Dragon's mate (Psionic and I)

Sya rumbled in the while she flew, using just a few beats of her wings to keep them airborne and moving forward in the air before reaching Farrith's resting place higher up on the mountain. She waits for Talver to dismount before walking over to the pile of boulders she had created to mark and protect her mate's resting place. She carefully looked over them, searching for a good spot to remove one or two so she could create a niche to place the worked remains. Perhaps later she and Talver could find a way to seal it up better with smaller rocks, moss and dirt. She doesn't want the things that are being returned to Farrith touched by human hands again after they are placed. Selecting a couple of the smaller sized rocks she grabbed them in her mouth and placed them off to the side for the moment, creating a good sized gap that would nicely house the remains.

Business taken care of, she turned to the settled area of earth. She still knows how he's orientated, and moves so that she can lay her head over Farrith's. Great as what she and Talver are sharing currently, if she could go back and keep Farrith from being ambushed by the humans she would without thinking and without regret.

The last couple of flights Talver had taken with Sya had been exhilirating affairs of fun and bonding. In contrast, this flight was grim and silent. Talver still felt absolutely horrible for forgetting just what he and the others had done to Farrith's remains a year ago, and he could tell from the way Sya was flying that she wasn't her usual energetic sky-loving self.

Once Sya touched down to where Farrith had been buried, Talver quickly got off her neck and stepped back from her, giving her some space as she worked over the grave. He felt even worse after she laid down on the ground quietly in a seemingly depressed way. Even though he had been more elated than he could ever have imagined at learning that she was carrying children concieved by him, it wasn't worth this sadness that he had inflicted upon Sya. Again, he found himself desperately wishing he had been more perceptive and wise in the past, wishing he hadn't stolen Sya's love from her. Even though she was going to bear children now, Talver knew he could never truly replace Sya's husband or the love the dragon must have given her. And so, Talver quietly sat down some distance away, giving Sya space for her grief while they waited for the others to catch up.

After a period of time that feelt all too long for such brooding, the others finally arrived, pulling the creaking wagon up the rest of the way into the place of Farrith's grave. Again, Norman and the few people who accompanied him got another proverbial slap in the face to see that even dragons had rites for their dead. But there was nothing else they could do but finish what they had come for. Norman got behind the wagon and pushed it the rest of the way until it was near the small crevice that had obviously been opened up for the wagon's contents. "We cannot take back what we did," Norman said after he stopped pushing the wagon, "but we return to you the stolen remains so that they can be honored and laid to rest to make your husband whole again, Sya the Dragon."

Sya lifted her head when the rest of the humans had finally gotten to the grave site. Her eyes still hold a look of complete sadness as she gets to her feet with a grunt. She huffed, two small tendrils of smoke rising from her nostrils before she changed back into her two legged form. She walked over to the cart and took the largest piece to place in the hole first. She would do this by herself, and she backed it with a growl when a couple of the humans moved forward to try to help. Predictably they step back in fear when she does. Each item she arranges with great care in the crevice. Happy with the arrangement she walked away from it to change back into her natural form in order to put the stones back into place. Finished with that task she groaned as she stretched out, her body under duress from to many changes in a sort time period in her condition.

Silently, the group watched on as Sya approached, shifted to humanoid form, and began taking the remians to place them in the partially-opened grave. Once they realized what she was doing, a few moved forward to assist, but a growl from Sya sent them back to standing by. They remained silent as Sya finished collecting everything, and turned back into her true form to place the boulders back over the grave, before she stretched and slumped to the ground with a groan.

Talver was also watching, or trying to, as he was feeling thoroughly depressed and kept looking away. He still couldn't believe how he had brought such pain on Sya in his past ignorance, but there was nothing to be done about it specifically now. Once Sya finished her labors and laid herself to the ground, Talver recognized her pained, exhausted groan and quickly rushed to the side of her neck and head to try and comfort her. "Hey there..." He said softly to her as he started massaging at her serpentine neck with his hands. "Take it easy, rest...don't stress yourself, or the pips..."

After a moment, one of the other villagers by the name of Joseph, who was also on the governing council of the town, took a few steps forward. "What's wrong with her? Is she alright?" He asked with a small amount of concern.

Talver turned his head to look at everyone else. "I think she'll be fine, but changing forms is getting more difficult for her, now that she's carrying eggs." He explained.

There was a moment of silence as the villagers processed this. "She's pregnant?" Someone blurted out. "Wait, but if..." Norman started, as he then trailed off and glanced at the grave, before turning back to Sya and Talver. "Do dragons gestate longer than humans?" He asked.

Talver shook his head. "I don't think so, no."

Norman then tilted his head. "Are there any other dragons that have come to these mountains that we should know about?" He asked in worry.
"Uh, no, not that I know of..."

There was another moment of confused silence. "Then...who? Or what..." The question trailed off, as it was an akward one to ask.

Talver took a deep breath and sighed. He knew it would have to come out sometime, and now was probably as good a time as any. "Well...me." He stated simply.

The reaction was a moment of stunned silence, followed by exclamations of disgust from most of the group. "You!? But that means....that's sick!" "How could you, Talver? Mingling your blood like that?" The comments continued as the other humans backed away, starting to make for the path down the mountains. Joseph and Norman stuck back slightly, as Joseph grimly stared at Talver. "This is just...a crime against all that is good and natural. This will be brought before the rest of the council. Consider yourself exiled, do not return and bring your filth into our town." Joseph then turned and started walking off, with only Norman left standing. He just looked at Talver with an expression of mixed betrayal and pity, before he shook his head silently and also began the walk down the mountain, leaving the empty wagon behind.

Talver was shocked and openmouthed at the reception. Exile. He couldn't go back to the town even if Sya would let him. Everyone he had come to know in the village...he would never see them again. Talver then numbly slumped backwards onto his rear, resting up inside the side of Sya's neck, as he fought back tears. "They...they left me..." He croaked out. "I can't...go back again..." With a sniffle, he turned and buried his face into Sya's smooth scales. "You're all I have left now..."

Sya gave a soft huff when Talver came over to her and started massaging her neck, trying to reassure him that she'll be okay after a bit of rest. She watched cautiously as Joseph asked if she's okay. She nodded to back up Talver's statement that she would be alright.

She started to get nervous and tense when she heard the villagers learn of her pregnancy. They had proven quite dangerous to a full grown dragon, never mind hatchlings that can't defend themselves, imparticularly half breed ones. If they come after her children she would raze their village to the ground, despite anything she had promised Talver. She made no answer when Norman asked if dragons gestate longer then humans. In truth, the gestation period is shorter, but dragon young stay smaller compared to human young for longer.

Her heart stopped as they came to the conclusion she had been dreading. Though they might not be armed now, that doesn't stop them from getting weapons, they know where her layer is... The fear of them coming after her and Talver rang through her.

She watched with cold eyes as Joseph banished Talver from the village. Hot and quick rage spread through for just how arrogant the little humans are, how dare they forget that dragons had been around much longer then they had been walking on two legs, and too boot Sya and Farrith had claimed this land as home for at least a century before their arrival.

But she has to put that aside for now and tend to Talver. A concerned rumble came from her when he fell against her neck. She twisted around to nuzzle him gently, trying to console him. She, of all the creatures he knows, understands the best what he's going through. Sya only breaks their contact for a few seconds to better arrange herself around him. They would stay here until until he's ready to head home.

As Talver clung to Sya, he felt her get up and adjust her position slightly so that she could better curl her body around his. He quite appreciated it, as he had run the gamut of emotions today and was now feeling lost and confused, and Sya's enveloping body formed a comforting, stable bubble that he could calm down in. His hand continue to lightly stroke Sya's scales automatically, while he sniffled with his face burned against her neck.

After some time, Talver felt somewhat calmed down, or at least more numb. He took in a ragged breath, and tightly hugged Sya's neck again. "Thank you..." He whispered. "Whatever happens, I don't...I don't regret that we're together. It's just...a lot to happen in one day..." After huggin Sya for a few more moments, he felt well enough to stand back up on his own. "I'm ready to go back to the lair when you are..."

Sya rumbled and hunched her shoulders down so he climb on her shoulders again. She grumbled slightly at the thought of taking off like she had before. It had been difficult enough without being pregnant. With a louder grunt she took off after he mounted again. Just like getting there she used as few wings beats as possible, but instead of directly taking them back to the lair she took a small pleasure flight over some of the rougher terrain of the mountain. When they reached home and he dismounted again she bunted against him softly with her muzzle to check in on him.

A full month and then some passed. During that time Sya grew increasingly bigger in the middle, which made movement a bit more of a hassle. Her once fluid gate for a creature her size and shape became a pronounced waddle. As a side effect she was more tired for the energy she was spending. To both her relief and discomfort the day had finally come to lay her eggs and start the incubation period.

A couple days before when the eggs had started moving down her channel she had prepped the layers of materials that she would set fire to once the eggs had been safely deposited. Now she sticks close to it, pained grunts, huffs, and pants coming from her as powerful contractions ripple through her, working to move the eggs out.

Talver didn't say anything, or even think much of anything, on the ride back to Sya's lair. He was still somewhat numb over what had just happened. Eventually, he noticed Sya was taking a more scenic route than a direct flight home, and smiled to himself at her thought. Flying with her really was an amazing experience, every time, something he could never have even dreamed of before meeting Sya. So, for the moment, he let the wind take his cares away, as he looked down on the world with the gifted perspective of the sky. After landing, he chuckled quietly when Sya gently nudged him with her head, and gratefully rubbed her scales in return.

***

After a month, things had begun settling into some kind of normalcy, thanks to interacting with and taking care of Sya taking up most of Talver's time, leaving him little to think about what had happened with his fellows. Not that he pined after them, for as Talver realized, the situation wouldn't have been much different with him needing to stay with Sya, even if he hadn't been banished. So, when the day finally came for Sya to lay her eggs, it was a day of excitement for him as he rushed about all morning to get food, water, and other materials for Sya to assist her. Now, he was by her side, massaging her belly and doing his best to make her comfortable during her labor.

Sya's claws gauged left deep grooves in the stone as a powerful, body shaking contraction ripped through her again. Her next huff was one of relief and pain as a single, stone colored a couple times smaller then an ostrich's slid along the curve of her tail to land on the safe mat of the grass and leaves. She sighed and took a couple deep breaths, resting while she can. She closed her eyes in exhaustion, but soon opened them when the next wave of contractions started up again. When the third and final egg had been delivered, Sya felt completely drained, both mentally and physically, but she knew she couldn't rest it. She moved away a bit before craning her head around and blowing a small burst of flame over the precious eggs and the nest of burnable material so it caught fire. The flames would finishing letting their offspring incubate, which is why she and Farrith had been collecting material in the first place. Now comes the task of tending the fire and make sure their children stay warm until they hatch. With a soft rumble Sya gave Talver a soft nudge before laying her head down and taking the time to recover.

With little else he could do to help, Talver did the best he could to make Sya feel better during her labor, constantly talking to her and speaking words of encouragement while he moved around her entire body to massage what sore spots he could. Sya eventually laid one, two, then three eggs before her pangs seemed to cease. Talver stepped back as Sya turned to ignite the nest and envelope the eggs in small flames. Talver turned and smiled at Sya as he rubbed her head once more. "You did it, you got through it...you did wonderful, Sya. Rest now, you've earned it..."

Once Sya started nodding off, Talver turned to the task of tending to the eggs himself, adjusting more material every now and again into the small nest of embers, keeping the heat constant and stable as Farrith would have done. As Talver worked, the thoughts just kept going through his head every time he looked at the grey eggs, that inside them were his children too. He could still barely believe it. Even so, Talver worked tirelessly, never breaking his concentration on faithfully tending the fire as Sya needed him to. For several hours, Talver watched the fire, never failing his vigil, until Sya had recovered enough to be awake again.

Over the next couple days Sya of course felt sore, but recovered quickly from her labor. She joined Talver in tending to their eggs, rearranging them and adding more to the fire when needed. She carefully watched how Talver is doing as well. Losing his people had been a big blow, and minding their hatchlings takes some mental strain as well.

She waited until he had fallen asleep to put into use her plan for a little bit of fun between them. As quietly as possible she padded over to his sleeping place in her two legged form. She grinned as she used the tip of her tail to tickle the back of his knees, which is certainly a pleasant experience for her. Luckily the very sensitive tip of her tail hadn't been to badly damaged from the arrow wound.

The next few days were a blur for Talver as he threw himself into the task of tending to the eggs in almost every waking moment. He tackled the job with such a zeal for a twofold reason: the first being that they were his children, a fact that continued to stay at the forefront of his mind so that he did everything in his power to make sure they were safe and growing well, to do everything right the first time. But also he was able to distract himself from his banishment by focusing nearly all his attention on the eggs. What attention he had to spare was for Sya, as he gave her massages in her dragon form and did everything he could to help her incubate the eggs in comfort.

After another tiring day of hunting for food and materials, tending to his "woman" and his children, Talver had flopped to sleep on his belly on a stuffed mattress he had fashioned himself, covered with a fur blanket and situated next to Sya's nesting bed of straw in the cave. He had just begun to softly snore when he felt the light tickling in the sensitive backs of his knees. He snorted and startled a little at the sudden sensation, blinking his eyes open and turning on his side to look at his 'attacker' in the dim light provided by the embers that the eggs sat on nearby. "Huhnn? Sya?" he said a little sleepily as he returned to awareness. "Oh! You're in your other form again. Heh, what was the tickling fo--wait...what are you up to, my lovely lizard?" Talver asked in a playful voice, and using one of the 'pet names' he had started to call Sya by on occasion.

Sya chuffed and rumbled a laugh when he came around and asked her what she's up to. Many times she had lovingly corrected him that dragons are not lizards. Her kind is much to intelligent to be a simple critter. Still, she lets him get away with it to keep him in good spirits. In return she calls him her lovely human. "I thought some play would be good. We've been working hard lately." She brought her tail up from his knees to his to the seam of thighs before giving it a good waggle. She gets the added benefit of the tickling giving her quite pleasant sensations through her highly sensitive tail tip.

A good amount of tension that Talver had been building up for the past several days began to bleed out of him at Sya's suggestion. "We have been busy, indeed...and that sounds like a wonderful idea." He sharply inhaled a stimulated breath as Sya moved her tail to tickle the inside of his thigh, then smiled as he reached with one hand to stroke a finger down the tip of her tail, well knowing by now that her tail is sensitive and pleasing to her. He looks up to her again with a warm, soft grin that he's never quite looked at her with before. "We've only been together for a few weeks, and already it's been too long since I've been able to relax and just...let things go with you. C'mere, you." He said lightly as he gestured to Sya to join him on his makeshift fur-covered bed.

Sya gave a happy purr rumble when visible Talver visibly relaxed at her suggestion. She gave a happy sigh when he reached out to stroke her tail tip. She had never seen that particular look on his face, but she does rather like it. It doesn't take a second invite for her to lay down next to him on her back and bring him onto her body, letting her use him as matteress. She started to rub his back and shoulders, hoping it would help him relax even more.

Sya's contented sounds served to hearten Talver further, knowing that, for this moment at least, she herself was happy. That was why he grinned as he was, he wanted to see her in good spirits, he wanted to make her feel pleased. He had never felt this way before for another woman, where his only desire was to see her fulfilled. With his children--their children--incubating in the ember-pit, they were making a new future for themselves, a new direction that Talver felt fully comfortable dedicating his life to.

He watched her as she eagerly lay down beside him on his bed, and he shifted his body to face her, and was pleasantly surprised when she pulled him on top of her. He wondered why specifically, until he felt her hands reach around him and knead into his shoulders and back. The effect was quick and strong. "Ohhhhhh..." Talver's eyes fluttered closed as he let out a breath of pleasure, and he let his muscles relax and his body slump comfortably against Sya's. Talver couldn't remember the last time he had a massage like this, and he couldn't believe what he had been missing. At the same time, he wanted Sya to feel as good as he did.

He reached with one hand to softly stroke the side of her reptilian face while he softly nuzzled into the scales of her neck. At the same time, with his legs between Sya's, he felt around with his feet until he found her tail, then slowly slid the pads of his feet down the length of it until the tip was captured between his feet, and he gently rubbed against her tail-tip as he knew that would feel good for her. At the same time, his manhood had awakened in his pants and was bulging enough that Sya could probably feel it pressing against her, but he didn't say anything; if she wanted it, she would let him know. For now, he was just as happy to lie there, embracing each other and working to bring satisfaction and relaxation to each other's body.

It was immenesely gratifying to Sya to feel him relax instantly under her massage. The tension in his muscles had started to ebb when she had suggested a bit of fun, but now it had totally ebbed out of him. The image of what a rock must feel like when one of her kind decides to sun itself on it comes to mind.

She nuzzled him back, enjoying the feel of his whiskers against her scales. The calloused skin of his feet creates quite a pleasing effect as he works them over her tail tip. Sya chuckled again. "I see you are enjoying yourself." She gave his backside a pat to indicate exactly what she means.

Talver was entirely relaxed and pleased to nuzzle and cuddle with his dragoness, as it was a simple, fulfilling pleasure. Her comment and pat on his backside, however, served to put a naughty grin on his face as he leaned his head back to look into her eyes again. "I suppose I am...but do you want to 'enjoy' me, too?" He said with a light tone of playful arrogance, but without waiting for Sya's response he reached down with a hand and worked to tug his shirt up and off of himself, letting him once again savor the sensation of the bare skin of his chest rubbing against the scales of Sya's.

With one hand cupping and massaging into Sya's shoulder and neck, Talver reached down with his other hand to also undo his pants, which he kicked off to leave his body just as naked as Sya's. He then leaned back down to cuddle with her while also stealing a kiss from her draconic maw, holding it deep and passionate for several moments while he used his human tongue to try and play with Sya's long, serpentine one. When he broke off, he met her gaze once again. "So...how would you like to do this tonight? Or...do you want me to take the lead...?" He asked with a glint in his eyes.

Sya feels a bit like a cat with her kittens while she nuzzles Talver for a bit. But then again, it always works for the felines, so she supposed this isn't such a bad thing. She gave a snort when he asked if she wants to enjoy him as well. The snort is followed up with a chuckled at his following actions, considering they both know the answer to that rhetorical question. It gave her a small rush of pleasure to feel his body pressed against hers again as well.

She leaned her head back, bringing her neck and shoulders up and forward for him to massage more. She gave an appreciative growl when he stripped down and brought his lips to hers. Tongue tag had sort of become a short of running joke between them. Put his blunt through the narrow slit in hers. Her tail twitched underneath them as she considered what he'd said. "I think I'll trust you tonight to lead the fun." She wants to see what he has in mind that's causing the devious glint in his eyes.

Talver let out another soft groan and his eyes fluttered closed for a moment as Sya increased her massage of his back, and he cuddled her tighter for a moment before propping himself up on his hands and leaning up a little. "Hmm...well, in that case... how about..." With a momentarily self-disappointed sigh at breaking away from Sya's massage, Talver leaned back and got his legs under him so that he was kneeling on his mattress. He then took Sya's hands in his own and pulled her up with him so that she could straddle him and press her upright body against his own, while his erect manhood pressed against Sya's belly--though he ignored it for the moment.

Talver then went still for a moment as he just looked into Sya's eyes for several long moments. "The first time we did it...it was forced hatesex to get me to mate with you, with you controlling things on top." He spoke softly as he bought one hand up to tenderly cup the side of Sya's face again while his other arm went around her and under her wings to rub at her back. "The second time...it was rough and angry sex after the bad memories brought up by Farrith's grave, with me forcing you down and going hard on you." He continued, not breaking his eye contact with Sya to maintain a deep connection with her while he spoke. "This time...let us be equals. Let us make love together. Getting rough would still be fun...but let us care for each other this time. Wrap me in your wings again, hold me close..." He asked as he finally broke eye contact and dipped his head to slowly lean forward and nuzzle into Sya's neck once more while he let her ready herself.

Sya released him from her massage and watched him curiously leaned up from her massage. His sigh told her he didn't want to at least. She caught on quickly to what he's up to. Simply making himself more comfortable, which is perfectly fine by her. Only on the verge of death would she not have noticed his hardened blade pressing into the soft scales of her belly.

She met his gaze levelly, though she has the benefit of not needing to blink for longer. To show her appreciation for the returned massage sh leaned her head into his cupping palm. She listened to him speak, not breaking their gazes. "You do not have to ask for that. I will give you all can if you give me all that you can." As requested, she folded her wings around his body, creating soft, warm, if slightly leathery blanket. Her hot breath breaks against his skin in steady, deep bursts as she joins him in nuzzling against his neck and shoulders.

Talver gently drew his thumb across Sya's cheek as she leaned her head into his hand, giving him an oddly satisfied feeling at her being receptive to his affections. A deep sense of comfort descended on Talver as Sya wrapped her wings around him while straddling his knelt-down lap. In the few times she had done it, he had grown to love the feeling of her leathery scaled blanket-like appendages enveloping him, as it was a more thorough embrace than any human could ever have given. Her slow, hot breaths against his bare skin further enhanced the experience, causing him to shudder from the warmth chasing back the bite of the chill cave air. The scales of her generous chest rubbed up against his own, with her flesh pleasantly squishing against him. All the while, he rubbed his hand quicker and more firmly into Sya's back, with his other hand joining the first, wanting her to feel as good as he did while they mutually entwined and nuzzled at each other's necks.

Talver's shaft began throbbing warmly against Sya's belly as his arousal at their intimacy climbed, and soon, Talver couldn't take it any more. His hands slowed and stopped their massage of Sya's back and trailed down to her hips. Gently gasping Sya's figure, he lifted and guided her hips up to the point where the entrance to her slit was pressed against the tip of his manhood. Talver's right hand glided over Sya's ass to the top of the base of her tail, and Talver began sliding his hand down her tail. He curled his fingers around it and pulled it with him as he moved his hand down and around, until he had maneuvered Sya's tail to curl around his side to behind him, with his hand behind his back and gripping the tip of Sya's tail. With his his other hand cradling Sya's hips and ass, Talver broke away from the nuzzle-play so that he could again look into Sya's eyes while he breathed slowly and shortly. Staring into the soul of her reptilian eyes, Talver felt the love again surge in his chest for this dragoness who had once abducted him, but now he couldn't imagine living without her. Talver said nothing, for no words were sufficient.

Talver kept the two of them on the teasing edge for a few moments, before he made several simultaneous motions. He squeezed down on the tip of Sya's tail with his hand, knowing that would send little shocks of pleasure to her, while at the same time he stopped supporting her hips with his arm and pulled her down while he bucked his hips up, spearing his cock into her. Talver gasped at the suddenness of the sensations of having his shaft warmly buried in Sya's folds once again, and his head tilted back with his body supported by the embrace of her wings. Talver then began rolling his hips up and down while his left hand helped any of Sya's motions, thrusting into her while he also began to grind his thumb into the tip of Sya's tail. Talver remembered back to the last time they had mated, just before the townspeople had climbed the mountain, and he brought his head forward into the crook of Sya's neck again with his mouth open. With her scaled flesh between his teeth, he bit down onto her as hard as he could without hurting himself, harder than he had dared last time. He could never measure up to a real drake, but for Sya, he would do every thing he could, big and small, to give her back echoes of the life she should have had...the life he had stolen from her.

Sya's eyes twinkled as Talver shuddered as her breath breaks against his skin. She laughed, a sound that rumbled through her form as the scales of her chest met his simply one of skin. "That feels good," she encourages as he adds both his hands to work on massaging her back. She lets Talver easily manipulate her body, readying them both for another round of lovemaking. The sensatory scales of her tale ripple under his strokes. She lets him manipulate her tail as he wills like a human cook would a wet noodle. When he's finished her not only has her wings wrapped about him but her strong, protective tail as well.

She felt the need for no words as well when Talver met her eyes again. His sudden combination of movements do indeed a shock of pleasure to her. She meets him motion for motion, noting his support. A nice gesture, especially because she can easily support his weight. She notes that when he mouths her he does it harder then he had last time. As long as he doesn't injure himself, he is more then welcome to do what he wishes to bring them pleasure. He might be pleased to know at the moment it doesn't matter if he's a dragon drake or a human male; it just matters that he's with her and that they're experiencing pleasure together.

*****

A brilliant white-scaled winged lizard soared through the sky, high above the mountain range. Zelkius the dragon was migrating, having left his previous territory for greener pastures. Specifically, pastures with potential mates. He was a powerful dragon in his prime: young, full of fire, and ready to make his mark on the world. His original nesting ground, unfortunately, had a painful lack of unclaimed dragons of female persuasion. Now, Zelkius was on a cross-country journey to find one. The air rushed past his scales, under his wings, as he glided from heat-current to heat-current, letting him feel weightless and free. He had been flying for days, which was a very enjoyable exercise, though he had yet to find what he was looking for. It was fine though, flying was in and of itself a wonderful way to spend life.

As he glided to the next current, a very particular scent wafted into his nostrils. His eyes snapped up, and he swept his head around, sniffing to confirm...yes, yes! The scent of a female dragon's territory! Zelkius kept sniffing....but, after several moments, he had yet to smell any of the telltale scents of a fellow male that had also made his territory in the area, like he had several times already over the past few days. An unclaimed female! At last! Zelkius angled downward, searching for the nest that would be this female's territory. He could smell a human settlement nearby, but they shouldn't be any issue or worth any notice at all. Zelkius was merely focused on the female: excited, eager, and ready to claim her for his own.

*****

Talver grunted rhythmically in pleasure through the teeth he had clamped onto her neck, as he bounced Sya in his lap with his one arm holding Sya's ass. His other hand kept the tip of Sya's tail, with it curling around his back, in his grip at his side where he continued rubbing and squeezing it. He listened for Sya's sighs of pleasure, and felt happy himself when Sya encouraged him. Knowing that Sya was enjoying it as much as he was just...made the whole experience even better.

Talver also shuddered in pleasure at the feeling of Sya's scales rubbing all over his body, with how tightly they were entwined thanks to Sya's wings folded around his back. He felt so wonderfully warm, so...complete when his and Sya's bodies had naked, unhindered access to each other. He started bucking his hips up more while he rocked Sya up and down, eagerly pursuing the sensation of sliding his cock into her silky folds, gradually moving harder and harder into her as he began to gasp through his teeth. He finally let go of Sya's neck with his mouth, somewhat panting as he briefly looked back up into Sya's eyes, his own half-lidded and hazed with pleasure. He leaned his head up, seeking Sya's maw and her delightful tongue as he moaned into another kiss, jerking his body into her all the while. He could feel himself getting close...

And then a voice--loud, deep, and male--echoed through the cave, speaking the languages of Dragons that only Sya understood. "I seek the unclaimed female of this nest! Show yourself, so that I, Zelkius, may prove my worthiness to claim!" Zelkius had posed himself as majestically as he could muster at the entrance to Sya's cave, and he issued his call into the cave...but then he sniffed the air and focused his ears in more. He could smell the female dragon, and still no male dragon, but...was that also the smell of a mating female? What could she possibly be mating with? Was that a...human scent in the cave? Zelkius tilted his head quizzically as he waited for the inhabitant of the cave to come to him.

The moment the voice had boomed through the cave, Talver froze. He went utterly still as his eyes snapped open, with the surprise and shock also rapidly chasing his arousal away. Talver leaned his head back from the kiss with Sya to look up at her with alert and very confused eyes. "What the fuck?" He whispered to her questioningly.

It's a minor thing, but the vibrations through his teeth short of tickle, adding an even more special touch to their lovemaking. It just increases as he picks up the pace with his motions and gasping through his teeth. She slowed, letting him pick up the pace as he slides in and out of her inner cave. Her eyes are bright and reflecting their lovely ebony light back at him as he looks at her with half lidded eyes. She opened her maw for him, welcoming another kiss from her mate.

She, just like Talver, is quite startled when a deep, dragon male voice echoed through out her den. She froze too for a few heartbeats, before curling her tail and wings even tighter around him. When she thinks to move consciously again, her first thought is her eggs and her mate. "Stay here," she tells Talver softly, carefully disentangling their bodies. "Stay away from the entrance. Back into the caves as far as you can." Sya walked far away enough from him to change back into her four legged form, though her apprehension stays with confronting this newcomer. He would smell that she had been mating with Talver.

With her heart racing she stepped out of the entrance of the cave , taking in the white scaled male that had presented himself out side of her den, posing and puffing himself up. She does the same, but keeps her ready position to defend her home just in case. "I am Sya, the dragon of these lands. " She blocks the entrance, her mind flicking back to her eggs incubating in their ember pit and Talver, who unarmed and alone stands no chance against a fully grown male dragon.