A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears & Elf)
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				Title: <strong>A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>21-12-2015, 19:29:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i150.photobucket.com/albums/s91/hislipsonmine/RP%20pics/ce3da61112c0b428146d88bd13194e45_zpshld09wra.jpg) (http://s150.photobucket.com/user/hislipsonmine/media/RP%20pics/ce3da61112c0b428146d88bd13194e45_zpshld09wra.jpg.html)</div>Gwendolyn MacGregor hiked up the mountain in search for the herb needed for the tea for her mother. The woman was getting older, as does everyone, but the senility, was getting to be too much. The apothecary had given her a recipe for a hand brewed tea that should help calm the mind, bringing the woman back to the here and now. But unfortunately, the flower needed for the tea was located up near the top of the mountain. But as her mother was in need, Gwen would do what was needed to get the herb. <br><br>So, she trekked up, hiking the skirt she wore up near her knees. It was a rather warm day, but the higher she got, the colder it seemed to get and she was glad the peasant top she wore was rather thick. <br><br>It had taken her a little over an hour to hike up the mountain pathway, her skirt and top catching every so often on the plant life she would pass, but luckily, nothing tore. She was drinking deep from the flagon of water she had brought with her when a red flower came into view. <br><br>The apothecary had said the plant she needed had flowers growing thick in it, the petals a glorious red, bordering orange much like flames. She had said it smelled like fresh honey and when you stepped into a patch, you were surrounded with the delicious smell. Her pace sped up and the woman had been right. After her first step into the beautiful plain, the warm smell of fresh honey enveloped her. <br><br>She stood still for a moment, her eyes closing as she inhaled deep. But the sound of wind whipping fast drew her face up and her eyes opened in time to see a large reptilian body falling fast to the earth. Her eyes widened. <br><br>She remembered there having been sightings of a dragon up the mountain, but she had never seen it herself. It had never attacked or been a nuisance to any of the village folk, so why... <br><br>But before she could finish the question in her head, the creatures form began to ripple and as she watched, black scales faded to nicely tanned skin and a body of a man she couldn't help but appreciate. <br><br>But wasn't he just a dragon a moment ago? Then not but a second after turning fully human, there was thud as the man hit the earth. She gasped and even considering what she had just seen, she rushed forward, through the trees to help the man or dragon, or whatever he was.<br><br>When she breached the trees, there on the ground was a very naked and very large man, his body rippling with muscle.&nbsp; She hurried to his side, his body unmoving. She dropped to her knees and placed a hand just inches from the arrow on his shoulder. Heat shot up her arm, her body lighting on fire. She gasped and she looked from the arrow to his face, which just moments before, his eyes had been closed, but now they were open and looked up at her with radiant green full of an emotion she herself felt but didn't understand.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>22-12-2015, 18:59:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://img08.deviantart.net/a4e9/i/2010/038/4/3/black_dragon_by_kokodriliscus.jpg)</div>Artur the only name the name had ever known for himself saw no need to take another, Artur was good enough for the child it should be good enough for the man. Besides having only the one name he was unique in another, unique, at least as far as he knew, in a such he was the only one of his kind. He was not just a man but also a dragon, a black dragon to be precise. He had memories of his childhood and having a friend to himself and his mother of a dragon, but he never saw the dragon and his father at the same time. It was not until later that he guessed the reason, his father had to have been the dragon just as he could become one himself. As the child though he did not have that ability and his parents had never told him who the dragon really was. His childhood had been happy then.<br><br>That happiness had been shattered one day though when many men came to their home in the mountains. Men armed with many weapons and a strange anger and hatred about them. His mother had told him to run and hide, to stay away no matter what he saw or heard. He did not want to go but she was insistent so he did. The men were shouting and threw burning torches into his home causing it to burn. Then the dragon came roaring in challenge to the men, but they were expecting that and were ready. The beast was injured with a crippled wing early on keeping it on the ground. Then large chains were used to capture it and pin it down then a very large ax was brought into play. Artur had not seen the death blow but heard the cries of his mighty friend as it died. He heard his mother screaming for an instant before it too was cut short. Hours later he returned to the still burning cabin only to find both of his parents dead out front.<br><br>He had made his way to their nearest neighbor, several miles down the mountain. They fed him and clothed him but were not wealthy and had their own children to worry about so sent him off to an elderly couple that had never been blessed with their own children. He lived there for a few years cared for but his happy times were over. Then shortly after he had started the transition from boy to man it happened. He changed right before the couple. He transformed from adolescent human boy into adolescent black dragon. Their reaction was instant terror and disbelief that they cared cared for this monster, taken it into their home. Artur tried to speak but no human words came from the dragon's mouth. The man drew the sword he had gotten when he had served in the kings army in his youth and went after the dragon. Fearing for his own life and not wanting to hurt the man Artur fled. Even in an unfamiliar body he was easily able to out run the older man. Artur did not stop running though when the chase stop.<br><br>From that point he vowed to never let anybody know his secret, nobody could know that he was also a dragon. He spent the next several years learning to live with his secret and to control it. He could completely avoid the change but learned when it would likely happen. So as a young man he returned to the life of a man, hiding his other nature. In a village in a different land from his childhood he met a woman about his own age and they fell in love. She accepted his nature of living away from an actual village and lived with him on a mountain side. They never actually married though. A few decades passed and their love grew with the passage of time, but she aged as all humans do while he did not. They never had any children and while she looked her age he still looked like the young man she had first met. When she asked him why that was he told her that he did not know. He had never told her that he was a dragon at times. He guessed that that had something to do with his apparent lack of aging but did not know for sure that was reason.<br><br>He stayed with her even as he barely changed and she grew old. When she finally her body became too frail and finally stop working he felt as if his heart had been ripped from his chest, but yet he lived. With her body in the bed had shared for decades, in the house he had built for her, he changed into the dragon and burned the house down making it her funeral pier. From there he flew again swearing to stay away from humans as he never wanted to experience that pain again.<br><div class="floatleft">(https://anirit.files.wordpress.com/2015/10/18c31fa4db173e3f21564e61c88be712.jpeg)</div><br>It had been well over a century now since that day and one of the few joys Artur allowed himself was flying. He loved to fly, to feel the wind in his face and the sun on his wings. It had been nearly a century since he had found a new mountain to call home. The scent of warm honey had drawn him to it and he loved it so much that he built his cabin just a few hundred yards from the small plain where the beautiful flaming blossoms with that wonderful scent grew.<br><br>That morning was especially beautiful and Artur could not resist going for a flight around his mountain. As he flew though something caught his eye. There was somebody hiking up the mountain to his wondrous plain. He circled to get a closer look but before he could a searing, stabbing pain overwhelmed. He was so shocked that he could not even howl in agony. He saw the shaft of an arrow sticking out of his shoulder, but an arrow should not have hurt that much. Even as he thought that his mind started to go foggy and he began to fall. His wing was not injured but he could not make his body work to keep flying or even to land properly. So he fell. Before he hit the ground though he lost consciousness and as always returned to his true form, his human form.<br><br>Everything went blank he could not even think to wonder if he were dead. He did not feel the impact when he hit the ground, hard. He might as well been dead for her felt nothing, knew nothing, was aware of nothing. Suddenly though he felt a new sensation, as if his body were on fire, but it did not hurt, it actually felt good. The heat seemed to have gotten his heart beating again and he opened his eyes. What he saw shocked him even more than being hit by the arrow had. There above him looking down was a woman, with hair to match the flowers he loved so much and eyes looking down into his. Those eyes reflected the same emotion he was feeling which he could not put a name to. But she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his entire life of about two centuries.<br><br>He took a breath as if his lungs had just remembered how to breath and the pain of the arrow still embedded deep in his shoulder racked his body. Still he did not scream but he did groan and reach for his shoulder weakly with his other hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>23-12-2015, 19:50:55</strong>
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				The man made to reach for his shoulder, and with the sluggish way he was moving, she had to wonder if there was something more to that arrow. She grabbed his hand softly, stilling his movement. <br><br>"I'll help you remove it. Now, I saw a cabin just a little ways from here. I'm not sure how, but if you are the dragon who lives on this mountain, I'm going to say that that is your home, yes?" He was so very warm and his hand felt nice in her own. <br><br>"Can you stand so that I may walk you to the cabin and care for you?" <br><br>Shouldn't she be scared right now instead of feeling an incredible attraction to this man? This dragon? <br><br>She still wasn't sure how any of that were possible, but she had seen it with her own two eyes so it obviously was. And she was still confused about her reaction to this beautiful man. 
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				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>26-12-2015, 03:29:44</strong>
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				Artur felt strange and somehow knew the arrow should have killed him, but something had revived him. His mind was working sluggishly just like his body, but he figured that whatever had warmed him had gotten his body working again. The arrow was still doing its job though, he could feel it sapping his strength even though where it was should only have caused a flesh wound.<br><br>As he reached for the arrow to try and remove it the woman stopped his hand by taking it into hers. She felt warm, soothing and wonderful. It eased the pain but did not stop it. It did not matter though he doubted that he had the strength to pull it free on his own. When she said that she would help to remove it he gave her a weak smile and nod. He would definitely need her help. At her mention of the cabin and suggestion that it were his home he again nodded. A flash of fear or worry crossed over his eyes when she mentioned him being the dragon of this mountain. Since his first change and the reaction of his foster parents had never let anybody know his secret before. She did not seem to be afraid at the moment, but how would she react once he was at full strength.<br><br>At her question as to his ability to stand he shook his head weakly. He was sure that standing was out of the question as long as the arrow remained stuck in his shoulder. “No, the arrow...magic...or...poisoned...killing me.” He voice was weak and halting.<br><br>He looked up at her with mixed feelings. She was incredibly attractive, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, even more so than the one he had loved so much so many years before. She knew his secret though and she was a normal human, another one that if he survived the arrow would out live again and he never wanted to go through that pain again. Somehow though he felt that it was her touch that had kept him alive or brought him back from the brink.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>26-12-2015, 17:02:49</strong>
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				Her eyes widened as he spoke. Killing him? That made her heart stop for a moment, then begin beating with full force, threatening to bust free from her chest. Something inside her told her his death was not an option. But what could she do without hurting him more?<br><br>"I-" she began. She had seen a villager remove an arrow from his leg that had hit in in complete accident, but it had gone all the way through, so pulling it out was just breaking off the end and pulling a smooth piece of wood through the wound. But this was embedded in his shoulder, and sliding a hand gently over the underside of his shoulder, did not feel the tip at all poking through. <br><br>"I do not know how to remove it without causing you pain or even more harm," she all but whispered as she looked into those green eyes that were somewhat glazed do to whatever was on the arrow affecting him. 
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				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>27-12-2015, 15:24:37</strong>
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				When Artur said the arrow was killing him he saw the reaction in the woman's face. Fear but not of him, fear of him dying. Even in his condition that confused him. Why would this woman he had never seen before be afraid that he would die? Even as he thought that he realized that he did not want her to die either. He needed her alive. This only added to his confusion though.<br><br>As she felt his shoulder, reached under to the back, he moaned in pain. Then she said that she did not know how to remove the arrow without causing him more harm. He gripped her hand as firmly as he could in his weakening condition and looked hard into her eyes. “More harm or death. It has... to be... done.” His eyes closed as he was racked with pain. He could feel the arrow sucking the life out of him. Her touch may have brought him back, but it was not enough to keep him there.<br><br>He opened his eyes again still looking into hers. “Drive it through...break off the head...pull out.” Pain and fear now filled his gaze. He was hurting, dying, and was afraid. The only way he would survive would be if she could get the arrow out of his flesh.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>27-12-2015, 16:56:27</strong>
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				Her eyes widened at his words but his body writhing with pain was the deciding factor. She put her hand on the arrow. <br><br>"Alright. I'm sorry," she whispered before, with all her might, pushed the arrow. It took a couple tries to her dismay but it finally went through and out the back. <br><br>She broke off the feathered end and putting him on his side, pulled the rest of the arrow through and out of his shoulder. She ripped off a bit of her skirt and tied it under his arm and over his shoulder to staunch the bleeding. <br><br>The sound of voices in the distance met her ears. She couldn't let anyone find him like this, especially if they were the ones who had shot him. <br><br>She put her hands on his cheeks, making him look at her. "We have to get you out of here. Please tell me you can stand now," she said softly but sternly.
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				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>27-12-2015, 17:19:23</strong>
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				When the beautiful woman agreed and apologized Artur simply nodded at her. She was just doing what needed to be done, what he had told her to do. Though the pain was incredible when she pushed on the arrow he did not scream. He gritted his and squeezed his eyes closed but did not scream. He actually gasped with relief though as the sharp arrowhead finally pushed through the skin on his back.<br><br>He then opened his eyes and watched as she broke the shaft and pulled out his back. Though he was still in pain from the wound, he changed dramatically the instant the arrow was free of his flesh. Color instantly starting returning to his face and he regained a lot of his strength.<br><br>As she bandaged him he too heard voices and had the same thought she did. The only people likely to be up there would be the ones that had shot him. They were now looking for his body.<br><br>She did not need to put her hands on his cheeks to get him to look at her as he was already doing that, hoping that she had heard the voices too. The hand of his uninjured hand came up to rest on her wrist and he looked into her eyes and nodded. “With help I think I can stand now and walk to my cabin.”
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>27-12-2015, 17:27:01</strong>
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				With a nod, she stood and helped to his feet. She put his arm over her shoulders and tucked herself into his side, letting the heat from his body seep into her. Her whole body awakened. She just shook her head and put her arm around his waist, her hand resting on a very defined hip bone. Which reminded her he was very naked.<br><br>Moisture pooled between her legs but she shook it off and began walking him to the cabin. Already his strength was coming back and soon the cabin cane into view.
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				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>27-12-2015, 18:33:53</strong>
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				Clearly the arrow had not been poisoned fore that would have remained in his system even after its removal. So it had to be magic that only worked to drain his life away while the arrow was still in his flesh. With it gone he was only suffering from the wound and nothing more, so his strength returned quickly. He still her help to stand and support to walk and he was very grateful that she was there to give that needed assistance. As his arm went around her shoulders he could not help but to lean heavily on her. Then her body pressed close to his side with her arm around his waist. Despite his weakened condition he immediately noticed how warm she was even through her clothing. He also could not help but to be very aware that she was female. Her body had soft curves that felt great against his hard plains.<br><br>He tried to ignore her obvious feminine form to walk to his cabin, but soon a scent rose from her body. A scent that though he had not smelled often, he did recognize. She was aroused, the moisture pooling between her legs gave off a very distinct aroma. One which he knew and liked. So he could not help it. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, she felt great with her body pressed so tightly against his, and she was aroused. So he too started getting aroused. Despite his wound and weakness his exposed organ began to grow longer and thicker as it hardened. Being naked this did not impede his walking at all though, as his cabin came into view.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>28-12-2015, 22:52:00</strong>
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				She kept her gaze in front of her, watching the ground so she wouldn't stumble thus causing him to stumble and hurting him further. She was watching her feel as she stepped over a fallen branch when a movement to her side caught her attention. She knew he was naked, how could she forget, but what she looked upon now was nearly too much. <br><br>His member was thickening and lengthening as it hardened, rising up and coming to lay against his stomach. Her eyes widened and her gaze once again shot to look before her, and thankfully the cabin was coming into view. <br><br>Why was he getting so obviously aroused? So thick and long? Even more moisture pooled between her legs and walking only caused her to realize how sensitive her sex had become. <br><br>She pulled him along to the porch of said cabin and up the two steps to his door. 
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				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 16:22:31</strong>
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				Though much of his strength had come back with just getting the arrow out of his body he was still weak. As they walked he leaned heavily on the beautiful woman. He could not help that he was getting aroused, even through her clothing he could feel that her body was very well curved and very pleasant to be close to. The biggest reason though was her scent, her own arousal was causing his body to react.<br><br>He knew he was naked and could not hide so made no attempt to hide his erection as it came to full attention and bumped against his lower belly with each step. Without looking, as he was doing his best to just concentrate on walking and not falling and pulling her down possibly injuring her,&nbsp; he knew when she noticed his erection as the strong scent of arousal and feminine moisture increased. He could not help but to smile a bit to himself. She knew he was the dragon of the mountain but yet she was not only not afraid but liked what she saw.<br><br>As she helped to climb the two steps up to his cabin he hoped she would stay for a few days. That way they could have a chance to act on this mutual attraction and arousal. Then she could go back to her life and he would never see her again. Oh he knew that he would miss her and long for her to come back, but it would be better for her to leave before he got too attached to her. Having her stay away from him would be better than her staying and him having to watch her age and die while he remained unchanged.<br><br>There was no lock on his cabin's door as nobody had ever come up so high into the mountain before so he did not have to worry about thieves. With his injured arm he worked the simple latch and let the door just swing open. The interior was dark but it could be seen that it only had the one room with a large fireplace directly across from the door. Off to one side was his eating and cooking area with his bed on the other side.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>31-12-2015, 19:05:58</strong>
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				He pushed open the door to the cabin. She blinked at the darkness until her eyes got used to it. The cabin was set up, it seemed, simply for necessity. It had a bed on one side and an area to cook and eat on the other. Although there was a large fireplace across the room from the door. She smiled slightly at that. <br><br>"Alright. Let's get you onto that bed," she said, gently leading him forward and to said bed. When she got him there, she helped him sit and in this position, she was even more aware of the straining erection in his lap. She licked her lips. <br><br>"Are there some lamps I could light? Possibly get you some water?" Her voice came out in a husky whisper.
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				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>01-01-2016, 16:28:05</strong>
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				Once he got the door open he waited at her side still leaning heavily on her waiting for her eyes to adjust to the abrupt change in lighting. He did not need to let his eyes adjust partially due to what he was and partially because he simply knew his home so well, after all it had not changed in close to a century. It was home, it was familiar and comfortable.<br><br>When she finally said that they should get him to bed he moved along with her. A sigh left him as he sat on the bed. He was very weak and needed to rest. A slight grin curled his lips when he saw where her eyes went and she liked her lips. Still grinning he moved back on the bed to lean against his pillow and the wall. He bent the knee of the leg closest to her not to block her view of his throbbing erection but to give her a better view of it.<br><br>At her question about lamps he motioned weakly with his good arm towards the little table beside the bed. “There is on there and another on the table across the room. There is also a pump on the other wall that gets water from the stream out back. Yes, a drink&nbsp; would be nice, thank you.” He then leaned back even more relaxing, it felt good to be in his bed and even better to have such a lovely companion. His eyes drifted shut with another sigh. They opened again after only an instant and he looked into her beautiful eyes again. “I'm Artur by the way.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>01-01-2016, 23:48:50</strong>
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				She forced herself to look up, to meet those green eyes. She gave him a small smile. "Hello Artur. I am Gwendolyn. You can call me Gwen," she said with a dip of her head. <br><br>"Do you know the men who shot you down?" she asked as she turned to light the lamps. Then she went to the kitchen area and grabbed a mug before walking to the pump. She filled the mug with crytstal clear and cool water before returning to him. She took a seat beside him, trying her hardest to keep her eyes on his face and put the mug of water in his hand. 
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				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 01:35:26</strong>
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				Artur smiled broadly when Gwen introduced herself and dipped her head. He inclined his head leaning forward slightly to do so and winced as the movement caused pain in his wound. “It is an honor and pleasure to meet you, Gwen.” Though it still obviously pained him, despite not being bandaged it had already stopped bleeding.<br><br>He leaned back again shutting his eyes against the pain and to just relax. At her question about the men who shot him he shook his head. “No, I know very few people. I was only aware of your presence on the mountain until I got shot.”<br><br>He felt her leave the bed and opened his eyes to watch her move about his cabin. He found himself very much enjoying that very much. After she lit the lamp by the bed and moved to light the other he felt a chill. Normally he did not notice the coolness of the mountain air, but due to his wound he did. So while she was busy he pulled his covers over his body thus hiding his hard cock from view. When hse returned with the water he took it gratefully and drank deeply from it.
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				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 01:45:17</strong>
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				She was grateful that he had covered up. She let him drink before she spoke again. She bit her lip in nervousness. <br><br>"Um, could it have been dragon hunters for your hide?" She had heard of that but they couldn't have known he was also human. He reverted to this form when he had been injured so there wouldn't be a hide to sell if he had been killed, she supposed. She didn't know how it worked though. She glanced down.<br><br>"I knew there was a dragon in these mountains but didn't realize he was so special," she said softly. 
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				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 05:08:00</strong>
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				He did not notice how grateful Gwen was after he covered up. He own arousal was already fading as his body was trying to heal. He was thirstier than he thought so as he drank he did not see how she bit her lip. He emptied the mug and handed back to her, as he nestled deeper into his bed. He could feel himself growing tired.<br><br>At her question about dragon hunters he looked at her thoughtful and concerned. “It does make sense. I've never done anything to have the villagers fear me so. I've lived here for a long time in peace. So it must be hunters seeking profit. They will not find that here though. I always return to this form when I sleep. I don't keep a treasure horde either.” Slipping down further into the bed he laid on his good side looking up at her from his pillow eyes clearly heavy with the need to sleep.<br><br>At her statement about knowing about the dragon but not he was so special he grinned ruefully. “Special. Of course you didn't I've told anybody my secret. You are the only one alive that knows. The last ones to learn tried to kill me simply out of fear. Aren't you afraid?” He pulled the cover up over his shoulders and let his eyes drift closed, but his breathing still had not slowed as it does when sleeping.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 18:57:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She listened to him speak and even in a sleepy tone, his voice was soothing. She yawned herself though. She had been up since four in the morning because of her mother and one of her upsets. <br><br>"Should I be?" she asked as without thought, she turned and laid beside him as if it were the most natural thing to do. She looked at his handsome face, wanting to caress his cheek and she did, her hand rising, a thumb stroking over his cheekbone. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 19:44:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He heard her yawn but did not reopen his eyes to look at her. He was warm and comfortable and the need to sleep was getting stronger. He did open his eyes though at her question that clearly come without any thought before hand. This brought a sleepy smile to his lips.<br><br>Before he could reply though she was laying beside him on the bed looking at him and caressing his face. At that touch his eyes closed again, his smile broadened and he turned his head slightly up into her hand. “No, you shouldn't.” Having her there sharing his be, at least at that moment, seemed right and natural. She belonged in his home, his bed. He brought the hand of his injured arm out from under the blanket. He did not need to open his eyes to find her face to caress her cheek as she had done to his. His eyes did open again to look into hers again. “You never need to fear me regardless of what form I take.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 20:45:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes closed as he caressed her cheek and she leaned into his touch. Just a simple thing made her forget everything but the warmth in front of her. <br><br>Her lips curved into a smile at his words and she scooted closer, letting sleep pull her under. At some point, she worked her way beneath the covers, pressing herself against his warm body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 21:41:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After touching her face and thoroughly enjoyed that simple thing he pulled his back under the covers. His eyes drifted closed again even as he felt her scoot even closer. He liked her closeness and before letting sleep claim him silently wished that she were under the covers with him instead of on top of them.<br><br>As they both slept he snuggled against her draping his arm over her after she managed to work herself under the covers with him. He never woke though as her presence felt good and natural. In sleep he was not concerned with the fact that she would age more quickly than he would. Her body warmed him better than the blanket alone ever could which helped him sleep and heal.<br><br>When he woke a number of hours later she was under the covers with him and his arms were around her. He smiled quite happy to have her there. There was only slight twinge of remembered pain in his shoulder as he moved it slightly but did not pull his arm from her. She seemed to still be a sleep and he did not want disturb her so remained there snuggled with and embracing her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 22:16:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nuzzled her face against his bare chest, just below is collar bone and an arm of her own slid over his waist as her other hand rested on his chest. She slept like that for awhile, until she began to rouse. <br><br>She let out a groan, not wanting to wake up and snuggled deeper into the warmth surrounding her. Then something moved against her. Her body stilled. She opened her eyes to see smooth skin and a bare chest. <br><br>Then she remembered. The dragon falling. The naked man. Whom at the moment she was very much pressed against... Oh my. <br><br>She looked up at his face, meeting those green eyes but not moving away from him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>02-01-2016, 23:01:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Artur was just laying there in bed awake but not wanting to move. He did not want to wake Gwen and was just enjoying her closeness. Her breath on his chest felt almost as good as her body did pressed to his. He liked the way her hands were placed, one on his chest and the other at his waist.<br><br>She groaned and he knew she did not want to wake. A small smile curled his lips as she snuggled deeper against him and under the covers. His hand shifted on her as she did that and his body shifted slightly. He felt her go still as she regained consciousness and realized she was someplace new to her. So he looked down at her. At first he was just looking down at the top of her head, seeing her red hair and marveling at its beauty.<br><br>Then she looked up and their eyes met. He had a moment of concern almost fear that she would pull away went through him. She did not move though. She met his eyes and held them and made no move to pull away from him. He smiled at her and reached up to lightly brush some of that red hair from her face lightly touching her forehead. “Did you sleep well, Gwen? Thank you for joining me. I think I slept and healed better having you here.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-01-2016, 19:20:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That made her heart flutter in her chest. She glanced down as he face heated. She met his green gaze once again. "I did, thank you." <br><br>That had been, in fact, some of the best sleep she had ever had. Even before her mother had gotten older, she had had trouble sleeping. <br><br>She glanced at the window beside the bed and noticed how the sun had begun setting. "How long were we asleep?" she asked as unknowingly, her thumb was caressing his hip. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>04-01-2016, 15:52:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As close as Gwen was to Artur he felt the way her heart reacted to his words and he saw how her face reddened and she looked down. The color to her cheeks and the way she looked away made her even more beautiful and it took his breath away for a moment. He was confused though as to why she would react that way to simple and true statement. Then her eyes met his again and that restarted his lungs with a small gasp, she was just so amazingly beautiful. He smiled warmly at her words. “I'm glad. You are most welcome.”<br><br>He too could not remember the last time he had slept so well, but he also had never been so close to death before. He might have just slept so well simply because of his wound. He doubted that though as he wanted to believe it had been her that made him so comfortable that he was able to sleep that way.<br><br>As her eyes again left his he too glanced out the window and saw how low the sun was. “Clearly we slept the day away and night will be on us soon. It is now too late for you to return to your village today. The forest between here and there is not safe after dark. You will just have to remain here as my guest until morning.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 03:36:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She knew he spoke the truth, but what of her mother? The woman would be worried sick, but at the same time, with her flare ups, she may not even notice. Her blush deepened though, when he said as his guest. It was suck a simple thing but it could mean so many more things.<br><br>"You're guest? What would that entail?" she asked shyly. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 15:39:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At Gwen's questions Artur pulled back a bit from her to look at her. Confusion was clearly evident is expression. He simply could not understand why she would ask such questions. To him being a guest was a simple thing. He would be the host and she his guest. Clearly though it was not that simple to her or she would not have asked. Had the world changed so much that the term guest meant something other than the way he understood? It took him a moment to collect his thoughts to try and explain what being his guest would entail.<br><br>“Yes, my guest, which is quite simple. You would accept my hospitality, share my humble home. I have only the one bed but as you can see I don't mind sharing it with you. I will cook the meals, as a host should. All that I ask of you is to respect my home as you would expect me to respect yours. I'm confused as to what you think it might entail. I am indebted to you as you have already done the greatest favor anyone can ask of another, you saved my life.” The words were true as he believed them to be. He wold demand nothing of her.<br><br>What he left unsaid was that he wanted her to stay, at least for the night. Also that he hoped that they would be able to act on the clear arousal they had caused in each other during their walk to his cabin. Those were things that he wanted but would never demand. He would not barter her flesh for a night of safety, warmth and a meal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-01-2016, 01:52:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Accept his hospitality, she would do, wanted to, but the thoughts of hospitality that were running through her mind weren't so innocent. And he only had the one bed. That thought alone caused her body to heat, her nipples to pebble, and moisture to pool between her legs. She licked her lips. <br><br>"You do not have to cook for me. We could simply stay in this bed if you'd prefer," she whispered huskily, unable to stop herself, the words being said before she could even think on them. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>08-01-2016, 15:19:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Though had not asked for or even at hinted that he wished for more with her stay, he was aware that her body heated up and once again he got the scent of her growing arousal. Was still covered so she could see his nakedness, although, by the placement of her hands she had to be very aware of it. He watched as she licked her lips that he suddenly felt a great desire to press his own to and lick for her.<br><br>Being able to sense the changes in her body he was pretty sure what she meant when she said that he did not need to cook for her and they could just stay in the bed. This brought and pleased and playful smile to his face along with a light chuckle. “Yes, we could that for the moment, although I think one of us is a bit over dressed. We will have to eat eventually though.” He shifted slightly on the bed to follow his desire and planted a deep passionate kiss on those recently moistened lips and pulled her clothed body tighter against his naked one.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 01:34:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He kissed her then and her eyes immediately closed and her mouth opened to him. He pulled her against his body and her hands began to slide over his chest, taking in the definition of his pecs and then to his shoulders. <br><br>She stopped the kiss and pulled back, leaving the tips of their noses touching. "Help me undress, Artur," she whispered heatedly before her tongue came out to swipe across his lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 04:54:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes closed too as their lips came together. Her mouth opened to welcome him which increased his passion. Her scent and hands sliding over his chest and shoulders sped his arousal. His hands went to back to rub through her peasant blouse. Despite his age of nearly two centuries and some experience with women even through her clothing she felt better than any other woman under his hands and against his body.<br><br>The kiss stopped and his eyes reopened to look at her. He could not help but to smile as their noses were touching tips. He words brought a sparkle to his eyes and broadened his smile. “With pleasure, Gwen.” His slid down her back to the hem of her blouse to start pulling it up and therefore off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 21:10:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lifted her arms so he could pull her shirt up, raising up a little so it'd slip up easily. She sighed as the cool air hit her bare breasts. <br><br>"I want to feel your hands on my bare skin," she said softly as her own hand slid up her belly to a breast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 21:38:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her blouse came up and exposed her full and bare breasts. His eyes fell to those glorious globes of flesh even before it came over her head. He tossed the garment to the side. As she spoke his eyes followed the motion of her hand.<br><br>He grinned and a low rumbling growl came from him but it was not a threatening one. It was more of a hungry sound coming from a raw primal need. One of his hands went to her belly and slid up to her other breast. He cupped it and squeezed gently. His thumb brushed lightly over her nipple.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 22:18:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His touch was hot, not unpleasantly so, but enjoyably and she had a feeling it was because he was a dragon shifter. When he cupped her breast, she arched into his touch, her eyes closing as she moaned out. They were so sensitive and heavy, the heat of his touch was utterly soothing. <br><br>Her own hand went to the nape of his neck and she pulled him towards her to claim his lips, her tongue thrusting into his mouth and he touched her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 22:56:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her flesh was soft and warm but to him it felt cool in a very soothing comforting way. He loved the feel of her large breast in his hand. As she arched into his touch he fondled that breast with relish. His eyes returned to her face when her hand went to his neck.<br><br>He let her pull him back in for another kiss. He opened his mouth enough to allow her tongue in. His pressed against and caressed hers as it entered his mouth. His eyes had closed and he moaned softly into her mouth. As her tongue explored his mouth his went seeking to explore her mouth. He continued to fondle her breast and his other hand went to her bare back. His cock hardened and pressed against the skirt she was still wearing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 23:12:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She swallowed his moan as he kissed her back and she moaned herself at the feel of his hard cock pressed against her. Her hands skid over him again, from his shoulder and down lower over his chest and belly to the indention of his hipbones before a soft hand circled around the hard flesh. <br><br>"I want you, Artur," she said against his lips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 00:17:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His grip on her breast got firmer as their kiss heated up. He thrilled at the sound and feel of her moan. Then as her hands ran down his body he moaned again. Her touch sent a thrill through him with a pleasant shiver that ran down his spine. Then her hand circled around his hard cock and he gasped.<br><br>At her words spoken with their lips still touching he groaned and smiled. “And I want you too, Gwen.” The hand at her back moved down to the waistband of her skirt and started working it down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 00:37:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lifted her bottom to give him room to slip the skirt down over her hips. The panties she wore were barely anything, not being able to afford a full set of undergarments. A soft white cotton, they cupped her moist sex, the wetness obvious on the clothe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 01:13:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She lifted her bottom allowing him to push the skirt down over her hips. His hand brushed over the soft cotton barely covering her ample backside. He shifted slightly letting her skirt slip past his erection. Despite her hand on it as he settled back into place he felt the moisture that had soaked into her cotton panties on his cock. He pushed the skirt down as far as he could without pulling his mouth from hers. Then he brought his hand back up and slipped under the cotton of her panties to her bare bottom.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 02:07:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned into his mouth as his hand brushed over her bottom and especially when his cock slid over her pantie clad sex. When he stopped pushing her skirt, it was around her knees and his hand came up and slid into the back of her panties and he gripped a cheek. With her feet, and a little bit of wiggling, not enough to really move him though, she managed to get the skirt off and toed it to the end of the bed. <br><br>She grabbed the hand on her bottom and gently pulled it to the front, wanting him between her legs. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 03:13:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Like her breast he liked the feel of the plump cheek in his grip. Everything about her body was beautiful and felt really good to him. He moaned again into her mouth, they were echoing each other and swallowing the other's sounds of pleasure. Her wiggling to get the skirt the rest of the way off pushed he damp panties harder against his erection. His hand still on her breast caught her nipple between thumb and fore finger giving it a squeeze and slight twist.<br><br>Her hand left his member and went to the hand in her panties. She pulled it from the back to the front. He knew what she wanted with that move and slid his long middle over her clitoris and between her wet lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 06:46:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned against his lips as his fingers slid through her red curls and dipped between her lips. She let out a cry as his finger found her clit. <br><br>She wasn't a virgin, she had experienced sex before, but this, such a simple touch brought her to a fever pitch and she thought she'd lose it right there. She wanted more though. She wanted everything.<br><br>"No more panties," she panted out. "I want to feel all of you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 16:40:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A pleased and playful grin spread across his face even as they continued the passionate kiss when she cried out as his finger found her clit. He had never been with a woman that was quite so excited this quickly by him or his touch. It thrilled knowing he was having that affect on her especially with her knowing his secret that he had kept for so long from everybody, including the one woman he had loved and spent her whole life with.<br><br>It never once occurred to him that she might or might not be a virgin. He really did not care either way. She wanted him and he wanted her that was all that mattered. It also never occurred to him that had she been a virgin she might not be as bold about letting her need show. The only virgin he had ever been with was the woman he loved so long ago and when it had happened she had been just as anxious and needy as he was. He was so caught up in the moment and in Gwen that he did not think about any of his past lovers.<br><br>He was thrilled by her words saying that she wanted to be just as naked as he was. He could not agree more. He panted back, “I want to feel all of you too.” His hand left her sex to try and remove her panties, but the small cotton garment proved to be a bit more stubborn about going down than the skirt had been. So his other hand let her breast to help with the removal of the panties, which could not come off fast enough.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>11-01-2016, 07:32:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She raised her bottom so he could slip her panties off, revealing the red curls between her legs and the obvious wetness of her arousal. <br><br>A hand slid down her belly and lower, but didn't quite touch her sex. She'd leave that for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>11-01-2016, 22:45:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she raised her bottom again to allow for the removal of her last piece of clothing, he placed one hand on each of her hips. His hands were on her and under the panties, he hooked his thumbs over the waistband. He slid both hands down over her hips to her thighs. This time though he did not just reach as low as he could go. Instead he moved down her body as his hands slid further down her legs. He was looking down as her red curls were revealed. He watched her hand slid down her belly and let out a small moan.<br><br>As his hand slid further down her legs his face left her face and came level with her plump breasts. He paused long enough to kiss and quickly suckle on each nipple with hands and her panties still at her mid thighs. After the pause he moved further down placing light kisses over her belly. His hands slid past hers. Then as his hands got to her feet to slip the panties off his face was level with her sex. He inhaled deeply of the scent of her arousal from up close. Then just as he had done moments before with his finger he used his tongue going across her clit and into her slit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 01:00:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked down to watch as he moved down her body, placing kisses on her exposed flesh. He continued his descent and when he pulled her panties all the way off, his face was just inches away from her most sensitive place. Then that tongue she knew tasted so good, slid over her clit and into her wetness. <br><br>She cried out, her legs spreading wider for him as her back arched and she opened herself wide for his tongue. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 02:24:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried out as his tongue delved into her wetness and her legs spread wider with back arching opening herself to him. That moisture was like the sweetest nectar to him and at that first taste he moaned into her center. His eyes closed as he savored her taste and reactions.<br><br>He lowered himself to the bed between her spread legs his hands gripped the cheeks of her round plump bottom. His chest was on the bed but his left leg was bent so his hard organ was not completely trapped beneath him. He has settled into to stay in the that sweet place for some time and let his tongue search her for the source of her wonderful wetness.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 05:12:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her moans filled his home as he ate at her, that tongue hot and working her closer to completion with each lick. "Artur, yes," she moaned out as her hand gripped the blanket beneath her. <br><br>His moans vibrated against her core as he lapped and she gave herself to him completely. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 18:19:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The moans coming from her that filled his small home were like music to his ears. It did not matter how much of the wetness he lapped up either as she was in such a state that no sooner did he lick it away that she just produced more. He loved that and could have prevented the moans the continued to come from him if he wanted to.<br><br>Over the years he had learned a few tricks regarding his ability to change forms. One of those was to bring aspects of his other form to his human one. In this instant it was his tongue that he changed. It became longer so it could delve even deeper into her core. It also developed a different texture becoming more like a cat's but without sharp points to the raised bumps. It allowed him to collect and enjoy even more of her juices but tear at her flesh. He had never done this a woman before because of him keeping his ability a secret and he truly loved being able to do it then. His moans turned into a rather cat like purring at his increased pleasure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>15-01-2016, 03:30:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes opened and she looked down at him as his tongue changed. Longer and rougher, it lapped at her perfectly. So much so that her belly was clenching in anticipation and then she was throwing her head back, her eyes slamming shut as the orgasm slammed into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>15-01-2016, 15:41:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The dragon tongue was more sensitive so as it increased her pleasure it also intensified her taste for him. His eyes were closed in his own enjoyment. Then her orgasm slammed into her and he pressed his mouth more firmly to her flesh as he sought to lap up as much her wonderful juices as he could. Almost the instant that her body started to relax after her release though he pulled back opening his eyes. He moved up her body bring his face back to hers, his chest above her breasts. He lined his still rock hard erection with her sweet loins. Before she could completely recover from her climax he drove his full length into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 00:54:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She panted, her eyes opening slightly as he came up her body. When he was in position, he thrust into her deep, his cock stretching her like she had never been stretched before. She cried out, not one of pain, but one of surprised pleasure. <br><br>Her pussy clenched around his cock and she panted some more as her hands slid up his arms, feeling the muscles of his arms. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 02:15:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With his arms on either side of her he hovered above her looking down into her face as he plunged to her. A pleased smile crossed his face when she cried out in her surprised pleasure. Then his eyes shut as a moan came from him as her pussy clenched around his cock and her hands slid up his arms..<br><br>He lowered himself so that his chest pressed against her breasts the sensation adding even more to his pleasure. He pressed his lips to her again for another deep passionate kiss as he started to work his hips to move his cock in her hot, wet, tight pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 13:20:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned into the kiss, her tongue sliding against his as he moved, his cock hitting so deliciously. The whole time, her hands slid over him, unable to not touch his body. It was a magnificent thing.<br><br>Her legs wrapped around his hips, keeping him close as his cock slid over that one spot inside. Her tummy clenched in anticipation. <br><br>Then she was breaking the kiss, her body arching as she cried out, the orgasm slamming hard and deep.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 18:09:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned into the kiss and he echoed it with a moan of his own. He worked his hips reveling in the feeling of her body beneath his. He absolutely loved the softness of her mildly plump body and fullness of her breasts. As her hands slid over his body a thrill ran through raising goosebumps along his spine.<br><br>Her legs wrapped around his hips as if to hold and pull him in deeper. She wanted him right where he was and that thrilled him even more. It had been sometime since he had been with any woman, even longer for one nearly beautiful as her and even longer still since being with as filled with desire and passion. This served to heighten his own passion and arousal, bringing him closer to his own release.<br><br>Then he felt her tummy clench against his own and he knew she was about to have her second climax. She broke the kiss as her body arched and she cried out. He felt the orgasm hit her as her body shook with it. Her pussy clenched around his cock and he drove into her depths one more time. He threw his head back as his body arched into hers. He cried out too. His cry was only part human sound and part beastly roar as his belly and cock convulsed shooting his hot sticky seed into her core.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 18:29:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He came right behind her, his own head going back as all but roared. She opened her eyes and watched him as she panted, after shocks shooting through her as she panted. Her lips curved up into a lazy smile.<br><br>She liked that he could let go with her, not hold back. Truly enjoy himself it seemed. <br><br>Her hands ran over him soothingly as he rode his climax.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 18:50:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Never before in his long life had he felt such pleasure, such a full release. She knew his secret so he had nothing to hide and he had no need to maintain any sort of control in that moment. So for the first time ever it was able to fully experience and express a total release and freedom.<br><br>Through out his climax he did not notice the after shocks that ran through her body or when she relaxed beneath him. He did however feel her soothing touch as he rode out his orgasm.<br><br>His head did not come down so he could once again see her until his body relaxed from its convulsions. Panting himself he hovered above her looking down and seeing her lazy smile which he returned. By the gods she was beautiful. Despite being spent he lowered himself slowly onto her letting his body come to rest atop hers, his cock still sheathed within her though not moving. Again his lips found hers for a soft loving kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 18:59:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned into the kiss, her arms wrapping around him and holding him close. She could get used to this. To him.<br><br>She wondered if shed see him again after this. She'd like to. She felt something here with him that she never felt with another.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 19:37:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned into the kiss and wrapped her arms around him holding him to her even as he laid on top of her. It felt glorious as he had never before felt so close to another being. He never wanted her to leave.<br><br>As that thought went through his mind though he suddenly froze as fear gripped his heart and his whole body tensed. With a groan he broke the kiss and rolled out of her embrace pulling his slowly softening cock from her warm body. He laid on his back at her side looking up at the ceiling a pensive look on his face, both of his hands going beneath his head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 20:28:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His body froze and he stopped the kiss. He rolled off her, a pensive look on her face. She looked up at the ceiling herself, sadness clenching her heart.<br><br>"You regret this, regret me, don't you?" she asked, unable to look at him. That broke her heart. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>16-01-2016, 20:53:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt the sadness come off like a wave even before she spoke and that struck deep into his heart. At her question his head snapped over to look at her pain showing in his eyes. “No, I don't regret this or you. This was amazing and you are beautiful. It frightens me though.” He sighed and looked back up to the ceiling.<br><br>“Gwen, I am close to 200 hundred years old and will likely live for several more centuries. When I was young and thought I would age the same as normal humans I fell in love. I took that woman as my wife. Time passed and she aged while I did not. I watched her grow old and finally die. Though I knew it was coming well before it happened still it devastated me. Broke my heart. I felt like a part of myself had died. I don't think I can go through that again.” He turned to look at her again. “I find myself not wanting you to leave and that frightens me like nothing else could.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-01-2016, 01:20:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him then, sadness filling her now for him. She couldn't force him to stay with her, couldn't force him to go through that again. <br><br>She nodded. "I understand. I don't want to leave, but I can't stand hurting you. The idea of you in pain breaks my heart." <br><br>There were tears in her voice. Why did this hurt so bad?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>17-01-2016, 02:20:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he looked at her he saw how her sadness changed from her own to being for him. At her words he heard the tears in her voice. Despite having just met her the thought of causing her pain hurt him and broke his heart. This added to his fear as he had never felt that way about anybody before especially so quickly.<br><br>He rolled onto his side tucking one arm under his head and looked into her eyes. His free hand reached out to caress her cheek. “Gwen, I don't think my pain can be avoided anymore. There is something about you and you leaving now will cause me pain now or you stay for the rest of your life and I feel the pain then. I don't know which would be worse.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-01-2016, 03:08:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She met those eyes she was falling in love with. "It's completely up to you, Artur. <br><br>"I'd love to stay, explore what this is, but only if you want to persue this," she said softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>17-01-2016, 03:57:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As their eyes met Artur could not help but to smile softly. Her eyes were just so beautiful. The hand on her cheek gently brushed some soft red curls from her face. Hearing her say that she would love to stay greatly pleased him. “Stay the night. Let's see how I feel in the morning. I don't know what would be worse loosing you now or after your full life time.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-01-2016, 04:03:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded. "Alright." She hoped he felt differently in the morning, but it was a sudden thing wasn't it?<br><br>"Well, then in the morning, since I was originally doing that, would you help me collect the red flower I was looking to collect when you fell?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>17-01-2016, 04:23:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she nodded and agreed with him his smile warmed up. He was definitely happy that she was staying for the night. He let his fingers trace lightly over her cheek bone across her check to her jawline. His palm came to rest on cheek and his thumb traced lightly over her plump very kissable lips.<br><br>“Collect my flowers? Their beauty and wonderful aroma is why I built my home here. Sure I will help you harvest some of them. So that's why you were here. What do you need them for?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>17-01-2016, 04:28:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moved into his touch as he asked his question. "For my mother. She's getting older and it's hitting her hard.<br><br>"The apothecary said I could make a tea from them to soothe her." She rolled over into him, cuddling into his side. <br><br>She liked this. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>17-01-2016, 04:44:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A slight frown took the place of his smile as she explained about her mother needing a tea made from his flowers. Then she rolled into him cuddling into him. He draped his arm over her and sighed softly. He really liked having her there especially with her body pressed against his own.<br><br>“You would leave your aging mother to come live with a man you just met?” The needs of her mother was something he was going to have to take into consideration with regards to what he would do about Gwen.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>18-01-2016, 18:44:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stopped at that, her body stilling. "I-" she began, trying to find the right words. "I was thinking of just coming to visit often. I couldn't live with you. Not yet." That was a big step, one she hadn't thought of. Was this what that was? Her confusion showed on her face. <br><br>And there was her mother. She couldn't leave the woman. She didn't want to. She loved her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>18-01-2016, 20:34:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt her body go still and instantly worried that he had offended her somehow. It had been so long since he had actually been with woman he cared about that he was not sure he knew how act properly. Before he could pull away or apologize though she started to speak so he did not move. A deep sigh left him at her response. “We were just talking about you staying or leaving. I think visiting is good though. I would like for you to visit, often. It will give me a chance to decide which pain would be easier for me to deal with. Being alone now but wanting you or having you for a life time and watching that life end.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 02:46:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She sat up and looked down at him. "I," she blushed. "Why does it feel like my life would end if I just left and never saw you again? What is this between us?" she asked softly. <br><br>She knew she wanted to continue seeing him, but why would it hurt if he had said no?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 20:21:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she sat up he propped himself up on an elbow to be more on the same level with her and looked at her. “I don't know. I feel much the same way. That's why I can't decide what would hurt worse. Never seeing you again or out living you. I've never felt this way about anyone before much less for it to happen so quickly.”<br><br>Though she had sat up exposing the upper portion of her naked body he was looking into her eyes. He knew from the moment he had awakened in the field looking into her eyes that he wanted to be with her and not just physically. Now that need seemed even stronger.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 05:04:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed slightly but nodded. "Okay, then I will come visit you, often," she said with a smile, "and then we will see if you feel the same way down the line from now. And it will give me time with my mother." She laid back down. <br><br>"Would you like to meet her?" she asked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 14:25:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her blush as it only made her even more attractive n his eyes. “Yes, please come visit as often as you can. Come back whenever you need more of the flowers. You need to spend time with your mother while you still have her.” He laid back down too and put his arm over her again.<br><br>He got a thoughtful look on his face. “Hmm, I think I should. But are we going to tell her?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>23-01-2016, 12:28:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thought for a moment as she cuddled into his side. "We should probably leave out you being a dragon. We can just say you live up here and I met you when I came to pick the flowers. Which, is the truth." They weren't lying. Just omitting some info.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>23-01-2016, 15:43:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A soft contented smile spread across his lips as she cuddled back into him. "Of course, we leave out the bit about me being a dragon. That's a truth I've grown accustomed to omitting about myself. I just meant what do we tell her about what we are to each other."<br><br>After several moments of contentedly snuggling with her he groaned and sat up. "I'm hungry. I'll go prepare us something to eat." He gave her a quick light kiss and slipped from the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>24-01-2016, 15:42:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She slipped out of bed after him, thinking about that. Her face heated at that. "Well, more than lovers. Yes, we only just met, but already you are someone special to me.<br><br>"I suppose we could say this has been an ongoing thing for a long while. I just haven't said anything because of her illness and needs."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>24-01-2016, 17:47:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could not help it as she slipped from the bed after him, he smiled. She was clearly just as comfortable in her skin around him as he was in his around her. It pleased him that though naked she made to move to cover herself upon leaving the covers. So many of the women he had been with just automatically went to cover their nakedness when leaving the the covers. She was either one of those rare people comfortable with nudity or she was just&nbsp; already that comfortable with him. Either way it did not matter to him he liked that could remain unclothed with him.<br><br>He stopped and turned to look at her when she suggested lying to her mother. “While I have no problem omitting some truth, I'm real not keen on outright lying. How about we tell her that we did just meet, but for some reason we have made a very strong connection and we just have to explore what that is and what it means. Because quite simply you are someone very special to me too.”<br><br>He then moved on to his food stores to see what he had and could make for them fairly quickly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>05-02-2016, 03:58:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled at that. He was really a good man. "Of course." She sidled up to him, her hand stroking over his back and bare bottom.<br><br>She looked over his shoulder. "What do you want to make to eat?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Dragon of Her Own (wolventears &amp; Elf)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elf</strong> on <strong>10-02-2016, 07:06:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she came up along side him and stroked his back and bottom a soft sound very much like a purr came from him. It had been a very long time since anybody had touched him in such away and he clearly liked it.<br><br>At her question he was looking over his stores and gave a small grimace. He did not really have anything fresh. Some bread that was questionable about whether or not was still edible, a block of cheese and some dried venison. Everything else was just dry ingredients that would have to be mixed and cooked to make something. “I slept today instead of hunting so there is not much to choose from. Would you like bread, cheese, and dried venison? Anything else would take considerable preparation.”
			</dd>
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