The Dragon's Soulmate(ShyonexDysy)

[shyone]

The human let out a soft sigh as he stood there looking in the mirror at himself. Andol felt a little awkward at the moment as he found himself being dressed by two females form the draconian kingdom. Over the past few months his parents had been very busy arranging an important ceremony with the much larger kingdom. Frankly it would be the only way that their families’ kingdom could survive and, they need the protection that came from the might of the draconian military. So it was this ceremony that would be used to secure that alliance… of course the details that Andol had been given were very vague, and that was what troubled him. All he knew was that he had been sent up here to one of his family’s country mansions and this was where he was to be picked up… and then sent to dragon palace. It would only be once he got there that the ceremony would start, though again this still made him nervous. Especially the fact that his father had picked him to do this, when maybe one of his older brothers or even sisters could have done a much better job. His shy nature didn’t suit diplomacy. His mother had reassured him though that they had their reasons, and to just trust that everything would work out…

Looking back into the mirror again he took a deep breath to relax, and remembered that there were good things waiting for him. The main one of them being that he would get to his best friend again. Just the thought of seeing the dragon made him smile slightly. They had recently been introduced to each other a couple of months ago at a ball that had been held here in human kingdom, in honor of the dragon king’s birthday. The two of them had really hit it off, and for the first time… Andol felt like he had truly found a friend yet it also brought other thoughts to mind, covering his face with a light pink blush at the image. Quickly he wiped such things form his head… no dragon would ever be mated with a human that was just too far beneath them. Well at least he could spend more time with the dragon. He hadn’t really seen the other male over the past few months, with all the arrangements being made for the ceremony. After awhile of just standing there though, suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by the noise of a small feminine voice in his ear, “Alright Prince Andol… you are ready. Oh and the carriage is here.”

Nodded his head softly for a moment the young man again looked at himself in the mirror. The reason he felt a tiny bit silly was because of the feminine nature of the clothes. He knew though that was only in human terms… for dragons, even the males would sometimes were this, at least he was sure they did. What he was wearing was the ceremonial day robe… it is looked a kimono, though is made from soft cotton material and is thicker and a tiny bit looser like a bath robe. It was colored white just like the opera gloves that covered his hands and went up past his elbows. Looking down at them, he moved his fingers, finding it strange that they were so soft like silk and yet had the shininess of satin. It didn’t bother him to much though, because he was quite sure he would see others there dressed like this. Plus they had let him keep his sleeping pants and boxers, which was the main reason it didn’t bother him. The young female dragon tapped him on the shoulder softly again, “Come young lord Andol… the carriage awaits. We still have a long trip ahead of us to get back to the dragon palace.”

Nodded his head softly he knew that she was right and so after slipping on the sandals he had been given he began to follow along behind. This was one of those moments that he was glad that he had been sent out to this vacation home like this. It meant that his siblings could not see him dressed up like this; even though it wasn’t that bad… he knew his brothers would still use it. Once he got there he had been told his things would be waiting so at least he could get his shoes back. Walking through the manor they were soon at the front door and the sight before him made his eyes grow wide the instant he realized what exactly his ‘carriage’ was going to be. It was one of the reasons the dragon empire was so strong… indeed it was one of the Steam Powered Movers… yet this one was huge, and on the side bore the crest of the royal family. Walking up to the door of it timidly, Andol stood there as one of the female opened the door for the human and soft gestured towards the entrance saying, “Step inside…” Which Andol was indeed quick to do so, though he was startled a tiny when the door was shut behind him, and he realized that it seemed dark in the large cabin.

Standing there it took the young prince a bit to realize that he was going to basically be transported to dragon palace in a moving room. He mouthed softly ‘wow’ as he looked around the cabin, and noticed how right in the center there seemed to be a large bed with cushions and pillows. A single long couch ran along the entire wall and every now and then there would be a small table covered with various foods. He just stood there for a few moments as he ran one of his hands through his long raven-colored hair in disbelief. It was a little messed up as usual though not to bad since he had bathed this morning. His large almost black eyes continued to look around as the pale skinned young man realized that this was going to be a long journey… and with that thought in mind… the vehicle started moving. The starting motion was only a small jerk, and then the forward motion became smooth, as the human realized this would indeed be a comfortable trip at least.

Walking over to the other side of the bed he sat down next to one of small tables and began to help himself to some grapes. Looking around the room while his gloved fingers reached out and put them into his mouth, and what was an accidently slow manner. The human nodded that it some areas of the cabin it seemed quite dark and you really couldn’t see anything that might be there. He was able to note that the part of the couch that ran along the back of the cabin… seemed disconnected. Form what he could see it was almost as though there was an outline of a large recliner type chair maybe? It be at least a disconnected section of the couch. He wasn’t really sure, and so with a shrug of his shoulders he went back to eating. His white gloved hand also reached out and grabbed a banana to go along with the grapes and cherries he would put into his mouth. The only mistake for poor Andol was… the way he would sometimes eat the grapes and cherries was indeed quite sensual, as his soft lips smoothed over the edges to get at the juices. As for the banana thing, Andol kind of had the habit sometimes of forgetting to bite, indeed teasing anyone who might be watching.

 

[Dysy]

Silky white tresses of hair fell neatly to the ground, flitting back and forth before settling upon the oaken floorboards. Dietrich had been born into royalty, used to the pampering treatments, and the accommodating service of the maids and butlers that ran amuck in the palace like shy mice. Draconian or not – they still had a form of hierarchy, some were simply better than others. A large white sheet covered the dragon’s body, as maids danced around him like moths entranced by a flame. Dragons, because of their lifespan, didn’t grow hair at the same rate as a human would, but rather an a sluggish pace, but when it did happen to grow a bit farther than liked by said dragon it was often cut and stored. Dietrich was no exception as the silvery strands fell to the floor, they were quickly swept up by whatever maid happened to be nearby, and quickly bottled.

“Hasten yourselves.” Dietrich ordered calmly, but his voice was a deep rich masculine voice as his clawed hands folded in his lap. When his hair was cut, though not short, Dietrich stood up and pulled the sheet from his body and stood calmly. The male stood at an impressive height, towering easily at 6’5”, and an even more impressive wingspan both wings stretching out four feet across each – but of course, for the appearance of royalty, Dietrich very rarely had ever shown the expanse of his wings within the palace. The only time he had shown them off was at his father’s party, being the King’s only son, it wasn’t a shock that his father had wanted him to, show off a little. Having lavish parties weren’t something Dietrich felt he was suited for, but that party was an exception, having it in the human’s kingdom was a bit of a treat for the pampered prince.

Especially when he had laid eyes upon Andol.

Shivering slightly at the thought, Dietrich waved the maids away as he stood before the mirror and eyed himself carefully. His clothing was picked and chosen with diligence, loose fitting pants, dark as midnight, and a loose fitting tunic. The tunic itself would be covered by a kimono-like jacket, but for now the dragon stood in only the two basic articles of clothing. Clawed toes prevented Dietrich from wearing shoes of any sort, so instead, the male went barefoot. “Prince Dietrich.” A draconian maid touched the male’s shoulder gently; he easily dwarfed her by five inches, as she bowered her head lowly to him, “Has your father considered his decision on this?” She murmured quietly.

“My condition?” Dietrich mused to the female, “I can assure you that won’t be an issue, and should be nothing to worry about.” Dietrich had no medical conditions of any sort, but like any animal, he went into heat, often times this would be easily manageable by any form of herbs the apothecary would throw together. Often times this simply made it manageable, while he would get a tad heated here and there, it wasn’t as if he raped anything that moved, as he was sure he would if he didn’t have the herbs. But this year, they weren’t on hand, and he wouldn’t even be allowed to bring a small satchel of them.

A clawed fingertip touched his cheek gently as Dietrich let out a small sigh scratching the scales of his cheek. They were going to make a round trip, to the human kingdom, and then back again to the Draconian kingdom to receive their orders, and to finally find out what sort of business their families had put them up to. The only small shred of information Dietrich knew that Andol possibly didn’t was why the other male was chosen, it was his demeanor, and his attitude, the interest of the Draconian King that he pick someone that his son had shown an interest to.

Before they had entered the human kingdom, Dietrich had slid the jacket on and slowly found himself sitting in the plush chair of the moving carriage. Amber eyes swooped around the moving carriage as Dietrich let out a small yawn, he would find himself napping for a very long time until surely the scent of Andol would wake him from his slumber.

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When Andol had entered the carriage, Dietrich hadn’t even turned his chair around but instead rested his glittering eyes in the dark. In all honest, Dietrich felt like a giddy child all over again, but instead his facial expression stayed impassive. It was only a good few moments in the carriage where Dietrich felt the carriage moving once more as he slowly stood up and emerged from the shadows. He had watched Andol’s little ‘display’ of his ‘odd’ food eating habits, and licked his canines slowly, predatorily. It was that very habit that caught the dragon’s attention in the first place during the party. Smoothing out his jacket, as well as the lush hairs on his head, he stood in front of Andol his body swaying slightly with the movement of their transportation. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it Andol?” He smirked calmly revealing the set of pearly whites. “I see you’ve still got a very – fascinating habit of your fruit-eating.” He teased.

 

[shyone]

Andol continued to sit there in his chair, reaching out with his hand and taking hold of the fruit to eat it. The human’s soft lips slipping over the grapes and cherries slowly, without ever biting. He was glad there was no one watching, but even if there had been he would have done it. Andol had always found the juices that came from these fruits to be so much better than the actual fruit themselves. The prince knew exactly what it looked like, and had even had some of the other males talk to him about it… though he had always ignored them. It was a combination of his shy nature and the fact even Andol held pride at his princely status. As for the banana, that habit was a bit odder than the other… and usually had to do when he was thinking about something that brought a blush to his face. He was not going to lie to himself and not say that he had a crush on Dietrich… so he was sure that it was thoughts of the dragon. Combined with what seemed to be quite the well set atmosphere in the carriage, which set Andol into the mood.

Sitting back in his seat he began to notice that very fact… the inside of the carriage did seem like someone had ‘set the atmosphere’. He hoped though that this would simply be to make him comfortable. Still the raven haired youth spotted on the side of the walls, one of the dragons ‘flameless’ lamps. He figured that would at least be convenient, for later if he needed to see better… still it surprised him to see one even on a royal family transport. Those things were considered the highest of the dragon’s achievements, and were only used to light the palace. Look back in the direction which the darkness covered everything though the prince found his thoughts interrupted, as out of the corner of his eye he noticed Dietrich appear form the shadows. The very act itself startled the young man, who slightly jumped, at the other male’s sudden appearance… and the knowledge that his friend had been watching him the whole time. A light pink blush began to spread over his pale cheeks, which he reached up and covered with his gloved hands, not really wanting the larger male to see. Dragons always seemed to have a way to tell when a person was flustered.

His embarrassment lasted only for a few moments though as he looked back up at the dragon, just in time to miss catching that predatory look. He watched his friend primp himself for a few moments, and softly smirked at the sight, “A little vain as usual Dietrich?” It was quite a common trait among dragons to want to look their best. The human never rose from his seat as the dragon stood there in front him, creating quite an imposing sight… and awkwardly enough leaving Andol about eye level with the other male’s groin. He made sure though to follow the old rule though of ‘eyes up here’ and smiled softly at his friend question, “It sure has. I indeed have to say that I have missed being able to see the sights of the dragon kingdom. As well as the pleasure of your company.” When the large reptile mentioned his food eating habits Andol knew for sure that he had been seen, and the smirk on his friends face told him the way the dragon had been thinking about it. Running one of his gloved hands through his hair he composed himself as he laughed nervously, “You saw that… huh?”

“Sorry about that… it is just something I enjoy doing.” He knew that dragons had large libido’s especially when they were in heat sometimes and so he was hoping that he hadn’t disturbed his friend. “The juice off the cherries, really seems to taste better than the actual fruit itself.” Scooting over close to the table he patted the spot on the couch right next to him, “You can sit down if you like… it is going to be a long trip and plus now that I see you here I kind of have a few questions about this whole thing.” His parents had been very vague about this entire trip, but never did they tell him he would be traveling with Dietrich. There was also the fact that they were taking such a long route in order to get there… that fact alone seemed quite odd, especially when it was known that the dragonic kingdom was having a problem on its northern border. It wasn’t a serious problem, but indeed it was a problem that needed to be watched out for. “So my friend, maybe you can tell me the other half of the story… because I got the feeling my parents didn’t tell me something. Do you know why we are out here on this trip? Besides just the ceremony, it seems like we are certainly taking the long way home.”

Motioning around the room he said, “I mean this place is certainly set up for quite the long journey, and I get the feeling based on the amount of food left that you picking me up was only the start?” He wondered though if even his friend knew anything about it. He was sure though it was just him over thinking everything. The thing he found most out of place though… was the fact there was only ‘one’ large bed and not two.

 

[Dysy]

Perhaps it was the closeness of the two, or the fact that the human’s scent wasn’t noticeable until now, but Dietrich shifted uncomfortably, though his features didn’t contort into one of anxiousness – instead, they remained stoic. Male dragons, at least ones of royalty were trained to retain their dignity and pride, were taught to never allow an opponent, or even another being see your distress. Or perhaps even, it was the way that human enticed him in such a manner eating the fruits in such a seductive way – and the appeal of it all? He was sure Andol didn’t even intend on eating that in such a way. It was his innocence and naiveté that kept Dietrich’s attention.

“I have to admit, it is fairly difficult to not notice the way you eat your fruits Andol. I mean, you do suck your fruit the way one would suck the phallus of a male.” Dietrich commented calmly trying to put it in the least crude ways possible, but inside the dragon could feel the raging war of confusion trying to manage himself, and control his urges. It was certainly an enticing sight for the dragon to watch, and Dietrich himself could not even admit that he would be able to sit much longer watching the human eat in such a way. Dragons, even though they were royalty, were voracious eaters, and very rarely ate something in such a lush manner.

Andol was a treat to watch.

Sitting down aside Andol, Dietrich crossed his legs uneasily – now this was certainly too close for comfort, even by Dragon standards, and that always kept humans a good distance away from Dragons. Inhaling sharply, Dietrich couldn’t help but allow a small shudder to run through his body. “I will have to admit.” The male crossed his legs once more he could feel his arousal stirring, but he pushed the urges back, his own pride, held him back for now, but even that could wear thing, “I’m a bit at a loss as you are my friend.” He closed his eyes, his eyelids clenching shut in his frustration of sorts, “I’m not versed in what our parents’ expect either. I’m aware of the ceremony, but even that was only vaguely described to me. Is it hot in here?” The last sentence had interjected itself into his sentence referring to the long trip only because, Dietrich’s body had taken a turn for what he would consider the worse.

A Dragon’s heat was exactly what it was called. Cold blooded creatures or not, it was only a mental feeling of heat, normally caused by the sexual rush of adrenaline, followed by the obvious, intense need to mate and claim a mate. Dietrich had never claimed a mate in his lifetime, but was assured by his parents that he would, and they would ascend the throne with him. The problem?

Female dragons had no appeal to Dietrich.

Now, Andol? He had the opposite appeal to Dietrich.

“Andol?” Dietrich spoke calmly, he knew his position over the human, while both kingdoms were agreeing on a form of alliance, the dragon still had the upper hand in this situation. “I have to ask, have you done,” the dragon pursed his lips, his reptilian tongue sliding over his lips, “The way you eat your fruit, have you done that before to another male?” The topic seemed severely interesting to Dietrich as he stared curiously at Andol, his eyes capturing the entire male’s physicality from head to toe, drinking in each detail from the male’s pale skin to his dark hair. It was simply enticing.

[Oh Dietrich, you do have a way with words. –Facepalms- ]

 

[shyone]

It would end up being the effect of the training that was given to males of dragonic royalty which would put poor Dietrich at a disadvantage this time. Andol had been observing his friend and trying to note any discomfornt that he may have been causing the reptile because of the way he was eating. Yet even the observant human was only able to notice the slight shifting of the other prince, and passed it off, for simply swaying that could be caused by the vechiles movements. So Andol went back to eating the furit in a innocent and yet seductive manner... two sides of a coin, being show in a single moment, caused by the prince's naive nature. Everytime he reached out with his hand, and ate the furit his fingers came closer and closer to grabbing one that was certianly one of the most suductive of the group... the strawberry. The pale youth though never ended up reaching for it, as his coversation with the dragon turned towards that of his very habit. Dietrich's comment pointed out to the human in the bluntest of terms, what some other males had only hinted at before. The only differance... the dragon didn't seem to be trying to sleep with him.

His hair hung down a bit and hide his blushing face as he spoke, "Trust me when I say this that you are certainly not the first male to ever have pointed that out to me... and I am quite sure you won't be the last. Though no one as really ever put it so bluntly before..." His words were interrupted by a soft laugh as he turned to look at the dragon with a smile, "...so I must congratulate you there my friend." Dragons were certainly known, for not beating around the bush. While they were indeed just as refined and regal as any human... probably more so in quite a few cases. Still it could be said that a dragon would say what needed to be said, before a human would. When the larger male came over and sat down next to him, Andol scooted over closer to the table... and his eating didn't stop. At least not until he was sure that the dragon was comfortable and there was going to be a conversation. Figuring out exactly what was going on here, and what their parents were up to was certainly a top priority.

It was when the dragon was finally sitting close next to him, that he noticed the discomfort in the other male. Yet it was here that a lack of human knowledge on dragon mating habits, and the skill at which the dragons had kept such information secret within their kingdom. Andol knew better though than to ask such a prideful creature like Dietrich if anything was wrong, so he decided to simply wait... and mention only if things grew worse.

The conversation about what their parents could be up to interjected itself into his thoughts anyway. He found it quite strange that Dietrich was not able to give him any more information... he was quite sure that the larger male would be able to fill him in on things form the perspective of the Draconic Royal Family. Maybe they had told the white dragon somthing that he had not been told, but to find out that his reptilian friend had been given the same basic infromation he had? "That is indeed quite interesting Dietrich, becuase that is basically what my parents said, though there was no description given of the ceromony. Which they said I would be informed of when I got..." His words were suddenly interrupted by the dragon’s question, which caught the prince off guard, as he began to wonder if it had anything to do with the discomfort he had noticed earlier. Holding his chin in his hand as though he was thinking the prince spoke, "No Dietrich I don’t' think so... actually feels pretty good I would say."

Reaching over without looking the raven haired male grabbed at another peice of furit. This time it was indeed a strawberry... and a quite ironically shaped one at that. The hand picked placment of strawberries of that shape in the carriage by Dietrich's parents, had indeed been a deliberate act. As he waited for the dragon the youth did the act with that strawberry... which he had done with so many others. Putting it into his mouth, his adoreable lips surronding the red furit almost to it's base... Andol pulled it out slowly and teasingly. Making sure to suck off all the juices that he could get, and creating a sucking sound that carried throughout the carriage, as he pulled it out of his mouth with a soft pop. Once he had done this he reached out and placed a hand on the dragons shoulder while giving the other male a soft and worried look, "Yes Dietrich?" His hand rested there... at least until the dragon licked his lips. The predatoray look in the dragons eye made him draw back slight... at least until he heard the other male speak.

At first he could not look the dragon in the eye, all the young man could do was blush, realizing that this time... the veiled request was coming form the lips of a dragon. The embarrassment on his face this time was quite obvious by his expression, even though his hair hung down it and dispelled some of the view... yet not enough to see what Andol did next. The young prince again like only moments brought the strawberry up to his lips, and softly put it into his mouth... and again sucked on it gently to get out the juices. This time though he did in a manner which was slower, longer... and indeed made you wonder if this was simply his answer. After a few soft sucks, the prince bit down gently and swallowed... licking the juices off his lips slowly, right before turning to look at Dietrich with his raven hair dangle down around a face which expressed a very innocent and yet coquettish smile, "No Dietrich not really becuase I have turned down the few who have asked. Why do you want to know? Is that a request?" It was quite obvious there was probably a little fireball underneth Andol's innocent nature.

[Plus it seems our little Andol isn't exactlly what he seem ]