The rustle of the leaves swinging in the caressing force of the wind slowly intensified as powerful gusts met the natural barrier formed by the forest. A light, almost inaudible rumbling growl escaped Sinedar's throat as his vision casually drifted towards the canopy of the trees.
The gloomy clouds that had gathered on the sky since noon announced an upcoming storm, and the wind picked up speed with the coming of the evening. The sun had already left the sky and night was slowly settling in. Different plants and trees swayed into the harsh wind, the current of air bending everything to its will, except for the two unfaltering dragons that braved the ruthless wind like it was nothing more than a gentle breeze.
It's getting more dangerous the longer we stay out here, exposed to the mercy of the elements, Serkath said, concern embedded in his voice.
The voice of his father worried Sinedar even more. The creaking of the dry branches which were too frail to stand against the wind and the loud, reverberating thuds which followed after every flash of light instilled fright and uncertainty into the heart of the young dragon.
Serkath increased his pace slightly, forcing Sinedar to keep up with him. Both of them have been moving for hours with little stop in between, and the fatigue's effects have started to affect Sinedar. Out of a sudden, a bolt of blue light splintered the cloudy sky, closely followed by the powerful sound which always accompanied the flash of light. Sinedar shuddered, stopping dead in his tracks. The powerful boom that echoed through the atmosphere, threatening to collapse the sky itself terrified him more than the proto dragons themselves. Lowering his body on the soft ground, Sinedar growled with fright, summoning the attention of his father who was not far ahead.
Growling in response, Serkath moved towards his son with alacrity, nothing will happen to you as long as we remain on the ground, Sinedar.
The encouraging voice of his father and the soothing feeling of his large snout softly caressing the scales on his neck alleviated a part of Sinedar's fears. Retracting his snout, Serkath continued, let us put the fear aside and move, for our cave is not far away.
The words of his father heartened the frightened dragon who looked at his father with his golden eyes that sparkled like bright gemstones. In that moment, he knew that no matter what will happen, his father will remain by his side and guide him. Without lingering in the same place for much longer, the two of them started to move with an even faster pace, hoping to reach the cave before the storm would get worse.
After the dragons made their way through the ferns, trees and different sized branches that always poked their large bodies, a familiar clearing made Sinedar's heart jolt in happiness. In the distance, the rocky surface of a mountain could be seen, towering above the lush forest that surrounded the clearing. This meant only one thing: they were home. Without a further notice, the golden dragon unfurled his wings and with all the force he could muster, he left the ground using his powerful legs and flapped his wings desperately to gain altitude and speed, ignoring his wounds that sent sharp waves of pain through his body. Serkath roared loudly and took off as well, following his son shortly. Luckily, the wind's speed decreased for a brief moment, allowing both of the dragons to fly to their cave without incidents.
Sinedar was the first one to land on the rocky wet surface of the cave, followed closely by his father. Happy that he had finally reached his home, the golden dragon moved further into the warmer parts of the cave where his mother and sister were probably resting. Another lightning colored the sky, and for a brief moment, a golden sparkle was could be discerned among the permeating darkness.
As soon as he landed on the natural balcony formed by the cave, Serkath moved towards Sinedar and nudged him with his snout.
That was a reckless thing to do. Have you paid any attention to the force of the wind? You were fortunate that the currents have not dragged you towards the cliffs.
Sinedar paid little attention to what his father said as his focus lay elsewhere elsewhere, namely the being that was approaching them with soft steps.
Shortly after, multiple specks of gold began to shine in the darkness, interrupting Serkath from further lecturing his son due to his lack of fundamental knowledge. Soon, a beautiful golden dragoness emerged, her hide casting the most beautiful and pure specks of gold. There wasn't time to marvel at her beauty as she moved quicker than one would anticipate and rammed into the sapphire dragon, causing him to yelp in surprise before he shortly fell on his side, meeting the moist stone floor. With a vicious roar, the female dragon pinned him to the ground using her paws and moved her head closer to meet his sapphire eyes.
You left me alone for more than we bargained for, my mate, she said, emphasizing the last words as she moved her snout closer towards Serkath's exposed neck. It is not too late to make amends, however, and I am more than pleased to have you by my side again, she added lovingly before she proceeded to brush her snout against Serkath's neck.
There was little Serkath could do as he was lying on his side, his left foreleg and hind leg being pinned down by the female's. However, he had no intention to break free as the golden female brought her snout closer to his neck and began to nuzzle it affectionately.
Deeply enjoying the warm contact, Serkath expressed his feelings through a long, silent growl.
The dragoness pulled her snout briefly as she lowered her body onto the ground. His mate's body, which was covered by a sparkling hide of golden scales, radiated a pleasant warmness that contrasted with the cold atmosphere which was brimming outside the cave.
Serkath's field of vision was partially obscured when the female pulled her large golden wing over his head and resumed her treatment. This time, the caressing nuzzles were accompanied by soft licks and tender nips of the blue scales that covered his neck. The blissful feeling that slowly washed over his being did not seem to end until the female growled enticingly and pulled her snout back.
Feeling temporary released from the trance-like state that made him oblivious to what was happening around him, Serkath reluctantly opened his eyes. As soon as he did that, he found himself staring into the golden eyes of his mate, two bright amber spheres which shone with a lovingly flame. Mesmerized by the beautiful eyes of his mate, Serkath was again brought to reality by a quick lick on his snout.
Growling affectionately, he returned the favor to his mate, displaying his love for her in a very passionate manner with soft licks and gentle nuzzling. The female growled in pleasure as soon as Serkath returned back a part of the affection that was showed to him. The two mates continued to display their affection towards each other as they lay cuddled against each other, gold mixing with blue as their tails and limbs mixed with each other. In their display of love, both dragons ignored Sinedar, who sat on his haunches, glaring at his parents.
A shift of his mate's wing, which was colored in a pleasant shade of gold, allowed Serkath to catch a small glimpse of Sinedar, who was looking at them curiously. Another soft lick on his neck, however, distracted his attention as he looked towards the golden female, who was eying him expectantly. Growling playfully, Serkath surprised his mate by gently pushing her with his paws so he could get up. The dragoness didn't object as his actions and shifted her body correspondingly to allow him more room to maneuver.
Would you like to take care of Sinedar? I do not want him to follow us and leave Verana alone just because of his inescapable sense of curiosity, Serkath asked his mate slyly, eyeing the smaller male.
Without nodding her approval to Serkath, the dragoness projected her thoughts to Sinedar, Why don't you go check on your sister? She sorely misses your presence after all the time you spent in the forest.
Sinedar growled in acknowledgement and moved into the deeper parts of the cave, his body slowly blending with the shadows that concealed the interior.
That was quicker than I anticipated, growled Serkath, nuzzling the female's snout briefly before he lifted his large body off the ground. The warm air that formed between the bodies of the two dragons quickly dissipated, much to the female's dismay who made this known with an irritated growl. Noticing this, Serkath quickly moved closer to her side and laid a protective wing over her, the warmth of the velvety membrane causing his mate to hum in contentment.
With her golden eyes locked on his, she again began to display her affection towards her mate, growls of different types and intensities escaping her throat every so often. Serkath was equally pleased, the short absence between them only strengthening the special bond they shared. The blue dragon then moved his snout down her neck and licked along her slender, bowed neck. Not being able to control herself anymore, the dragoness let out a low roar and shied away from Serkath, who was looking at her with loving eyes.
That's enough with this ceaseless teasing. Let us move onto something that holds a greater importance.
Her tempting voice rang in Serkath's head, who wanted to do that as much as she wanted. However, he was slightly reluctant, for he did not want to leave Sinedar alone to fend all by himself.
Noticing his indecision, the dragoness cut him off sulkily, he is old enough to defend himself. Besides, it's not like we will be gone for a long time.
The female moved closer to him, licking his cheek softly as she extended her neck. One of the things males had a hard time to resist was going against a female when they insisted on something. Slightly encouraged by the female's desire, Serkath nodded his approval and they both moved to the exit of the cave, low growls of love coming from both of them.
By now, the bad weather had died down a little, and the wind was not as fierce as before. The sapphire dragon was the first one to leave the cave, roaring in happiness as he did so. His mate followed him closely, and they both soared across the soaking forest invigorated by the downpour. At his mate's suggestion, Serkath slowly glided towards a clearing. A gust of wind that blew from the side caused him to partially lose his balance. Despite the few difficulties of steadying himself before he hit the ground, Serkath managed to land safely.
I think Sinedar is not the only one who could use some additional flying lessons, the female roared with delight as she landed beside him, poking his wing with her snout. Using this distraction to his advantage, Serkath knocked his mate down and looked deeply into her eyes as she lay under him. You could also use some fighting lessons.
The golden dragoness bared her fangs slightly, cutting him off in an instant,an experienced flier such as me does not have meddle with affairs of those that dwell on the ground. My place is in the sky, not fighting on the ground like the beasts of the forest do. You forget one thing though… The sapphire dragon had no time to decipher her last message as a strong force collided with his body. He dug his claws in the ground with force to steady himself, but his mate was already up by now. Predicting her upcoming move, Serkath closed his eyes and growled in defeat.
Too late to give up my mate ,was all that he heard before Rokora smashed into him. It seems that the tables have turned. You were saying? She said mockingly as she roared joyfully. She had successfully managed to subdue her mate, and the sapphire dragon could not move a limb, or he did not want to.
Holding no grudge against Rokora, even if she bested him, Serkath gently nuzzled the golden foreleg that was pinning him. You never cease to surprise me, be it through your flying skills or the care and affection you show towards me and our son. I am truly gifted for being able to have found such a fine mate, concluded Serkath.
For a moment, both of the dragons stared into each other's eyes, different thoughts swarming over both of them. The iridescent golden orbs mesmerized Serkath, and at that moment, he wanted nothing more than to spend this blissful time with his mate.
Rokora growled strangely and dug her head into Serkath's chest, rubbing her head against him affectionately, then we should do what two mates are supposed to.
Serkath let out a growl of desire and tried to get up, but the weight of Rokora which was pinning him down did not falter. Snaking his head towards the female's head, Serkath licked her jaw a couple of times, but all he obtained was a soft loving growl from his mate.
You cannot expect me to give up that easily, do you, my mate? Asked Rokora playfully, her tail swishing from side to side with the anticipation of what would happen next.
No, but I will find a way to make you, replied Serkath enthusiastically as he swished his tail to the side. As expected, his powerful tail impacted with one of the female's hind legs, a snarl of irritation appearing on her features after the unexpected attack.
Deciding to press on, Serkath buffeted her with his mighty wings, but this move as well had no different result.
You will not manage to best me with these feeble attacks, my mate, challenged Rokora, licking Serkath's snout teasingly.
She was right, and Serkath knew it, but he was still a bit reluctant to tatter her perfect golden scales. Still, rare were the times when fights were not taken seriously, and this time was no different than the rest. Even if the two were a mated couple and most of the times were inseparable, each of them wanted to assert and prove their skills towards the other.
Snaking his head forward, Serkath clamped on the golden foreleg in front of him, tightening his grip enough to force a reaction from his mate. He was successful, but his gambit had a different outcome as powerful jaws with sharp teeth clenched around the back of his neck.
Serkath growled fiercely and kicked his free legs, scratching the female's front leg and soft underbelly. Rokora yelped as one of Serkath's claws got under the scales of her foreleg, raking the soft flesh that was concealed beneath the protective hide.
Feeling Rokora's grip falter under the confusion created by this short distraction, Serkath released her foreleg from his own grip and kicked his legs while he buffeted her with his wings at the same time.
The force of the push caused Rokora to stagger backwards, releasing Serkath's neck in the process.
Finding himself able to stand on his legs again, Serkath quickly rose from the vulnerable position he was in earlier.
Rokora took a few steps back, eyeing her mate through her crystalline golden eyes which sparkled with a small bit of anger.
I expected no less from the dragon I chose as my mate, Serkath, she said, concealing whatever feelings of grudge she had behind the calming, soothing voice she spoke in.
Serkath felt pride surge through him at the small, but rewarding victory, but with it came the realization of what he had done to earn this shallow victory. The trickles of crimson blood which slowly ran down the golden scales, dyeing them with streaks of red were a testimony to this.
Rushing towards her side, Serkath licked her snout lovingly before he moved down, sniffing at the red viscous liquid before he started to lick it clean.
I was as brash as a newborn hatchling for hurting you, he said as his tongue ran over the wound, revealing the lustrous golden color that hid beneath the red substance.
You are a hatchling for even thinking that I hold any grudge against you, replied Rokora, licking Serkath's neck as he took care of her wound.
We are not as weak as most of the ground creatures, my mate, and injuries like these are bound to happen. Besides, what fun would it be if we hold back each time we test our skills against each other? asked Rokora.
Without awaiting a reply from Serkath, she lowered her body on the ground and turned om her side, exposing her belly to her mate. Retracting his snout from the now cleaned wound, Serkath took a moment to admire the smaller, close-to-white scales that covered her belly all the way towards the base of her tail.
His attention was distracted as Rokora pawed at his snout, her sharp claws running harmlessly against the soft blue scales.
You know what I'm expecting from you, my mate, so do not dwell upon it like a confused hatchling, she said as she extended her neck, gently nipping at the blue scaled paw which was not far away from her position.
Serkath said nothing and licked his mate lovingly on the side of her face before he moved past the side of her body, his nostrils twitching as they caught in a pleasant, enticing scent.
Growling with lust, Serkath lowered his snout and sniffed the female's underbelly, slowly moving closer towards the end of her body. The source of the addictive scent was quickly discovered and, guided by an invisible force, Serkath darted his snout in-between Rokora's hind legs to absorb as much of the arousing scent as possible. Rokora's legs twitched slightly as she growled lustfully, looking at her mate with interest.
Overcome with lust for the dragoness he loved the most, Serkath lifted his head and growled deeply as he moved his body above the female's correspondingly to what would follow next. Rokora tilted her neck and licked Serkath's jaw passionately as soon as he was within reach. Serkath returned her affection through a series of long, adoring licks before he lowered his hind legs appropriately, quickly entering his mate.
Both of the dragons shuddered and growled at the unexpected, yet pleasant contact. Rokora's wings jerked slightly and her hind paw loosely made contact with Serkath's flank, his muscles tense because of the weight exerted on them. A constant growl rippled from his mate as Serkath continued to descend into her silken depths, his tail brushing against the ever swishing one of his mate.
A slight roar thundered. The prologue of the mating has ended. Growling mockingly, Rokora nibbled at his front paw while her clawed foot brushed against his flank, urging him to continue. After sniffing the neck of his mate inquisitively, Serkath increased the gap between their bodies, withdrawing from the perfect alignment of their bodies, where their bellies almost brushed against each other.
A monotonous chase of back and forth followed, a weird and wonderful dance in which the male apparently asserted dominance on the female situated below his impressive bulk. That would seem so to any other beast that could not comprehend the surging emotions, the feral and primordial lust, the trust and love the two dragons shared for each other the moment Serkath gently invaded his mate's body.
With all his senses clouded by the all too powerful instinct of reproduction, Serkath began raking the soil violently with each dwindle of his hips, his teeth bared while a deep growl rippled from his throat. Even the slightest twitch of his limbs, or a narrowing of his mate around his tense member energized the fiery pleasure, and the hum coming from Rokora merely confirmed this. New life would sprout as a result of their love, but even that was a distant thought for Serkath, whose natural instincts urged him to press on not because of the result, but because of how much exhilaration his moves produced.
Feeling a strange, yet pleasurable pressure slowly building inside his lower belly, Serkath's hips thrust a few more times before a fierce roar rippled from his throat. Overcome with wild lust, Serkath wanted nothing more than to put an end to the frenzy and release the fiery pleasure that consumed his being. The climax of the mating ended with two reverberating roars that shook the forest, scaring all of the nearby inhabitants. During these last moments, Serkath snaked his head and gently bit his mate's neck, growling strangely while the thrill of the mating slowly died down.
This is probably my favorite dragon chapter until now, mainly because we get the chance to see how a mated couple behaves, we reveal the wild nature emphasized by their instincts and, of course, I finally get the chance to show my version of how dragons mate. No, it's not in the air, it is on the ground, and the mounting does not happen from behind, as most of you might think.
Well, I expect you dragon fans to comment on this one, because it took quite some work to do it right. Or at least I think it ended up in a right way. As I said in the start, I loved it.