Here is the deal…I had more that wanted a graphic love scene than those against it. To make everyone happy, I managed to run them together to where you can skip it and it will still make sense. No I must warn you that human love scenes are way more intimate than the dragon ones I have done simply because there is more involved. I tried to make it as descriptive (but not vulgar) as I possibly could by leaving out a lot of unneeded things. If you read it and hate it, do not complain because there is an option two that you have the chance of. Scroll down until you hit the next set of bold typing and read from there to skip it all together. Now everyone should be happy. Just to let you know, no child at all is expected for this one. It will come soon though for those who want it so be patient. Nasty surprise at the end!
Chapter 66: Disrupted
Eragon stood to his paws and looked up at his flying daughters.. Eragon and Saphira both looked up to see Covin'thra dive towards her sister, smashing hard against her belly.
Do not play too rough! Saphira shouted to them. They broke their contact and flew in separate directions as Saphira turned to face her husband with her wide sapphire eyes.
Children, Eragon called to them, be careful and stay out here until your brother returns.
Yes father, they both replied mentally, as they circled around the home. He turned to his wife, who was standing alongside him with a look of anticipation on her scaly face and showed his teeth lovingly to her.
Shall we? Eragon asked her. She showed her teeth and growled lovingly.
Let's, Saphira said anxiously. She quickly turned and rushed to their home with Eragon hot on her heels. They barged through their door and stopped briefly to look at each other.
I love you, Eragon, Saphira told him. This is another way that I can express it. Honia! Eragon watched with a widened smirk as his wife changed into human form in front of him. Her sapphire dress shown brightly against the rays of sunlight that peered through the windows and her loving eyes sparkled as she looked up at him.
"This time it is my turn to please you," she said with a smile. Her statement caused Eragon to shudder briefly, shaking his wings and scales against his hide. In an instant, he chanted the word to change forms and appeared in front of her in the nude. To her surprise, Eragon quickly scooped her up bridal style and pressed her against his firm chest. She placed her hands against his muscles and looked up at him with pleading eyes.
"Take me, Eragon," she whispered in his ear. He looked down at her and smiled brightly, taking one of his hands away from her form to stroke the blonde locks of her hair.
"Whatever you wish for, my queen," Eragon commented, which caused her to reach up and wrap her arms around his neck. She brought her lips to Eragon's and kissed with more passion than either have felt before. Eragon broke the strong kiss and let out a soft laugh.
"Wow," he said. "I want more of that."
"Then you shall have it," Saphira replied huskily. "Do not keep me waiting any longer, my dear."
"I have wasted too much time already," Eragon laughed, as climbed up the steps to their bedroom. "I hope that this satisfies you as much as our first time."
"If you are the one mating me then I will always be content," Saphira replied. He quickly opened the door of their room and slowly took Saphira over to their large bed. This was perfect timing considering the fact that they had just bought a new mattress the other day after the twins demolished the last one.
"I suppose that we must break it in?" Saphira asked as Eragon drew closer to the bed. Suddenly, Eragon released his grasp on her and let her fall to the soft mattress below. She bounced slightly, but quickly lay flat against it. She sat up and brushed her blonde hair away from her sapphire eyes as Eragon watched her carefully.
"Why so still?" Saphira asked. "Is everything well, my love?"
"You are beautiful," Eragon told her softly. "I just want to see you like this for just a few more seconds." Saphira crawled off of the bed and stepped up to him.
"If you want to see me," she said lovingly, "here I am." She then leaned forward and placed her lips against his with so much force that it almost knocked Eragon down to the hardwood floor below, but he quickly countered it and spun to where they landed on their bed instead with Saphira resting on top of him. He watched as she broke the kiss and pulled off her sapphire tunic. She gathered it into one of her hands and tossed it into the closet.
"I will not need it until the morning," she said lovingly, as she placed her hands on Eragon's muscular body. She slid her hands down his chest until they came to rest on his stomach.
"I have always seen you as a strong man," Saphira cooed to him, as she rubbed her palms against his pecks.
"You are my strength," Eragon said, as he reached out with his hands to take Saphira's. He suddenly pulled them forward and kissed the tops of them, making Saphira blush slightly. "I love you." The time was right and both lovers were ready to combine to show their full affection for one another. Saphira could feel that Eragon was ready to go a step further and willingly obliged to it. She slid down on him and wrapped her hands around his neck, kissing it forcefully as the two linked together.
"I like this," Saphira whispered to Eragon, who had a smile plastered across his face. It was different than mating in dragon form to her. This was more exciting and more passionate. She had the opportunity to actually touch her lover now and feel his warmth while getting pleased herself. Eragon was sliding his hands down Saphira's chest, stopping just below her thin stomach as she made such sweet love to her husband. It was slow and passionate, with love placed in every moment of their interaction.
"This is why you deserve everything," Eragon murmured. "Where would I be without you, my darling?" Saphira looked down at him and fell to smash her lips against his again. Eragon gently nibbled on Saphira's bottom lip and slid his tongue inside to increase the intimacy of such a loving moment. Neither lover wanted to break the enchanted kiss no matter how desperate they were for air, but Saphira was the one who was forced to back down and release to take the first breath. He could tell that she was becoming exhausted, so he quickly grabbed her by the waist and spun her to where he was on top of her.
"What are you doing?" she panted. Eragon smiled at her and took his free hand away from her body to brush her blonde hair away from her eyes. She was sweating and breathing very heavy, but they were not finished yet.
"You need to relax now," Eragon told her. He had remained still to allow Saphira to catch her breath. "You do not need to kill yourself to please me."
"I am stronger than you think," she muttered breathlessly. "Please, Eragon. Continue?"
"How can I say no to my wife?" Eragon joked lovingly. She smiled and slowly reached her head up to connect their lips once again. Her motion forced Eragon to dive deeper, creating a subtle moan from Saphira.
"It is so addicting," Saphira explained. "My love, why must you torment me with the fact that we can only do this every once and a while?"
"I would love to do this every night," Eragon sighed, "Hush now dear, we must pace ourselves."
"Why must you always do that," Saphira said with a soft smile that quickly contorted as Eragon began his motions. "I want to please you, but now you turn it to where you wish to please me." Eragon laughed and placed both of his hands next to Saphira's head.
"This shall please us both," he said passionately. "If you wish to, then I have no power to stop you." Saphira smiled wider and suddenly pushed upward to knock Eragon over to where she was settled on him again. She began moving faster, which caused her and Eragon to both lose their breath. Sweat had sunk through the blankets on the mattress, but the two lovers were too busy to notice…or care. It appeared that Saphira was not going to stop until Eragon was fully satisfied, but it was quite obvious that he was.
"I do not wish for this to end," Saphira said as she collapsed into Eragon's arms to kiss him again. He looked into her eyes and smiled.
"All things must," he sighed. Saphira held on to him tighter, squeezing around his neck with every movement that she made, until it was all finally over. Saphira collapsed again and rolled over to Eragon's right side. She was drenched in sweat and Eragon did not look any better.
"Tell me," Saphira said breathlessly. "Did I…?" Eragon placed his index finger to her mouth and smiled at her.
"You were great."
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This still flows in perfectly without reading the graphic chapter:
Are you sure? Lunalese asked, as she looked down at the cool river below them. They were perched on a rocky formation just beside one of the largest waterfalls in Alageasia. Draken turned and nodded at her.
"I have found many meals in this area," Draken explained. "The deer come here to drink, and the fish are almost as large as my talons."
I am rather hungry, Lunalese sighed. She turned to Draken and showed her teeth. Would you care to go for a swim, my mate?
"Mate?" Draken asked. He could see that Lunalese was disappointed and quickly tried to find a way out of this prediciment. "Oh…yes of course."
Do you know what a mate is, Draken? Lunalese asked. Draken nodded his head and turned to face her.
"It is your life partner, is it not?" Draken asked. Lunalese nodded and let out an uncertain growl.
It was wrong of me to say that to you…?
"It was not," Draken cut her off. "We both feel the same for each other, do we not? I have no shame in being called that."
Draken, Lunalese sighed. That means so much to me. He slowly brushed his muzzle against Lunalese and growled lovingly at her ear.
I know nothing of courting or mating for that matter, Draken explained. I will learn everything to please you, Luna.
"Draken?" A familiar voice called out above them. He looked up to see Murtagh and Thorn flying down to greet him. "Who is that?"
It is a dragon, Thorn replied, sniffing loudly. A female!
"She is my mate, Murtagh," Draken replied to him. "We met in the Spine a week ago."
I am Lunalese, Lunalese introduced herself. I suppose that you are his 'uncle'?
I am, Murtagh replied by mental link to him. You look just younger than him, Lunalese. How old are you?
Seven months this November, Lunalese explained. I hatched a month before Draken.
"Well we have to go, Draken," Murtagh yelled out. "Nasuada is moving to the castle and we are her escorts. Tell your father and mother that I shall see them soon."
"I will!" Draken shouted back.
Blast, Thorn said in Draken's mind. I have been alone on this earth for almost two years, and this hatchling finds a mate just six months into it?
Quiet! Murtagh snapped. You should be happy for him. From what I have heard, Covin'thra and Equinox have grown too. They may be mature enough soon.
I pray so, Thorn sighed. If I have to spend a night just listening to you and Nasuada, I will have to hang myself with my tail. Draken, who heard the conversation, tried to hold back a chuckle, but failed miserably. Suddenly, Lunalese nudged Draken and pushed him over the rocks and into the river below. He emerged from the water to see Lunalese beating her wings in a steady hover.
I am hungry, she told him as he sputtered in the water. Now, are you going to move so I can come in, or do I have to land on you?
Well I can't complain about the second option, Draken said smoothly. Lunalese chuckled and tucked her wings in to smash into the water beside him. Shall we play a game?
What do you have in mind? Draken asked.
Let us race through the river, Lunalese said energetically. We are bound to scoop up fish during our trek. Draken sighed and looked up.
I have a better idea, he said to her mentally. Follow me. Lunalese nodded her head and watched as Draken leapt up into the sky, tossing droplets of water from his hide as he flew.
Where do you wish to go? Lunalese asked.
It is getting dark, Draken said. I shall take you to a place and hunt there for you.
You do not have to do that, Lunalese said. I can hunt for myself.
I want to, Draken said. Come!
The two flew for an hour and landed at the top of a very steep cliff as the sun began to set in front of them. Draken kept his promise and snagged the largest buck he had ever caught on his own. They shared the meal there as they watched the sun call it a day and surrender to the moon.
Draken? Lunalese asked. This is beautiful.
Not as beautiful as you, Draken replied mentally to her. Luna, I never want to lose you. I will die first.
I will follow you, Lunalese replied kindly. I wish for this to never end. Suddenly, the ground they were standing on began to rattle. It was mild at first, but the shaking grew more violent. Rocks began tumbling off of the cliffs to the ground below.
What is happening? Lunalese asked, trembling next to Draken. He held firm next to her and the ground became unsteady underneath their paws. I am scared!
I will protect you, Draken said. Just stay still. They watched the horizon until something very odd stuck out. A large crack had formed across the entire continent, and it was only increasing its gap. With one final rumble, the crack became a massive gash, separating the one continent into two separate countries.
"That is impossible!" Draken shouted over the rumble. He and his mate watched as water began filling the gap between the two landmasses. "We must go to Father about this!"
It took them two more hours to fly back to Draken's home. They were glad to see that their house was still intact, but Covin'thra and Equinox were cowering underneath the lone tree in the front yard instead of being inside of it. At the sight of their brother, the two daughters rushed up to greet him and Lunalese.
"What happened brother?" Covin'thra asked. "Why was the ground moving?"
We saw something terrible, young ones, Lunalese stepped in. This country is now divided. Where is Eragon?
"They told us to stay out here and wait for you," Equinox explained. "They are sleeping." As if on cue, Eragon and Saphira both emerged from the home. Both were clothed but were also breathless and drenched in sweat.
"Is everyone okay?" Eragon asked breathlessly.
The country is divided, Eragon, Lunalese explained. We saw it break apart ourselves.
"Is this true?" Saphira asked. Draken nodded his head.
"This is not good."
You are now looking at Europe and Africa (Europe is the forest region and Africa starts off in the desert.) Du Weldenvarden has been split down the middle and those left in the other country have no ruler. This could get interesting!
PEACE!