The Return Of The Dragon [Femmesto and Red-Scarlet]

[Red-Scarlet]

Layla looked at her shrine. It had small statuary, an old mural of many dragons, a tiny fountain with three coins sitting in the clear water, and a single bench. The shrine was located just off the path heading into the village of Stawford, and it had seen better days. Her mother, who had passed a little over a year ago, used to be full of stories about the old days, long before she had been born. Where the shrine was a temple, and dragons came to take tribute and offer blessings!

But, the temple's structure had been taken down eventually, used to help reinforce some of the homes. Its chimney was now Stawford's well. She sighed, and kneeled in front of the center, the largest statue of the ancient wyrm Herakto. "I miss you, mom," she said. "I wish I could've seen a dragon, even just one, like you did. You always told me how inspiring and awesome it was. I can just imagine you as a kid, being so excited..."

She stayed there for a few minutes, in thought and reverence, before she stood. She cleaned the dust from her skirt, a modest grey garment that went just past her knees. Her tunic was slightly paler, but still very mute, and hugged her curves nicely. Her originally white skin was tan from the sun, and she had a few burns from her work in the local blacksmith's forge. "Come on, Layla," she muttered to herself. "William needs help, and you need money."

 

[Femmesto]

"Back away from her, monster!" A leader of a horde confronted a 6ft5 woman, who had her arms crossed as she eyed down the men, all the while a scrambling young girl scampered away from the dragon's cave, a soft huff of frustration left Dynasty's nose, blowing hot steam. "You know, you men try my patience. If anything, you should be praising me because I saved this young girl from being raped by one of your men! And they were in my cave!" Dynasty spoke, using her clawed nail to pluck out a chunk of boy meat, using her tongue to quickly swallow it. "By the way, that boy needed more meat on his bones." Dynasty snickered seeing the horrified look on the men's face. "You ate Rodney!? Why, that was the church hands son! You killed a son of the bible! Have you have no shame!?" Dynasty let out a roarish laugh, as if not trying to fall over from the stupidness she heard.

"Raping a woman isn't very holy, if you ask me. If anything, if this boy is able to run around and rape woman, how about the pastor that is probably fucking your wives!?" The dragon heard the crowd gasp, a dark smirk appeared on Dynasty's face. "Now, you men have 5 seconds to leave my cave, or else I will turn everyone of you into a full course meal!" Dynasty let out a loud roar, rippling the ground and causing the horde of men to stumble backwards. There were only 3 men in this group but the torches didn't even bother her. Still, she didn't appreciate being attacked for saving a young girl's life. If anything, the girl was making her comfy being with Dynasty until the horde of men showed up. Dynasty scratched the back of her neck before scoping around the area.

"I wonder if anyone saw that . . no matter." Dynasty spoke, not even caring that she was naked and a hanging 6 inch flaccid coke was waiting to be awakened by the next walking thing to cross her path. Dynasty's cave stayed in the deepest parts of the woods and in the middle of a clearing, making it very hard to find. If whoever found her cave entrance, it would be a giant, round boulder that was cut open but deep inside, it was a twisting cavern filled with rooms and chambers for anyone to lay their head and then some. And this dragon was prepared to reside her cave until she heard footsteps, sniffing the ir. The sound of a young girl's footsteps filled the aor, the scent sweet and yet sweaty like copper.

"Who is this . .?" Dynasty's deep voice asked to herself, wondering if the girl would make her appearance. Who was around her home?

 

[Red-Scarlet]

The day was long, and William expected hard work from anyone who helped him in the forge. But Layla was still wide awake by the time the fires were dimmed. "Thank you, Mr. William," she told him as he handed her the pay.

"It's what you've earned," he replied. "Stay safe," he added as he closed the door.

Layla walked away, and her eyes shifted to the woods beyond Stawford. She looked at the setting sun, something inside her telling her to venture out. She moved slowly at first, then broke into a run. It had been a long time since she had simply run and be free, free from her responsibilities of the shrine, free from the hard work of the smithy, free from the clutches of boring old Stawford...

By the time the sun had set, she found herself free from knowing where she was too. Layla looked around, and saw trees, trees, and more trees. Beyond them, approaching storm clouds. "This... May not have been the best idea." Her eyes alighted upon a cave, and she started for it, to be sheltered from the rain if nothing else.

The sound of her footsteps filled the air as the went deeper into the cave, surprised at the depth, and then...

"Who is this . .?" she heard a deep voice rumble from within.

"Um... My name is Layla. Layla Devree. Dragonkeeper of Stawford, daughter of Lilac Devree. I'm lost."

 

[Femmesto]

Dynasty didn't expect for anyone to wander deep into her cave. However, the scent from earlier become closer, hearing the footsteps of a young female. The dragon let out a soft hum, curious on who this person was. Dynasty was fond of women and based on the silhouette on the wall, this girl was not only young but rather cute. Still, Dynasty had to put the fear in her a little. Or somehow. When Dynasty called out to the figure on the wall, she heard the voice of Layla, hearing her announce her title. Dynasty felt her eyes widen at that, turning around to meet the girl face-to-face. Dragonkeeper of Strawford? Well, she has't heard that title in a very long time and the name did wring a bell but it was a rather soft one.

"Well, you don't see this everyday." Dynasty crossed her ankles, her arms crossing across her chest as she stood there. Dynasty didn't even bother to wear clothes since it was her den. And yet, she was curious about these dragon keepers. They were a dying class or rather a 'lost clan' of townsfolk that made sure dragon's were protected and not hunted. A protected species. However, due to the increase of hunters, weird weather and dragons relocating . . the temple of became a small alter, resent for anyone to give blessings and hope to the dragons. Dynasty didn't even know if there were anything more dragons around but the woman didn't bother to pressure further.

"I can't believe your clan is still alive! Unless, you are the last living human to represent us dragons? These hunters think we are the bad guys but male humans do way more damage than us." Dynasty did think about it for a moment, preparing to speak before she heard the rain began to put outside. Dynasty gave a soft sigh, knowing she had to let the girl stay. Dynasty looked at the animal pelts that were around the fire pit she had. A small ember was burning but Dynasty blew a puff of fire into it, making a bigger flame brew. "You can rest here for the night . . but tell me how you wind up in my woods?" The dragon woman asked, raising a eyebrow while she sat herself down at the fireplace.

 

[Red-Scarlet]

While Dynasty mentioned not seeing this every day, Layla was simply stunned. "Dra... You're a... A real... A dragon!" she replied at first, and her mind whirled with thoughts, but she realized that she had been asked a direct question. "Um, yes ma'am! I finished some work, and decided to just explore the woods. I got lost, and found this cave, and then found you, and... Gods above, you're really a dragon? You're smaller than I thought a dragon would be. And more... Feminine."

Her eyes flicked down to the cock between Dynasty's legs. "In some ways, at least," she added. "I am the last of the Devree family. My mother died, and my father had no interest in being a dragonkeeper, and... Thank you, for offering a place to stay the night!"

She bowed low to the ground. "How can I help you? I mean, serve you! I mean... Um... Thank you!"

 

[Femmesto]

Dynasty watched every reaction that Layla gave her, her eyebrow softly lifting at the sight before her. "Yes, I am. Roar." Dynasty mocked softly, waving a clawed hand forward towards the girls as if playfully attacking her. Dynasty did take slight offence to the comment that not only was she small but feminine. The dragon woman had to bite her tongue, trying to find the words to not offend this girl or decide to eat her but when Layla's eyes landed to her cock, Dynasty couldn't help but chuckle, her cock slightly twitching from the attention.

"This is my human form. Every dragon has one but around you humans and dragon keepers, we always remain in our full forms. If I slip into mine, I would take over the cave and then some. Plus, it would be too much of a red flag on me and I am doing Avery good job on laying low. I plan to keep it that way." Dynasty confidently spoke, hearing more about Layla's lore. "Wow, so the lost art of dragon keeping fell onto you, huh? Well, it sucks that your dad didn't decide to have another kid to soften the workload. However, I appreciate your father's contribution by teaching you how to continue the legacy. Maybe one day, with enough influence, you could bring dragons back and raise new dragonkeepers. Is that a inspration you thought of?" Dynasty asked, patting the spot next to her on the floor.

"Also, don't be scared. Besides, I would have eaten you by now, and you are rather too cute for that. Unless you want me to eat something else . ." Dynasty licked her lips when she looked at Lyra's crotch, smelling her scent from the sweat and the work Layla did. "What work do you do, my dear? Name is Dynasty by the way."

 

[Red-Scarlet]

Layla's eyes tracked the movement of Dynasty's cock as it bobbed. "Um..." she let out, her mind needing a moment of processing. "There's a smith in Stawford-William. He's older, and he always needs help managing the forge, so I work with him to trade for food and goods," she said as she sat next to the dragon. She leaned into Dynasty for a moment, feeling how hot and solid her muscles were.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Dynasty. Do all dragons share your... Features?" she asked, her eyes still fixated. "Are there others still left? Not that I'm unhappy with you! I just... I want to know. I want to help you." She patted her skirt to brush a bit of dust free and to keep her legs covered. She wasn't quite ready to admit to herself yet how excited she was at the sight before her.

 

[Femmesto]

Dynasty coudn't help but chuckle at Layla's reaction to her cock, knowing this girl was in the shock of her life. Not only did she meet a dragon, but this certain dragon had a huge cock that wanted to plunge into something warm, cute, and clearly becoming bashful the moment they lingered on. "Most dragons have their own quirk or so but for me, I have this impressive cock between my legs but I also have superior strength. Kind of one of those trade off things. Plus, since I am a fire dragon, I am always warm. So, you can always cuddle me if you want." Dynasty told Layla, hearing her discuss about her kind needing help. Well, if there were any dragons around . .

"They all left over the years. We didn't feel protected or care for as dragon keepers died or were killed defending us. We always avenged them but the hunter's became relentless and we left. Some may have stayed behind and are hidden like me or dead. But I believe there is power in belief and if one starts an action, then it leads to a reaction. Restoring the alter, pushing back, and giving blessings to the temple once it's fixed, then dragons might come back. But, we have to train and raise dragon keepers to help maintain and take care of us. We were once guardians of this land and now we are exiled. But you can help fix that." Dynasty grinned, cupping Layla's chin and tilting it upward. "That's one way you can help me . . and you can help me in another way but I don't want to push you. But, you are curious. Feel free to touch my body if you please. I am still a dragon and you might be in for a good show." Dynasty spoke softly to Layla.

 

[Red-Scarlet]

Her face a brilliant crimson, Layla tried to avoid looking directly into Dynasty's eyes. "If... If you're sure..." she said, though she sounded quite unsure herself.

When the dragon let her go, she laid her head against Dynasty's breasts, listening to her heart beat. "It sounds so strong," she said. "And your breasts are so much softer than your scales," she added, with one hand moved to caress Dynasty's muscular belly. "Your body is... Captivating."

Her hand stroked lower and lower, until it reached the base of Dynasty's steadily-hardening cock. "And this part is... Big," she said, her eyes wide and her face still flushed. "I've never... I mean, with my hands, yes, but with a real... Real... Would it even fit?" she asked, more to herself than Dynasty. Layla's hand had stopped at the base, but she began to move it along the thick shaft. "It's harder than your breasts, but still softer than the scales."

 

[Femmesto]

Dynasty couldn’t help but grin at Layla, letting out a soft growl when she felt her human hands coax along her body. Dynasty’s skin was smooth to the touch, despite that when she was in her dragon form it would be all scales. Going into her dragon form wasn’t hard but it was something she didn’t want to do anytime soon for that matter. Some dragon people stayed human or fully dragon but she liked to play both sides.

Dynasty closed her eyes while Layla’s hand wandered from her chest, to her stomach, and winding up at her cock. The dragon woman felt her cock stiffen, slowly trying to rise but it needed more bloodflow to do so.

“Don’t be scared, Layla. If anything, it likes your hand touching it. I loved it when you stroked my whole body but if you keep stroking my cock, you are going to get a lovely surprise.” Dynasty chuckled, another groan escaped the woman as her cock began stiffer the longer Layla stroked her length. At the mention of Layla saying would she be able to fit, the dragon woman felt her cock harden straight into the air, her cock growing in forth and length, a good 11 inches in length with a girth that can properly stuff a needy hole.

“Mhmm, we can always try. However, I wouldn’t mind getting a quick taste of you. Help you out with the lubrication.” Dynasty licked her lips, eyeballing Layla with a big grin on her face.

 

[Red-Scarlet]

"Holy..." she let out as she saw just how big it got. "I... You don't mind if I'm not experienced? I want to make you feel good," Layla added, her tone reverential. "You're so... awe inspiring. You'd really be willing to make me feel good too?" All the while she talked, her inexperienced hand was stroking, grasping the dragon's cock tightly.

When Dynasty confirmed that, yes, she'd love to give as good as she could, Layla nodded. "If that's what you wish, it's what you will get!" she said. She stood, and her hands went to the hem of her tunic. Not knowing how best to make it exciting, she simply lifted her shirt off, revealing her ample bosom, her nipples hard from excitement. Her skirt went next, shucked and set aside along with her panties. She stood in front of Dynasty, legs spread slightly, and fully naked to match the dragon's own unclothed state. Her inner thighs were wet, her pussy leaking and aching for some relief.

 

[Femmesto]

Dynasty didn’t think a flustered girl was cute but Layla took the cake. But every dragon liked to be wooed and appreciated, even complimented on. Now, in past, there have been dragons who took pride in pleasuring dragon keepers since they were so devour in offering them goods, treasure, food, or thensleves. Dragons were greedy and this dragon happened to like woman and girls. This one clearly wanted to please her, and Dynasty would be stupid to say no.

“I can handle the inexperience but be careful firmly gripping my cock. It hurt a little but I get it you are excited.” Dynasty noted in positivity, a grin dancing on her face as she watched Layla strip to her birthday suit in front of her, seeing the delicious sight of young breast and dripping snatch. Dynasty reached out and grabbed Layla’s waist, pulling her close to the dragon. “Mhmm, I love your scent.” Dynasty trailed her scaly tongue along the side of Layla’s leg, tasting her juices before her mouth ended up on her pussy, Dynasty’s tongue began to swirl on her clit, loud sucking sounds could be heard due to Dynasty’s mouth sucking in Layla’s entrance. The dragons mouth was warm as it worked for more of the dragon keepers wetness. As if she was thirsty. And she was thirsty for Layla.

 

[Red-Scarlet]

"Yes ma'am!" Layla replied when instructed on how to properly handle the draconic member. And when she was pulled up close to Dynasty, her face, which had partially recovered from her earlier blush, turned bright red again. "Do you-OH!" she moaned out as she felt the thick, hot tongue trail saliva along her inner thigh. She opened her legs as wide as she could to give access, as her moans and panting added to the lewd noises echoing in the chamber.

Layla's eyes rolled back, entirely unable to form words as the dragon pleasured her. She retained just enough awareness to try and give back, one hand reaching awkwardly for the dragon's cock. She only managed to find the tip, and gently rubbed and played with it, feeling the thick droplets of precum welling up. She still wasn't sure if it could fit-but as she felt her first orgasm building, she was increasingly sure she didn't care.