Ch. 12 Test of Origin
"Your objective is to scorch this boulder, Axy."
After careful inspection to make sure there aren't any other marks for this trial to be free of falsehood, the Dragowizard spoke, "So I just have to make it clear that I've seared this rock, then?" The couple had decided to train in a spot not far from where they slept the previous night.
Massaging the point of his forehead right where his hair begins brushing back a few strands in the process, Drum replied, "Well, any black spot will do, but I guess I shouldn't be too expectant." Axia was taken aback by his mate's confidence. "Or really much expectant." The blue scalie started to grow disheartened, his stance becoming closed in, and his gaze pointing towards the ground. His loud-mouthed lover took notice, then his face grew red (if that was even noticeable) realizing how discouraging he sounded. "But you should still give it a shot, Axia!" the topless Armordragon quickly spurted, "I'm sure your innate talents are functional."
First a sigh, then a request. "Then can you please put your arm down? You're unintentionally flexing, and it's distracting." The two dragons exchanged glances with Axia's accompanied with a wink which only caused Drum to blush further, as well as lower his arm which led to him crossing both of his in the typical Armordragon fashion. Axia couldn't help but giggle. "I'm nude from the waist up only to avoid burning my gown and cap." The hourglass shape of Axia's figure was clear as day. One could definitely see the wide hips this dragon was equipped with. "Though I'm still not totally used to exposure on a casual level," he added as his cheeks turned rosy for a moment.
Looking at this as another opportunity to make up for the foolish words that left his mouth, Drum remarked, "You look gorgeous though, Axia. You shouldn't be ashamed to show off your body." That last comment caused Axia to face his beefy boyfriend. "I don't care if you don't appear as tough as the Armordragons," he continued, "Intimidation isn't a service I'm going to allow while you're present on our land. It's only when someone starts making moves on you just because they can see your bare scales is when I'll have to say otherwise." Drum's speech enchanted the wizard. It was awfully thoughtful of Drum to set those requirements for himself in order to maximize the enjoyment of Axia's visit.
There was a long wait for a response. Before one could appear, the blue dragon's maw gave him a grinning face. "You're right Drum." Puzzled by that comment, Drum's jaw lowered as he was rewinding his brain through what in his last few statements could his lover be referring to. Thankfully, Axia was going to do that anyway. "I shouldn't have to feel like I'm less than any of the other dragons of this world. A dragon is a dragon inside and out, and I will do all that it takes to prove I can be a worthy partner of yours." To Drum, it really was stunning to see Axia sound devoted towards him for a change. It was a foreign feeling to him. He held himself from bursting with emotion and instead minimized and channeled that rush into shedding a tear.
An exchange of nods were given with fiery gazes. Then, Axia faced the frigid, slate boulder with arms to the side and feet planted. It was clever of Drum to pick cold stone. One that has been lying in the sun would have been quite heated, and applying more heat to it would have made it easy to blacken the surface. This particular boulder was picked out from a nearby cave, so Axia will have to put some more effort into his fire breathing in order to make the most out of this test.
The blue reptile inhaled, then exhaled. He inhaled and exhaled again for good measure. Axia crossed his arms and inhaled again, but this time from his pyro gland. A shot was set and ready to burst. Without holding back, he swung both arms back and released what he had kept waiting inside of him; the result, however, turned out to be no more frightening than a fully lit stove. "Huh?" the Dragowizard thought to himself. He caused the spot on the boulder he hit to heat up, but there was no charring. This was nothing compared to a healthy dragon's flame. After analyzing his attempt, he readied for another. That breath wasn't any mightier, though.
Shot after shot was launched, but the rock wasn't showing any sign of blackness. At that point, the wizard was becoming exhausted, sweating profusely that strands of his hair were drooping out of place. He was panting heavily as if he had just finished being drilled by the hunky dragon standing near him. Before he could give it another try, Drum prevented him from doing so with a palm to the shoulder. "Axia, I think you should take a break," he suggested with consideration of Axia's stamina, "it's a good enough sign that you can breathe fire at all."
Catching his breath, Axia spoke up, "No thanks, Drumkins. I've gotta see this through as quick as possible."
Drum can see that his mate isn't easily going to accept his suggestion. "Please! You don't have to rush this, Axy!"
"But I want to show you I'm capable!" the self-conscious dragon exclaimed, somewhat disturbing the silence on the mountainside.
The thick, red dragon was puzzled again by this wizard. He had to inquire, "Capable of what?"
"That I'm strong enough to protect you!"
The red dragon was left stunned, though, he was appreciative of the gesture. His grip hadn't left Axia's body yet, so he took this moment to give some more, hopefully convincing input. "Axia. That's super sweet of you to do that for me, but you won't be able to do so if you don't pace yourself before you can master fire breathing."
Feeling defeated, the Dragowizard fell to his knees and left the grasp of his caring lover's hand. That didn't stop said lover to drop to his own knees and level with the exhausted scalie. The Armordragon's touch returned, but this time it was in the form of a hug around the shoulder. Drum began rubbing Axia's arm in the process driving his persuasion home. "Al- alright, Drum," he panted, "You're right, hah- I should- hah- rest for a spell." He couldn't help but chuckle at his own pun.
Even Drum fell victim to the mini moment of comedy. "Tsk, you dork. It's one of the reasons I love you." He slid his tongue against the side of Axia's face finding him briefly irresistible. "Come on. The mouth of the cave is a much better spot to catch your breath." He switched his hand's mission from rubbing to lifting the worn out scalie to his feet. The two hobbled over to the cave's entrance until they were in acceptable range where they can have plenty of rest without worrying about a shift in the umbra of the stone roof.
They turned their backs to the wall and gently sat down still holding onto one another. The interior of this cave was an icy blue matching the boulder. "There you go," spoke Drum. At that point the Armordragon took his arm off and scooted away to give Axia some breathing room.
"Thank you, Darling." His breathing started to sound calmer. Axia let his neck release his head back against the cool surface of the rocky wall. His legs were splayed out, and hands were nested in his lap. He was still rather drenched in sweat. When the red scalie took notice, he leaned in and started blowing against his mate's vulnerable neck. Low purrs were now being vocalized as a reaction to the congenial feeling. Drum paused momentarily to inquire, "Does that feel amazing?"
Not moving an inch, Axia remarked, "It feels lovely. Keep going, Baby." The red dragon did as he was told continuing to cool his partner. His neck was hogging all of Drum's attention, so he decided to rectify that by traveling downwards to the pectoral region, tracing over the scales as if the air he blew was a running hose watering down a row of vegetation, and at the end of this garden awaited a particular vegetable rising from the ground like it was asking to be noticed. Drum took the time to "water" this "vegetable" because it was a favorable one of his. In response, Axia's maw opened so that he may exert an audible moan of satisfaction. That also allowed his tongue to loll out, as well as his purring to become a direct sound rather than being muffled by the closed walls of his jaw. The "vegetable" had a twin planted on the same longitudinal axis, and the red scalie knew he had to give that one an equal amount of attention.
The Armordragon was becoming a tad peckish. He wanted to taste this petite treat, so that's exactly what he acted upon. First, nibbling was initiated, only making contact with the tip. This only raised the decibels and hertz in the Dragowizard's vocal sounds. Hungering for more, the red dragon rested his snout onto the porcelain white torso to fully devour the nipple. Although it felt exceptional, Axia noticed that his breathing was becoming heavy again, and his temperature was climbing. Once tugging was involved that was when the Dragowizard had to freeze his partner. "Alright, Drum! That's enough."
Alarmed by the refusal of this stimulation, Drum removed his maw from Axia's chest. "Whoops, guess I got carried away there. Sorry, Darling." He positioned himself to how he was previous to the unforeseen foreplay and gave Axia his space back.
To take their minds off of tiring thoughts, Drum had a query for his magical companion, but he waited until his breathing was lighter so that they could have a smoothly flowing conversation. "So, when was the last time you breathed fire?"
Axia sat there focusing, recollecting any moment in his childhood when he had released flame from himself. "I honestly can't remember. It's possible I never have until today," he explained. "Ever since I was a pup, when I began school in Magic World, the only way I knew how to summon fire was by casting it." That was quite depressing for the Armordragon to hear. Perhaps it wasn't so bad, since the Dragowizard was still alive and managing (possibly even the best he's ever been now that he had a mate in his life). "Of course I was able to create greater and lesser fires, so I could accommodate when I needed to." The blue dragon brought his feet towards himself and crossed them feeling much less fatigued. Before he continued, he let out a sigh. "I've always contemplated about myself whenever I'd see a properly raised dragon - usually in combat - do that and why I didn't. I never dared to try before now, though, because my headmaster forbade the use of any natural attacks."
"Excuse me, what?" Drum cut in. "Why?"
"He never announced his reasons for his rules, but if we disobeyed, he would have banished us from the campus."
"Who in their right mind would make such a nonsensical regulation?"
"He was to be referred to as Headmaster Dragowizard, Mentiros." That answer caused a circuit to spark in Drum's head.
"Mentiros." The Armordragon spoke the name with perplexity. "Why does that name sound familiar?" Axia glanced at his partner with his own amount of bafflement, wondering how he could possibly know that name. "That right!" Drum exclaimed, "It was when I trained in Magic World. I never saw the guy, but he was mentioned by the students of the instructor that taught me. He must be a terrible person to have kept his students from achieving their full potential." Those words were uncomfortable and true for the magic user. Because of his choice to continue educating himself an the arts, he never discovered his inherent abilities. If he had wings, he most likely would not have known how to use them. His spell for levitation would have been that substitute. The thoughts were becoming too forlorn that Axia turned his gloomy stare towards the chilly floor. "But you know what, Darling?" Axia's eyes gazed back to Drum's snug eyes. "Despite all that, you turned out, alright. After today's performance, I can tell that hope still lives for you yet."
Encouragement washed away any sorrow that the Dragowizard was feeling there and then. He completely turned himself towards his lover and wrapped his arms around him. Naturally, the Armordragon returned the gesture. "Thank you, Drum. Hearing those words from you means an extraordinary amount to me." A tear escaped the socket of Axia's eyeball, and he squeezed tighter "I just want to protect you like you do me. I don't know what I'd do without you."
Grabbing the side of his mate's head, the red dragon locked lips with the blue one's. Each tongue was curling around the other as if they were locking arms. Drum released their maws from each other with strings of saliva breaking the further he distanced himself. "You know what I think, Axia?" The wizard tilted his to the side in wonder. "I think you deserve a reward for your hard work and devotion you displayed today." He sneakily stretched the waist of Axia's slacks and pulled them far enough so that the member and its pair of orbs located there were revealed.
"Oh my, you really are starving for my seed aren't you?" Axia giggled. The hungry dragon dove right in Axia's crotch as his answer. One palm groped the shaft while the other began massaging the sack beneath. Drum's mouth did not hesitate inserting the tip into itself suckling onto it. The panting had returned, but the blue scalie didn't mind it that time. In no time at all, he was fully erect which was all the better for Drum since now he was able to stuff himself with more reptile penis. He could taste a hint of sweat on the piece of meat making this treat exciting. Moans returned as well which brought the Armordragon all the more enjoyment. His tongue extended out from between his lower lip and the head of the member to slide against the bottom of the sweaty shaft. Every time Drum's head would bob down, the end of his tongue would lightly punch the spot between Axia's shaft and sack.
On the brink of climax, Axia warned his partner, "Get ready, Drumkins!" A couple more bobs up and down were given before the red dragon's maw paused to swallow the payload being tossed his way. It was salty like the sweat, but sweet like the scalie it came from, and Drum enjoyed every last drop of it. He made sure not to spill any by catching the cum that would trickle out of his mouth with that useful tongue of his.
The Armordragon let the soaked rod fall out of his mouth as soon as he was sure he had taken every shot it felt was necessary as payment for that service. "I hope you're as satisfied as I am," he commented as he licked the perimeter of his maw.
Before Axia answered that question, he took it upon himself to drag his tongue along his lover's muzzle in his stead. "Quite," was all he had to say.
"Well I'm glad to hear that." The red scalie stood up and offered a hand to his mate. "There's a lake on top of this mountain we can use to wash off in." Axia took the offer as he stood out of his slacks since he knew he was about to become entirely wet. Before they departed for the lake, however, the pair tossed the rest of their equipment along with the pile of what was already removed prior to Axia's training.
As the two reached the top they stood and observed the area. What the native dragon said was true. There in the midst of the mountaintop was a dazzling lake with shimmering water. The cool breeze felt pleasant against their nude bodies. Drum gave a slap to the wizard's rump and asked him, "Nice view, eh?" Axia didn't even mind the ass smack. He just continued to gaze in awe at this beautiful spot. The fact that there was a lake there must be why the cave underneath it was so chilly. "I used to come here for swims.
"By yourself?" the Dragowizard inquired.
"I mean, sometimes there were others there, but I never really had someone to swim with."
Analyzing how wide the body of water is, the blue dragon could imagine how much fun this could be with another. "Well, you no longer need to worry ab-"
"Axia, watch out!" Drum shouted as he interrupted his companion. A dart was aimed for the Dragowizard, but the Armordragon shoved him out of its trajectory and took the hit right between the shoulder blade and the spine. Then, he lost consciousness and tumbled down the side of the mountain into a dense forest.
"Drum!" Axia was about to follow after him, but halted as he picked up the sound of another dart piercing through the sky. He snatched right out of the air and examined the weapon. "Huh? This isn't a tranquilizer. There isn't even anything lathered on it to do a similar job." The wizard had a thought, but it wasn't certain; one thing that was certain, though, his partner was in trouble. He didn't bother retreating to grab his equipment and just lunged down the side. "I'm coming!" he yelled picking up speed as he carefully made each jump further down precise so that he wouldn't injure himself. He noticed on the way that no other pseudo tranquilizers had been firing at him. "Was this attack organized?" he pondered.
At last, he reached the grounds of the forest, but not a single Drum was left to be found. "Whoever did this must have been in a hurry," the blue dragon though. Since the attacker or attackers were in a hurry, so did Axia feel he should be. This was going to be quite a test of innate abilities and wilderness skills for the dragon who's only ever gone through life with spells and sorcery. Had he brought his tomes with him, this would have been possibly easier, but time wasn't a luxury he possessed at the moment. "Please be safe," he wished to the deities as he commenced his hasty search in this obscure woodland.
