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The Last Dragons (Trist and Sol)

Tristeza

Tristeza

Super-Earth
Joined
Jun 1, 2009
Those were dark, dark times. Where once diversity had been queen, humanity had grown and began to smother and overpower the miriad of other races, occupying their space, taking their food, killing them out of ignorance and fear, until the day a pact was struck and the so called 'creatures' would no longer be persecuted. However, though, for some races it was too late. Others had managed to keep a steady number and had, in a short time, regained their splendour. Still, those were few, many struggling to survive and increase their numbers, with only a few handfuls left here and there, scattered to the wind.

One such race were the dragons. Proud and fierce, perhaps that was what had enticed the slayers to go after them above all, despite the risks. Those who couldn't defend themselves were slaughtered, no matter what they were, male or female, warrior or caretaker, elder or child. And yet, now they lived in relative peace with the humans once more, keeping their distance, trying to rebuild and thrive.

These thoughts weren't on Selena's mind though. One of the rare children that had survived, she was going to come of age that day. Fifteen would have, in another time, considered to be too soon, cnsidering the lifespan of the race, but her people was desperate, females scarce, so any that became available had to be taken. Amongst the elven ruins in the forest on the outskirts of her home, her violet eyes wandered though the moss stained marble, sighing lightly. She had only heard that it was going to happen, with no idea whatsoever about what it was, and that, quite frankly, was doing little to put her fears at ease, a foreign state of anxiety to the usually spunky and willy girl, her tail whirling from one side to the other, a clear mirror of her nerves. The parting rays of the sunset were beginning to tinge the green forest with its orange hues, getting one last hefty sigh from the young girl's chest. Time to return home... her father surely would explain her what was in store.
 
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Sol was angrier than he's even been in his millennia long life. Those stupid little humans had risen up and practically destroyed his entire race. It was almost impossible for him to believe. After their first so called Dragon slaying occurred he had suggested wiping out the entire race. The other elders of his race had vetoed his idea instead opting for peace. Ironically they were the first one slaughtered. Politicians and thinkers were easy prey for groups of seasoned human warriors.

He had foreseen this possibility when the killing continued so he had set up a contingency plan. Before the humans attacked the settlements with his children he sent her away to elven ruins in the area. Spotting her in the distance he landed and began walking towards her.

He wraps his arms around her. "I was afraid you hadn't gotten away. Everything's gone. Everyone's gone."
 
A smile shone on her face at the sight of her father, running towards him, but it soon faded as she noticed the expression on his face, his embrace, more than warm, feeling... heavy. Desperate. And after his words, nothing else needed to be said, her happiness draining away at the news of the renewed slaughter. Everyone was... gone? "Father..." Selena's mumble was faint, her voice almost silenced by the shock, her small arms going around her father's waist, first thugging weakly, then gripping stronger, tears starting to flow down her violet eyes. In the first wave, her mother and siblings had been killed. Now, they were the only ones left. Of all the dragons that had once walked the world, they were the last ones.

Her forehead rested against Sol's chest, reviewing the faces of those she had once known. All no more. "Father..." she repeated, her voice a bit stronger, though shaking. "... what do we do now?" There was no place to go now, was there? Nowhere they could live safely. And, really, what was the point? Wasn't everyone... gone?
 
Sol kisses her softly on her forehead. "It's alright. I'll protect you. I'll never let anything happen to you." He lifts her gently into the arms and takes into the air, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. While she is in his arm he pulls her close to him wanting to shelter from all the pain of their tragedy.

He eventually touches down in a mountain pass. "I know this is going to be hard Selena but we have to go on. If not for us, then for all the people we care about who aren't here." He sighs. He is as distraught as she is he just struggles to keep his emotions in check. "I have scouted out a nearby human village. It pains me to say this but we must disguise ourselves and live among them at least until we can rebuild our race."
 
The girl was just able to sob in response, pulling herself closer to her father's warmth. He was the only anchor left she had. When her feet next touched down the ground, her still tear filled eyes glanced over Sol's face. She could tell he was just as affected by it as she was, perhaps even more, and yet he was holding himself steady for her sake, his words ringing true, wiping out her tears in her sleeves. If not for them, for those who'd passed.

With her sight cleared and her mind less clouded, Selena processed her father's words. They'd have to mingle with the humans. The same humans who'd brought about this catastrophe. If at a time she had been curious about them and their ways, right now just the thought made Selena want to choke herself. Still, for the sake of her race... Yes, they had no choice. "Rebuild our race..." she repeated, trying to think how they'd do that. Yet, she failed to understand how. 'That's impossible.' the young dragoness thought somberly.
 
Sol had hated the humans even before the genocide of his race and now he was going to have to live among them. It would be so difficult to control his urge to slaughter them all. But he couldn't. He had to control himself for the sake of his daughter. She needed a safe stable place to grow up instead of fleeing from the Inquisition.

Sol takes Selena's hand in his as he begins to walk along the path. "This village needs a blacksmith and our cover story will be that our village was destroyed by barbarians. You'll have to pretend to be my wife because my human form doesn't look old enough to be your father."
 
Her smaller hand clasped Sol's tightly, eyes locked on the ground as they begin heading their way. In one hand, she'd have to pretend she had lost it all... wrecked by barbarians. And wasn't that true? No lie in there... A part of her also drove her to wish she'd pretend to be a mute as well, so she didn't have to comunicate with those... monsters. However, It was the prospect of having to pass as her father's wife that most befuddled her young mind. "I'm... not sure if I know how..." Selena bit her lower lip, aprehensive. In the meanwhile, slowly but surely, the features that told the world that that girl was a dragon were beginning to disappear, first the wings fading from sight. Flight... she was going to miss it...
 
Sol leans down and kisses his daughter softly on her cheek. "Dont worry, I'll make a good husband." He says trying to make a joke. "If you wish, I can do most of the talking. No need for you to interact with these... animals anymore than you have to." As they were speaking they came to the end of the road where they are met by the Town Guardsmen.

"What business do you have at Granite Pass, today?" the guard asked. The father frightenedly explained his situation to the guard. Soft tears even fell from his eyes. The only sign of his anger was his tightened grip on Selena's hand. For his part the guard seemed ecstatic to find a new blacksmith. Apparently the old one had passed away recently in some sort of animal attack and his house was still vacant. The guard wasn't sure but assured them that if they spoke to the village elder he would probably give them the old blacksmith's house.
 
Deeply relieved, Selena nodded to her father, feeling a small weight lift from her mind. The sound of the guard's voice made her inwardly cringe though, her face enclosed in a mix of sadness and wrath, tears flowing down her skin once again. The guards'd pass it as her being simply overwhelmed, being a woman and all, but much like Sol was restraining himself from murdering them, so was Selena doing her best not to do anything rash. They weren't tears of pain. They were tears of rage.

Granite Pass was a lively small village, detached for the most part from the rest of the world. Where in others it would be packed to the brim with soldiers, mercenaries and other bloodseeking hunters, here it seemed like just a regular, happy day, people going and toiling about on their daily shores, children playing without a care in the world, all so different from what Selena was feeling. She wanted them to suffer. To feel on their skin what they had done to her kind. And yet, when a smaller child smiled up at her, a fragment of her couldn't help but thinking it was all just... wrong... Quickly, she hid her face against Sol's arm, not wanting these beasts to see her cry. They didn't deserve to see her tears.
 
Sol wrapped his arm around her as she pressed her face into his chest. For a quick second, a dark look passed across hiss face as he looked at the small child. Unlike his daughter, Sol had no sympathy for any of the children but his own. Misunderstanding her tears, "It's alright. There is no need to be afraid. They aren't any real warriors here."

After she was done crying, he followed the directions the guard had given him to a small house on the hill. The Elder was away but the guard has tld him that he could stay i the house at least until the man returned. Although it was modestly sized and very clean, the residence was nothing compared to what they were used to. Sol turns to Selena and tries to smile. "Welcome to our new home."
 
Selena began to cool off, after her breakdown, for the rest of the way. She had to put it behind her back, to some degree, if she was to endure this test. To survive and become stronger for the days to come. The girl was frantically trying to hammer it down on her mind that it would be alright, she could do this, she just had to try harder. Harder, harder and harder, until her wall was back up once again. As they were approaching her new found home, Selena snuck a glance at her 'husband's' face. He was trying hard, she could tell, so hard for her sake... That was it. She would do her part as well. For her, for the fallen ones but, most of all, for his sake.

It took some willpower not to demoralize at the sight of their newest abode. And blacksmiths were supposed to be one of the most conceited professions on the human villages? Even the less wealthy dragons had houses at least triple the size, if not more. "Well..." Selena sighed, gathering herself. "... looking on the bright side, we'll never be too far apart in here." She smiled to Sol, not completely confident, but at least it was better than her previous state.
 
Sol looks down at her at her and lets out a loud genuine laugh that seems to surprise even him. He smiles, "I guess you're right. We'll be spending much more time together than we used to." He takes her hand and pulls her down to a chair next to him. "Remember before when I spoke of us rebuilding our race. I didn't mean any sort of magic or resurrection. I'm going to impregnate you multiple times over our lives so we can have many children. It'll be hard for both of us but it's the only way to rebuild our race." Despite his soft words, the erection straining against his words show how much he enjoys the idea.
 
Her father's laugh was the best thing Selena'd heard the entire day, like a warm wave that reassured her and shoved her fears away. And the fact she could bring him some happiness in these dark times... it just made her warm and fuzzy inside, happily scooting over to the seat he guided her to. She could tell he had something to say, maybe something about the future. And Sol did, his first words making her eyes widen in curiosity. The curiosity changed into surprise, as the news hit her though, her jaw dropping slightly. He would impregnate... her? "... W-what?" Selena jumped out of the chair, staggering a few steps back, clamping her hands over her mouth out of shock, going it over in her head. It wasn't so much the prospect of mating with someone of her own relation, cousins becoming a couple had been fairly common and accepted... but so closely? Selena didn't remember hearing of it. And... young, wasn't she too young to be bearing children??? Well she was supposed to come of age today, whatever it meant... but, children? With Sol...

That sudden thought clicked something in the young girl's mind. Hadn't she promised herself she'd do anything for the father she loved so dearly earlier? And her race... they couldn't just let it die out... not because of her. Selena closed her eyes, trying to calm down, her arms falling to her side, taking in deep breaths. The only way... Still shaking a bit, she opened her eyes, walking back to Sol and sitting on one of his legs. "If you say so, father... I'll do everything I can..."
 
Thoughts of roughly forcing his large cock into her virgin pussy crossed his mind as she sat on his leg. He pushed them down. He wouldn't allow himself to be the way he normally was during sex. He'd be gentle with her. He'd control himself. He had too. He placed his hand gently on her leg and leaned down kissing her softly on the lips. "I love you baby and I don't want you to feel uncomfortable so we don't have to start right away." She moves slightly on his leg sending shivers down his spine and causing his erection to press against her.
 
The kiss surprised her, but, unlike the rest of the surprises that day, it'd actually been a pleasant one. Something else thugged at her attention though, as something pressed against her petite body. Selena's eyes drifted to see what it was, the large bulge on his pants spiking her curiosity. She definitely didn't remember seeing her father with something... there... like that. Maybe she'd ask him what it was sometime. "Father, I'll do anything for you, anything you want. I just... don't want to disappoint you..." She shifted her position again, so she could hug Sol's neck. Her knees were placed by his sides on the chair and she leant over, her pussy inadvertantly rubbing against his hard cock. "I love you, Father..."
 
"I love you too baby." Sol groaned as her pussy rubbed his cock. He wraps his arms around his daughter, hugging her back as he slowly begins grinding his cock into her. His hands travel down her back to caress her ass. "Don't worry. You could never disappoint me." He wants her badly but he knows if he takes her now it will rough and forceful. He needed to stop what he was doing but he couldn't.
 
The grinding against her pussy was starting to make her feel funny, a red tint appearing accross her cheeks. It was making her feel good, but... a wierd kind of feeling nonetheless. One she didn't know. However, Sol'd know it pretty well, as his pants were beginning to grow moist from his daughter's wetness and her small nipples had become noticeably hard under her dress against his chest. "F-Father... I feel... hot..." she mumbled, letting go of his neck to sit up straight, though still getting herself some leverage by holding onto his shoulders.
 
He couldn't hold it in any longer. He need to have his daughter and he needed it now. He leans down and forces his lips onto hers as he kisses her passionately. He hands grab the front of her shirt and rip it off, exposing her tiny breasts. "Daddy will make it feel all better." Sol says as his hands go between her legs and rub her pussy.
 
Her eyes widened when he pressed his lips against hers, his tongue invading her small mouth with little resistance as Selena relaxed and let herself get into it, the shortage of air and the kiss itself making her feel so light headed that barely took notice of the distraction of her shirt, snapping back to the feeling of the hands stroking her wet little crack, a soft moan escaping her lips as the moistness increased, coating his fingers.
 
Hearing her moan into him causes his cock to become fully erect and rip out of his pants. He leans down and takes one of her tiny nipples into his mouth as he lifts her and carries her to the bed. He throws her down on the bed and strips off the rest of his clothes. He starts stroking his massive cock and he leans down and starts licking up her wetness. One hand reaches up and starts playing with her clit as the other rubs around the entrance to her cunt.
 
The more he played with her, the more Selena moaned, unable to contain herself. She was feeling so good it was almost frightening, but if her father was doing it to her, than it was alright, wasn't it? Being young and untouched, by the time Sol'd brought her to the bed Selena wasn't far from cumming, her breathing heavy and rushed, cut by the increasing moans when he returned to give her attention, her body tensing as his fingers teased her clit and entrance, on the verge of an orgasm, her very first.
 
He pulled away as he felt her orgasm rising leaving her gasping for more. He wanted to tease her. He stood up stroking his erection. He takes one of her hands and places it around his cock. "I want you to pleasure me know." As wraps her tiny hands around his cock he moans as he cock begins leaking copious amounts of pre-cum from the tip. "Now put Daddy's cock in your mouth."
 
The young girl was left with a strange feeling of something missing, her small body quivering lightly as she sat up, almost aching for more. A sliver of doubt crossed her eyes at his demand, unsure about how to comply, but at his reaction of her touch on that big... thing, her father seemed to enjoy it like she had. The liquid beginning to spout from it was what got her interest the most though, wondering if that was what she was feeling coming from herself. "Yes Daddy." Selena nodded, bringing her lips upon the gushing tip of this 'cock', licking the strange, clear liquid off. From the looks it had seemed big, from the touch, very big... but now that she was trying to get it in her mouth, it was most definitely huge.
 
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