A/N: Yeah! Wrote this in one day without any interruptions. Also holy shit, its cold outside. Tried to run today to get back in shape... it was 14 degrees... I regretted it immensely. Well here's one more story, i will be working on my next one later today, might even post it tomorrow. Who knows...

Kicking my legs furiously, i thrash underneath the body of my assailant. One second i'm walking down the small dirt path in the woods, next i'm pinned down as clawed hands grabbed a hold of me. The back pack i was wearing acted like a buffer for a couple minutes until it was unceremoniously ripped off my body. I may be small but i refuse to just let myself be pinned, twisting and turning with all my might, finally throwing myself over on top of my attacker. I ball up my small fist, but before i can take a swing, a green scaled hand catches my wrist.

Amber eyes gaze up at me, the slit pupils locking onto my brown irises. Freezing, i stare down at her, trying to process what to do. Laying underneath me now was a young girl, around my age, probably eleven or so. Her long black hair flowed out behind her, serving almost as a back drop, bringing the focus to her face, her amber eyes one of the most captivating features. Along with the slit pupils, her pointed and slightly scaled ears stuck out as different, the small trail of scales that went down the very sides of her face trailing off down her neck. Feeling a tapping against my wrist, i look at it to see her tapping me with her claws, the smile she gave me almost tricking me with false promises of the mood. Her large wings splayed out behind her, the leathery membranes stretched out.

Standing up, i quickly stepped away as she let go of me, both of us dusting ourselves off. Living near each other was punishment enough for me, but now the fact she purposely seemed to follow me was starting to really get under my skin. "What do you want Julia?" too young to add any real venom to my comment, i instead puff up my chest a little, attempting to give her my best glare.

"I told you to wait for me John. We were supposed to walk home together but you weren't outside the school when i started looking for you. How did you even make it this far so quickly?" She cocked her head a little to the side, watching me with a slightly puzzled face.

'Well i'm not going to say how i ran for as long as i could to try to make it back before you could catch up...' I bitterly thought, having felt like i might have escaped her today. I always ended up being caught by her, whenever i tried to tell her i her i was busy, she would forcefully tag along. It didn't matter what i did, the only escape would be for me to hide in the boys locker room or bathroom, and that place only offered refuge for a little bit. I sigh, my frustration building. 'How do i get you to leave me alone..?'

Ignoring my pointed looks and silence, Julia stepped forward, grabbing my arm as she began to pull me along the path behind her. Her taloned hand held tightly enough to feel her sharp claws pressing against my skin, her iron grip showing her refusal for me walking alone. Ever since she moved in down the road, she has been forcing me to hangout with her, just so she can mess with me. At first everything was fun, we would hangout and play in the summer. Nothing was wrong. But then that all changed once we started going to school. For one, she started to go everywhere i did, following me throughout the day. Soon i was forced to start walking home with her, the norm soon being her dragging me along. She would glare at me throughout the day if i was hanging out with other people and seemed to single me out when ever she had the chance to. I grit my teeth a little as i began to try and wrangle my hand free from her.

Feeling the slight bump from her growing tail, i noticed she had turned to stare at me. "What are you doing?"

"I can walk just fine alone Julia!"

"Why don't you want to walk with me john? We live right next to each other.. You are my friend, so its only natural."

Growling a little, i manage to finally snatch back my hand, rubbing my wrist where she had been holding it. "I don't have to walk anywhere with you! I can do stuff on my own Julia, i don't need you always messing with me. You shouldn't just grab me randomly like you do and decide i am going to do whatever you want to, Just leave me alone" staring at her, i feel a little unnerved as those amber eyes stare back, unblinking as i try to argue for my independence. Shaking her head a little, Julia glanced away for a second before she looked right back at me, locking our gazes. "No, you're my friend. We are going to walk home now". Weird how she uttered Friend like someone would say 'Mine'.

Not even bothering to wait for a response, she reached over, snagging the strap to bag and curled her fingers around it, using it to pull me along. I began to grudgingly pace down the dirt path behind her, ignoring all the sounds of the woods to instead glare at her back. Not giving me any choice in the matter like normal, i was forced to follow along with her. Whatever she decided for us to do, was the normal thing to happen. Granted today wasn't as bad as some days, one time she had tried to torture me, yanking me up into the air for a few moments before my struggles had forced us to land. At least my shirt wouldn't get ripped today.

Day after day this seemed to happen. John always tried to find a way to get out of hanging out, but no matter what she seemed to lock on to me like a heat seeking missile. Growling to myself i began to formulate my plan for escaping her tomorrow.

A Decade later

I wipe my brow, the sweat almost dripping off on its own before i can clear it. Today's heat is almost oppressive, the bright sun glaring down on me. Going out for a jog in the morning i hadn't expected to become so side tracked and had meant to return before the mid day heat. Now i walked down the dirt path, out back in the woods, nearing my house as i imagined the nice cool shower awaiting me. I pause on my trek to my expected nirvana when i notice the little shed nestled near the tree line, was wide open. Poking my head into the slightly colder and shaded room, i looked around noticing the equipment had been rearranged. The lawn mower was gone and only a large pad left out that we stashed in here, often used for practice when i was in the schools wrestling club.

Noticing that everything seemed fine, i turned and closed the door, leaving just a tiny gap. My workout equipment was inside and i did need to come back later and move it around. Having gotten tired of always being scrawny, i began to workout once i hit the age of fourteen and for the last seven years have not stopped my regiment. Push ups, pull ups, sit ups, free weights, running, swimming. I always tossed new things in whenever possible to confuse my body and not become too ingrained in a set workout. Today after my two mile jog i decided i would take a break, every once in awhile sneaking in a rest day where i only ran.

Making it back to the street from the little dirt path, i walked towards the end of the cull de sac, glancing for a moment at the house on his left. The bright white paint shone proudly, unblemished on the house, matching the picket fence. The house of his childhood draconic bully. Continuing by he opened the door to his own house, stepping inside to be met by a wall of cold air. AC's running full blast, he slowly made his way up the creaking stairs, to the tiled bathroom.

Turning the knob to adjust to just barely warm, i start the shower, leaving on just the dim over head light, not even bothering with the fan. A little steam wouldn't hurt anyone. Shuffling around, i slowly manage to pull off my soaking shirt, soon tugging off my shorts to leave me in only my spandex. Deciding to worry about clean clothes after the shower, i quickly kick said spandex to the side, stepping into the stream of warming water. Enjoying the sensation of cool water pouring over my skin, i duck my head under the shower head, feeling the water stream down my scalp and onto my chest and back. It felt good to let my muscles relax a little. Having bulked up i looked more like a mid weight boxer than a wrestler. All that practice and constant working out would do that to anyone though.

Now standing around six foot, i towered over most the people in my family, add the fact i managed to add some muscle, now i tipped the scales at about one hundred and eighty seven pounds. Staring down at the drain, i watched the water swirl before becoming a miniature whirlpool. Closing my eyes i slowly nudged the handle up, turning the heat up slightly so it was just a little shy of scalding hot. Its always easier to cool down when you're warmer than the room is. Soothing some sore muscles, i enjoy the warmth for a moment before i shut the shower off, letting the last of the running water drip off. Toweling off, i pad over to the sink, the mirror fogged up. Wiping a little space with my towel, the foggy mirrored surface revealed my face in the haze. My face lost some of its roundness from my youth, gaining some more angular lines, my jawline standing proudly. My slightly gaunt cheeks, the warm brown eyes staring back at me, the mope of uncontrollable brown hair, all added some character to my once bland face. A few freckles littered my olive skin. 'Hmmm not any uglier than yesterday at least...' I laughed a little at my self depreciating humor before i go to work on toweling off.

A couple minutes later i trudge down the hall to my room, currently clad in only my towel wrapped around my waist and tied off with a knot. Walking into my room, i immediately turn towards m closet on the left, looking for some clothes, not hearing the door shut behind me. Suddenly i feel two arms wrap around my side as suddenly my wrists are being held by two very familiar scaled hands. Slightly larger, more slender hands that had grown up like the woman they were attached to, said woman pressing some of her more womanly assets into my back... "Julia... Do you mind?"

"No, go right on ahead, in fact.. Let me help John~" She somehow managed to purr that out, the slight rumbling felt from her chest pushing into my back, one of her black clawed hands releasing a wrist to start to dangerously wander down towards the towel. Quickly mimicking her, i grab her wandering hands wrist, managing to halt it from tugging on the towel. 'Oh, what have i done..' I realized a moment too late, that i had fucked up.

How did i know i fucked up? Well the list goes on for a while if i were to state all the reasons Julia could come up with but here's the short abridged list.

Julia is a Dragon

Julia is Extremely Strong

Julia is Very Dominant...

To blatantly challenge a dragon with her mind set on something is a bad idea... Well unless said dragon likes you. Than its a really bad idea...

This isn't the first time i have ever found myself flipping through the air suddenly. Just most of the times its been guys from the wrestling team who had outweighed me by about sixty pounds. Not the Dragon girl who was almost half a foot shorter than me. But then again sadly this wasn't the first time it has happened because of her.. Looking over at the door, i sigh a little noting i would have to reset my counter, the little sign on my door reading "Days without incidents" with a small dry eraser section of it, wow... i made it almost twenty two days since the last time..

Thankfully my bed was well padded, for when i came crashing down on it all i heard was a slight creaking of the frame. Gaining my bearings, i was looking up at the ceiling for a moment before suddenly my assailant came into view. Julia gazed down at me, that damn smirk that always seemed plastered to her face showing, her amber eyes locking gazes with me. Sauntering over, she straddled me, my towel somehow still in place, saving what dignity i had left. I could feel her tail slide in between my legs, the scaled appendage warm to the touch, softer than someone would expect something tough enough to stop a nine millimeter bullet without any trouble.

Soon i found both of my hands grabbed and pinned underneath her thighs to my sides, the warm flesh there warming my fingers. Fighting the urge to struggle i lay there, knowing that Julia would get enjoyment of me trying to escape. I know that while i may be strong, she could over power me easily even on her worst day. So instead i just gaze up, taking her in.

Its been years since middle school with her following me home. Dragged me home... Whatever. You get the point. But now it was a lot harder to look at her without noticing she had grown up quite a bit... Her hips flared invitingly, the boy shorts she decided to wear showing off her creamy white thighs, the green scales that trailed down her sides in a few spots brightening and fading into a bright golden yellow around the edges where her scale ended. Trailing up from her hips, her barely contained bust that was rising and falling inside that sports bra she was wearing, the sporadic scales dappling some of her chest near the sides almost hidden by the tight cloth. Glancing up past her bust, i was able to see some of her neck, the soft white skin looking so inviting, a slight sheen from sweating in the heat. Her face had grown like mine, her soft nose staying petite, her lips growing to become a little more full, her amber eyes just as piercing as always. Her dark hair flowed down over her shoulders, circling her lovely face as she leaned down, creeping closer and closer.

"Don't you remember i said you were supposed to come wake me up this morning so we could workout?" Julia slowly trailed a hand down my chest, tracing the curves of my pecs and faint ab lines. "Instead i wake up to find you went out for a run and disobeyed me... What to do?" We are so close together now i can feel her breath waft over my face, the only thing i could smell was her. She smelled a little sweaty, not a bad thing actually. The light sweet fragrant laced with little sweat was actually making me fidget a little. Trying my best to glare up at her, I think of my best plan of attack. Can't escape now even if i tried, probably couldn't plead with her. Hmmm well i guess that leaves one option. Leaning up quickly, i manage to shut her up for a second with a chaste kiss, managing to capture her lips for a moment. Relaxing backwards, i lower myself down as i gaze up at her, her eyes clouding slightly as she leans down to follow my lips. Just before she captures them i swear i heard her whisper "I'm sure we can work out some sort of punishment."

I don't remember when i passed out. I just remember moments from that point on. Her soft lips pressing against mine, the sweet taste of her tongue as it wrestled with mine for dominance. The feeling of her nipping at my neck, her hot breath trailing down to my collar, leaving a trail of kisses and marks. At some point her clothes came off, her bra hanging off my door knob, the sight being logged in brain to remember later as she presses me down, our hips grinding against each other. The sudden bloom of wet heat spreading around me, the throbbing sensation as i sank into her. Everything came and went, the overwhelming sensations too much to focus on as a whole, so i clung to living each and every moment as they came instead of focusing on the whole thing. From holding onto her hips as i thrust into her from behind her, to looking up at her as she swayed above me, her powerful legs lifting her up so she could come crashing back down on top of me, every moment was intense and felt like it would last forever even if it was just minutes. All i know is at some point we came down from our orgasmic highs, our touches still sending shivers of pleasure down each others spines, our tangle of limbs some how being comfortable enough for us to pass out. All i know is in my arms, is my domineering, arrogant, sometimes almost nice, beautiful, warm and caring, soft and loving girlfriend of four years...

A Decade Later

Julia cracked her eyes open, the dark room only lit by the faint moonlight barely streaming in through the blinds. Curled up against her, she could feel Johns breath on the back of her neck as he slumbered away peacefully, arms wrapped around her. Listening to his calm, peaceful breaths she thought back on their time together. Back when she was a kid who had just moved here and found out that her next door neighbors had a son. The boy whom she followed around and play with all summer. The first friend she had been able to really make. She didn't know what exactly she was feeling, but a need to keep him away from everyone came over her, soon becoming very territorial about John when it came to other people. Back then, they had begun to fight constantly, the mix of youth and inexperience leading to him thinking she was trying to bully him and her not knowing how to express herself. Slowly though that changed.

Soon enough the hormone changes hit them both, their bodies began to change and they both really began to notice each other. She couldn't believe when he actually asked her out on a date, back when they were freshman in high school. Soon enough, one date had turned into twenty, the two of them spending most of their time together. Fast forward all these years and he was still by her side. They both had well enough paying jobs and lived comfortably. He ended up proposing to her, going on and on about "That even though she was a haughty, stuck up dragon, he loved me with all of his heart and would do his best to make me an enjoyable person..."

Only slightly bruised after that proposal, he slid the ring specially made for her on, happily engaged. They moved on through life together, always there for each other. He complimented her, making it easier for people to deal with her, while she pushed a little bit of her drive into him, making him strive to succeed. The longest running joke between him and her was the fact she didn't have a hoard. She always told him how it was because she was always paying for things so he couldn't mess it up. Otherwise he would just toss it into something stupid as she would say. However, while she would never tell him while he was awake, she could freely muse with him passed out in her arms. Snuggling against him, she paused for a second as he yawned before nestling his head back into the crook of her neck before continuing to breath softly. Running her fingers through his messy hair, she murmured as she began to drift off to sleep, "The only treasure i have ever cherished and guarded is you. To believe you could give me yet another thing to add to my collection... I love you john.." her hands drifting down to rest gently on her growing belly.