Melting the Heart of a Dragon (SaraFisherRP & Daughter of Artemis)

[Daughter of Artemis]

Prosperity. It was not often a word one thought of when thinking of Merlot, the small farming village to the west of the Capital city. For years the farm lands had been burned, cindered leaving scarcely enough food for the people of the village let alone the neighboring towns they sold their crops to. It was in those years that the people had come up with the plan to appease their enemy. To placate the beast that burned their crops and ate their cattle. The mythical dragon lived in the far reaches of the hills just to the south of Merlot between the border of Merlot and Grtly. Yet the beast never attached the well-armed and populated Grtly, rather it focused its fury on Merlot and the people knew not why. Nor did they care. Not now, nearly six years later after the first sacrifice, the first offering. Every year Merlot offered one of it’s young women, it’s virgin women to the fire breathing dragon.

This year no woman wished to be given up to the beast. For not one of the six previous women had ever returned. Melanie wondered, as she was walked to the altar that had been crafted for this very purpose. It was nearly a miles hike to the beasts cavern and no man would go any nearer to it. So each woman was brought to the alter where the beast, every Summer solstice would arrive and usher them to it’s dwelling. Melanie had volunteered so that her sister would not be forced to do so. She had been ready to marry her promised. She was one of three girls and promised to the bakers son as the oldest. Their wedding was to be next week, except then it had been announced that it was her families turn to offer up one of their young women. Her older sister was already married with children. She would not qualify for the dragon’s terms. The dragon wanted a maiden, so that left her sister, Mia who was not even fifteen. Melanie could not allow that and had broken off her engagement with Rufus and told her father that she would be the sacrifice for the beast. That if there were to be a marriage between their two families it would be between Mai and Rufus.

Now, standing in her white ceremonial garb with a crown of daisies wrapped around her head she stepped up to the stone tablet alter. Her father stepped up to her, tears in his eyes as he bid her a fair farewell. When Mia moved to her Melanie whispered a simple request into her younger sister’s ear. “Live well…love often and be happy.”

The sun was setting and as it moved beyond the horizon the group of villages left her alone to await her fate and the arrival of the beast.

 

[SaraFisherRp]

Serai: http://i978.photobucket.com/albums/ae270/ZeroStrategy/survion_rubella-pole-dance.jpg

Serai knew what day it was, her favorite day, sacrifice day. She had gotten up early, made sure she was ready and lastly put on her usual attire, beautiful green silk robes which only covered the vital parts making her beauty something that few others could obtain, she had to look good, make her new little pet drop her guard so she could have the most fun. She walked to the edge of her large magnificent dwelling and spread small but capable wings and took off, her destination was the shrine the sacrifice always waited at, she enjoyed the times in the air and as she approached she took advantage and looked around, the surroundings as amazing as ever, lush green foliage below, a clear blue sky, and the warmth of the sun on her skin made it a wonderful flight.

That wasn't the main thing on her mind though, the main thing on her mind was what awaited her, another beautiful maiden, untouched by the men of their village and hers for the taking. She noticed this girl from a distance and this time her breath was literally taken away for a moment, a smirk on her face as she thought about her version of happiness, which was essentially lust. The woman below was a prime example of beauty that the dragoness happened to love more than anything else, the feminine features combined with the clothing, of course Serai thought the clothing wasn't necessary and wouldn't stay on long.

Despite her breathlessness she landed behind the maiden softly and walked over to her, she stood at 6' 3" small for a dragoness but she was not normal to say the least. Her kind were rare and among them few had such features as she, more human in nature than any other of her kind and that made all of the pleasures she indulged herself in much more accessible. She walked up behind the female and spoke in a very soft sultry voice, almost hypnotic in its tone, a melodic flow to her words which could make even the most dull words sound like music to the ear, "Hello young maiden... You are my next sacrifice are you not?"

As she asked her question she inspected the girl closer, her hand brushing the girls cheek from behind, her hands were much smoother than you would expect and despite her scaly look she had the softest skin, though it was still as touch as scales, something unexplainable, exotic. Her attire and her features she hoped would please the women in front of her, of course whether or not this girl accepted her new role was entirely up to her, she would not be allowing resistance, this girl was hers now, hers to do with as she pleased and even though she was being gentle now her staying that way all depended on the woman in front of her.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

Melanie sat, curling her arms around her chest as she tried to remain warm, the flimsy white gown she had been presented with more robe than proper dressing. Although it was still a hot early evening she could not help but shiver. Her circumstances the cause of this she was sure. Melanie watched, as a daisy from the crown her sister had woven together with a simple string fell. The air making it sway left and then right as it twirled in a circle. Swallowing Melanie watched as the petals fell upon the earth and into a small path of grass at the base of the alter the blades wrapping around the white flower speckled with yellow, as if it were an old lover.

Feeling the sudden shift in the wind, Melanie knew her fate had come to meet her finally. Melanie had been a young woman when the dragoness had began to terrorize their village. And since the arrangement there were hardly any frightening sightings of the beast. Some spoke of her peculiar beauty while others her fiery fury and ruthlessness. It was frightening and exuberating all at once. To be the one to appease the creature so that her neighbors might have another year of good crops with little issue from the dragoness. The mayor had even spoken of an alliance. That the dragoness might be paid to protect Merlot now. The price was too high for the parents of Merlot who would have to sacrifice another of their young women.

“Y..yes.” Melanie murmured her breath catching in her throat. She stiffened at the sound of the feminine voice, Melanie felt her eyes drop slightly the world around her becoming something it was not. Quiet. Quiet except for the thrum of her heart and the breath of the deadly dragon standing behind her, touching her cheek, Melanie could not help her curiosity. She looked, moving her head a bit into the dragon’s touch to look upon the hand…paw…talon? That touched her. It was the color of a magenta orchid and had slender fingers with long, sharp looking nails and yet the skin—surely it was not skin for she could see the outline of the scales—was warm and soft upon her cheek.

“I am yours to do with as you please.” Melanie recited the practiced words, her body trembling with what that recitation would mean for her. Yet she did not lie. Should her sacrifice ensure the survival of her darling sister and the food upon the people of Merlot’s tables, then so be it. Let the mythical creature do with her as she wished and be done with her, releasing her into the hands of her deity where she would join the souls of the women the dragoness had already claimed.

 

[SaraFisherRp]

Serai couldn't help but smile, the words which all before her had uttered were lies, she knew that, she was positive this one would be the same. She would go from 'I am yours' to 'I hate you' she knew those words all too well. "Good then my maiden, you will have to forgive me rushing you but I think getting back to my adobe as soon as possible, I shall carry you like my bride" she said not letting the woman see her fully yet as she wrapped her hands around the small feminine figure in front of her and her nose pushed against the back of Melanie's head her chest against the back of the girl.

Once she had a good grip on the woman she spread her wings and lifted up, at first going slowly to let her new maiden get use to the adrenaline rush that came with the first flight, the light almost sickening feeling. Once in the air she took off though not slowing as she soared through the sky straight towards her cave. It wouldn't take long to make it there and once they did she would be able to show off a little before she took her maiden for the first time, let her see her new home.

After a short fast flight they reached the cave and she landed, the sight that would be seen by the girl in her arms would be a luxurious one. The cave they were at the mouth of was very open and very bright, a magic like light shining throughout controlled by the dragoness and it gave the room an exotic comfortable feel since no matter how dark it got outside it would only be dark inside when it was wished to be so. In the middle of the cave was a large crystal pool of water, the purest you could think of, a light blue used for bathing. That wasn't even the half of it though because in the back of the cave, bigger than any house in the small village of Merlot, maybe up to three times as big, "Come my dear follow me inside to your new home..." she said in a voice that was not particularly kind or cruel but still as majestic as before.

For the first time as she was being led into the tent she could see Serai fully and once inside Serai turned around looking at the girl a plain look on her face as she looked at her once more inspecting her closely. In the room around them it was open, the ground covered in rugs and pillows, small tables in certain areas and the scent of soaps, flowers, and perfumes filled the room to a pleasant degree. In the right corner of the room was a huge futon like item, silks and pillows all over it, it was large enough to fit 10 of them easily and it had a drape canopy all around it so it could be separated from the rest of the tent, the closest thing to a room there was. In other parts of the room there were fruits, wines, cheeses, bread, and some meats all preserved by some type of magic, clothing, even an area devoted to a horde of chests which contained jewelry and other riches.

Once she had given the girl enough time to get her first glimpse she actually smiled, more so for appearance than actual happiness or kindness, "Welcome, I think you will find anything you need here and much much more." she said, the heat and light in the room was controlled by her and she would make it as her new pet wanted, of course after the festivities, maybe some wine to loosen her up, "Would you like a drink before we lay together tonight?" she asked moving a bit closer to Melanie.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

Rush? Melanie saw no rush involved. Then again, she had imagined being swept up into an overbearing creatures arms and carted off, kicking and screaming to its layer where she would be ravished before being cooked and eaten for dessert. Perhaps that was a misplaced scenario as the dragon behind her seemed patient. Though they had hardly spoken at all she was charmed by the idea of being carted off like a bride. She would never be a bride to any man, why not consider this a sort of wedding. She had agreed to be given to the dragoness to do with as she pleased for as long as it wished to keep her. Melanie could not find a better parallel than that of marriage. She was sworn to the womanly creature behind her more than she had been to Rufus, her betrothed.

Melanie wished to turn to face the dragon, whose name she did not know. Melanie wondered if she had a name at all, or if she were to refer to the reptilian woman as Dragon, Mistress, My Lady? Were there any titles she should have been informed of before she was left to her fate? Would anyone even know what to call her except beast, dragon, ungodly creature? No…Melanie did not think they would.

Feeling hands grasp as her hips, breasts she imagined larger than her own press into her back and a deceptively slender arm wrap around her waist, she gasped. Air stuck in her throat as the ground beneath her was lost, her feet dangling in nothing but the open emptiness of the air. “Oh god…” Melanie closed her eyes feeling her heart plummet into her heart as her head spun and her hands grasped desperately at the purple and pink colored arms that held her, her nails digging into the smooth yet tough scaly skin of her captor? Mistress? Wife? No, none of those except perhaps Mistress seemed to fit the current situation.

Never had Melanie imagined being so grateful for her feet to be upon the hard surface of the ground, of earth. Placing her hand to her forehead to stop the sudden spinning she took a moment to collect herself, bending low at the waist as if she were going to upheave her ‘last meal’. Pressing the back of her hand to her mouth as she straightened herself to her full height, a small—in comparison to the Dragoness—5 foot 9 inches, her shoulder blade length dark brown hair falling over her chest as she looked, for the first time, at her surroundings. Her eyes widened with each new sight. The splendor of the Dragoness’ dwelling was unexpected. Melanie had presumed that the woman lived in a dark dank dreary muss covered damp cave lodging. Not…not this. This…the vast softness of the rugs, the fluff of the pillows, the silk of the clothes and the ripe fruit, was…spectacular. Magnificent.

“Beautiful.” Melanie breathed as she slowly spun on her heels to do a 360 from her epicenter of the room, to take it all in again. As she spun she found her heart stopping as she looked to the dragoness whom she had not seen fully. She had watched as her bare feet walked towards this remarkable home. Warm, lit, and deceptively comforting.

“You look…” Melanie froze shocked she had even dared speak the words. “…human.” The maiden breathed as she stepped towards the dragon, her eyes wide as she watched, as if out of body, as her hand moved to touch the magenta cheek. She gasped again as she felt the smooth scale beneath her touch and her eyes roamed to the protruding horns on the halfbreed woman. Surely that was what the dragon was, human and dragon? A mix, a child of the two creatures. How…Melanie did not know but she could not dwell on the thought now. Not as she saw the yellow spine of the dragon’s folded wings.

Pulling back, as if suddenly aware that she had been touching her commander without permission she stepped back and bowed her head. “I would…love a drink” Melanie answered as she bit her bottom lip.

 

[SaraFisherRp]

Serai watched the girl as she took in the sights around her an actual smile appearing on her face during that time which she quickly hid from sight. It was nice to see someone appreciate her home for once since of course it was one of the few things that no matter who it was, friend or foe, could enjoy at first. When the woman spoke Serai was a bit angry, she hid it but being told she looked human brought back memories she soon forget and she dismissed the thought quickly figuring this one like all the others cared not for her stories and she cared not give them for something she had come to see as a limited engagement.

When the woman touched her Serai didn't move letting the feeling of her new pets hand burn into her memory, the most tender touch she was likely to get after tonight, after she forced herself on the woman and tore away her innocence without mercy, the thought giving her both an excited and a slightly regretful feeling but nothing would be changed now, she would not be allowing herself to be seen as anything they did not call her and so she would act the part of beast, monster, all the words they called her which explained their feelings for a creature such as herself.

When told the girl would love a drink she nodded and moved away over to a small table which had goblets and chalices of all different designs and metals, all of them in pairs for the numerous couples formed in this place no matter the time they lasted. This time it was a beautiful golden set, a single red ruby on each of the four sides of the circular chalice which helped the gold sparkle in the luminescent light that surrounded them both. Once the cups were selected she reached for a jug and easily poured them some of the over 200 year old wine, proving her strength at the same time by lifting the large heavy jug with one hand.

Once wine was poured and strength proved Serai walked over to the girl and offered her the cup, "Here, drink your fill and relax, tonight will be long and this will help you get through it..." she said still not in a caring way but more of a matter of fact tone. She took a drink of her own and closed her eyes enjoying the taste of the exquisite wine, it was a kind of wine that was hard to obtain for kings but for her it was as simple as growing it with her magic, aging the wine herself by controlling time in the most simple of ways, a difficult spell for even the most powerful dragon but one she had practiced for her own needs for a very long time, it allowed her to upkeep things easily, though she could affect nothing significant with it. The drawback to her magic though is that she only knew spells that did things such as that, she knew no destructive magic and if people found that out she may not be the powerful person everyone feared her for being, because though she may be strong she was no god, her powers granted her comfort and she could help by making the harvest abundant for the village below, not protect them from invaders though.

"Now beautiful... Come with me..." she said brushing the girls cheek and walked off over towards the large bed, lying on it in a seductive manner though she didn't mean it to be that way and motioned for the girl to join her, their night would take place here, on the bed that was somehow both firm and as soft as a cloud, it could make you feel like your floating. "You understand what I am going to do to you correct?" she asked her beautiful body being exposed as one hand took off her clothes, a preferred attire when she was at her home, full exposure, mostly because it was always the perfect temperature so for her clothes were just a bother.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

Melanie watched as her hostess moved to retrieve her a goblet. The young farm girl’s eyes widened as she saw the gold of the cup, the reddest of rubies upon it. Not that the young woman had seen many rubies. Only ever in portraits or in storybooks of royalty. Never in person and they had never looked to gorgeous. So hypnotizing…

Melanie nearly missed her hostess display of strength, lifting a jug that would have taken three men to lift and left them out of breath as they did so, with her single bare hand. Melanie felt her heart flinch, a shooting pain moving through her. Fear, the fear that had been with her from the moment she had watched as Mia’s silhouette disappeared from view, turned to terror. The slender arms that had carried her here, Melanie knew they had power, strength within them. How else would she have so effortlessly carried here all this way? Yet, she had not realized how powerful the woman could be. The show caused her to take a step back, her wrist twitching at her side as she grasped onto the white skirt of her gown.

“Thank you…” Melanie whispered as she took the offered goblet and brought it to her lips slowly. She had never had alcohol before. She could not afford it. She worked as a seamstress, apprenticing under the Head seamstress of Merlot, but the apprenticeship did not offer her much money. A few gallons every two weeks. Hardly enough for her to go off and spend them on a mug of ale at the local tavern. Savoring the elegant taste, she rolled it around her tongue, feeling a sense of dread as she swallowed it, unwilling to find herself without the earthly taste. It was a bit bitter and as she swallowed it, there was a slight burn at the back of her throat but she paid it little mind. She had heard of how men hacked after having their drinks of liquor at the tavern, she knew to expect a bit of an aftertaste. Still, it was delicious. It tasted of ripe raspberries.

Tilting the gold goblet back a bit she swallowed half of the wine in one mouthful at the Dragoness’ comment. Would she need this wine to help dull her senses? Was her first time with anyone going to be as painful an event as she had begun to imagine it being? With Rufus it would have been slow and gentle, as he loved her in his own way, and he would have spoken sweet nothings into her ear, reassurances and comfort. She would not get that here, not from the dragoness. Even as she touched her so tenderly, almost reverently, Melanie knew better. It was a rouse, a sly maneuver to help ease her into her new role, the role she was meant to fulfill tonight.

Throwing back the rest of her goblet of wine she staggered towards the bed, her feet unsteady. Not from the alcohol but from her fear, her apprehension. “I know what is expected of me. Before…we begin. May I…” Melanie swallowed down her fear and found a bit of courage. “May I ask your name?” If she were to lose her innocence, her purity to this dragoness she wished to know her name. Not so that she might curse her name but that she just might know who to…she blushed at the mere thought of it…but who to call out to in either her pleasure or pain.

Melanie informed as she sat upon the bed and rather than remain away from the disrobing dragon she moved closer, lying on her side as she watched, transfixed, as the deep green ivory robe fell away from the dragoness’ body. The dragon thought of her as beautiful….while Melanie could only drop her jaw in awe of the godly body before her.

The first thing that Melanie noticed as what looked to be a tattoo upon her hostess’ left arm. Two crescent moons one beneath the other in a dark blue ink that stood out beautifully against her purple sink. As if under the same spell before, Melanie reached forward and traced her fingertips over the tattoo’s a small smile forming as she drew over them, once, twice, three times before looking up, her hand stilling on the scales before her as she met the dragoness’ eyes.

“Am I…” Melanie lost her question and dropped her hand away from the halfbreed’s arm, her eyes looking down. Except as she looked down she saw the sight of pebbled nipples and her mouth went dry. “My apologies. I do not mean to…touch you unwarrantedly.”

 

[SaraFisherRp]

When she had handed the cup of wine to the girl she noticed the look of fear, she knew that look all too well, the one that brought upon words of curse and hatred towards her, the unpleasant names she was called. She didn't mind though, fear was natural and it would not be the last time the girl feared her, especially after their night together since it would not be romantic, it would not be sweet, it would simply be what it was, sex.

When the girl reached her side Serai looked at her and then what came next surprised her, the woman not only asked her name but she began touching her, it was odd, most women just called her dragon and she had even been called beast by one of the previous women but never, not even once, had she been asked her name. Not only that but the woman touched her, a tender touch that made a warmth run through the dragoness, then the fear kicked in again and Serai sighed. "Do not worry young one, I will not hurt you for touching me, in fact it is something I rather enjoy, to be touched... As for my name it is Serai..."

After introducing herself Serai leaned in and kissed the girl, a very rough and passionate kiss from the start and she sat her cup to the side away from what was to take place before she pushed the girl on her back, it was a strong push but just enough to get her on her back and no more, "Tell me beautiful... What is your name?" she asked her hands moving to remove the girls clothing, as she kissed the nape of her neck awaiting the name of the woman whose flower she was about to pluck.

In her mind she had all kinds of thoughts raging but she was mainly thinking about how to go about this, she was thinking it would be the same rough sex she usually had with her maidens, of course that meant warming the girl up and then she usually used her tail to seal the joining, obtaining blood to bind the girl to her, the blood only obtainable once... It would hurt, she knew it would but at the same time once this was done the deal was sealed, the girl was hers and until she ran away that was the way it would be.

When Serai thought about it none of the maidens had ever stayed more than a week or two, they all ran away from fear, disdain, and sometimes even just to spite the dragoness. She was curious to see how long this one would last before she ran out on her, she gave her a few days, mainly because this one was nice, polite, beautiful, she figured the woman would never be able to take the rough love making that the dragoness demanded to sate her lust and she was going to be testing her soon.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

“I am?” Melanie asked surprised. She was allowed to touch the dragon? She could not help but smile. She was a very inquisitive woman. Something she was often times scolded for through the years. Her curiosity had more times than not gotten her and Mia into heaps and bundles of trouble. Melanie could not help it though. She was easily intrigued and hardly ever lost interest in one of her hobbies’, as Rufus called them. Rufus had been her friend since childhood. They had grown into adults together. He was her most trusted friend and dearest love, but their life together was not to be. Although she felt she should mourn this loss, the unattainable wish to be his wife and grow older together as they raised their children, she did not. She had not shed a tear at her loss for Rufus. She did not understand this emotional withdrawal. Though she should have known. She had convinced herself that this was the right thing to do. That Mia deserved a better life than to die at the hands of this womanly creature.

Melanie’s eyes widened as she was kissed. She had kissed Rufus several times before but never had she kissed him, or been kissed by him with such wanton desire, passion, fire. Melanie could not help but moan the pressure upon her lips bruising. She should have protested, pushed the dragon away but she did not. Instead she met the creature’s tongue stroke for stroke her hand grasping onto the colored forearm of her hostess…her future lover and murderess.

That thought alone made her pull away. As sweet as the reptilian hybrid’s mouth had tasted, the faint remainder of her fine wine still upon her tongue, she could not forget her place. She was to be the dragons bedmate, her sexual partner but never were they to be lovers. There would be no love in this act and Melanie had prepared herself, as best as she thought she could for this outcome. For her inevitable perish after the dragon had lost interest with her. As for the last six years none of the woman who had been ‘sacrificed’ had ever returned, and having been within the dragoness’ home for nearly an hour she had seen not hide or tail of any of the women.

“Seria…” Melanie spoke, her voice soft as she looked into the eyes of her hostess. “…a beautiful name for a lovely creature.” Melanie wondered where the words had come from, and where the courage had come from—yet again—that she brought her hand up to touch the dragoness’…no Seria’s face once again. Still, she remained awed by the soft texture to her scaly skin. Melanie fell onto her back at the push and swallowed her body stiffening naturally as the dragoness moved above her. Her reaction was of both fear and anxious trepidation. “Melanie…my name is Melanie.” Would she just be another forgotten maiden for the womanly dragon before her? She hoped that if the dragon were never to remember her name that her family and her village did. To be remembered meant she would live forever, even if her heart stopped and her lungs no longer breathed in air.

Watching, Melanie looked to the hands expertly removing her clothing the sharp nails…talons?...cutting the dress down the middle to reveal that she had been dressed in nothing but the crown of daisies and the white—the color of purity—gown. Finding that her grasp of the soft Egyptian cotton beneath her was not enough she did as she said she was aloud. She grasped onto Seria’s hips and held her lightly. She did not push the woman away or pull her closer, she just latched onto her to have some form of physical contact with the dragon that hovered above her.

 

[SaraFisherRp]

The surprise the woman felt would not last long, if the dragoness had refused her the privilege of touching her they would not be able to coexist properly. That was because not only was this whole experience going to be hard for the young maiden but without some sort of bonding for her from touching she would not be as well off. Out of the many women she had brought here few had endured it without hatred brewing on the first night and she thought this woman would be the same, the touching would at least provide her with something to grip to as she writhed in pain and pleasure beneath the dragoness. She pushed those thoughts aside though and thought more on how she had been kissed back, not the first time but it was the first time it had seemed so intense, so willful, like Melanie had wanted her without, yet she dismissed it and explained it as fulfilling her role.

Serai had continued and been shocked when complimented though her iron gaze would not let you see it. She didn't stop though, the compliments, touching, kissing, it all made her all the more eager to have her way with the beautiful human she had underneath her and she decided no more waiting, it was time to explore her body and that was what she began to do. She was leaned over the woman, her mouth moving down and she immediately went to work, no more of the rough passionate kissing. He mouth found what it was looking for latching on to one of the cute pink nipples, her tongue wrapping around the bead of pink flesh squeezing it gently. The tongue was once again not what you would expect, it was not a could reptilian tongue, it was almost human giving further proof of her half-breed status.

Serai didn't stop there though, her hand moved down, slowly over the smooth skin of Melanie's stomach tracing her nails ever so gently along the skin. When she reached the womanhood she so badly wanted. One of her fingers found the entrance to this sacred place, this unbroken seal, and without waiting she pushed the finger inside a bit forcefully, not far enough to break the seal as she called it, but enough to feel the squeeze of the woman around her finger and to further grow her lust to the point that she was about to hurt this girl, her lust so intense that she wasn't able to be gentle and soon she knew she would hurt this one as well but she was so mad for contact that she didn't care anymore though she was trying to wait for Melanie to allow her, to relax, so it wouldn't tear her when she entered, a struggle was the worst thing for her.

She stopped her suckling for a brief moment, a bit of saliva on her chin and a good amount on the breast she had been suckling, "You need to relax Melanie... This will happen whether you do or not but it would be wise for you to just take a deep breath and relax..." she said in a matter of fact tone before going back down, this time suckling on the other breast, her tongue once again latching and wrapping around the soft pink bead. Her thoughts once again went to how much this woman had surprised her and she wondered, could she loosen up, could this creature submit to her properly, probably not, she would just have to break her like the rest, though track record showed it didn't work she hadn't thought about that part, she had only thought of what she wanted and that was sexual interaction even if forced.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

Melanie was overcome. With thoughts, emotions, feelings…lord in the sky above the feelings! The touch of the practically human hand upon her skin, the languid lick of Seria’s tongue. It was all far too much. Was this how it was meant to be? Was it proper that she feel pleasure from this? Wasn’t it better for her to be aroused by the dragoness’ touch than disgusted. Would this all make it so much easier? There would be less violence wouldn’t there? Wasn’t Seria’s body meant to be cold and rough? Her scales ragged and biting as they moved against her flesh pressing her down onto the bed? So many questions and she had so little answers. How could she, she had only just met the dragoness, the womanly beast an enigma all on her own. Melanie could not help it as her lips twitched into a bit of a smile. Would she be given time to answer all these questions? Learn from the dragoness before she was disposed of?

When would she be released to death, Melanie wondered. Would it be soon? Directly after being taken by this half-breed? Or would it be long months that she was the woman’s pet, a body the dragoness merely used for her satisfaction? Melanie thought it would be a year to remember, her last and that was if t Serai intended to keep her. How would she entice the dragoness to keep her alive? To stay or long enough to find an escape, and if she escaped how could she ever return home? She had offered herself as the sacrifice for her village, in the stead of her sister. Would Serai ask for another woman should she disappear? Would they then choose Mia, again, to take her place should she run? No, Melanie could not allow that to happen. Whatever horrors Serai was trying to warn her of that she was about to face, she would do so with her head held high—or in this case bowed low—and subject herself to the whims of the creature on top of her.

Melanie’s mouth dropped her questions leaving her as she felt Serai’s tongue wrap around her pert nipple, lavishing it with warmth. “Gods…” Melanie’s eyes popped open as she bent her head forward to look to the slightly curved horn at the crown of her head, the longer one, pressing into the smooth base of her neck. Serai’s finger moved down her body and Melanie stiffened, even as Serai asked her to relax. “Serai…I…” Biting her lower lip as Serai slipped her finger between her virgin lips and pressed inside of her untouched cavern. “Ungh…” Melanie closed her eyes as her body arched into Serai’s mouth, pulling away slightly from her probing finger. She needed to relax, she did. Serai was right, but it was so hard. The simplest touch, the softest invasion into her and she was already as stiff as a board, her muscles taught as she chewed on her bottom lip. She was surprised to find that Serai did not press further, only toyed her fingertip at the untorn muscle within her.

Her finger nails bit into the slim hips, finding finally the roughness she had expected from the scaly skin. “I’m trying…” Melanie admitted as she looked down at the purple tuff of hair upon Serai’s head surrounded by the three horns. "Can..." Melanie's lips trembled as a tear came to her eyes. "...kiss me again, please." Melanie requested as she brought her hand, slowly, trembling to Serai's head, brushing through the smooth purple bangs, her fingertip grazing the larger of her three horns.

 

[SaraFisherRp]

Serai as she began to work the girls body to her will she thought she noticed a smile for a moment, an odd emotion for being the sacrifice for the terrible dragon, she couldn't help but thinking this female was full of surprises, smiles, an almost intimacy the dragoness found strange and almost unnerving. The smile soon gave way to what she was going for, pleasure, she could see it on the face of Melanie, her soft noises and utterances signs that everything was going as it should, that her mouth and fingers were having the effect that she wanted them to have. Of course she would feel the pain soon, the dragoness hadn't even pushed inside of her yet.

The dragoness was about to use her tail and push inside but then Melanie interrupted her, moans of pleasure, saying her name, and finally she asked for a kiss, it was not usual and it was confusing Serai, she was use to having no requests besides stop or get off me, sometimes they called her names but never in intimate or endearing tones. She would kiss Melanie though, the moved her mouth up to Melanie's this kiss gentler than earlier since it was more to help distract from what was happening below, her hand retreating from the humans womanhood and her tail moving to the area, now the tail had a piece of jewelry on it and besides looking beautiful it worked to stop her tail from pushing in too far.

She continued to kiss her maiden, her tongue pushing forcefully into the girls mouth and dancing around inside, seeking the wetness and good feeling that came with the act. Now it was happening, slowly the tail moved into Melanie's womanhood only stopping when it reached the seal and one of Serai's hands went to her cheeks brushing it gently. The kiss was so passionate it was bringing some sort of pleasure to the experienced dragon which was rare, she knew then it was time she couldn't hold back. That is when it came, the tail thrust inside breaking the seal roughly, giving her a moment to react but not long, it would hurt no matter what and Serai's patience was at its breaking point and she began moving her tail in and out at a regular pace, neither trying to go slowly or quickly.

As she did this her mouth was the only comfort she could give, continuously kissing the maiden to give her some kind of constant pleasure, her hand occupied in touching herself as she had her way with the girl, the lust she had growing with each moment and she was trying to keep up with it by pleasing herself with her fingers. Using the same fingers she had inside of the woman which turned her on more than anything, the juices of the girl mixing with her own. Of course she had another thing on her mind though, the binding ritual, once this was over she would have to perform the sacred magical ceremony, binding this girl to her for as long as they both lived.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

Melanie moaned as Serai’s mouth moved against her own, her tongue once again diving within the reaches of her mouth. She arched her back into the dragoness’ body. The touch of Serai’s body against her own, her weight upon her felt suffocating. It was…pleasurable. The intimacy of the moment far exceeding anything she had thought.

Feeling Serai’s finger withdraw from her sheath she groaned, turning her head to escape the kisses she had so asked for, the ones she needed to find any form of comfort in this act. Melanie would not kid herself. This act was only about taming the beasts lust, giving Serai what she wanted and nothing more. This was not about her pleasure it was about Serai’s desires and fulfilling them. Seeing Serai’s tail move before she felt it her eyes widened at what very well could have been a necklace for a human but was merely a ring for the dragoness’ tail. Would this be how she lost her purity? From the stab of the dragon’s tail tip? The thought made her shiver as she wrapped her arms around Serai’s neck and kissed the creature again. Wanting to stifle her cry as Serai’s added appendage moved to her waiting entrance, where Melanie was surprised to feel a warm coating of arousal dripping from her. Was it the fear that excited her? The prospect of being taken like a common whore that brought about a pleasurable shiver to her?

It did not matter what caused her arousal. What mattered was the stretch of her body to accommodate Serai’s tail as it moved inch by painful inch into her body until it pressed against her hymen. “Please…” Melanie was unsure what she was begging for because before she had time to clarify her body was aflame in pain as she came up from the bed her chest pressing against Serai as the dragoness took from her the only gift she had ever thought to offer a lover. Melanie felt a sudden flow come from her body and knew it to be the blood that signified the tainting of her innocence, the taking of her purity.

Whimpering she grasped tightly onto Serai’s shoulders, holding the womanly halfbreed against her as her mouth was assaulted in the same manner as her sex was with Serai’s probing tongue.

Melanie knew it would hurt, had been warned it would be painful and that until her bleed was complete she would not be able to find release. But she had to wonder why anyone would want to find release. With each thrust of Serai’s jeweled tail a wave of agony washed over her. Her body tight as her walls clutched at the invading length within her. Needing air, a reprieve she let her head fall back upon the bed, her arms still deftly locked around Serai’s shoulders clutching at her, holding the colored scaled body against her own. “Unmm…” Melanie gasped as her body began to relax, her muscles easing their tension although with each upward thrust she tensed and with each backward pull she relaxed perhaps thinking it would end.

The feeling of Serai’s breasts moving against her own, her own hardened nipples toughing the hard smooth chest of her hostess, her capture, her owner. “Serai…” Melanie groaned burying her head against the dragoness’ shoulder as she whimpered.

 

[SaraFisherRp]

The arousal of the maiden beneath her made it so much harder not to ravage her, to stay at the pace she was at, she knew if she went off and ravaged her when it was her first time she could do some serious damage, maybe even irreversible to the woman and she didn't want just one night, she wanted many to come and she kept thinking that to make sure she didn't act rashly and plunge inside even harder. The kiss they were sharing didn't help though, while she knew it comforted the girl beneath her the dragoness was being turned on even more with every second that kiss went on, her tongue and mouth pleased by Melanie's own.

Though now she could tell the pain was setting in, once she broke the seal that signified the untouched purity Melanie had held onto for so long. She had known it would hurt and she wasn't helping but she kept thrusting her tail in and out getting a pace going, the feeling of her tail being squeezed by the tight cavernous hole gave her a pleasurable sensation that ran up her spine and was almost as good as what she got from touching herself... Almost.

She was starting to pant inside of Melanie's mouth before the kiss was ended and once it was she was noticeably panting in pleasure, a soft moan escaping occasionally though it didn't slow her down, her fingers moving faster as she pleasured herself and despite her best efforts her tail began moving a bit faster, juices from both of them being splashed on the other. Not only that but after the constant rubbing of her breasts against Melanie's caused a raw pleasure to start coming every time their nipples connected and rubbed against one another. She was close to a climax and though she thought nothing of Melanie's pleasure she heard the whimper of the girl clung to her body and she looked over through her panting licking the girls neck gently, her body now quivering. Soon she tipped her head back and cried out in pleasure, her voice giving this sound of perfection off, her moans and cries pleasant to the ear. Once she caught her breath almost a minute later, the dragon looking into Melanie's eyes, her tail retreating fro the cave covered in the fluids of the girl.

She then took her cup and let all of that liquid fall into it from her tail. She didn't mean to seem insensitive or in a rush but she took Melanie's hands off her and sat back the cup with her fluids in it mixed with the rich wine was now her focus. She took the cup and one of her hands waved over it as she uttered a few words in an incomprehensible language and a glow shined from the cup, a bright white glow. Once she was done with her words she lifted the cup up and without hesitation drank all of the cocktail the bright white light easily seen as it went down to her stomach, a glow within her and finally it disappeared and she looked to Melanie, she would have offered comforting words but she had none. She just sat there for a moment in awkward silence, she must have thought it strange, the innocent girl probably thought of sex as something special, love, cuddling afterwards but the dragon simply stood and looked towards the door, "I am going to bathe, you may join if you want, of course your hips may hurt now, if so feel free to relax, this is your home now..." she said walking out of the room quickly, no love or emotion in her tone at all, like nothing had just happened.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

Melanie groaned, attempting to pull away from each of Serai’s thrust rather than meet them as she thought she should. With the rise of the dragon’s thrusts she lost her breath, her eyes looking up towards the ceiling of her new home. The image of Serai’s body in her peripheral vision moving against her was…incredible. The grind of their bodies meeting was driving her mad. How one moment it could feel so blissfully wonderful and the next nothing but a sharp pain bewildered her. Biting into her bottom lip, Melanie tried to keep from crying out in her discomfort.

The brush of Serai’s breath against her neck, the sound of her panting, the pleasure she could tell, feel Serai was receiving from this made her stomach churn. No matter her growing disgust at Serai’s desire, her obvious inclination towards this, she could not help as her body grew hot with a desirous flush. Melanie wanted to voice her request for the dragoness to stop, to release her so that she might find some comfort within her own arms wrapped tightly around her. It was not to be however. No matter her stiffness or obvious dislike of the current situation, the predicament, their bonding Serai did not stop and Melanie did not ask her to. Afraid that should she ask to be released, for the dragoness to be gentler, or anything more than she currently was, that there would be more. More pain and perhaps more pleasure.

Feeling the tremor of Serai’s body against her own, the twitch of her tail and a final thrust, harder than those before it, reached deeper into her depths than the previous ones, Melanie welcomed the freedom that followed. Reveled in the fact that she was free of Serai’s body upon her own, her tail no longer buried deep within her.

Finally freedom from the invading appendage Melanie sighed, her heart constricted in pain as her body moved into a ball upon itself, her hands grasping at her forearms as she looked, watched as Serai took the chalice from before, the wine that they had both enjoyed before they’d lied together. Her first time…given to this heartless dragon who simply ignored her as she performed some pagan ritual, the light of her conjured mix scaring Melanie. Why add her blood, Serai’s own released arousal with the wine? What was there in that? What was the signified of that, of this…any of it at all? Did the brew ensure the dragon’s life? Was that why she asked for virgins? The blood of her broken innocence an ingredient to a potion that kept her alive, kept her youthful?

Melanie closed her eyes and pulled up her knees groaning loudly at the pain that shot through her as she closed her legs and pulled her bent knees up to her stomach. The offer to move, to bathe did in fact appeal to her. But she would not bathe with the dragoness. She would wait until she had finished. The idea that this was her home left her saddened. Tears slipped from her green eyes as she looked to the bed sheet beneath her as she grasped it tightly into her fist.

Was this what she would be doing for the remainder of her life? Gods, she hoped not.

 

[SaraFisherRp]

The dragoness nodded to herself when she found herself alone in the bath, this was the way it was supposed to be she thought. To her aloneness was all she had ever known, dragons didn't accept half-breeds, humans didn't accept dragons of any kind, and her title as monster took care of the rest, now at least she had someone to take her desires out on, she would keep that as her only real positive about what had happened. Of course she totally expected for next time not to hear her name being said, no smile, no request for kissing, the woman knew what she was here for now, knew why she had been chosen, and likely had already made up her mind about the dragoness.

She didn't just sit idly in the water though, no she began her bath, making sure to heat the water up with the magic all dragons knew, fire, heating the water to a wonderful relaxing temperature. She bathed herself in a sweet smelling liquid made from flowers and honey. She relaxed for a long while her heart hurting when she thought about how horrible it would be in place of the human. She sighed and shook it off, no sympathy for someone who hated her already, and if she showed sympathy it isn't like anything would come out of it but betrayal.

She stepped out of the bath awhile later and grabbed a assortment of perfumes, making herself smell beautiful. She stepped back inside and looked at Melanie and sighed, "The bath is all yours Melanie, it should still be heated but it you would like me to warm it up more just tell me. Also soaps and such are out there, feel free to use the perfumes and if you prefer to be clothed once you get out I will help you to find some suitable garments." she said heading over to where the food was, "Oh and if you want something to eat tell me now, I shall prepare a plate." she said her voice still almost emotionless, certainly not caring. She began cutting herself some cheese and gathering some fruit, plus more wine, all this was for before bed and she had an appetite that was harder to sate than a humans so it was in normal proportions many times a day.

She did however, despite her attitude of indifference towards Melanie turn and look at the girl an unfamiliar feeling washing over her as she waited to see if she wanted or needed anything, she wasn't quite sure what it was but she didn't like new feelings and it made her a bit angry, not at the girl but in general. "So?" she asked the anger slightly obvious as she waited for the answer from her new companion, a twinge of regret knowing she would scare the poor girl.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

Melanie jumped at the sudden sound of the dragoness as she came back to the open bedroom. Looking up from the sheets that were damp with her tears, silent as they had been, she watched as Serai moved through the room, still wet from her own bath. “I…” Melanie cleared her throat, the tightness of it making it all the more difficult to speak. Moving, her muscles stiff as she sat up she felt exposed as she looked down upon her naked flesh. “Am I to bathe in the…spring?” Melanie asked jumping at the unhidden frustration, the anger in the dragoness’ voice.

Moving to stand she only cringed once before finally rising. Her arm instinctively went around her stomach to rest across her waist as the other wrapped around her chest, as if to hide herself from the dragoness’ view. It was of no use however. The womanly half breed had already seen her body, taken it as she pleased. What was there to hide?

Dropping the arm that covered her breasts to her side she kept the other around her waist and cringed as she looked down to her legs to see a trail of blood caking on her skin. “I’m not hungry but…thank you.” Melanie whispered careful to not meet the dragoness’ eyes, she looked to the floor but remembered her lessons as a child to be mannerful to all.

“Is there…I don’t need much.” Melanie informed as she looked to her right, her chin resting on her shoulder as she stood with her back to the dragoness. “A robe would…would be nice.” Melanie intoned before she turned back and walked towards the enchanted spring, stepping slowly into the warm water. She stepped to the center of the pool and brought her hands down to her own defiled sex and touched it gently, softly, before taking her time cleaning herself with the soaps that Serai had granted her permission to use.

She remained in the bath until the water was cold and rose from the pool, the water cascading down her body as she made her way back towards the room Serai had been in last. “Am I to sleep with you, Serai?” Melanie asked as she stood at the entrance to the open room, her hair dripping as water droplets slid down her naked form, her steps a bit faltered in her gate.

 

[SaraFisherRp]

Serai nodded when the human asked if she was to bathe in the spring, she had seen human bathes before and she thought hers outdid it easily. Though when she saw the girl jump she felt that emotion she didn't recognize again and she took a deep breath as to not hit something, she was so enraged by this feeling she couldn't figure it out at all. Not only did that make her angry but for some reason the girl covering herself angered her as well, though it never had with the girls in the past.

When she left Serai sighed calming herself down and going over to a large closet, a grand oak piece which she opened to reveal the most beautiful of gowns, she plucked out a beautiful green silken robe and she smiled though she knew not why and walked over to the bed leaving it on the edge, it would look good on her and if she had to cover up she might as well look like a princess. She sighed, maybe she should wear clothing as well, would that make Melanie more comfortable?

She quickly cast the thought away though thinking her happiness didn't matter and instead she went over to the table and took a seat beginning to eat the meal she had prepared for herself, the ripe plump fruits and aged delicate cheeses. She smiled, she loved good food and was glad she led a life where she could eat it, of course she wondered if the girl would like this food, she hoped she could stomach such rich food, of course she had plenty of breads that I am sure the girl would like.

She snapped her self out of it, why the hell was she thinking about that girl so much, it was annoying the hell out of her now and she jumped up finishing her food and honeyed wine before going over to her chests and digging around. As she was digging the girl came back into the tent and Serai turned to her a smile coming on her face, "Yes, you are to sleep with me, I will not touch you again tonight though, nothing besides maybe a goodnight kiss..." she said a bit of her humor though it made no sense in a real comedic way.

She stood up now, her hands behind her back as she walked towards the girl and showed her the beautiful silk robe, "That is for you... So is this..." she said placing a magnificent golden ring on top of the robes, it was actually magical though she found the women she brought back preferred thinking of it as a regular gift, the magic in it wasn't bad though, it got rid of pain by healing wounds, nothing instant but in about 5 hours minor wounds would heal, gashes were beyond its power but it was a nice gift for a girls first time.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

Melanie nodded, biting the inside of her bottom lip. Their sleeping arrangements did not bother her. What had bothered her was the prospect of being…taken again. She would have slept upon the floor by the bathing spring if it meant she could have an evening of peace. Relieved, did not begin to cover her relief at being told she would not be touched again. After everything that had happened she felt far too vulnerable and with her bleeding slowing she knew Serai might wish to be with her again. Still, she offered a small smile.

“If it is a kiss that my lady wishes, she shall have ten thousand and more for she is the moon to my stars and birds to my empty skies…” Melanie recited before blushing and ducking her head down, her fingers moving to tuck her long brunette tresses behind her ear.

“This is…” Melanie did not have a proper word to describe the beauty of the emerald silk robe being placed before her. Seeing the ring Melanie’s eyes widened. “I couldn’t possibly wear something of such value.” Melanie informed as she snapped her eyes to the dragoness before her. Nearly swallowing her tongue Melanie was quick to recount her words. “Thank you…they’re both lovely.” She grasped a hold of the robe and held the ring in the palm of her hand. Stepping away from the bed and thereby the dragoness Melanie slipped on the robe, the delicate felt sliding over her skin the touch as soft as a feather. It was glorious. Looking to the ring in her hand as it rested in the heart of her palm she picked it up and inspected it further before slipping it onto her index finger.

“May I…retire for the evening?” Melanie asked as she looked from Serai to the bed and the bloodied sheets. At the sight Melanie felt her face flame and a twinge pinch inside her gut as she placed her hand upon her stomach above her naval. “If you wish for the stains to come out, I should wash the sheets now.” Looking to Serai to see if the dragoness wished for her to remove the soiled sheets or not.

 

[SaraFisherRp]

Serai shook her head, "You are no slave my dear you are simply my woman, you do not have to do things such as that, especially when all I have to do is say a few words and that stain will disappear..." she said simply saying a few mumbled phrases, it was a rebirth spell, it could be used for several purposes, cleaning things, bringing spoiled food back to perfection, and for fixing things that have broken. Once the bed was clean the dragoness smiled looking to Melanie and biting her lower lip now, the woman was such a beauty and she couldn't believe how lucky she had gotten this time, the sacrifice maybe the best in the history of the village, why they would give up one as stunning as her Serai would never know.

"Well if you are tired we shall sleep, though I will join you in a short while, I want to read before I slumber..." she dragoness said walking over and kissing the womans forehead gently and then down to Melanie's lips for a gentle loving kiss, "Goodnight..." she said as she walked towards a corner near the other side of the tent, a place where books and scrolls of all type laid around waiting to be read, different languages as well as some that seemed to be ancient, some would consider them treasures beyond comprehension and though Serai appreciated their value she simply enjoyed them as what they were, books.

She was a bit distracted though, once she left the womans side she sighed, the feeling she kept having was becoming more intense, it was overwhelming her at times and it was honestly irritating not to know what was going on with her own body. She would figure it out though she always did and once she figured it out she would make sure to either live with it or get rid of it. She shrugged it off for now though and continued reading, the book actually a magic tome detailing rituals and such like the one she performed earlier, it was in fact a ritual of soul binding which would allow if the dragoness wanted for them to share thoughts and emotions, of course they both had to be intimate enough to make it work and they were nowhere near that. After a few pages she closed the tome and sat it on a desk looking back at Melanie to see if she was still awake or deep in slumber.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

The knowledge that she was no slave, she was just a kept woman, abated any of her fears and with just that simple bit of information she straightened her shoulders and looked into Serai’s eyes.

“You possess magic abilities…” Melanie spoke, as if to herself as she turned towards the bed and watched as the stain of her own impurity washed away leaving the sheet bare, as if untouched. Snapping her head back to Serai Melanie froze, finding the dragoness far closer than she had been before she’d turned towards the bed. “I…I am tired.” The brunette spoke her voice soft as her eyes drifted to the lips directly above her. She moaned the moment Serai’s lips touched her own. And against her own will she lurched forward as if to maintain contact with those…tantalizing lips.

Blushing yet again Melanie took a hold of her robe along her legs, to keep herself from reaching out to the half-breed, and lay down upon the bed. Melanie was not meant to have enjoyed the kiss. She never should have asked for a kiss to begin with. Never should have…she sighed. She should not find pleasure in kissing the womanly creature who’d just taken from her what should have been Rufus’, should have been hers for the giving.

Pulling the sheet around her body Melanie watched as Serai moved into the corner of the ominous tent beside what looked like hundreds of reading materials. Books, scrolls, Melanie was surprised there weren’t any stone tablets with hieroglyphics. It was confusing. Serai was so much like a human female but looked as she was exactly. A half-breed. How Serai came to be, how a dragon could have mated with a human and the child survived…Melanie did not know. Perhaps…perhaps she would ask the dragoness.

Blinking, noticing that Serai was looking to her from across the room she offered a silly smirk. “You mumble when you read.” She pointed out, because it was cute and endearing and had nearly put her to sleep. “Good…goodnight.” Deciding she had said enough, listened enough to Serai’s mumblings and spent enough time on thought she leaned back, turned onto her side, clutching the sheet against her chest and closed her eyes searching for sleep.

As her breathing slowed and she was lost in her dreams, she wondered what morning would find for her.

 

[SaraFisherRp]

Serai smiled when Melanie spoke to her, the sound of the womans voice a comfort to her and as the girl fell asleep she just watched, her eyes focused on the cute habits that surrounded it. After Melanie fell asleep the dragoness continued to watch her a smile plastered on her face and once again she was interrupted by that curious emotion but she was finding it less and less annoying and almost pleasant, she still hadn't figured out why but she had stopped getting upset every time she felt the emotion wash over her. "She is so beautiful..." Serai muttered to herself as she stood from the chair she had sat in without noticing as she read.

Once she was up she quietly walked over to where Melanie was asleep listening to the soft breathing of the beauty and finally she slowly got down next to the girl, somehow managing to get right up against the woman without waking her. She thought about the next day, maybe she would do something different from just lazing about, maybe she would take the female out somewhere she had never been, somewhere they could just relax and if mood demanded Serai could get some love because though she was bad at showing love she sure enjoyed being the focus of love though it had been a very very long time since that had happened since she was in fact the monster...

That thought discouraged Serai and she decided against the whole outing idea thinking they could just stay inside and maybe try having sex again, the pleasure was amazing and Serai knew that would be the same even if she was seen as some monster or ungodly creature. She was getting tired now though and she slipped her arm around Melanie's waist her front against the womans back and she smiled snuggling up against her the warmth of their bodies melding together, she hoped she hadn't awoken Melanie but the feeling of intimacy was too good to pass up and she slowly was lulled into sleep. Chances were she would not be the first to wake up, she usually slept for a long time unless awoken and so when Melanie woke so would she, heck maybe not even then.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

Melanie smiled as she snuggled back into the warmth against her back. It was serene and peaceful where she was, in the land between sleep and wakefulness. She could still grasp at her dreams but was more aware of where she was than she had been only a few moments before. Yawning, she stretched backwards, arching forward a bit. As she did, she felt a pull. Looking down she saw Serai’s arm wrapped around her waist and Melanie did not need to turn around to know that the dragoness was pressed up against her.

Melanie forced her smile away, although her content feeling did not dissipate. It was nice to awake in the arms of someone else. To know that through the night those arms had been wrapped around her and protected her from unseen foes that did not exist. Melanie wondered what time it was, but without a sundial or any clear view of the sky she would not know. Bringing her hand down to the one that rested over her stomach and allowed her fingers to trace up and down the length of the thin digits as her head found a lovely pillowed spot above the curve of Serai’s breast.

The brunette froze as she felt the twitch of her hostess’ tail her bodily immediately tensing as her eyes watched the appendage carefully. When it became clear that the tail had just been moving unconsciously Melanie relaxed once again and looked out at the bathing pool out across the open area of the cavern and outside of the tented area. Her hand, her fingertips never stilling as they learned the curve, length, and shape of each of Serai’s fingers.

Hearing her stomach growl Melanie looked towards the table where the ripe fruit and the delectable looking cheese sat waiting. Slowly slipping forward the brunette turned to see if she had woken her dragoness. Unsure if she had or not, she remained careful and slipped from the bed slowly moving to enjoy the food upon the table unabashed.

 

[SaraFisherRp]

Serai didn't awake despite the touching and then movement from Melanie, the only time she really woke up was when someone said her name or when she got uncomfortable when sleeping. It didn't take long though, minutes after Melanie left her side she grumbled a cute whimper from her still sleeping self signifying how uncomfortable she was without her companion. She did wake up after that and she turned to see Melanie eating the food and smiled, it was nice to see her eating something and she was glad for that, one of the people who came as her companion wouldn't eat and she had to force them to, it was not pleasant for either of them.

After watching the girl for a good while she sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes before standing, "Good morning beautiful, how did you sleep?" she asked a bit of actual genuine interest in her tone at last, it seemed though she did not realize it yet she had grown very attached to the human already, the cute habits, the sweet gestures, and even her slow acceptance all made Serai happy it was her, not to mention she was absolutely beautiful.

Finally she went over to the table and made herself a plate made purely of fruit and she got some apple cider to go with that from a small jug. She began to eat silently a elegant way about her and she looked so amazing as she ate, the juices on her fingertips from the fruit being licked away after each piece and it was seductive even though she didn't know. As she ate she thought about the day, she wondered if anything would happen or if it would just be another silent and maybe passionate day, either way she would be ready for it, she had a beautiful woman by her side who thus far had not shunned or insulted her in any way and she smiled again as she ate without realizing it. She turned to Melanie when she was done and smiled, "So, please tell me... What do you think of this as your home, anything you want to make your stay more comfortable?" she asked wanting to keep Melanie happy since they got along well together so far and she was beginning to feel happiness, even if only a little.

 

[Daughter of Artemis]

Melanie snapped her head up as well as her body from her seat when she heard Serai’s voice. Against her better judgment she froze, unsure if she should have been eating without the dragoness. It was impolite but she hadn’t eaten anything since the morning before and this food was…heavenly. “I…” Melanie looked to the plate that she had made for the dragoness but said nothing as she made her own with just fruits. Melanie would have to remember that she only seemed to like fruit in the morning.

Melanie felt a blush tint her cheeks. She had always been a bit bashful and with the consistent compliments on her appearance she could not help the heat that touched her cheeks. “I slept well.” It had been surprising. She had thought she would never find sleep, fear of what could happen weighing on her mind too heavy to allow her the time to sleep. “I did not mean to wake you.” Melanie apologized as she sat back down in the chair she had been occupying by the small dining table.

Watching as Serai indulged in her food, the heat upon her cheeks spread and she was forced to look away, unsure why watching the woman eat each plump bit of fruit had affected her so.

“Am I…” Melanie looked down to her hands that now rested on her lap. Make her stay more comfortable. How long of a stay? Melanie did not like not knowing the dragoness’ plan. She did not want the knowledge that Serai was going to kill her weighing upon her each night. That she might not wake the next morning and she had wasted the day before. It just, it was no way to live. “…how long am I to stay with you? Do you, when am I to die?” It was an odd question. Knowing that beneath it, it was simply asking Serai when she would get bored of her and no longer wish for her to be here. Having never seen any of the sacrificial women again it was largely assumed that they had been killed devoured, but Melanie had not seen any meat here, no storage and although Serai had sharp pointed teeth, it did not mean she would be eaten. Did it? She hoped not. She really hoped not.