Rising Dragons

Disclaimer: Golden Sun is not mine. However, this idea is, so no stealing .

"What? Say that again, Ivan…" Isaac was in his room, while Ivan sat opposite him on a chair. Vale had long since been rebuilt, and most of the gang had opted to stay. Only Piers decided to leave, saying that he had to try to return to Lemuria. They all missed him from time to time, but they knew that he had to go. Ivan was just telling the blond-haired Venus adept about his latest vision.

"Well… I saw a great dragon rise out of the sky in the distance. It shrieked loudly before fading away… Then it all went black, before a spotlight shone on Masamune. Two great rising dragons emanated from the blade… Then one disappeared." Ivan told him again, and Isaac drank in the knowledge. The dragons were not hard to figure out… it had to be Saturos and Menardi, because the other pair of dragons had died in the Mars Lighthouse.

"So… they're back…" Isaac mused, rubbing his chin. They had not seen hide or hair of them since they had fallen into the lighthouse, and the group had presumed the pair of Mars adepts dead. Yet this vision could only mean one thing…

"Thanks for telling me. I'll take Masamune around with me… Don't tell anyone else, okay? I have a feeling that they'll come for me. I don't want anyone else involved." Isaac told his Jupiter adept friend, who nodded. They headed out of his house soon after, to feel the sunshine upon their faces once again. It was good to be home, Isaac thought…

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Saturos was walking. He was not running, he was not watching, not waiting… He was walking. Why should he be walking? He and Menardi had both died upon the lighthouse aerie, defeated by Isaac. Yet here they both walked, side by side, through the thick jungles and arid deserts. Their purpose was clear: revenge. They would hunt down the one who had killed them, no matter the cost. Neither knew how they had survived, all they could remember was a great golden light shining upon them, and a burning rage fueling their bodies.

"Saturos, where are we now?" His companion asked behind him. Saturos grunted, irritated that she had broken the silence that he so preferred.

"The forest outside of the Suhulla Desert." He said swiftly, before returning to his silent brooding. Saturos the Great was known for this, and his partners all hated him for it. But there was nothing to be done about it. The great Mars adept was good at what he did. After a few more minutes of walking, they emerged from the forest to find the bride to Tolbi.

"Shall we?" His partner asked him, to which he responded with a wicked smile.

"We shall."

The days passed quickly in Vale, what with the construction projects going on. The hustle and bustle of the citizens as they moved about was music to Isaac's ears as he repeated the same motion. One pound of his hammer to the next, he knelt in intense focus, his mind wandering through this and that while his body worked tirelessly. He could have built hundreds of houses per day with his psynergy, but where was the challenge? A warrior should strive to make his life hard, for you only receive what you give, and Isaac was going to give his all.

"Isaac!" The gruff voice of his friend Garet did not at first penetrate his thick trance of labor.

"ISAAC!" Garet screamed at him, breaking his concentration. Isaac looked down at the tall redhead gazing back at him, a slightly annoyed expression upon his face.

"Yeah, Garet? What's up?" Isaac asked, thinking that this was just some normal, everyday drama such as Garet needing him to fix a chair or hide him from Jenna's wrath. The fiery girl had such a temper these days, it was surprising that Saturos and Menardi had survived five minutes in her company.

"You're not going to believe what happened at the Tolbi Bridge." Isaac went pale. He knew exactly what had happened.

"You'd be surprised… Take over for me, Garet. I gotta go find Ivan." With not another word, he leapt from his construction project and raced off into the heart of the town, leaving Garet in utter confusion. It didn't take long for him to reach the Inn, which was located in the center plaza at the base of the mountain. Racing up the stairs, he opened up Ivan's door to find him dozing off on his bed.

"Yo, Ivan! Wake up!" Isaac said calmly, shaking the young Jupiter adept awake. In an instant, the clairvoyant youth had a dagger to his arm and his other hand around Isaac's neck. Isaac gulped. Perhaps it was a bad idea to startle the tiny kid.

"I heard that." Ivan's dagger removed itself from Isaac's wrist, but his grip tightened around Isaac's windpipe A few seconds of pain later, Ivan had released his neck leaving him to gasp for air.

"Remind me not to surprise you ever again…" Isaac joked. Ivan nodded, sheathing his dagger. The blond adept had never used to carry daggers like that though… Isaac put it from his mind. He needed to talk with Ivan.

"Ivan, you were right. Tolbi Bridge just got ransacked, I heard it from Garet." Ivan nodded, as if it had been expected.

"So you know what comes next, right?" Ivan asked him, leaving Isaac to nod in acceptance.

"They're coming for me. A rising dragon shall disappear in the near future… Me."

"Saturos. We should be reaching Kalay soon, shall we ransack it?" Saturos heard his partner ask behind him. They were standing on a flat plain close to the town of Kalay, travelling north. Vale was close, they remembered from their treks.

"No, we shall not hinder our progress. Vale lies mere days away now. Isaac shall die, and neither you or I wish to delay the inevitable." Saturos calmly told his partner without missing a step in his walking rhythm. The bridge at Tolbi had fallen with ease at their might, the few soldiers who recognized them fleeing at the sight of the two ragged and worn adepts. The rest had stood and fought… and died. Now they had gone through the caverns reaching around the Karagol, and had walked for a few days to get where they were now.

"Do you think we're powerful enough?" Saturos became irritated.

"Of course we are! Isaac had all three of his friends to help him last time! With both of us… we shall crush him!" Saturos finished with a satisfied feeling. Revenge was his only fuel right now, burning within him like a bonfire or blaze. They would not stop until the blond haired weakling was at their feet, his lifeblood pooling upon the earth.

Another few days passed, and life had gone back to normal. Isaac had finished his construction, a beautiful two-story house for a family that had been out in the streets for some time. He had plenty of time to rest now, but for some reason he awoke one night. The full moon shone through his window, and he felt a desire to walk among the town. Restless, he opened his window and lightly dropped to the soft earth below, dampening the fall with his psynergy. Isaac walked aimlessly, not really having a purpose in the dark. He passed the inn, noting that Sheba, Ivan, and Mia were all sound asleep. Isaac moved on, his mind wandering like his body through his thoughts and emotions. It wasn't long until Isaac realized that he had stopped, and was right in front of Felix's house. Isaac was about to leave when he noticed a figure sitting on the roof. Climbing the house with ease, he found Jenna on the soft thatch, gazing at the stars. She glanced at his arrival.

"Isaac?" She asked, not really recognizing him in the semi-darkness.

"Yeah. You couldn't sleep either?" Isaac queried as he sat next to her, looking up at the night sky. Being an earth adept, he wasn't as attuned to the sky as the Jupiter adepts were, preferring the shared affinity of the land with the Mars adepts. He acknowledged, however, the calming effect the moon had upon him. Jenna nodded, and for a while they just sat there, gazing at the stars.

"Isaac?" Jenna began. Isaac looked at her, his eyes telling her to continue.

"Why did… you guys… come save me? What was going through your mind when I was kidnapped?" Jenna seemed interested, for some reason. Isaac really didn't know why she was talking about this, but something in his mind urged him to tell the truth.

"Well… I was scared for you… I didn't want you to die, or get hurt… I didn't want to…" He stopped, his mouth drying out immediately. Isaac's face reddened for some reason that he couldn't explain, but Jenna didn't notice. Her eyes softened, giving him the strength within himself to continue.

"I didn't want to lose you." Jenna smiled, touched at his gesture of affection. It was true, he had not gone to save her because she was a girl, nor was it because of him and Garet's friendship with her. He had gone because something inside of him told him to, something primordial that urged him to save her with all due speed. For a while, they just laid there, looking into each other's eyes. However, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a flash of fire light the forest for a brief moment, and knew that the time had come.

"Jenna… I have to go now. Hold onto this for me." He drew Masamune and laid it down on the thatch, before jumping from the roof swiftly. Jenna, to his great relief did not follow. Isaac merely heard her call once for him.

"Isaac, wait!" But he was already gone.

"You think he will come?" Menardi asked him. He nodded gruffly. Saturos knew Isaac's type. The warrior would not risk his friends in his battle. He would fight them. The duo had just lit the forest once with a flare, before moving to the middle of the forest clearing to wait for their adversary. After so long, they would finally get revenge on their nemisis.

Isaac.

Isaac burst through the trees into the clearing, facing his hated foes head on. In his heart, he knew what was to happen. Isaac's rising dragon would fade into oblivion, his soul would leave him this night. Isaac was going to die.

"Saturos. Menardi." He nodded to each in turn, waiting for their response. It was not long in coming.

"Good evening, child. Are you ready… to die?" Saturos asked him. Menardi was holding her scythe with shaking palms, her knuckles turning white from her rage. To Isaac, both warriors looked worse for the wear. But even a sweeping glance over them told him that they were just as deadly as ever. With a swift and fluid motion, he unsheathed his Gaia Blade to meet them.

"Then let this be our final battle. No mercy." Isaac settled low into his fighting stance, analyzing the situation as he did so. He was at a disadvantage, fighting two fighters at once. His only chance was to-

"Die!" Saturos charged at him, leaving him no time to form a strategy. Cursing, he dodged a flaming fist heading for his chest, parrying a swing of Menardi's scythe as he regained his balance. He had to go on the offensive if he was going to win this. With a great cry, he shouted the words of the apocalypse.

"ODDYSSEY!!!" Great swords of earthen might crashed into his hated foe Saturos, as he slashed furiously with his Gaia Blade. The warrior was thrown back a good ways, but in no way was the man harmed. On the contrary, the attack seemed to awake within the man the inner spirit of the warrior within. To Isaac's left, Menardi began to sweep her scythe at him, and he struggled to parry blow after blow of her techniques. They flowed endlessly from one attack to the next, the blond mars adept's scythe spinning madly. With a curse, he parried another blow and leapt over the fighter's head, Spireing her in the back as he landed. Just in time, he dodged another attack from Saturos as the man grazed his ear with a flaming fist. The pain was excruciating, but it opened his senses. Of course, it would do him no good…

"PYROCLASM!!!" The male Mars adept shouted, and a torrent of magma seared his body as eruptions threw him into the air. He landed, singed and scorched on the ground, but alive. Groaning, he rose to his feet to attack again. Saturos and Menardi cackled wildly at his fall, taking great pleasure in watching him in pain. With a great battle cry, he charged again at Saturos, dancing wildly around the man as his blade flew endlessly from one blow to the next. But always, his blade was caught by the man's armored forearm, until Isaac jumped over the man's head and spoke the spell of earthen wrath as he landed.

"Grand Gaia!" The earth split in two, bombarding the pair with rocks grown from the very world itself. Finally, as the spell ended, the pair was left panting on the ground, but still very much alive.

"I commend your skill, weakling…" Saturos began. "But it's time for you to die!" With a great shout, he stood and shot out his arm at Isaac's chest. Unprepared for the sudden movement, Isaac was shoved back several feet. Right into their trap. They both raised their arms, shouting in unison.

"RISING DRAGON!" He should have known this attack would have been his undoing. Twin dragons of fiery strength erupted from the ground beneath him, crushing him in their jaws. Unable to stop the attack, he was mortally wounded from the blow. He fell to the ground, unable to move again, his Gaia Blade sheathed in the earth next to him. His enemies walked over to him, relishing his pain.

"It's all over, boy. Time to meet your maker." Saturos chuckled, raising his right arm to the fallen warrior. At first, Isaac thought he was going to utter another fire spell, but instead he felt as if a black drape had been drawn upon the world. Great candles surrounded him, and he recognized his new situation. The spirit of death had fallen upon him. The Grim Reaper stood over his corpse, drawing his spirit ever closer. 'It's all over now. Jenna… stay safe. I ended up losing you after all… But as long as you're alive, I can die in peace.' And so the warrior Isaac resigned to his fate, as the seconds passed and his mortality began to fade away. The reaper began to sharpen his scythe. Soon, his life would be no more. Isaac closed his eyes, and waited for the final candle to sputter and die. 'It will all be over with this… 3… 2… 1…'

Jenna first noticed the fire of the blade next to her five minutes after Isaac left her. Masamune held the great spirit of the dragon within it, she knew. But he had given it to her for a reason. Was it a sign, she wondered? Deciding not to take the chance, she picked up the blade and started after Isaac. Jenna would take no chances tonight. She had just confirmed that Isaac cared for her, and nothing would stand in her way anymore. The trees passed by as a blur as she ran, the fire of the blade lighting her way. Not long after, she saw the light beginning to fade, and gulped audibly. That couldn't be good. She reached the clearing after a few more minutes of running. Jenna was treated to the scene of her worst nightmare. Isaac laid on the ground, defeated. The spirit of death hung over him, waiting for his spirit to give out. Saturos and Menardi stood over him, and Jenna realized why he had gone. This was his fight. But Jenna would not allow it. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever! Noone would take Isaac from her, not even the Reaper himself! Holding her hand over her heart, she whispered the ancient spell of healing known only to the true descendants of the great Fire clan.

Flame burning,

Ever brightly.

Stars shining,

Bright as lightning.

Our auras shine too,

The flames of the new,

Our oaths forever binding.

A great heat settled upon the clearing, washing through Isaac's body. The spirit of Death was banished from him, as Jenna cast her Cool Aura. As the spell finished and the heat dissipated, Jenna revealed herself to the dumbfounded warriors.

"You'll regret that." She said calmly, leveling her blade at the two fighters. They merely chuckled.

"Why, if it isn't that little girl. You aren't afraid of us anymore, are you? Think about this, you stupid idiot! If Isaac couldn't defeat us, what makes you think you can?" Menardi snapped at her, and she nearly lost faith. The only thing keeping her there now were thoughts of Isaac and revenge.

"Because I have something you don't." Jenna calmly asserted, beginning to charge up energy. This attack drained a lot from her, but it was worth it. As a backup, she had borrowed Flash from Garet a few days ago, so she should be fine.

"Oh? And what is that?" Saturos asked, taking a step towards her. It was to be the last mistake of his life.

"This! DRAGON FUME! RISING DRAGON!!!" The combined might of Jupiter and Mars thundered from her, Masamune combining with her attack to create a three pronged spear of pure strength. Saturos didn't know what hit him, as the murderous attack hit him square on in the chest. Defeated, the warrior fell to the ground, his heart no longer beating in his chest. Menardi backed away in fear, taking a few steps before realizing her advantage. Calmly, she lowered the tip of her scythe to Isaac's neck. Jenna's heart stopped.

"Now now, little girl. You don't want me finishing him off, do you? Then I suggest you do as I say." Jenna cursed inwardly, realizing that there was nothing she could do. She watched furiously as Menardy chuckled at her.

"If you hurt him, I swear…" She stopped when the scythe drew a drop of blood from his neck.

"Or what?" Menardi asked menacingly. Jenna had to make a choice. Back off, and let Isaac die, or attack, and take her chances. However, fate took the decision right from her hands.

"Or THIS! APOCALYPSE!" Jenna looked over at her brother, who had leapt from a nearby tree. Upon landing, a great thunderous shockwave blasted out from his feet, knocking Menardi's feet from under her. It took Jenna's breath away, even as she dodged the attack. Isaac was somehow immune to the shock on the ground, whether it was because he was Venus based or because he was flat on the ground. Menardi's scythe had dropped from the warrior's hands and had been thrown against a tree with the force of the spell. Defeated, Menardi was unable to rise to her feet, instead weakly supporting herself on her knees. Jenna smiled at her brother's timely arrival.

"Thanks Felix. I can't tell you how thankful I am that you came." Jenna thanked her brother, who nodded before grabbing Menardi by the collar of her tunic.

"You came back to life, and you come here only to throw it away? What is the matter with you?!" Felix shouted at his old companion, and Jenna suddenly remembered Felix's role with the pair. Jenna took advantage of Menardi's distraction to check on Isaac. She knelt down, running her hands over his body to make sure there were no broken bones. Satisfied, her mind returned to the conversation in time to hear the last words.

"-forget all about your sister?" Felix had obviously struck a low blow.

"My sister, Karst? The Wise One told me she was dead! She told me that Isaac had killed her!" Menardi was shouting, her passion aroused. Felix nodded his head.

"No, the Wise One was wrong. I left the lighthouse aerie before we left, I went back to get her! She was barely alive when I lit the beacon. I alone carried her back to Prox. And yet you flew off the handle to get revenge! Well, I hope you're happy." Noticing that Isaac was getting up, he included him in his conversation.

"I'll let him decide what to do with you." Felix said with apparent pleasure, glancing over at the warrior on the ground. Groaning, Isaac sat up. Apparently, he had heard most of the conversation, because he seemed to know what was going on.

"Take her back to her sister, Felix. Let her go." Felix nodded, pleased with the decision. Menardi cried out at them.

"I cannot move, you fools! It would be better for me to die here." Menardi closed her eyes, waiting for either to comply. On the contrary, Jenna saw, Felix had an ace up his sleeve.

"Who said we were walking?" Felix said, taking out the blue stone from his tunic. A soft flash of blue light, and Felix was gone. Isaac and Jenna stared at the place he had been but a moment before. Jenna broke the silence first.

"Come on, Isaac. Let's get you some rest. You can crash at my place tonight."

Felix and Menardi appeared in the frozen wastelands of the North. The blizzards had died down with the rising of the Golden Sun, and the yellow orb in the sky was visible through the clouds. Menardi seemed surprised to find herself here, but then she noticed the Lapis in his hand and realized what must have happened.

"Felix?" She began as he started to carry her back to the village, which sat on the horizon. He grunted his response.

"Yeah?"

"I'm… sorry. Thank you for saving my sister." For the first time, Menardi was showing compassion, and Felix did not ignore it. He nodded, exaggerating the motion so that she could see it. He carried her in silence for many minutes before reaching the village. Many did not recognize the great hero upon his back, but those who did began to cheer loudly. Felix ignored them, walking purposefully to the place where Karst lived. It was on the outskirts of the village, forcing him to pass through much of the town to reach it. The noise was deafening as one by one, the villagers recognized the figure he carried upon his back. Finally, he reached Karst's house, which she had taken after she had recovered from her injuries. He knocked on her door, before allowing Menardi to stand upon her own two feet, albeit leaning on him for support. Karst's reaction as she opened the door was to be expected. Her eyes widened, and her jaw dropped. Felix smiled at her expression.

"You looked lonely. Thought I might bring in someone to cheer ya up." Menardi was smiling in a mixture of gratefulness and sheer delight upon seeing her sister again. Karst's jaw still had not moved.

"Are you a… ghost?" Karst asked, and Felix shook his head.

"No, sister… I'm not." Karst was not convinced, and she walked over and put her hand on Menardi's face to prove it. She was solid. But the reunion was short lived, for Menardi fainted not two seconds after.

"Damn… I shouldn't have put so much power into that attack… Got a bed?" Felix asked upon noticing Menardi's condition. Karst stared at him blankly.

"Attack? What the-"

"Do you have a bed? I need to heal her, fast." Felix's urgent tone snapped Karst out of her confusion, and she swiftly led him to a small cot in the main room of her house. Setting her down, he placed one hand upon the woman's chest.

Potent Cure…

"Alright, that should do it." Felix told the girl as golden sparks danced about Menardi's body, healing her wounds. Karst was still wondering at what he had said earlier.

"Attack?" She asked simply. Felix explained.

"Menardi and Saturos came back to Vale to try to kill Isaac. The Wise One told her that you were dead. I don't know when this happened, but it was probably not long after the Golden Sun rose. I had to stop her." Felix finished, leaving Karst in confusion and anger.

"Wait, so what happened to Saturos?" Karst asked.

"I can only assume that my sister found Isaac nearly dead. She killed Saturos with a powerful attack akin to my Apocalypse spell in strength. It was over in an instant." Felix nodded his head, showing his regret. He would have avoided killing Saturos if possible, but it had to be done. Karst seemed to sense this as well. Suddenly, Felix found her arms around him, hugging him tightly.

"Thank you, Felix… For saving me and my sister too." What was it today that made Menardi and Karst so emotional? Regardless, he hugged her back, and after they broke away (about ten minutes later) he made his excuses and vowed to return soon. He teleported away swiftly, leaving Karst to care for her sister.

Felix appeared back in Vale plaza, and began to walk for home. It had been a long night, but it was finally over. Sweet, sweet silence followed him as he walked the familiar bath back to his house. Up one set of stairs, then another… finally, he reached the house. Opening the door, he heard an odd sound. Dismissing it, he looked around the house to see everything neat and tidy. He walked up the stairs to the second floor, intending to go to sleep and try to catch a few hours when a very disturbing sound came from Jenna's room. Felix froze as he heard his sister moaning loudly in the next room. Racing over to her door, he began pounding it.

"Jenna, what are you doing in there?" Suddenly, he heard Isaac's voice join in. His blood boiled. How dare he do that to his sister!

"ISAAC! I'LL KILL YOU!!!" Felix shouted, drawing the Sol Blade and beginning to slash at the door in rage. To his frustration, a yellow and red aura was protecting the door.

"GOD DAMNIT YOU GUYS! I AM GOING TO GET IN THERE AND KILL YOU, ISAAC!" Felix fumed, unleashing his entire arsenal of attacks upon the door. All the while, the moaning grew louder and louder, coupled with shouts of 'oh Isaac!' and 'Yes! Yes!' Finally, Felix unleashed a powerful Apocalypse upon the door, breaking through both barriers simultaneously. He looked in upon the room to find both adepts, fully clothed, laughing their asses of at Felix's expression. The dark haired adept realized that they had done it on purpose to infuriate him.

"You… If I ever catch you two actually doing it, expect what happened to Jenna's door to happen to you, Isaac." With that, he stormed out of the house, incredibly pissed off. Their laughter continued even after he slammed the front door to the house and wandered the streets once again until dawn.

Their laughter continued endlessly, Isaac thought that they would never stop. Jenna's idea had worked so well, it was almost unfair! To piss off Felix that much… It was just too funny!

"Jenna! You're brilliant!" He said through bursts of laughter. They had come back to the house, and Isaac had begun to rest on the floor for about a half hour before they heard the front door open. Jenna had told him of their idea, and he had agreed, however creepy the idea had sounded. It had worked so well, Isaac thought they could have filmed it for money. Jenna found the breath to respond after several giggling fits.

"Heh, that's Felix for ya! Psychotic and psychopathic!" After several more minutes of laughing, they finally ran out of breath and lay panting on the floor. Isaac rose to his feet, gasping for breath, and walked over to Jenna's door that had slammed into the wall of her room. With his psynergy, he easily replaced it on the hinges of the doorframe. Jenna nodded in thanks, and he sat down on her bed, exhausted.

(Note: If you do not wish to read a lemon, then this story is over. Calmly press the back button on your browser and leave this page. However, if you wanna read some action, (Ivan-Garet, cough) then by all means, read. Not my first lemon, but definitely my best.)

"Well, I guess all there is to do is sleep. I'll take the floor." Isaac took the initiative, reasoning that it was her room after all. Then again, it was hard to get up off of a bed when someone is on top of you… Quick as thought, Jenna had pushed him down onto the bed and crawled onto his chest. She wasn't that heavy, but Isaac still couldn't completely remove her from his stomach without hurting her. Jenna was looking at him in a sort of seductive way, which began to creep him out.

"Uh… Jenna, are you okay?" Isaac asked, and Jenna responded in a purring voice.

"I'm fine… So, would you like to really have some fun?" Isaac gulped at the idea. For one, he was still a virgin, so he didn't really know what it was like. Going on a quest did that to you, sadly. And two, Felix had promised to kill him.

"Didn't your brother tell us not to?" Isaac asked, before gasping as Jenna leaned in and kissed him on the lips. It was like heaven, in the few seconds they were together before she broke off.

"When have I ever listened to him?" Isaac conceded the point. Shrugging, he was allowed to free his arms from under him, and he began to remove Jenna's skirt. It came off easily, and Jenna helped him take it completely off of her. She was clad merely in an undershirt, panties, and a bra now. Jenna leaned in, and began to kiss him as she unlaced his tunic. She was quite quick, he found, as in less than a minute it was on the floor and he was bare chested. Pulling away from the kiss again, she rubbed her hands along his rock hard abs. They were clearly defined with his rigorous training, and Isaac could see her eyes glint in satisfaction. Quick as thought, he pulled Jenna's shirt off and threw it to the ground, leaving her almost naked form to his eyes. He looked her over, arousal and lust quickly rising within him.

"Nice… You're… beautiful…" He drooled, his eyes lingering upon her breasts and curves. She giggled quietly, and reached for his arms. He allowed her to pull his arms around her back, and a quick tug later her bra was completely off. They leaned in closer for another kiss, and their bodies touched together. He found his hands running along her back, pulling her closer to himself. Conversely, her arms were down to his pants, unlacing them and throwing them off. He was left in his boxer shorts, his member beginning to poke out of them. Jenna broke off of their kiss, rising to her knees.

"So, what would you like? Normal or Oral?" She asked him. Isaac considered it, knowing enough to know what the difference was. He came to a decision.

"You decide. It's your night. Consider it a thank-you gift for saving me." Isaac joked, and they leaned in to kiss again. He felt her hands run over his muscular frame as their tongues began to battle furiously inside of their mouths. Neither was winning, as Isaac tried again and again to twist his around hers and lick it dry, but she would always do the exact same whenever hers found a weak point. After several more minutes, they broke off, both panting. Jenna rolled over, and told him her decision.

"Oral. Let's see how well you can do." Isaac grinned, rolling over and allowing her to spread her legs apart so he could get in there. With a swift motion, he threw off her panties, revealing her opening. It was simply magnificent to him, and he spent a second massaging his fingers over the hole. She began to moan softly as he touched it, and he enjoyed her pleasure. He leaned in and touched his lips to her vagina. He ran his tongue over it, swirling about until her moans escalated and grew louder. Her pleasure was intensifying, and Isaac was soon able to stick his tongue all the way inside. Isaac held onto her legs and licked her as hard as he could inside of her passage, feeling her excitement as he extended his tongue further and further inside of her.

"Oh, Isaac! Isaac, don't stop!" She moaned, and finally Isaac's tongue could go no further, and he could feel her excitement boil over. She shuddered slightly, as her hot spill washed over him. He sucked down almost every last drop before exiting, noticing her soft gasps of pleasure. She looked more beautiful than ever to him, grasping her pillow with both hands. Finally, after a few seconds of ragged gasps, she found her voice.

"That was amazing…" Isaac nodded, licking his lips, before noticing where her eyes were going. She sat up, and Isaac allowed her to climb on top of him. Their eyes met, and they expressed their passion through them.

"I've never done this before, so…" Isaac cut her off.

"It's okay. I trust you." Jenna smiled, before completely removing his boxers to expose his pulsing member. It was nine inches long, and he was darn proud of it. Jenna began to stroke the head, sending waves of pleasure through Isaac's body. He gasped at the feeling, as she continued. Finally, she lowered her mouth to the tip, and ran her tongue over it. Isaac groaned slightly as the feeling increased, and struggled to hold still. Jenna began to suck lightly on the head, and with every second she sucked harder and harder upon it. Isaac began to groan louder, when the entire shaft disappeared within her mouth. She began the motion, up and down, up and down, and the waves of pleasure washed over him. It was all he could do not to thrust the entire erection further within her mouth. A growl escaped him, and he struggled to talk through the feeling.

"Errgh… Jenna, I'm going to… to…" Isaac nearly didn't make out the last word. As his groin clenched up and he felt the juices flowing, he finally grunted out the last word.

"Cum!" His seed shot out of his head, and Jenna began to suck down all of it. Finally, the feeling died down, and Jenna sat up and looked at him.

"That was good…" He said, able to talk normally. She nodded, smiling slightly. But the fun wasn't over yet.

"Want to do it the normal way?" She asked him. Isaac nodded, smiling. She grinned back at him and she lay on top of him. They just looked at each other for a few seconds, their passion reigniting. Finally, Jenna lowered her pussy to his erection, and the feeling began again. They both gasped as Isaac's cock penetrated through her opening, and Jenna began the motion. Up and down, the waves of pleasure flowed through them. They both moaned in pleasure, and Jenna winced in ecstatic pain as Isaac broke through her barrier. Her vaginal fluids washed over his erection as the motions increased, and he was building up to the climax. To add to the experience, he began massaging her erect nipples, making her moan in even greater pleasure. She moved faster, up and down, up and down, until finally Isaac's head began to pulsate. Their fluids met inside as they continued, his seed flowing through her passage. A few seconds later, it was over, and his erection began to fade away and slide out of her. She kissed him on the lips once again. One thing was for sure, this wasn't to be the last time they would have so much fun.

"We are so screwed when Felix finds out."