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C'mon people! Brian being a dragon was supposed to be a secret. not much of a secret after those comments though...

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A tale of dragons part 21

Frank crept through the woods, keeping low, a whole column of men behind him doing the same.

He was heading back to the observation post, to relieve the other group of soldiers there. They were on a rotational shift, one group observing the cave for a day, then they would switch, in the afternoon, so that the soldiers were fresh and wakeful at night, when the most movement took place.

John held up his hand in the sigh for 'stop', crouching down low as he heard two things crunching through the underbrush nearby. The stalk of predators.

Quickly, he made the sign for 'hide' and all around him, the soldiers seemed to meld with the underbrush, disappearing as if they had never been.

Not a moment later, a bulbous snout pushed its way through the low hanging branches and emerged into the area where the soldiers hid.

"Thessse humansss arrre too fassst...we ssshould have caught up to them by now." The raptor said.

Behind him, a lycanthrope stepped into view, nose in the air, searching for her prey with a single-minded intensity.

"The trail...it ends here...I can't find it." She growled angrily, eyes searching around the immediate area.

The raptor sighed and started forwards, but then stopped in his tracks, catching a flicker of movement out of the corner f his eye. He took a quick, birdlike step backwards, to stand protectively in front of the lycanthrope.

"Come out!" He hissed venomously.

Seventeen soldiers stepped into view, each one with a weapon held in their hands, the metal painted black and the sheaths padded so that the weapons wouldn't jostle and jingle and give away their position.

"It'sss not them." The raptor hissed quietly to the lycanthrope.

"You think?" She replied sarcastically.

"Have any of you ssseen a group on ninja go thrrrough herrre?" The raptor asked.

"You hunt them?" Frank asked.

"We do. You obviousssly know wherrre they arrre, ssso tell usss." He replied, a hint of danger coming into his voice.

None of them bothered to look up, if they had, they would have seen over fifty dark shapes perched in the treetops, watching, waiting, ready.

* * *

Brian awoke to the most peculiar sensation, as if someone was rifling through his memories. He sat up suddenly, upsetting Miralage, who had been lying on his chest, making her fall off him onto her back,

what did you do that for? She asked indignantly.

Brian held his head in his hands, "It felt like someone was going through my head."

I was. Miralage stated, leaning over and nibbling at his neck.

"Why?" He asked, not sure how to take the information that a little red dragonet had been going through his head.

To find out things...and I found some very interesting things in there too...things you want me to do to you...things you want to do to me... She purred, arching her back and pressing her body against his.

"Those thoughts were private." Brian said waspishly.

Not anymore. Miralage replied with a giggle, her paws slowly rubbing across his belly, slipping lower to the hem of his pants and caressing along them slowly, provocatively.

Is this what you dream of? She asked, arching her neck and taking the hem of his pants in her mouth, pulling them down to reveal his rapidly growing erection.

He gasped softly as her paw started to lightly trace down his member, but he didn't answer. He didn't need to.

Miralage smiled, the smile of a predator, and slowly lowered her muzzle to him, giving the throbbing head of his cock a slow, sensuous lick that went from the base right to the tip.

Mmmm...Is this good? She asked, slowly twining her tongue about the head and drawing it into her mouth, closing the tip of her muzzle over it and giving it a gentle, teasing suck.

Brian gasped again and arched into her muzzle, his hands on her neck gently grasping the scaled skin there, pressing his cock deep into her mouth.

She happily took his whole length into her mouth, and began to gently suck on it, her tongue slowly twining about it, the soft length slowly massaging the pulsing member enclosed in her muzzle.

Miralage opened her mouth wide, and let her tongue flick over his length, from the base right up it, lowering her muzzle onto him again and closing her mouth suckling in earnest now.

This is what you want? Isn't it? She asked in a sultry whisper, starting to suckle furiously on him, bringing him rapidly close to his peak with every little flick of her tongue.

He started to thrust into her muzzle, breathing heavily, her small tongue flicking across the head of his member, the little dragonet trying to coax his orgasm from him.

Mmm...give it to me! You know you want to! Come on! In my mouth! Just like you want to! Do it! She urged, suckling furiously, her paws resting on either side of his member as she lowered and raised her head furiously, drawing him from her mouth so only the tip was in her muzzle as she felt him start to orgasm.

She opened her mouth as wide as she could, holding it right at his member, her tongue flicking fervently over the tip of his member as hot cum spurted into her mouth.

With each long, smooth jet of creamy cum, she flicked her tongue across the head, sometimes catching the spurts and smearing them over her tongue, but more often than not his searing, sticky semen shot into her mouth, till she tilted her head and swallowed happily, the slight break allowing some of his cum to spill onto her muzzle.

She took his length back into her mouth and suckled at it furiously, milking his cock for his liquid as it spilled into her mouth, not letting any escape her hungry muzzle as she suckled every last drop from him.

Miralage stared at him, a seductive smile on her face as she lapped at his cock slowly, provocatively cleaning up his hot cum with slow, sensuous stokes, all the time with her eyes locked on him.

Is that what you wanted me to do to you? she asked in a sultry whisper, giving him another long, slow lick.

Brian didn't answer, but again, he didn't need to. He reached down and slowly stroked her neck, affectionately caressing her.

There was something that you wanted to do to me...wasn't there? she asked seductively, crawling up his body and licking his nose.

Brian knew he was being seduced by a creature who was only a few months old, but he didn't care.

She slowly slew around, turning her rear towards him and lifting her tail, revealing her slick, moist, soft lips to his gaze.

He quickly took her hips into his hands and pulled her backwards, bringing her moist slit into range of his tongue, before pressing his mouth against her, slowly flicking his tongue from the base of her luscious flesh to the top, pressing his tongue into her a little, making her arch and purr softly.

Miralage smiled and pressed back against him, lifting her tail even higher, arching her back and pressing her rear against his wonderful mouth, loving the way his tongue flicked over her swollen lips, lovingly caressing her throbbing depths.

Brian twisted his head and pressed his lips firmly against her moist slit, his tongue parting her luscious folds and probing into her depths. Hot liquid spilled from within her body and into his mouth, which he eagerly drank down, lifting a hand and holding her open, using a finger of his other hand to delve into her body, finding her most sensitive spots and lovingly caressing each in turn.

The little red dragon arched her back and spread her wings as his finger slowly invaded her needy body, liquids spilling from between her legs and across his face, a long loud squeal echoing from deep within her body as her already tight depths convulsed against his mouth, even more of her delectable liquids spilling from her depths as she reached her peak, glorious orgasm freezing her body in place.

She slowly collapsed down onto him, breathing fast and deep, her whole body moving with each pleasurable pant.

Brian reached down and pulled her around to face him, laying a deep kiss on her lips.

Miralage opened and closed her mouth a few times after she broke the kiss, experimenting with the taste of her own liquids in her mouth. She decided that the taste was not unpleasant, and began to slowly lick her fluids from his face with quick, provocative flicks of her tongue.

"So what is it you want?" Brian asked of her between passionate strokes of her tongue.

What do you mean? She asked in return, licking his chin sensually.

"Well you wouldn't give me an intensely sexual, sensuous experience like that without wanting something..." He said knowledgably.

I don't want anything. She stated, finishing the delightful job that she had undertook, and curling up on his chest, gently kneading at his skin with her paws while purring contentedly.

Brian raised an eyebrow in surprise and then shrugged, prepared to pass it of as a quirk of draconic personality, but then...

Well...there is one thing... She said, as if embarrassed.

"What is it?" Brian asked with a smile. After what she had just done with him, if she had asked, he would have jumped off a cliff with a candle up his arse singing 'A star fell from heaven'.

Well...could you...could you please just hold me? She asked, as if embarrassed, just like before.

Brian smiled and pulled her close, kissing her, the taste of her liquids strong in both of their mouths, and then wrapped his arms around her, holding her close and lovingly caressing her wings as she purred with bliss and fell asleep in his embrace.

* * *

The standoff continued between Debri and Kershahk, and Frank's and his soldier's.

"Why do you hunt them?" Frank asked, his hand resting on his sword hilt.

"Becaussse we want to." Kershahk hissed in return, taking a step forwards, menacingly staring at the soldiers.

An arrow flew from the trees behind Frank, in response to the dinosaur's movement.

It wasn't a lethal arrow. It had a large, bulbous rock head on it, which slammed into the raptor, knocking him off his feet in a flurry of flailing limbs and a yelp of pain. He would be sore in the morning.

Kershahk stared upwards, dazed and in pain as Debri rushed to his side, kneeling down to make sure he was all right, picking up the stunning arrow and growling low in her throat.

"A...a...a..." Kershahk hissed through clenched teeth, trying to talk.

"What is it?" Debri asked, snapping the arrow in half and growling as several men tried to step forwards. They stepped back again.

"Abovvve." He hissed, staring up at the foliage as the ninja dropped down on them.

Several men were dropped instantly, taken from behind and above by silent dark figures. The ones who were lucky enough to be not standing directly under someone were spared for the first few seconds, before the ninja moved in closer, locking weapons with the survivors.

"Bunch in!" Frank called, drawing his tai-chi sword and sliding around a blow, slicing deep into his enemies flank, drawing blood and spilling the unfortunate man onto the ground.

The men replied to his order instantly, charging towards the centre, where Frank stood, ignoring the enemies. Several of the men went down, but the total concentrated effort meant most of them made it to Frank alive and uninjured, quickly forming a rough circle, comprising the two creatures, loose enough that the enemy wouldn't be just have to fire an arrow into the formation to hit someone.

Debri growled and leapt to her feet, standing over Kershahk protectively as arrows started to whiz over the heads of the soldiers.

"Take him down!" Frank roared as a single enemy dropped from the trees and landed on splayed legs, holding his hands cupped together, a strange orange light building within them.

More than half of the remaining soldiers immediately turned towards the ninja, who was obviously casting some sort of spell, starting to run towards him, the ones on the outside of the group keeping their swords drawn, defending, blocking blows as the men in the centre of the group drew crossbows and bows, aiming at the spellcaster.

Arrows whizzed by the ninja's head, but he ignored them, his mouth moving beneath his mask, mumbling arcane words and then lifting his arms, throwing the orb of light into the air like someone releasing a dove, just as an arrow thudded into his chest, knocking him backwards as several more arrows slammed into his falling body.

Frank roared with anger as the ball lifted until it was above the treetops and flashed once, twice, and then dissipated.

A long, loud roar echoed from deep in the forest, and something lifted off from the trees in the distance, something as big as a dragon, but ugly, misshapen, and with leathery skin, two massive batlike wings flapping hard as it powered towards the magical signal that had already disappeared.

The creature landed in amongst the trees with a crashing thud, several branches showering down on the men arranged on the ground.

It leaned down, and roared.

And then it reached out with a huge clawed hand, picking up a soldier and effortlessly holding him in its massive, rib-breaking embrace.

It leaned down and nuzzled into the soldier's chest, a sickening crunching sound echoing around the clearing and the soldiers body falling limp as the front half of his chest was raggedly torn off.

The creature leaned down even further, jaws slicked with blood and meaty gobs of flesh splattering the foliage; it fixed its eyes on the remaining soldiers and roared.