Well, No more warnings about graphic detail, sorry but there will probably be a lot of it. Just sit back and enjoy it, okay? Also, should I use the current president, or make a perdiction on the next presidency (Obama, Hilary, Juliani)? Let me know.

Chapter 11: So Licked

Saphira felt her wings giving out on her as the two came to the final stretch of their journey. The helicopters were flying behind them and the pilots had already informed the dragons that there would be no other stop.

Saphira? Eragon asked. She strained her body with every flap of her wings.

What? She strenuously asked. He gave her a sympathetic look and slowed his speed.

Is it possible for me to carry you?

What? Saphira growled. Are you calling me weak, Eragon?

Now we both know that is not true, Eragon said with a soft laugh. Look, I can see that you are sore, so I want to give you a little time to catch your second wind. Is there any way? She cocked her head and let out a painful moan as the seering pain from her wings smashed through her again.

But you have flown the same amount as I have, she protested. It is not fair to inflict more pain on you. Besides, you should be as tired as I am.

I am. He turned to face her. Saphira, for you, I can endure anything. Now please, let me help. She sighed and suddenly flapped her right wing to roll her upside-down.

Fine, she said nervously. The only way I can think of is by grasping each other like we did in the courting dive. Eragon positioned himself over her and reached his arms out for her to take them. Instead of her holding on to him, he had dug his claws firmly into her arms, but not tightly enough to hurt her. From there, he lowered his hind legs over her frontal section and clasped them together to hold her even tighter. Saphira, who was enjoying the feeling of being so close to him, let out a pleasing moan and let her wings droop below her.

Wow, Saphira murmured. I see that you have become quite gentle. He sighed and nodded as Saphira hung limply from his large talons.

Better? Eragon asked with concern in his voice. She craned her neck up and licked the bottom of his chin.

Much. Her tail began twitching as he held her in his large arms and her eyes had a more distinctive shimmer to them, which caused romantic thoughts to enter into Eragon's mind. Eragon?

Yes?

Um…you are…poking me. He looked down to see that his thoughts had gone too far and created another erection. To his dismay, it was scratching against her right hind leg. Embarrased, Eragon turned away from her, even though he was still holding on to her hide. He tried to take all of the thoughts he had and reverse them to climb back to his senses, but he failed miserably. Her scent alone was enticing and Eragon's mind fought desperately to finish what he had started.

I am so sorry, he muttered, shaking his head as he loosened his grasp so she was not leaning against it. She suddenly balked upwards to place it right between her legs. Wha…what are you…doing?

I like it. It can keep me warm. She looked up at him and showed her teeth while she allowed him to brush up against her scaly skin as he flew. You said yourself that you wanted me to be comfortable. Now I am. His breathing became heavy as he realized how close he was to her most sacred body part. Still, she did have a point, and it was not as if they were mating at that very moment, even though it sure felt like it. She looked up into his eyes and sighed as she saw fear and worry deep in them. Eragon, you do not like this, do you? He shook his head.

It is just getting more tempting, Saphira, he pointed out. Now, I am only inches from taking your innocence away and, with you in heat, all it takes is one large thrust from you and my vow would be broken.

Don't be silly, Eragon, Saphira said with a chuckle. I may be in heat, but it still takes a few days before I become that crazy. Still, I would never do something like that unless you were also willing. Hopefully that will come soon. He sighed with relief as Saphira backed away from the object that she wanted so badly. Just asking, have you smelled me yet?

Huh? She looked up at him and craned her neck into an S shape, as if admiring his facial features.

My scent, Eragon, she explained. Have you noticed it yet?

A little, he sighed. It is like cinnamon and something else that I cannot explain. She rolled her eyes.

I take it that I must smell good, she muttered. Well, that is very comforting. You know, I can smell your scent too, but it is not cinnamon.

It is not?

No, she laughed out. How long has it been since you bathed, Eragon? He looked down at her with a hurtful expression, but quickly dropped it after she licked him again. I was fooling.

Saphira?

Yes?

Why do you lick me? Eragon asked. She lowered her head in embarrassment, but Eragon quickly lifted her chin up with his own. Hey, come now, Saphira. If I cannot be shamed for…well…my urges, then why should you be over a fact so small as an occasional lick? She looked up at him and snorted.

You are right, she said softly. Why should I be ashamed?

Well, I am waiting for the answer.

Eragon, licking is just like kissing in the human form. I know that I do not love you like you do me, but for some reason, these licks just seem to fit into place. He sighed and turned back to face the choppers. Do you want me to stop?

No, he chuckled. It never completely bothered me, Saphira. I was just curious.

I know. She flapped her wings once and was glad to see that they did not hurt her as much. Eragon, I am starting to feel something…for you.

Hmm? He looked down at her and she showed her teeth. What is it?

My heart burns but it is not as powerful as your heart when it burns for me. Eragon smiled widely. It feels great, Eragon, and I only want it to grow more…intense. She sighed and flapped her wings again to gain her strength. I think I am starting to love you, Rider, even though it feels strange to know that my own rider is soon going to be the one to take my innocence away.

Do not think so harshly, my dear, Eragon stated. I am no longer your rider, Saphira, even though the mark on my hand says otherwise. From this point on, I am your mate, and nothing less. Her eyes brightened up as a chill shook throughout her body.

Oh Eragon, she cooed. I cannot wait to feel this in full effect. She lifted her snout up to lick him again. I think I can fly on my own again. Do you wish for a chance to rest?

No, he said plainly. I want to hurry and get there. She sighed and shook her head.

Eragon, please? I have just rested my wings for thirty complete minutes. If you do not rest, surly those wings of yours will fall off. He chuckled and turned to face her.

Well if you put it that way, he muttered. Fine, I'll take a little bit to rest, but only a few moments. Any longer and we may have a worse encounter than when I gave you your rest.

Worse or better? Saphira asked huskily. Eragon, you know what I want, and you also know that nothing can get worse when it comes to that moment. He sighed again and rolled over for Saphira to latch on to him. Now relax, my precious mate. I have you in my arms now, and you can wager that I will not let go.

Wha…what are you…doing?

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Jackie watched as the two dragons locked arms in front of the chopper and couldn't help but smile.

I doubt that is how dragons play…

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Saphira, Eragon muttered as she gently stroked his soft underbelly with her right hind claws. You're doing it again.

And? Eragon's eyes narrowed as he felt the flap on his groin open up.

No! he yelped. Saphira, you're instincts are bringing me into it too!

Who says it is my instinct? We love each other now, do we not? Eragon growled, but did not try to break free from her grasp. Eragon, I want you…now.

NO! Eragon protested. Saphira, remember our vows! We are so close and you are about to throw it all away because of your single urge to mate with me. Control yourself.

What if I do not want to? She asked. Eragon, please?

I…I can't. If I give in now, I would feel like I let you down. Saphira lowered her head and let out a tearful bellow.

Eragon, he heard her sob, I am sorry. He felt her tremble as if she were expecting to be struck down at the very moment, but Eragon could not seem to be angry at her. I am so confused. He leaned his head up to lick her under her chin like when she did it to him.

Look, he said calmly. Soon, we will make love together, but I still want you to feel exactly like I do for you. At the rate that we are going, I would expect you to be head-over-heels for me in a matter of weeks…maximum. Please, if you cannot hold on, then tell me to forget my vow to you, but if you wish to receive the greatest amount of pleasure, wait with me…wait for me. She turned away and looked towards the sunrise.

Eragon, she murmured. Of course I will. I apologize, my dear little one. I thought that we could…?

I understand, Eragon said forgivingly. Saphira, like you, I hold no grudge against nature.

"We hit U.S soil in five minutes," James suddenly came into their heads, ruining the mood that was just set. "Just to let you know, America is pretty populated. Just keep beside us."

It can't be that bad…?

Eragon, look! The horizon could be seen and every square inch of the terrain looked to be lit with yellow and white torches. Nothing else could be made out except for the millions of bright lights that lined the earth.

"I'd hate paying my electric bill if all those lights were from my house," James joked.

Electricity? Saphira asked. What is that?

"Well, those lights down there were created by it."

Electricity, Eragon muttered. Wow. Things only seemed to get better as they pressed through into the mainland. Buildings seemed to jump out at them and stretch up into the sky. To top it off, most of the buildings had multiple towers that reached up and each tower looked like a perfect place to perch on top of.

This country is amazing, Saphira murmured in adoration. Eragon, we will have so much to learn here.

Yes, Eragon sighed. Saphira?

Yes?

I am sorry for stopping you from…you know. He heard her laugh inside his mind.

It is quite alright, Eragon, she replied. I just have to try harder to get your attention into it. Before Eragon could counter her comment, she turned away to stifle another chuckle. Do not worry, I will pester you about it no more. Well, on the good side, that was the closest I have ever been to losing my innocence, Eragon. I mean I actually felt you…there.

I know, he muttered. Believe me, I felt you too.

I know, she giggled. Was it not amazing, though, to know that we could have ended our title of virgins? He could not help but smile. Ah, my precious virgin.

Oh, Eragon said with a sly chuckle. I only can call you that.

I disagree. The sun rose completely and the flight path that they were taking was completely askew with buildings, houses, roads, and strange horseless carriages. I can call you whatever I want to, whenever I feel like it.

Wow, Eragon chuckled. In the span of a week I went from being a dragon rider to being a married man.

We are not married…yet. Eragon gulped slightly.

Well, it was a figure of speech.

How so? Uh oh, Eragon knew he was in for it so he frantically searched for a way out. Nothing. I am waiting, Eragon.

The wife is the one who rules the husband, Eragon blurted out. At least in some cases. Since it takes the woman's say so before a man can have sex with her, he does what he must to please her otherwise. If not, it would be a long night. What you just said reminded me of…gulp…a woman like that. Saphira suddenly erupted into laughter, which caused Eragon to create a quizzical expression on his scaled face. What is so funny?

You! She giggled. I never thought you would have compared me to one of those controlling housewives, but you did. I must say, I am proud of you for standing up to me.

Uh…thank you? Eragon said in the form of a question. She cocked her head and showed her teeth.

Do not worry Eragon. While we are together, you can be the one to command me…that is if you would like to. Images of Saphira in human form flashed in front of his mind's eye, but it was not his own thoughts…they were all Saphira's. Have I gotten your attention yet? He looked down to see that his erection had come back.

Yes you have. He muttered a swear as the fresh air rushed against his vulnerable flesh and Saphira remained at his side, chuckling like a schoolgirl the entire time he tried to subdue his bodily functions. Suddenly, a large white tower came into view just eastward of them.

"Welcome to Washington D.C." James told them. "There is the Washington Memorial to our starboard side and the Potomac River is just behind that."

Wow, Eragon and Saphira both whispered to each other. Saphira turned to face him.

This is marvelous! She exclaimed. Eragon, I love this country! No wars are being faught down there and no soldiers are seen crowding the streets either. Eragon, I believe that we are home.

Not yet, Eragon sighed. This has to be a big country, Saphira. Let us investigate it a little more before we claim territory.

A wise idea, especially when our family comes along.

When? Eragon shook his head. You know, Father Eragon does have a great sound, doesn't it.

Try Father, Saphira cooed pleasantly into his mind. Soon, mate. He shuttered as she emphasized the "soon" in her sentence. I cannot wait for you to mate me, Eragon, but I shall consider this like a gift that I must behave before getting. That way, it may come at me faster than I suspect. Eragon chuckled at her use of words. I may not feel like you do, but I do love you, Eragon. Soon, I may actually love you more than you do me.

Impossible. She giggled again and turned to watch the helicopters drop to a lower altitude.

"Do you guys see that white building in front of us with the gate around it?"

Yes.

"We are landing there." Eragon and Saphira both felt their stomachs tie into knots as they approached the odd building. It was large and pure white, with a water fountain perfectly centered on its front lawn. A red and white stripped flag was hung from the top of this building, but on the left hand corner was a field of blue with at least fifty white stars placed perfectly in a row inside of it.

Be on your best behavior, Eragon, Saphira told him wisely. I do not want to get on this king's bad side before even meeting him.

PEACE!