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(edited 12/10/08 for font correction and version update) James woke with a groan, his body sore and aching from the intense training that Joe and the others had put him through the previous afternoon. Those bastards... He thought to himself. They knew he had a break day today and they had deliberately overworked him so he would not have the energy to do anything. He would show them, he growled to himself and rolled out of bed. Landing on the cold floor with a grunt and staggering to his feet he limped over to get some water. Splashing the cold liquid from the basin onto his face and sipping a little he slowly stretched and massaged his limbs until he stopped quivering and felt he could face the day. Walking down the stairs, he bumped into Jane, the buxom tavern cook and maid. Everyone knew she was keeping company with Joe but no one dared say a word about it. "Morning Jane", he said, surprised at how tired he sounded, "what's for breakfast?" He stifled a yawn as he looked at her through bleary eyes. "Well there's still some beef left from last night if ya want go carve yourself some slices, but by the look of it ya'd have trouble lifting the knife" She eyed him up and down speculatively. James grinned weakly and made it to the mess hall. He looked at the remains of the sizable roast upon the table and grinned as an idea came into his head. Slicing off several large chunks for himself he sat down and slowly ate, feeling himself relax and the aches dim as his body adjusted, finishing the plate he walked over to the bar and looked for Jane again. She flounced past with a handful of mugs and looked at him curiously as he caught her attention with a wave. "I'm going out to look round the forest and learn the area so I'll need some food along for the trip, Can I take the leftovers with me?", he smiled innocently at the barmaid as she leaned and looked at the large joint left on the spit. "What...all of it?" she asked bemusedly, looking back at him "Well I'll cut off what I want and leave the bone behind for the dogs" James said, "Of course I couldn't eat all that " "Well, I suppose so... I wan' the skewer back though. We seem to have lost some," she said pointedly and left as James grinned to himself. Looking round to make sure he was alone he grunted and lifted the joint onto his shoulder. Making his way up the stairs again to his room he tugged a sack from his pack and covered the meat tightly, turning it into a large shapeless bundle before making his way back down again. Staggering up to the guards at the gate he nodded at them "Just some rubbish for the midden", he puffed, as they let him out, watching as he headed for the midden behind the keep and losing interest as he rounded the corner. Dropping the joint behind a bush, he hoped it would be safe there for the short time it would take him to saddle up and head for the lake, he made sure to emphasize his tiredness as he staggered past the guards again. They would be going off duty soon and would report to Joe that they had seen him heading back to his room. As the gates closed behind him James grinned and headed to the stables, stuffing the rolled crimson dragon banner in one saddlebag and some extra slices of beef and a jug of wine in the other. Peering from the stable he made sure the coast was clear, sure enough, the guards wandered off as they were relieved by two replacements. James couldn't see who the new shift was but he waited till the earlier shift had disappeared into the mess hall before leading his horse quietly into the inner bailey. Mounting up., he headed for the gates, recognizing the two glowering faces on duty as they glared up at him. "Hello Jack..., Eric", he grinned at them "Why you did two land the gate duty?" both novices looked askance at his query. "Joe didn't like us talking to Jane yesterday", Eric mumbled, "He said a few hours on our feet would make us appreciate all her hard work" Jack sneered as he looked up at James, the corners of his mouth turned down "Off to see to your doxy then?" James grinned broadly at him "Do I look as if Id be able to do anything with a doxy?" laughing he eased his horse through the gates and around towards the forest as the gates closed behind him. Jack's thin leering face of was the last thing to disappear from his vision. Adjusting his heading he pulled up at the bush where he had stashed his meat. He grunted and lifted it onto the gelding's rump, struggling to tie it into position. A man should never visit a lady without dinner and a gift he thought to himself cheerfully. Cill snored quietly in her lair, her efforts at mastering the invisibility spell having taken their toll on her, and though she had briefly achieved a short disappearance, it was only to feel sudden exhaustion when she reappeared. She shifted on the blanket and murred in her sleep, the leakage of pleasure from James mind turning into pleasant dreams as she slumbered. James rode slowly down the road before taking the turn towards the lake, he thought of what Nokala had said and wondered exactly how one went about getting close to a dragoness that could rip you apart if you did something wrong, remembering the last time they had been together. She had been warm and soft to the touch, not cold or slimy, he also couldn't shake the feeling of her breasts as they had pressed against him, giving a little shrug to himself he wandered on deep in thought. Letting the horse take its time he wandered through the forest, smiling to himself as the lake came into view. It was amazing that he had seen it at all that first time. It was so well hidden and it had only been luck he had caught the shimmer of water. Stopping near the edge, he looked round for Cill but saw no sign of her. Tying his horse to the tree and making sure he had adequate room to graze James walked down to the lake edge, stretching in the sun. With the saddlebags on one shoulder and the joint weighing him down on the other, he felt ready. Dropping both with a sigh of relief he sank slowly to the grassy edge and lay back with a smile. Chewing on a grass stem, he wondered if he could hear Cill again. Relaxing and letting his thoughts focus on her as he lay there he thought he could catch a hint of her mind, a slight trickle of emotion/feeling/anxiety/desire that he couldn't put a finger on. He got the impression she was asleep, as odd images seemed to flicker past his minds eye. Shucking off his jerkin he spread it out carefully on the grass beneath him and lay back, the sun warming his bare chest and the air filled with the whiz and zing of insects as they flew over the water on their own mysterious business. His eyes grew heavy and he let them close and dozed off. Cill groaned softly in her sleep, her dreams suddenly taking on a more vivid character, she felt warm skin against her breast, tender hands stroking her and a soft touch on her snout. Images tumbled through her mind, shifting from handsome male dragons to those of James. Awaking with a startled squeak, she found her hindquarters writhing slowly on the blanket, and her mind catching the last fleeting glimpses of the dream. Flushing with sudden embarrassment she looked out the entrance to her lair. The sun was up and warm and she could feel him. Down at the lake, she fussed with herself in front of the mirror and after making certain that she was looking splendid and had no dull or flaking scales she slipped lightly out the door and headed to the lakeside. Snoring gently by the lake, James's own dreams were mixed and confused. He found himself running after Cill down long winding tunnels and always just seeming to miss her, the flip of a tail or wing showing him where to run. When he did finally seem to catch her, she had turned and was lying on the blanket he had given her and the look in her eyes was both predatory and arousing... Cill carefully made her way along and smiled as she saw him, eyes closed and mouth open, making a buzzing noise as he slept. 'Silly' she thought to herself, only a human would let themselves be open to attack from any passing beast. Grinning suddenly, her teeth flashed as a splendid idea suddenly occurred to her. Taking a deep breath, she murmured the words of the invisibility spell. She probably wouldn't be able to hold it for more than a few minutes... but that would be long enough for some fun. James snorted in his sleep; grunting and jerking his arm up as something tickled his ear. He rolled over a little and tried to get back to sleep again, but he automatically fumbled as something wet and warm stroked his other ear. Opening his eyes he looked round, there was nothing there. Standing slowly and stretching luxuriously, he smacked his lips and raised his arms high above his head when suddenly something nudged behind his knees, making him sit down fast with a grunt. Clambering swiftly to his feet he frantically whirled about, looking for the joker. Nothing... wiping his suddenly sweaty forehead with his palm he thought rapidly, perhaps there were beings here other than Cill, fairies or sprites or nastier creatures that liked to play magical tricks on innocent travelers. Something long and wet slithered over his neck and he yelped and spun, trying to bat whatever it was out of the way before it did something terrible to him. Failing to connect with anything he backed away, looking round wildly only to trip over something unseen in the grass and land on his rump. This was too much! Hearing a sudden chuckling in his head he turned around and saw Cill there grinning at him, *you're sitting on my tail you know* He laughed out loud and stood up again "well you shouldn't leave it there for me to trip over", he chuckled and rubbed his rump ruefully, "I take it that was you making me look foolish in front of you as usual", he said, making himself comfortable again on the jerkin and trying to look relaxed. Cill nodded enthusiastically *I've learnt the invisibility spell! However, it is hard to keep up for any time and makes me tired. If I use it more often, It will become easier for me* she lowered herself to the ground beside him. "I wish I could do magic like that", James mused, "It must be very handy for you..", he felt foolish and tried not to sound inane, how did one go about making small talk with a dragoness? Cill stretched her neck and nodded slowly, *It's what saved us, hard to hit something you can't see... and it is also loads of fun* Her long tongue flicked over her lips as another naughty idea presented itself. *I could come and see you in your room at the keep,* she said with a grin. James flushed and imagined the uproar if someone walked in and found him with a dragoness in his bed. "Perhaps when you get better at it", he chuckled, reaching over he grabbed the sack with the joint in it. "I bought some breakfast for you", unwrapping it carefully and offering it to her with as much as a flourish as he could manage. Cill carefully reached out and took it from him gently, remembering how fragile Marre had said humans were. *Why thank you*, she murmured, lowering herself slowly to the ground and starting to gnaw eagerly upon the joint. James watched with a smile "Your father said you held onto things tightly and I see what he meant now". He leaned back and felt the sun warm his body, how amazing to be here and now he thought. *What else did he say about us? Me*, she corrected hastily feeling her jowls grow hot. "Mmm... that's a secret", James murmured as he grinned at her. Cill gave him a poke with a forepaw and swallowed a chunk of beef, *Come on... they never tell me anything interesting.* James caught the paw in his hands and stroked her palm "Well, He said this council of yours was kind of confused about what to do and he knows I'm not going to harm you," Cill sniffed daintily *As if you could harm me anyway*, she said matter-of-factly, tearing off another chunk of the joint. James nodded slowly "Sounded silly to me too...' he stroked her paw curiously, feeling the soft pad of her palm and the thickening hide as he moved back from it. Cill gave a mental giggle and a jerk as his fingers brushed over the pad *That tickles!* James smiled "Dragons are ticklish?" he did it again, eliciting another squeak 'Where else are you ticklish? I didn't think a mighty dragoness would be ticklish". Cill tried to look dignified *You shouldn't tickle mighty dragonesses during their breakfast*. James grinned and nodded, he did not let go of her paw though. "Oh, and he wants me to meet someone too... I don't know who...," he said, returning to the conversation. Cill blinked *Probably my mother again...* James shook his head "No, he said it was an Elder of the Dragon Council". Cill stopped eating *Marre... what are they up to?* she murmured, half to herself, going back to finishing off the last of the joint and delicately licking her talons clean. James watched this with fascination and more than a little arousal, her tongue was at least a foot long and extremely talented. He shifted in his seat "He did say ...That we... could get in a lot of trouble if we keep seeing each other. But I think I can cope with that... how about you?" He stroked her free paw gently and met her gaze, Cill gulped a little *I think I could cope with that too...* she murmured, leaning closer to him. James smiled and gave her a kiss on the snout "I thought so. I find you most lovely and interesting to talk with and want to get to know you better". Cill felt herself grow warm and wriggled a little, her tail swishing through the grass slowly. *And I find you well mannered and pleasant as well as strangely attractive*, she murmured, leaning up to give him a soft lick along the cheek, more gentle this time and not with the full length of the slippery appendage. James stroked his hands along the elegant line of her jaw, "I count myself very lucky to have met you, Cill", and gliding them slowly along her throat, he felt the subtle difference in her scales, the softer hide of her throat and chest almost like smooth leather. He felt her rumble gently and almost stopped then realized she was giving off a purring hum, "I didn't know dragons purred too", he chuckled "What else can you teach me?" Cill reached out and stroked him gently with a paw, testing her touch against his clothing first... *Mmmm.. I'm sure I'll think of something*. Her heart was pounding loudly in her chest and she wondered if he could hear it swishing as she could, she held back and concentrated on exploring him, not wanting to let go. James slowly slid his hands down her chest, hesitating a little when he came to her breasts. Taking a deep breath, he continued down, caressing them gently and feeling the nipples harden against his palms as they brushed delicately over them. "I didn't know dragons had breasts either," he murmured to her as he leaned close, breathing against her cheek. *W-we need them to feed hatchlings*, stammered Cill as she slowly stroked his back, her paws sliding over the smooth skin, pressing a little harder this time. "Have you had hatchlings before?" asked the impudent human, his touch making a slow heat build in her loins. *N-no... I've never mated before*, she admitted shyly, sure she was making a fool of herself and in front of a human no less. "Nor have I", said James, letting his hands slide off her breasts and down further, feeling the muscles jump in her belly at his caress. After taking another slow breath, he grinned up at her. "Oh... I've got something else for you too". Cill trembled and nodded as he slowly broke away from her and walked over to the saddlebag and opening it pulled out the rolled fabric. "A gift for my lovely silver dragoness", he murmured, bowing as he offered the folder banner to her. "I thought it would look nice in your lair". Several things happened at once at that point in Cill's head and body. He had claimed her as his own - in his own words, and not only that - had brought something specifically for her lair, a draconic prelude to mating like no other. She felt herself flush hotly and tried to calm her shaking paws as she took the banner and unrolled it, gaping at the serpentine dragon in embroidered gold upon it. "It would look nice on a wall", he said, holding an edge against her scales "and it goes well on you too... ulp!" James suddenly found himself grabbed and hugged tightly against her chest, the rumbling purr strong in her throat as her paws stroked up and down his back slowly. Stroking her back along the neck, he tried not to panic as she undulated slowly with him, his hands caressing her neck firmly. He could smell a strong spicy scent that tickled his nose and set his pulse racing, he wasn't ready for this yet, nor did he think he had the energy required. This wasn't a dragoness - it was a volcano in heat! He felt her tongue, hot and wet, lick slowly up his bare chest, his own nipples stiffening under its caress. "Mmmm...Cill, Are you ready for this?" he heard himself ask her, surprising himself, and getting ready to enjoy it and try his best if she was. Hearing his words Cill took a breath and relaxed her grip as her eyes unglazed somewhat. *Not really*, she murmured, looking at him then at the ground *But you make me feel...* she did not finish the sentence and then smiled at him as he kissed her gently on the snout. "I guess your father is wiser than both of us", he chuckled, "He knew this was going to happen... and I'm glad it did". Cill nodded slowly, *How and why I don't know, but it feels right...* She looked shyly at James, *Mother said you felt the same about me too...that's what scared her*. James nodded and tried giving her a lick along her snout, "That's the best I can do", he chuckled at her startled expression, "I don't know how we are to work this out. But yes... I do want you with all my heart". He said and was almost surprised to find he meant it, Caroline having faded to a pale shadow against his lovely dragoness. Cill nodded, feeling a warm rush through her body, she had found a mate who truly cared for her, though she felt something was not quite right yet and to wait a little longer. Her instincts silently warned her against haste as unbeknownst to her she had begun to ovulate, the egg's release triggered by her body's reaction to his presence and her state of mind. Subtle hormonal changes beginning to alter her body chemistry and accelerate her heat. *W-would you like to see my lair?* she asked shyly, in dragon society this would be committing herself to a mate and taking a large risk of rejection if he didn't like her hoard or lair. *It's not much yet. But I'm making it larger and nicer* James grinned and took her paw in his hand, "lead the way"