaths gradually turning back to normal, however still staying heavy just like the fast beating of my heart.

It proceeded to step back, hunching over. I don’t know a lot about dragonic body language, but that posture looked rather submissive to me… but… that can’t be…

“R-rrurrrhhh..” suddenly sounded from within the beast’s body, its large eyes making a sad impression to me. It… it is meaning to not scare me… I couldn’t believe it. How can something so scary and intimidating be so… soft? What did it come back for then? What does it want from me?

I slowly detached my back off the wall, hesitantly moving forward. I stopped after each step for a second each time the feeling of the discomfort of actually approaching a dragon overwhelmed me. I felt my legs shake, my knees feeling sort of weak.

By now it has hunched over so far it ended up on the ground entirely. “rrrrrr”

I froze as it suddenly crawled up to me and began to slowly build its body up again into a proper standing position, still keeping the ears close to its head and making noises that sounded like crooning to me. The dragon kept the head itself lowered, not rising higher than the height of my belly.

I just stayed frozen, watching what it is doing. My self-control was enough to keep me from backing off again, however I caught myself leaning away.

The head suddenly moved up and tilted away checking each side of the inn making quiet growling noises, probably ensuring that we really are by ourselves and that there isn’t anybody coming along from inside the inn. I looked around too. It would be rather awkward if somebody would catch me in this situation…

Suddenly the enormous head lowered again, focusing on what’s left of the cooked beef which I was still holding in my hand…

Is it that what it wanted? ... No, it couldn’t have taken the risk for the mere reason to acquire what’s left of my steak… but still… I could give it to the dragon, even if it’s just to ensure that it would keep treating me in a friendly manner…

I stepped one foot back and positioned myself kind of sideways, as I slowly lifted my arm and hesitantly reached forward bringing the beef closer to its maw. The dragon however lowered its head and tilted it around my upper body. I just stayed in my stance, worriedly looking down to what it was doing. It probably was just checking for weapons first.

After it made sure I was unarmed, it closed its eyes, giving my hand a soft bump with the bridge of its nose. I was confused. Was it declining my offer? Or did it want me to drop it?

The eyes suddenly flicked open and looked at me for a short while, before glaring back down again.

Still being in confusion I began to ponder. Why didn’t it take it? Perhaps it didn’t even want my food?

I was just about lower my shivering hand again, as it suddenly tilted its head sideward and stirred the maw towards to what I was holding.

In a quick snap I felt the steak being quickly ripped out my hand, the dragon keeping it held in between the lips of its mouth.

We both backed away from each other. The moment I stepped back I could feel the dread build up inside me for a short moment.

I lowered my hand and carefully watched what the dragon was doing… It tossed the steak up and caught it in its open maw and swallowed it whole, all in just a second.

After the dragon gulped it down it suddenly stared at me… as if it would demand something else…

It took a lot of effort on my part to not back away… the way the huge eyes were locked on me made me feel uncomfortable.

Despite knowing that the dragon meant no harm, my breaths became heavy and shaky again in fear as it suddenly stepped closer. It lifted its head up, now actually meeting me at eye-level. Being face-to-face with the dragon didn’t necessarily ease the dread.

All of a sudden, the head reached forward mouth-first. I didn’t know what was about to happen, I just closed my eyes and hoped whatever it was it wouldn’t be too painful…

I flinched a little as I felt something warm and wet impact on my face, gradually covering it from bottom to top within a short moment, before being pulled away again, everything turning back to normal.

I opened my eyes again. Did it just lick me? That’s it? That… didn’t feel bad actually.

Still staying frozen, I stared at the dragon, who was staring at me too checking if I was being upset about it anyhow.

After a short moment before I could give any kind of response, it quickly leaned in again, doing the same thing once more whilst trilling in a high pitch, the tongue sliding all across my face. Instead of pulling away I kept my head there this time. That… did feel good. When I looked again I saw the delight in the dragon’s eyes. As if it was happy that I didn’t try to fight or flee when it came closer.

As I was preparing myself for another lick the head suddenly lowered yet again, the ears going back down with it.

“Ru.. rrh, rawwrr..”

As it made various sounds the, large eyes wandered off to the bottom left, looking down to the ground in a sad manner.

Is it… trying to tell me something? Is that its way to apologize?

The dragon made some more noises. I refused to believe it, but it made the impression to me as if it was trying to talk to me. However, all I actually understood were soft roars and growls which still sounded somewhat predatory to me.

“Raurhhnn. nrggh-“

(‘I'm so sorry, I don't know what happened to me.. I didn't mean to hurt you..’)

“GrrrrrRrr..” The head lifted a little and an aggravated huff exited its nostrils, making me feel somewhat uncomfortable again.

(‘But you WERE in my territory. And you're not supposed to do that!’)

Suddenly the intimidating stance dropped and it sighed.

“Rruouurr, rerrh nff-“

(‘..what am I doing.. this is stupid. Not like you get any of this.. Listen, I'm just sorry and I.. I dunno.. I wanted to make it up or something..’)

The head was brought back onto my eye level, making the dragon’s enormous eyes sadly stare at me. It tilted its head slightly.

(‘Forgive?’)

I at first stayed motionless, until I realized that it actually demanded some kind of reply from me. I may have not understood a single word, as far as I could call those sounds words, but… I think I got the point. That beast, it… it felt sorry. It regretted what it did to me. And probably it only came back to tell me... The unlikely that sounded, I saw no other possibility.

But how can I show that I accept its apology?

Speaking wouldn’t have been of use, it probably doesn’t understand any of the words of my human language…

…but there is this one gesture. A gesture which every living thing should understand.

I hesitantly raised my right arm up and reached forward with my hand, carefully watching the dragon to check if it was going to resist my attempt of petting it. As my hand was so close to the scales of the cheek I almost touched them, I stopped again for a short moment in insecurity, my hand trembling and my face flushed in thrill.

I closed my eyes and with a rather hasty movement I brought my palm down… on a living dragon’s head. I immediately felt the warmth of the body and the scale’s structure which I actually expected to be harder.

As soon as I made contact I heard the dragon begin to sort of purr. It was nothing alike with the cat’s purr I have heard so far, more with a soft groaning or growling, but it still had the same connotation to me.

I just held my hand there and slowly opened my eyes again. I couldn’t help but smile a little in relief that this actually worked out, and that the dragon didn’t just bite my hand off. In fact, it leveled out its head again and closed its eyes… Seems like it actually liked what I was doing. I… I really was petting a dragon... Haha! Look at me world! I’m petting a dragon! I bet there is no one else in the world who can claim that! I must be some sort of a-

My fantasies were suddenly interrupted as the dragon quickly pulled its head away and began to slowly step backward beginning to disappear into the bushes, constantly looking around.

I unwillingly sunk my hand back down, being a little worried myself about why it was acting so strange all of a sudden. But there was no one with us… it must have heard something coming from inside the inn.

Staying where I was, I did but merely stare after the dragon, not daring to approach but secretly wanting the dragon to come back. The way it stood there… looked to me like it was scared about this whole thing in general. A scared dragon? Now I’ve seen it all.

After some while it stepped back out, paddling off to the right and checking around the corner. After it figured that everything was clear, the scared impression dropped and it began to approach me, coming back towards me again... making me feel nervous. However, it stopped a few feet in front of me and tilted its head up and down, confidently looking my body over…

I froze again. What does this mean? Does this mean that it… wanted me? I tried to keep that thought down. The dragon looking over my body could mean any number of things. But I couldn’t think of anything else…

My face went red just by the thought of it. It can’t be! I’m a human! There isn’t anything a male dragon should find appealing or attractive about my body anyhow!

Suddenly I felt not as comfortable anymore with the dragon beginning to step even closer to me…

It lowered its head and sniffed at the height of my belly. I felt my entire body become static in tension.

Everything is fine… as long as it doesn’t-- The dragon suddenly stuffed its nose right into my groin, making pleased groaning like noises.

“Grrruurrrrrr..”

My hands clenched up and I closed my eyes knowing that my blush would be very well visible. My entire face felt hot, and my breaths soon began to become heavy and uneven. The dragon just kept pushing. I tried to hold everything back as best I could, but the way the snout was being softly pressed into my bits overwhelmed my self-control, and the fear I had until then.

My eyes opened again as the pressure suddenly became so big it even made me stumble backwards.

The head lifted and began to pinch and lick at my clothes. The situation took me back to the last time the dragon wanted me undressed, when it just ripped off the light armor I had into smithereens. But this time, it wasn’t forcing anything. It didn’t pull or bite.

I instantly knew what the dragon wanted me to do… yet I stayed nearly motionless. I could feel its arousal. How it wanted the clothing to be gone, so it could inspect my body. And if I soon wouldn’t do anything… it perhaps would lose its patience…

hesitantly lowered my arms to the bottom of my shirt. I pulled it up, partly exposing my upper body, and started waiting. Waiting for a reaction. If it would like what it was seeing… If my body really was that what the dragon had in mind, when it was still covered by my clothes…

The second my shirt was out of the way, the same tongue which was licking my face before was now eagerly licking at my belly, the purring noises getting so passionate they were mixed with groan-like growling.

The moisty warmth of the tongue felt made my skin feel all tingly, and I felt my upper body get a little cold with my shirt being pulled up. The focus of the licks gradually wandered downward, soon held up by my pants…

I hesitated a long time before I finally got myself to take this a step further. I sunk myself down to the ground, at first supporting on my arms. After another short pause of hesitation, I lay my back down entirely and placed my hands on the beltline of my pants. I pushed up my rear up and pulled down the pants just a little bit, not even exposing anything yet, awkwardly staring into the dragon’s eyes which were eagerly waiting for me to proceed.

Once more, the head lowered down to my belly, the slimy tongue focusing on the spot I most recently uncovered. I flinched a little as I felt the tongue delve between the pants and my body, able to reach what is more downward. I stayed motionless as I felt the tip of the tongue licking all over my bits. I couldn’t get rid of the awkward feeling that I have taken this too far, that I should stop now. But at the same time… I had this urge inside of me.

The dragon pulled its tongue back and stepped back a little. I at first was confused about what it was doing, but as it lifted its leg up, I knew what it intended to do… it shamelessly presented me its growing erection to me. So far not a lot more than one half of the dragonhood was peeking out of the slit, but it was already enough to make me entirely speechless...

Some moments in which I did nothing but stare at the dragon’s massive shaft, it stepped back forward, looking directly at me.

“Rurr?”

It never has been so difficult for me to hold eye contact… my eyes kept darting to the area between its legs. I actually felt my breath become uncontrolled and heavy again, turning into slight panting. But this time it wasn’t in fear. It was pure arousal.

The dragon kind of lowered its leg again, concealing the erection, making me look back up. I saw the dragon smile, as it chuffed once. The eyes wandered down to my area…

My pants still weren’t all the way down yet… I grasped my hands back around the beltline, but hesitated. I shouldn’t be doing this, I really should not be doing this… but I wanted to. My mind kept telling me no. But my body… my body was telling me yes.

Just as I was about to pull the pants down entirely, the forelegs suddenly dug beneath me, lifting me up to the dragon’s upper body and holding me by my back. I didn’t know what was going on, but it appeared to me as if the dragon was running off whilst carrying me. With wide eyes I tightly held on to the limbs which were carrying me. By the many trees and bushes I saw pass by, I recognized that it was taking me into the woods! Away from the inn…

After the bumpy ride, the dragon carefully set me down by a tree, leaning me against it.

“Grrrhhhhh”

Its head was tilted back, watching the inn, growling aggressively.

“Grrrrrrrrr”

The second the look of the head focused on me again, its expression became far friendlier, now drawing a smile. The head sunk down to my chin and I felt the area on the downside of it being gently caressed by the snout, the dragon nuzzling me. Shortly after, I saw the large eyes focus back down on my groin, the dragon’s smile turning into an eager smirk…

Being reminded that I still haven’t undressed my pants yet, I quickly got into action… I placed my hands on the beltline again. I took one last look back to the inn… we weren’t far away, but distant enough… it should be safe now.

I much more confidently proceeded to move the pants down until everything reaching from abdomen to my shins was entirely uncovered, the forest’s air feeling chilly around my exposed skin, especially around my member.

I haven’t even properly let go of the pants yet as the maw eagerly rushed down to my bits, the frilled tongue quickly but still pleasantly licking all over it. The dragon must feel more at ease now too. I could tell by the way it now acted…

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, the tree trunk feeling a little hard at the back of my head, but it didn’t bother me. Constantly trying to myself back from making any odd sounds as best I could, I couldn’t prevent some quiet moans slipped out.

Reacting to my positive responses, the entire dragon’s upper body leaned in and the licks got more powerful. I felt a paw being placed on the undamaged shoulder and build up pressure as it was bracing itself on me. I lifted an arm and rested it on the muscular foreleg which was resting on my shoulder…

The licks… I could feel myself getting hard… the warm tongue felt so heavenly. And the way it was being so careful, trying to not get anything else than the tongue involved… it must have realized that my skin isn’t very resistant. Perhaps the bite back then wasn’t meant to be so hard. Another dragon probably would have handled that easily.

The eager licking suddenly interrupted and the head lifted. The dragon pulled the tongue back into its maw, probably wanting to properly get the taste...

My eyes almost immediately opened again as I sensed the pleasant feeling come to a halt. I was at first glancing at the dragon’s happy looking face, but quickly wandered off down its body and to the area between its hindlegs where a large erection was growing…

The dragon noticed the absence of my attention, and stopped. It spent just one second wondering what I was staring at so distractedly, but then it quickly noticed. As the dragon realized, the shaft went fully hard.

I saw it flex once, as the dragon began to smirk and let out a quick huff.

(‘Impressed?’)

As I just sat there and stared at the dragon’s member… my fantasy went wild. I kept imagining how it would be like to touch it with my very hands… how the flesh would feel like, how this whole thing would smell like up close… but my mood somewhat changed as I remembered how it was shoved into me… I did nothing but sit there quietly as my thoughts kept hitting the moment on repeat…

The dragon must have somehow noticed that the sight began to bring up bad memories. The ears suddenly dropped a bit. I heard it whine a little as it sat its hunches down to the ground and covered everything up with a fin of its tail which was quickly being curled around.

“Nnr?”

The eyes locked back on my bits, probably meaning to divert my focus back.

I still stayed frozen. Despite the… rather unpleasant memories, I did enjoy the sight of the dragon’s large shaft… I spent some time thinking how I’m going to gesture that I wanted to see it, but my thought process was interrupted by a pointy touch on my own member. The dragon had reached forward with one of its paws and gently touched my tip with a claw, almost giggling by how it moved when it pushed a little. My focus quickly came back. Despite the heavenly good feelings, it still felt somewhat uncomfortable to me to let something so big handle something, compared to the dragon’s size, so little… but after all, the feeling of pleasure overwhelmed those nitpicks easily.

Ready for the warm licking to continue, I leaned my head back onto the tree, feeling the spot of the back of my head on which I’ve been laying on so far beginning to ache a little, but it still didn’t bother me. I closed my eyes, preparing for another round…

Shortly after I heard the dragon churr happily the tongue stepped back in. By the head’s movements, tilting back and forth to each side to really reach and cover all sides, the saliva was being constantly spread pretty much everywhere. I still tried to hold myself back from moaning, which soon became difficult. By holding my breath in I attempted to silence the moans, but I just ended up moaning way louder each time I hastily exhaled, sometimes on accident.

Still licking, the dragon’s head lowered so far the snout almost touched down on my belly, being so close I could actually feel the breath on my skin. The licks became much stronger, each stroke getting much longer in time and length of the area the tongue covered, the heavy breathing constantly making the area switch between being warm and being cold. The licks continued, and I yelped a little each time the tongue actually proceeded downward so far it even slid over my balls.

It… felt so good, I… I suddenly felt some sort sensation build up inside of me. The climax… it was gradually coming closer. My breaths became even more uneven and some of my limbs occasionally tensed up. I… needed more. The licking was heavenly, but… I suddenly had the urge for… more. Something… harder, even more pleasant. The next level, a step further… I wanted to feel not only the tongue, but the while maw around my member.

Not being able to think of any other way to communicate in this situation, I removed my hand from the strong foreleg and placed it on the back of the dragon’s constantly moving head, sort of pressing down. It perhaps didn’t even notice the additional pressure I tried to build up with my to the dragon’s size compared small hand.

In response, the licks suddenly began to slow down… and despite that I was protesting quietly, they eventually stopped entirely.

“Mmr?”

I opened my eyes and groaned a little in frustration. No! Don’t stop! Not now, I’m so close!

Not knowing how to ask for it I just ended up awkwardly staring into the dragon’s big questioning eyes, panting. All I did was hope that it would continue and start using its mouth on its own eventually… I had no clue how to express my desire, so it was all I had left.

At some point I just shut my eyes again and rested my head back into position. Soon the licking continued just like it previously did, though tentatively at first. The tongue wrapped around my whole member, but eventually… it seemed like the dragon got the idea. I loudly moaned one time on accident as I felt the lips come into play…

The licks became slower and slower, the head beginning to slide up and down instead whilst crooning lowly.

My hands balled into fists and I could feel my calves cramp up midst all the pleasure. I was aware that the attempt itself to hold the moaning back was senseless as it was doomed to fail, but I still kept trying, despite catching myself moaning with every single one of the quick and heavy breaths I was constantly taking. The sensation I had felt before came back, this time much stronger and still rising. My body tensed up more and more the closer the orgasm came. I was lost in the feeling of the head’s inside alternating between licking and bobbing.

Before I even came to properly realize it, the climax was right there. I felt it build up in my whole body. In extreme tension, I held in my breath…

The moment I felt it coming I tried to pull my hindquarters back, avoiding that I would cum right into the dragon’s maw. However, the head moved with it, the lips staying tightly sealed around my member. As the shots finally came, I groan loudly on accident multiple times. I still tried to move my member out even while it was firing, but after the first few I gave it up and just did nothing but staying nearly motionless, the only movements being my rising and falling chest, panting, still having my head leaned back…

Deep down I felt a little ashamed about having cummed into a dragon’s maw… but at the same time… well, I perhaps didn’t do what I’d call the right thing, but I did nothing wrong, at least. How can something be so wrong when it feels so right… though everything rather felt warm and slimy…

Resting against the tree with my eyes closed… I soon began to feel a little sleepy somehow. I would have just napped right where I was… but I knew, I couldn’t overnight out here, I would have to get back to the Inn…

I sensed the lips gently slipping off, and heard the dragon swallow and start to purr shortly afterwards. I forced my eyes open and finally took my somewhat weary head off the tree trunk. After the dragon had carefully nuzzled my balls it stared up to me. I looked back with somewhat tired looking eyes, only partially opened.

Well. Let’s call it a day, I thought to myself. I placed my hands on the beltline of my pants and tried to pull it up. However, the movement was quickly stopped by one of the dragon’s paws…

“rrhh- rah”

It chuffed and made more of those growling like noises as it kept my hands down. I didn’t try to resist, I just froze and stared up in a nervous manner… what was it? Weren’t we done? Does… it want more?

The enormous body suddenly got to its hind legs and stood up, leaning itself onto the tree with its forelegs right above me. I worriedly watched what the dragon was doing… as my glance focused back forward again, I noticed that the dragon’s erection was right in front my face. I froze and my jaw dropped a little. There it was… being so close I could see far more details than I saw previously. I just sat there, watching how it was constantly pulsating as blood pumped through the veins of which some were visible… how there was a small dip of pre cum at the very tip of the shaft…

I felt my breaths become heavy and uneven again in arousal. My face flushed harder the longer I stared at it.

The dragon was still glaring down to me, which took me a long time to notice since my focus was distracted by the huge member right in front of me... The way it stood there, staring at me had me figured that it was waiting for something… and not very patiently. Waiting for me to do something with the shaft, perhaps.

My head sunk down, facing back forward. Just as I was about to raise my arm I hesitated, insecure about if it really was allowing me touch it. Not knowing what to do, I stayed motionless… doing nothing but sitting there, slightly panting…

“…ggggRRR”

My eyes widened a little as I heard the growl echoing out of the dragon’s body.

“RAH”

The dragon actually barked loudly in a tone that sounded really demanding to me, making me flinch. It was intimidating enough for me to get moving. I hastily reached out and placed one hand on the flesh. I was stunned by how it felt under my palm… the flesh was surprisingly soft, and very moist, probably from having been stored away all day. I slowly begin to grasp around, the spot where I touched being slightly too large for my fingers to entirely reach around. I hesitantly lift my other hand and touch it more towards the tip with my hand being able to properly get ahold of it this time.

The hips suddenly began to rock back and forth. I felt the dragon’s member being humped into the grasps of my hands, having to put on a little pressure to build up some kind of resistance so my arms wouldn’t be just jerked around with the humping. The pre was constantly dripping down, still in arousal of having put some work on me previously…

The humps became slower, however the sweeps getting longer. I did nothing but keep my hands there, trying to withstand the pressure from each forward thrust. Suddenly, the humping began to accelerate. The rocking was so eager and faste that my arms barely had the give left to take it…

“grr… rrrr… rh… hr-”

I felt the movements weaken until they slowed to a stop. It caught me by surprise. Nothing moved but the heavy flow of the pre which was constantly forming new drops, falling down hitting either the ground or my legs. The member was bobbing with each of the hard and fast heart beats…

Before I could figure out what was going on I felt a paw clonk me on the head, beginning to build up pressure and push me down making my back slide along the tree trunk until I had reached the ground, now entirely laying on the floor. I held onto the shaft as long I could but I had to quickly let go, placing my hands on the ground.

I froze as I watched the dragon’s body step over me in awe, leaving me belly to belly with the beast... The dread inside me about what was going to happen next made me want to get out of there, but I choose to not resist. It would only make things worse…

The head lowered down to me and the tongue slid across my face a couple times, while the dragon’s hindquarters were hunching down.

It found its way in a lot easier this time… I quickly felt the shaft being poked right into me. With the shaft being pressed inside me once more I felt more pain from having spread me the last time it was shoved in there, which wasn’t even 24 hours ago. I agonizingly shut my eyes, trying to take it in…

The instincts and hormones overwhelmed the dragon eventually and the shaft was relentlessly thrusted in way deeper, yet only one half disappearing inside me before the friction was resisting enough make me slide over the leafy ground.

I felt a paw being placed on my chest and press me down, pinning me in place so the shaft could proceed further. I lay one of my hands on the paw, sort holding onto it, preparing myself for more…

The shoving and pushing got harder and rougher, not making anything budge at first but the dragonhood soon beginning to delve deeper inside just a little bit, however quickly stopping again.

I heard the dragon growl, being able to feel some of the voice’s vibrations inside me since a part of the dragon has been stuck into me.

My eyes shot open as I felt the shaft being hastily pulled out, making everything hurt for a short moment, before the pain gradually started to ease… however not disappearing entirely. After the brief pause a new thing was poked inside me, something warm and slimy. I flinched a little, wondering what it was for a second before realizing that it was the tongue that has already put work on me previously. The touch actually seemed enjoyable at first, however the pain returned as the tongue was suddenly pressed inside repeatedly, spreading me again and bringing the pain back all while the paw stayed where it was.

The licking was done quickly.

Just a second after the tongue was removed the shaft delved back in again, the wetness allowing it to slip in entirely this time. As soon as the dragonhood disappeared inside me, the hips hilting on my rear, I could feel the dragon starting to hump me vigorously. The whole length felt like it would never stop getting bigger. Having seen the size of the shaft from up close I was surprised that it fit inside me at all despite already having taken it once… I held onto the paw harder, feeling my body jerked forward each time it thrust into me.

The paw pinned me down so tightly the claws began to dig into my skin, each leaving a painful pointy touch on my chest. I could actually feel the foreleg start to tremble. The length was thrusted in further and further, spreading me even wider, far more than I was comfortable with.

I shrieked loudly as I suddenly felt a short extraordinarily painful jolt, as if it was a sharp electric shock. I didn’t know what it was, but I figured that something might have gotten ripped open…

The entire shaft eagerly pulsed a couple times, before the tip suddenly began jetting the seed in, the shots reaching deeply into me. The dragon’s eyes clenched hard and I heard it pant erratically, as the humps got slower and slower...

The body above me shook all over for a moment. Then it relaxed, the weak growls mixed with the heavy panting continuing, only gradually easing down.

I felt the shaft being pulled out slowly, still feeling the warm and thick liquid spreading around inside me. The still sometimes twitching dragonhood was being rested on my belly...

“rhrhh..”

The dragon’s entire body just flopped over suddenly, making a loud thud noise on the ground, the panting still clearly hearable.

With the shaft finally removed… I could finally relax too. I just lay there, my head resting on the floor with my eyes still closed, panting too.

The forelegs weakly reached out for me all of a sudden and pulled me close to the dragon’s chest, hugging me tightly. Being so close I could not only the hear the purring but actually feel it. I stayed frozen for a few seconds, never having been that close to a dragon before… but eventually I overcame my fear, closed my eyes again and began to cuddle myself in a little bit, feeling really sleepy.

We were doing nothing but lay there, hearing nothing but each other’s still somewhat exhausted breaths, soon starting to snooze away...