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Who's Riding Who? [ARxGG]

It was several long moments before the female even responded, not even from their telepathic link. She was whirling through a world that only contained Connor and herself, a world full of pleasure. She was pulled back to earth once the redhead began kissing along her spine, making her shiver a little more besides what she was getting from nerve overload. Saria laid down gently as he did, feeling rather stuffed and warm, noticing that his shaft was still quite hard within her. The dragoness still didn't know if that was normal or not, but from what she was beginning to understand, it wasn't. So just as Connor had found a strange mate to be with, she had found a strange human. She nodded at his statement, replying back telepathically.

"I do love it here, yes.. And thank you, Connor.. You are an amazing being as well." Her amber eyes fixed on his, taking in every aspect about him as the background behind him faded. It meant nothing to her, besides the man lying with her now. His crimson hair, reminding her of her own scales...the stone-cut eyes that looked like gems... His strong expression and features, yet so fun-loving at the same time. It could only bring a soft smile to her own face, a genuine one. Saria kissed him back, gently stroking his cheek.
 
As Connor laid over her, he felt like he was completely at home due to her warmth. He always had felt out of place and unnatural here in this room, but with her arms around him, and in this close proximity. It was perfect, he could have asked for nothing more. But perfection and peace could only last so long, once more there was a massive rumbling that shook so hard that even some of the things that Connor had put on the walls shook off and fell to the ground. Connor instinctively shielded Saria even though she was likely tougher than him. Once the rumbling had subsided Connor looked down at Saria with an intense amount of concern, that was much larger of an impact than yesterday. "That was definitely the same thing that caused the shaking yesterday. We should get prepared for anything that might happen love," He said to Saria before giving her a deep and passionate kiss. As much as Connor wanted to lay in bed with her and just cuddle the day away, that was no longer an option. Grudgingly Connor pulled out of her and when he did he was surprised as to how much he of his seed he had actually pumped into her. If it were possible for them to have a child, that was what they would call 'baby making sex'. Racing up the steps Connor went to the roof and drew up a bucket of water. More birds were flying away from the direction of the sound, a bad omen.

Once he had the bucket up, Connor raced back down to his room. He had a cloth for him and a cloth for Saria for wiping themselves clean of their mixed juices. He knew she would still be thankful to not have his sticky ejaculate on her legs, much as he would be. After wiping himself down Connor proceeded to get dressed in a hurry. Then there was the sound of horns being blown to signal that Dragoons and their dragons needed to meet and be present. "Since I'm not a Dragoon I can't attend the meeting, but that doesn't mean we can't scout ahead. Let's just take off from the roof okay?" He spoke to Saria explaining his plan.
 
The dragoness nearly jumped at the tremor, feeling safer for once with his arms around her. But if say, the roof were to come crashing down, she could always instantly morph back to her true form and shield them with her wing. Silly, but oh so true...Connor was now in a special bond with her, and his caring for her safety meant the world to the blonde. Her thoughts were partially taken from the event as the redhead pulled out of her, causing her to gasp a little and turn crimson herself noticing how much of his cum was leaking out. Desperately, she tried to keep the furs clean and moved her lower half into the wooden floor, gratefully cleaning herself up with the offered rag and bucket of water. It was a little cold, but nothing too uncomfortable. Saria glanced out the window, a deep feeling of suspicion and tension filling her mind and body.

"I think it wise we check it out as well, Connor. This is unlike anything I've felt before, or anything related to the tales that the elder dragons would share." So quickly, Saria stood, gathering her meager bits of clothing and armor and placing them upon her patterned skin, fixing her hair with a few swipes of her hand. "You could do with a mirror, Connor.." She joked, laughing to bring some humor to the otherwise tense morning. Once her rider and lover was dressed, she opened the door for him and gestured. "Lead on, I shall follow."
 
Connor laughed at her comment about a mirror, it was true that he could definitely use one for the sake of being able to see fully what he looked like. Though Connor didn't care about it before meeting Saria, and now that she was here, obviously a female would need her mirror. When Saria opened the door for him after he had dressed, Connor laughed again and reached down taking her hand. Pulling her along with him to the very top of the tower the warm morning air wiped at their faces and bodies. Connor took Saria into his embrace and gave her a long, but soft and loving kiss, puling back so that his lips were just barely touching hers Connor smiled. "Let's fly my beautiful dragonness," Connor said, his grin ear to ear. It was only then that Connor had realized he had forgotten his blade. Which was something that the redheaded young man never did. This female had stolen all his attention, and captivated him to the point that even his sword was out of sight out of mind. "One second beautiful, you go ahead and change, I have to get my sword!" And with that Connor was gone down the steps.

Rushing down the stairs, Connor entered into his room the scent of sex still very heavy in the room. He pulled on his clip for his blade and reached up for his sword. Grabbing the hilt, Connor lifted the massive blade from it's hanging position and as he held it he could feel an odd sensation pooling up in his body. Then there was an extremely loud and shrill shriek that sounded distant, but very intense. Looking out the window birds flew in every direction as if they were trying to get away from this place. Slipping his sword into place, Connor blasted up from the steps and towards the rooftop. Once he reached the rooftop Connor took note to the fact that Saria was no longer there which meant she had taken flight and so he simply ran and jumped off the roof. SARIA! Connor called out to her mind.
 
"I'm here!" she called to him in her mind, now comfortably back in her dragon form. Saria swooped down from her circling position, landing him firmly on her neck, where a large saddle had been placed. Admittedly, she'd lifted one from a larger horse found in the nearby stables, something like a draft horse almost. But her senses were in overdrive right now, eyesight and hearing off the charts along with her ties to the wind currents and thermals. "What was that? Someone screamed nearby.." Her voice sounded worried, but not as much as she had been in human form when the loud boom and the shaking had occurred. A mighty, battle-born crimson dragon she was now, and she would not be caught afraid of anything. Nothing but for what might harm her precious lover.

Saria flew low over the village, hanging like her own bad omen of sorts, eyes scanning the area.
 
When Connor landed he noticed the saddle immediately. His hands ran over the smooth leather and he felt an indentation that made his eyes widen. He knew where she had gotten this from, and he knew he was going to have to pay for it. Because there was no way he was going to give it back, and neither would she. This was a perfect fit, and it was also expensive. But it accented her features perfectly and made it infinitely easier to ride her. As she said that someone screamed, Connor knew it wasn't someone. His mind couldn't help but recall the birds flying away from the day prior, that was where the quaking had originated from, so that was where he wanted to go. Connor could feel she was tense and on high alert concerned for the situation that was arising. They could both feel a tinge in the air that made his hair stand on end and would give her chills even as a dragon. "Fly me over there please love!" Connor called out to her verbally. He showed her in her mind where he wanted her to fly, and when she blasted off in that direction Connor scanned the ground looking for any sign of distress to the earth itself.

As they passed the mountainside, Connor looked down and around, and that was when he noticed something very very off. At the back of the mountain there was a section of the stone missing, and not only that but there was two large corpses inside of the missing section of stone. His eyes looked at the corpses which he originally thought was one. He looked back to Saria realizing what these were, they were wild dragons. And what he didn't know was that these were two of the largest Alpha dragons in this territory. These two dragons had everything they could have wanted, so for them to come out of their hiding place and then be killed at the same time, the predator who did this had to be either bigger or stronger than them. As Saria banked to the left, Connor noticed the thick trees below them beginning to shake violently then a massive black object raced into the air. Connor's instinct took hold and he pulled out his sword, without thinking he used the thickness of it and the length as a shield against what were three massive hooked blades. The blur flew off over to the direction of the Kingdom. As the object began to lose speed and started flying normally, Connor realized that what the rumbling was, was now headed to his home. And it was the biggest dragon he'd ever seen, at least three times the size of one of the Alphas which was almost twice the size of Saria. "We need to move, now!"
 
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Saria could feel the dragon's presence the second she noticed the two deceased Alphas. Her eyes widened, heartbeat rapidly increasing as she whispered in the dragon language once more, astounded by their deaths. She drifted a little closer to the missing chunk of the mountain, carefully examining the scene from a bird's eye view with her much more accurate vision. There they lay, sprawled across the stone, broken, bloodied, scales missing and horns chipped and broken. The veil of death had long since covered their eyes and the last breath escaped their mouths, likely in screams of agony. What was worse yet, both had approached her once on separate occasions, the object of course had been mating. But even though she had declined them and dragons never felt much for each other, it was a feeling of respect for the male and honor for the female, especially since both were Alphas of the surrounding area. Saria felt the anger well up inside her in the form of molten flame, the liquid for which was lit churning inside of her belly.

"Connor, hang on! I'm going to rip this bastard to shreds!" The anger could certainly be heard in her voice, which had become just barely human at all. Once more it was in the form of feral animosity that seemed to echo infinitely inside of his mind, a loud snarl and finally roar bellowing from her throat as she advanced on the monstrosity at a breakneck pace, swooping in from below as the black form incinerated fellow Dragoons above them, as they had already begun to attack. The crimson dragoness was skilled in the art of war however, and even at her young age, she knew much to a dragon's weaknesses and how to avoid getting injured herself. "If he aims his maw at us, tell me and protect yourself with your sword! I can withstand his hellfire, but only for a short time before I will end like the dragons before us!" Suddenly Saria banked, moving between the legs and the thrashing tail of the new Alpha, sinking her claws into the obsidian dragon's appendages, focusing mostly on the tail. Without it, he would have no stability in the air and be forced to land.
 
Connor had never fought against a dragon before, not that he was nervous or concerned over the confrontation. But he could feel something was incredibly off, this was no average dragon, this dragon took down two Alpha males simultaneously and seemingly got away with so much as a scratch. She had told him that if the dragon were to breath fire at them to block it with his sword, and that she would be able to withstand it temporarily. But watching other dragons be burnt to cinders was not a reassuring thought, so as Saria blasted toward the massive black dragon Connor couldn't help but voice his concerns to the dragon whom he loved. "NO! We CANNOT fight this!" Connor shouted out, but it was far too late and Saria had already engaged. She latched onto the dragon and began her assault which seemed to have no affect on the creature. Even as her talons sunk deep into the creatures hide, Connor noticed immediately the lack of bleeding. It was then that he took note to the fact that the dragon had reared it's ugly head in their direction. Connor watched as the dragon's chest swelled, and as the swelling rose he could see a glow emanating from it's long neck. Drawing out his sword Connor knew one thing was for certain, Saria wouldn't be able to take much or any of that dragon's blast. It was far too devastatingly powerful, and far too intense as he had witnessed on other dragons.

As the bulge in the dragon's throat grew higher and higher, Connor knew Saria wouldn't have time to avoid, and taking a point blank blast would be life ending. Releasing himself from the saddle Connor jumped off of the female dragon and towards the large massive black dragon's face. As Connor leaped off, the dragon opened it's mouth. The intense heat from it's maw was overwhelming and it hadn't even breathed fire yet, but Connor didn't falter at all. Connor steadied his blade and as the superheated flame erupted from the dragon's mouth Connor pushed his sword in front of the heat. The blade being held so that the flat surface of it was in front of Connor preventing the fire from reaching him. As the fire poured onto the blade the force of it pushed Connor back to Saria's side. His feet landed firmly on the saddle and he held back the fire. Swinging his sword upward an arc of flame flashed through the sky, then Connor readied himself for a counter attack against the massive beast. Swinging his sword down vertically, another arc of flame shot back to the dragon's face. The crescent like blade of flame slashed at the dragon's eyes and it roared out in a terrifying cry. Positioning himself back down onto Saria's saddle, Connor had an idea. Saria! Let's fly! You're definitely faster than it, and we can lead it away from the city! he sent directly into her head.
 
Saria heard the suggestion urged forth from Connor, her great amber eyes flicking up in time to notice the large bolt of flame building in her opponent's throat. Her pupils contracted, merely two thin slits now and her heart racing in her chest. "Alright, hold on! I'm going to show you why they call me Fire Dancer in the dragon's tongue!" Even faced with this near eminent danger of being burned to a crisp, there was courage and triumph laced along her massive, echoing voice. She exclaimed it aloud, able to be heard over the raucous din of battle, other dragon's roars of pain and revenge littering the air. Her crimson form tensed, jaws letting go of the strangely unaffected tail, pushing off with a heavy beat of her wings and rising to gain a height advantage over the black nightmare. Saria soared into she was nearing the clouds, the infuriated dragon hot on her heels, as she have a great roar that seemed to shatter sound itself.

Suddenly she dipped in a long arc away and down from the city, her mouth spewing molten flame that enveloped her body as she spun in a corkscrew, the endless flames providing a thermal for her to gain speed with. This lasted for several moments, the duo traveling a vast distance away and leading the hugs Alpha closer to them, yet far away from endangering the town and it's riders and dragons. She leveled out, breathing harder, noticeably wearing from the trick and speaking to Connor within her mind. "I have much left in me rider, but I cannot last forever. We must finish this once and for all."
 
Connor was glad she concurred with his wishes to lead the dragon on. But when she bolted away and really let loose using her own flame to gain speed and altitude at the same time without needing to physically exert herself. Once the fire stopped engulfing the area around Connor, he looked over his shoulder to see the other dragon following them. Even from the distance they were at the dragon looked massive, and extremely intimidating. Like a black cloud of death following them, with thunder breaking the otherwise mostly silent atmosphere. Connor heard Saria's message and nodded, sending a confirmation of sorts so that she knew he was aware of what she wanted. Connor wasn't so sure they were going to be able to successfully defeat the massive beast in one go. The only way it would be possible was if he was able to redirect the dragon's full breath of flame back into it's own mouth. But he didn't want to risk that. Looking at the large black dragon he noticed it's throat swelling again but it wasn't aglow like before. Saria! Brace yourself! Connor blared into her mind. The dragon's roar it let out was so intense that it sent Connor tumbling off the saddle that he had yet to strap himself back into.

As Connor plummeted towards the ground the black dragon rushed him alone. It dive bombed straight to Connor and as it got near it swatted him with it's massive tail and sent him careening towards a nearby mountain side. Connor shouted out in pain as the impact with the tail was so massive it broke some of his ribs. But that was only the beginning of the dragon's assault. It sucked in a massive breath of air, and then the glowing happened again it's chest. Before Connor could even make impact with the mountainside the black dragon breathed down a massive torrent of superheated air and flame. The speck of an object that was Connor was completely engulfed in fire. The dragon continued to breath it's flame down onto the spot where Connor would have hit the mountainside and then up further. The fire alone melted the rock and caused a molten landslide. If Connor had survived the flame, he was most certainly swallowed up by the melted stone. The dragon's attention turned to Saria next, it's eyes flaring up with a bloodlust while it's pupils dilated.

As the dragon pumped it's mighty wings, something caught it's attention. Small stones were smacking at the dragon's wings, then suddenly an arc of flame shot out from the still smouldering rock. Then suddenly the space that had been indented by the fire burst open into a large cavity within the mountainside. Bursting out from inside of that cavity was a flaming figure holding a large sword in one hand. For Saria this would be a very, very relieving sight as she would instantly recognize the sword as Connor's. The flames surrounding him burst away from his body with explosive force and the form that was there was Connor, but this was not the Connor she knew. His eyes had dilated just like a dragon's, and just like their first intimate experience. Around him was an aura of pure fire, the aura was in the shape of armor along his body, and he had two large wings which had a very similar appearance to Saria's. Connor roared out and charged the black dragon, the dragon clapped it's two front clawed hands together over the form of Connor, but the left hand of the dragon burst into flames, then slid in half falling to the ground. Connor roared again and charged up towards the dragon's throat. Piercing his sword into the dragon's throat a massive blade of the same aura that surrounded his body ripped out the back of the dragon's neck. Then the black dragon burst into flames, the explosion also consuming Connor and sending him flying. He was in an unconscious state now, his aura had disappeared, but he still clutched his sword. The remains of the dragon smouldered into a heap of ash at the ground below, setting the trees ablaze.
 
Saria couldn't believe her eyes as the dragon went straight for Connor and she could do nothing about it. The roar from the dragon had admittedly disoriented her, causing her head to reel and her balance to almost fail her. With fear in her eyes and a suppressed cry in her throat, she attempted to speed towards the black monster, breathing flame at its back while it whipped its tail at her lover and consumed him with fire. The whole world seemed to stop as she saw him disappear, believing that he had just died right then and there. And in the chaos of the battle and her emotions flooding through her like the blood in her veins, she couldn't tell if his connection with her had been severed or not. But all thoughts of him suddenly vanished as the blood red eyes of the dragon veered on her, a sneer on its face as he no likely began to speed towards her for a final assault. The dragoness stared back, flinching and feeling hopeless. She was doomed.

When the Alpha turned back towards the mountain, she was not only thankful but quite confused. Who was throwing the rocks, and why were they crazy enough to do so? Then she saw a huge burst of fire and the figure that looked nearly like a small dragon come flying out of the hole Connor had been thrust into. Saria roared, noticing the young man in the middle of the flames and realizing that something huge was happening, but she didn't care. He was alive, at least from how she saw it. Her wings took her to the side of the dragon, roaring once more in victorious pleasure at seeing him being burnt to a crisp and falling towards the forest. The red dragon swooped beneath the falling and extinguished form of Connor's and gently pushed him into the saddle, landing gracefully on the mountain, a safe distance from the gigantic dragon below in case if he wasn't dead. Her mind prodded into his, checking for signs of stability.

"[/color]Connor, are you okay? Are you awake? Can you hear me...?"
 
As Saria caught Conner, he had slumped over her large body as if he were dead. Which he wasn't, he was very much so still alive as her prodding into his mind would reveal. He wasn't all there, and was very much so in a state of unconsciousness but he was alive. From the smouldering ash below where the previously massive black dragon fell, a much smaller almost humorous sized black dragon emerged. It puffed out a small bolt of fire before it cried out quietly and flew off over the horizon. Before Connor's very eyes he witnessed his birth, his mother, his father, and even the dragon his mother rode, which had given it's very life protecting Connor as a child. And it's soul had imprinted, the last moments of it's life were imprinted on Connor. And what he watched felt like a lifetime but it had only lasted until Saria landed down on the mountain side.

As Connor came too, his mind felt Saria's digging into his conscious. He jolted awake and grabbed the reins and pulled himself to a seat position. Clearing his mind of the things he had just witnessed, Connor knew what needed to be done and what was going to be done if they didn't do something. Saria I'm weak but we need... To get back to home... Connor chimed back to her. Leaning forward he pulled hard against the grips that were on the saddle and tied around her long slender but muscular neck. He didn't want to slip out of consciousness and end up falling off of her, he was after all expecting her to get him back there as fast as she could. Connor had just survived the impossible and she herself was weakened. Rest was in order.

In Connor's mind he had seen a flashback, something so powerful that it was as if the entity that showed it to him, made Connor check out of reality and took over his body for a moment in order to save his life. The very soul of the dragon who laid dormant inside of Connor had been killed by the very dragon he just cut down to size. Connor also knew what this dragon was, and what it was capable of. Connor also knew what it was going to take to put it down and for good. The dragon had one very big flaw, it was something like Saria was. Half human, half dragon. Not only that, but the dragon was a cursed entity. One of the first hybrid souls. It was cursed by the early humans to rampage about and absorb dragonic souls in order to sustain itself. This dragon was also the only dragon to have a single rider, the caster of said curse. That was where the dragon was headed. To this ancient soul, in order to be reunited with it's rider.
 
Saria was too concerned with Connor to notice the little dragon below shimmying back into the dense forest, nothing but ashes left behind. The crimson dragoness seemed satisfied with his condition, calming now that she knew he was out of immediate danger. But she could feel the fatigue setting into her joints and muscles. It was almost bordering on pain now, and she decided it was time to head home. It also seemed that her rider was in far worse shape than he was, and she didn't know if he could have internal injuries or broken bones from getting smacked into a mountain of all things. So she carefully made sure he had tied himself against her neck and the saddle, nodding slowly at his comment. "I agree full-heartedly. I hope that there have not been too many casualties upon our return home. That dragon took out more than a few riders and their partners." She said so with a heavy voice, the sound repeating inside of his mind. Her hind legs pushed off of the rock face, wings beating slowly and less frequent than normal as she made the long trip back to the city.

Upon their return, Saria gave a small roar in confirmation that they had defeated their adversary, at least for now. With their shared mind, she had experienced the same images as he had. Everything from the knowledge of the horrid black monster and a possible rider, to the heartbreaking sensations of Connor's mother and her dragon's souls melding with his. But at least she understood the reason for his powers that much better. Touching down upon the burnt and scattered grass just outside the city walls, she lowered her head and allowed her lover time to dismount. Many of the other dragons and Dragoons were in the vicinity, tending to their steeds or informing others of the attack. After Connor had gotten off, she changed form once more to the blonde-haired patterned human. Not only did the form feel less heavy, but it would save time later when she would transform to sleep with him that night. Or possibly in a bed wherever a medic was located.
 
As Connor fell to the ground, he tumbled in the air and landed on a bent knee and his left foot flat on the charred ground. One hand on the ground as he gathered himself. It felt like he had been asleep for weeks, or something because he was so physically drained and completely disoriented that it was almost impossible for him to keep bearing and standing was impossible. By the time Saria had transformed back to her human form, Connor was able to get to a standing position but he had to use his sword as a makeshift crutch. Saria finally ended up coming to his side as he held an arm out for her. Connor could tell that she herself was weak feeling and he pressed his lips against the crown of her head. I am fine I think that I need to lay down, my head is spinning, Connor sent over to Saria.

As the two of them walked in the direction of the guards tower, Connor's 'father' came rushing out. He was a silver haired man who wore a heavier plate armor nearly always. His armor was charred as well his face, the man's right eyebrow missing. He looped an arm under Connor and took all the weigh off of Saria for him helping Connor to the tower, he spoke as they walked. "What in God's name is this, I hear you get a dragon to cooperate with you, then I also hear you this morning fly off on that very same dragon to kill that monster?!" Kaiser questioned, "I also hear that there is reports of you two being intimate, is that tr-true?" The old man questioned the dragon's youthful lover. "Dad... Not now, just walk, please." Connor requested.

After obliging Connor's wish Kaiser took Connor to the tower and then helped him up the steps. He had no idea the beautiful woman following Connor was indeed his dragon. So when Kaiser brought them up to the room he turned around and looked at Saria. "Yes? My son needs to rest," He said to her, "Dad, please, not now she is staying here," Connor said. "Please, leave... I want to be alone and rest, there is a lot on my mind," Connor said pointing at the stairs.
 
Saria merely nodded as Connor spoke to her, silent, feeling her throat becoming sore and scratchy. It often grew this way when a dragon overextended it's usage of flame during a fight, as the protective layer her species possessed could burn away if stressed too much. So she kept quiet, helping him stand and walking with him to the soldier's barracks and subsequently the tower they resided in. As the exhausted pair made their journey, a woman who appeared to be a medic of some kind tried to help, but only succeeded in annoying Saria enough to growl weakly at her. They weren't injured it seemed, just so tired they could barely stand.

When the old man burst from the building and began bombarding the two with questions, Saria merely kept her mouth shut and let him help Connor out. After hearing her lover speak, calling the figure 'dad', she knew at once this was the captain here, the man whom had taken Connor in. It was definitely a good thing she hadn't said something. But the aged man was beginning to talk as if she weren't here, and as if she weren't in human form either. The blonde dragoness accompanied him up the stairs, looking at Kaiser questioningly as he requested she leave. Saria had begun getting rid of her armor at this point, her full toned and curvy body being revealed inch by inch. Soon, she was stark naked.

"Sir, I am your son's dragon. And yes, him and I have been intimate. I love him and I would do anything in my power to protect such a precious and strong individual of your kind. Now please, we are both weary of our hardships... We managed to defeat the black dragon, for now. I am sorry for the loss of your fellow Dragoons, but they fought bravely. I'd appreciate it if you left us to be."[/color]
 
Kaiser was going to speak and voice his opinion on the matter and yet Connor was having none of it. They had just survived the unsurvivable. All he wanted to do right now was lay down, relax and soak in the fact that he and Saria both were still very much so alive. Something that he thought wasn't going to be the case after their morning. Connor also knew that from this point forward there was going to be a much more harsh reality coming for them. "Father, please leave us be!" Connor said loudly at Kaiser, who huffed and turned around stomping down the steps mumbling about ungrateful children. Connor simply rolled his eyes and slowly allowed himself to flop down on their fur bed. Connor's breathing was quite labored and he was clearly in a state of shock. His body was still adjusting, understanding and accepting the transformation he'd underwent. A dragon was controlling a human's body temporarily, but even that temporary time frame was enough to send the human brain into a state of panic. However the soul that had overridden Connor's consciousness had done a good job at saving the human's life.

Connor turned and laid on his back looking up at Saria who had stripped down, as if that were the most natural way for her to be around him. Connor's clothes had been burnt slightly, but for having been completely consumed by flame he was surprisingly unscathed. His pants had a few burn holes and tears in them as well. Taking in a deep breath and exhaling slowly Connor closed his eyes and laid in a comfortable position. I am okay, I promise my love please, come join me, Connor projected into Saria's mind. He was very glad that the dragon had focused on him rather than Saria, with Connor out of the way from her, she would likely have of perished from that dragon. The only reason that any of their attack was successful was because the dragon had been surprised by Connor's sudden burst of incredible strength. But Connor already had some ideas about how they could use this new found ability of his in order to further strengthen their fighting techniques. Connor was a unique person, and Saria a unique dragon with the two of their unique properties they were capable of reaching points of power unlike anything seen previously.
 
Saria's amber eyes never left Kaiser's back until he was out the door, a little flustered by his apparent distaste of Connor's courtship with her. She knew the two were different species entirely, and now realized fully that they would likely meet some nasty comments later on about it. But the dragoness didn't care. All she wanted was for Connor to be safe and happy, and for her to still have some freedom meanwhile enjoying being a Dragoon's steed. If the soldiers or even the human's ruler objected, they could face her fiery breath and righteous fury themselves. A knight still had little chance at besting a dragon. Her mind held Connor's voice now, beckoning her to lie down, and that she did rather gratefully.

Slowly, her naked form snuggled next to his, head even and eyes gazing into his. Her hand rested gently upon his chest.
 
"We need to train, to get stronger before we try to ever fight that monster again. Saria if we have to fight it any time soon it will kill us for certain," Connor said. He knew this fact would be hard for his love to hear, and harder for her to accept. They got lucky, really lucky. Next time it isn't so likely that his soul buddy is going to have the power to do anything like that again, now it's up to Connor and Saria. Feeling her hand on his chest, Connor interlaced his fingers with hers and took her hand. Leaning up Connor kissed her lips gently and briefly before he leaned back down onto the pillows and closed his eyes.

"I cannot stand the thought of losing you," Connor said softly. He opened his eyes back up looking up at her beautiful face and he reached up pulling her down into another kiss. This one lasting much longer and with a much greater passion. Connor had literally taken the main blast of that dragon's intense rage, it was that same ferocity of an attack that had killed other dragons and riders. Including that of his own father's dragon, who had bucked it's rider off in time before the body of it's melted away.
 
Saria could feel the fatigue and aches radiate from him, almost as if his would had become weary too. She herself felt like a wreck, but she would stay strong for Connor. "I believe we merely got lucky this time as well. I promise I will train hard to prove myself to you and everyone else that I can become the strongest dragon alive." Her eyes sparkled as she verbally spoke the words, instead of using their mental link. The dragoness had always felt that the tone carried with the words created so much more meaning to them. Gently, Saria kissed her lover back, giving his hand a light squeeze as their fingers interlocked.

"I cannot lose you either... I wouldn't have much purpose left to live for. My heartbreak alone might kill me in the end..." Saria seemed a little surprised when he suddenly pulled her down into a much more fervent kiss, but reciprocated his actions and closed her eyes, warming to the touch and eventually dozing off mid-kiss. The dragon would remain asleep in a rejuvenating sleep, almost a hibernation of sorts, for the next two days. Her body and spirit had suffered a major blow, especially since Connor's soul was connected to hers, and some of the excess damage had seeped into her side of the bond.
 
Connor had also fallen asleep with Saria, but unlike his lover he wasn't going to sleep for two days. He would however sleep for near twenty hours, and upon waking he silently slunk out of the room. Bathing himself, Connor had one goal and intended challenge in front of him. He was going to go before the King, as the man who had assisted greatly in the salvation of this kingdom, Connor deserved no less than to be given an audience with the King. He was going to request that Saria and himself be given a pardon from going through the trails, and instead be given a direct higher order to seek out the enemy that threatened not only their kingdom, but also the world they lived in. Connor knew very well what that dragon's goal was, what it's mission was. After getting out of the bath, Connor dried himself and put on his best clothes before kissing Saria's forehead softly and stroking her cheek, he grabbed his blade and left the tower. Connor had little idea that his day was going to be spent with the King discussing battle plans and learning about how they could themselves fight back against the dragon should it ever return. And when it came time for Connor to approach the King with his request, Connor had less than little of an idea that his plea was going to be shot down brutally. "As King I cannot pardon you from taking such a test to become a Dragoon of our great kingdom," The King said to Connor placing his hand down firmly on the red head's shoulder. "But your Majesty we-" "Hold your tongue young rider, I was not yet through with what I was saying. I cannot permit you to skip the testing grounds. But I can appoint you as someone who doesn't need to pass said tests. If it is you and that dragon of yours, I would like to see you fly to other nations and warn them of the impeding doom of our world, I want you to find other riders and band together with them to fight against that black dragon with all your might, we'll surely need it." The older man said with a big grin as Connor's face lit up with excitement from his words.

After another few others spent with the King, Connor was escorted out of the Royal Halls and he ran back to the tower. He was expecting to finding an awake Saria milling about searching through his things to see what she could recall from their link as to where he had acquired such treasure. He had weapons, armor, even coins collected from empires fallen. They weren't all things he had himself plundered, but there were those items that he himself had found from neighboring countries that had been invaded by his father's troop. But instead he found her still laying in bed asleep and totally content looking. Connor couldn't help but smile at her as she was very much so more refreshed looking. And Connor also noticed that her skin had small bumps all over, a sign that she was perhaps chilly. Opening the window, and scooting over a portable fireplace, the back of it was bent at the perfect angle to have the smoke vent out the top through the open window. And it made it so there was zero smoke that came into the room. Getting some wood set up in the small fireplace, Connor got the fire going and closed the metal door that would also vent out heat into the room but not smoke. Taking off his clothes, Connor slipped back into the bed with Saria, night had fallen once again, and Connor while he wasn't exactly tired, wanted nothing more than to be back at his beautiful dragon's side for when she woke he had great news for her.
 
During Saria's vast period of unconsiousness, her body began to heal itself slowly. By forcing a sort of coma or hibernation, dragons had the special talent of remarkably quick healing, something that could take weeks for a human. The battle with the formidable black beast had left small hairline fractures in places like her hands and feet, along the individual ribs as well. Such was the extent of her energy put forth by her lungs and heart to keep herself airborne, to breathe so much fire, and to perform the risky moves that enabled her to twirl through the air while cloaked in flame. Bruises that had just begun to form now vanished, and it seemed she was even more colorful and healthy than before. Two new markings, pitch black, appeared on the sides of her forearms and only extended in thin lines from her elbow to her wrist. Apparently the dragoness was capable of absorbing power too, and had possession now of a fragment of the Alpha's.

Saria did not dream during her state of recuperation. Merely, her soul drifted along with Connor while he attended to matters with the King, knowing in the depths of her mind what was going on with him in the outside world. Once her love returned, she managed to wake up, eyes slowly opening, blinded by the firelight. Her amber eyes had spent nearly two days behind the film of her eyelids. With a slight shift in the bed, Saria felt Connor's naked form against her. Out of all the odds, the first thing she felt became arousal, not relief. Her past as a rather feisty dragon had some sort of influence on that. Intercourse between them had become her guilty pleasure, her drug. With a weary voice that was backed with a charming purr: "Hello, my love... How was the King's Court? I trust all went well... It feels wonderful to have your skin against mine once more..." The crimson woman almost made sure to lay it on thick, hoping the honey would attract the fly.
 
Connor moved up beside her, taking her into his arms from behind. He held her in a spooning position and he thoroughly enjoyed the comfort that her body gave to him. He was surprised to hear her speak up to him, and even more surprised when she mentioned the visit to the King that Connor had gone and done. He had felt a slight tinge while he was out and away from her, as if there was someone following him. And this now explained where that feeling had come from. Smiling Connor pushed the hair out from her neck and kissed the skin softly, his hands explored the surface of her skin and he let his hands come to a stop at the inside of her thighs. "Everything went beyond my expectations, we are not going to be required to take the test which would make me a Dragoon and you my official dragon. We have been exempt from that, as we are going to be tasked with finding other Dragoons, warriors and anyone who will agree to assist in the fight against this Dark Alpha," Connor said happily.

His right hand slid up her thigh slowly until it met the center of her groin. Softly and slowly Connor began to rub at her entrance, his fingers rolling over the small bump that was her clitoris. He slid his fingers back down her slit, and up again to rub at the small bead. Moving his head up, Connor bit onto her earlobe gently and gave it a soft tug. "I missed feeling your body against mine as well," Connor said in a near whisper into her ear. "How would you like it to have me inside of you as well?" He asked her in a husky, but hushed voice. Teasingly Connor hooked a finger into Saria's entrance only allowing it to go up to the first joint before he pulled it out of her. Connor's lips found themselves at her neck, sucking and biting gently.
 
The blonde dragoness was pleased with Connor's news, smiling tiredly as she was still attempting to wake up. It was almost a godsend that she wouldn't have to go through trials to demonstrate her power and skill, something she was already sure of would pass the standards. She could feel her lover come closer, the warmth of his skin and the fire making her all the more lustful. Dragons were cold-blooded like the average reptile and thus heat was energy, energy she was clearly feeling in her aroused state. Her breath caught in her throat, thoughts of the tub and the night after that running through her mind. No doubt he'd be able to pick up on them too.
Her body was already warming, her entrance growing slick with want as Connor's fingers teased her.

"Yes...I want you inside me as well.. For gods sakes stop teasing me..." Saria's heart was going faster, her body squirming against his and his hand. A low, pleading growl came from her throat, amber eyes closing.
 
Connor grinned as her body began to react to the stimulation he was giving her. He could feel her slit moistening, and soon there was a thin slick film that coated her outer lips and up around her clit. Her words ignited a fire in him, and as he was only partly hard before when he had started touching her, now he was throbbing and as rigid as steel. Connor could hear the low growl emanating from her throat, and he knew that was almost as if her threat to him that he had better please her or else. Slowly Connor sunk his index finger into her tight folds. Moving his hips back, the thick tip of his cock pressed against and between her cheeks before he pushed forward. His length slid along her entrance, and Connor cupped his own cock with his hand that had in index finger buried inside of her. As if using his finger like an anchor, Connor pulled up on his cock as he rocked his hips back and forth torturing her further.

"Such a naughty little dragonness you are, asking to have your insides filled with my thick hard rod," He said against her neck, his breath hot on her skin as he licked along the surface of her slender neck. Sliding his index finger out of her, Connor instead replaced that with the head of his big dick. Connor pushed slowly into her, sinking himself in an inch at a time. After a few moments, Connor pushed roughly tunneling himself deep into her tight pink flesh. Luckily he had teased her enough that she was wet enough for him to sink into her relatively easily, and in one push. He let out a quiet moan as he stayed in the position, completely buried within her tight warmth. "Oh... Saria... It's so good my love," He said as he caught his breath.
 
As Connor forwent her begging to stop teasing her, Saria was getting all the more impatient and whimpering quietly now. Her body quivered and her nipples were hardening even from just his breath and tongue upon her neck. She was panting as he got her to the point of feeling her own juices starting to slip past his fingers and onto her leg, since she was still lying on her side with her lover spooning from behind. His fingers were certainly deft and seemingly skilled, even though, if he spoke true this would be only his third time having sex. As Connor slipped his cock up towards her slit, she could feel the intense heat he was giving off and the pulsing beneath the skin, how aroused he was as well. The dragoness didn't know if he was feeling the same level of torture she was, but it didn't matter. She could never get mad if he was being unfair, because it was pleasurable enough at the same time to send her flying through the clouds.

"A lot of talk for someone who's taking on a dragon, human. You have to be good enough to satisfy me... Show me you can... Make me scream like last time." She was only teasing him now, but every word fell from her mouth with a seductive growl and she turned with what little allowance she had to glance over her shoulder at him, grinning partially, her eyes latched onto his. She kept the expression even as his eyes closed, his breath catching as he sunk into her folds completely and made her sigh with the end to his playing. This felt so much more natural for her, being filled with his cock, her insides spasming slightly to get a hold on him.
 
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