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Chapter One
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. No, all time was the worst of times for me. Let me begin by introducing myself, my name is Morez, pronounced more-ez. I am a dragon, and compared to humans I am about three times their size. My scales are a metallic blue color around my torso, which fade to a metallic green at the ends of my limbs. An if you were wondering, yes I am a male. I am actually a little bit larger the most dragons, which is probably on of the reasons I have been picked on and bullied my whole life. That and maybe its also that I have brilliant green eyes which seem to dazzle, a complete contrast from the dull gray of everyone else’s.
The village I live in is nestled in between the bases of two very gigantic snow-capped mountain. For the most part we live in caves that are formed naturally, or if none are found, we make them. As for food there is an abundance of flora and fauna within the massive pine forest that surrounds our huge protective mountains. Humans for the most part don’t dare to venture around our mountains, as the swirling winds will snap them and their flying machines like kindling.
Let me talk about the individuals in my quaint little village. There are the smaller common dragons, whose scales are just a flat gray, the hunters, who have the ability to change the color of their scales to help blend in with the environment, and have overpowering muscles built for endurance and strength. Then there are the hierarchs, who are the figurehead of our society. They control everything, from hunting to justice; they are gifted with brilliantly red scales, which seem to create their own light. There is our wisest hierarch, Spora. He is as old as time itself. He was an infant when our ancestors fought in the Great Dragon War against the evil and dreaded Moragul. Spora was credited with giving the lethal blow to Moragul and ending his reign of darkness.
Moragul lived for ten thousand years, slowly building up his dark fortress, gathering power and converting innocent dragons to be his slaves. He was ruthless; he would kill without reason and restraint. But probably worst of all, was when he needed to “recruit” more of his soldiers. He would send an elite taskforce into a sleeping village, capture all of the adult males, kill the females and children and burn the entire village to the ground. For millennia his power was unrivaled and no one would dare stand against him for fear of having his armies destroy everything and everyone they loved. 
The great Dragon War lasted for three hundred and fifty years and cost countless lives. The war raged on until it reached the final battle outside of Moragul’s dark fortress. It was within this battle that Moragul himself led the final charge against the Army of the Good. Moragul murdered many brave soldiers before finally being cornered by Spora and his father. Together they charged him. Spora’s father was able to wound Moragul before being viciously struck down by him. While Moragul gave a moment to his wounds, Spora silently crept up behind him and was able to stab Moragul in the back. Spora pulled his sword out and raised it, on the last fatal blow the blade was shattered into twelve pieces. Many lives were lost in this epic battle. Those twelve pieces are on display in Spora’s private shrine.
Now that you know about the past, you can learn about the present. As you know my name is Morez. All through my life the other dragons have picked me on, why, just because I was different. I would have friends, but secretly I knew that they weren’t my friends, they would talk and make fun about me behind my back. Even my own father thought I was a disgrace to the family. My mother on the other hand, loved me no matter what I was. There was no case of a blue and green dragon ever recorded. To everyone I was different, I was an outsider, I was a mutant. I was never treated with any respect, dignity or equality. Hardly anyone talked to me, and those that did, acted as if I would attack them at a moments notice. I had bottled up all this pain and all this hurt over the nineteen years I have lived in this hellhole until one day an especially cruel, small dragon had pushed me too far. I lashed out with all my fury, I couldn’t see what I was doing and next thing I new was that five hunter dragons were desperately trying to pull me off of this common dragon. I had managed to break free of their hold and I made a break for it. I ran as far and as fast as my legs could carry me. It was three hours and thirty-eight miles before my body could not take any more strain. I sat down on the forest floor with my back against a big moss covered pine. I couldn’t hold it back, I started to cry, I cried so hard that I eventually fell asleep in that spot.
When I had woken up I noticed that I was bound and on my knees facing Spora, with me on display in front of the whole village.
You, Morez Swiftstalker have been charged with murder in the first degree. We would have no choice but to sentence you to death if you were of the mature age, which you are not. So the maximum penalty that can be bestowed upon you is banishment on the grounds that if you ever return you will be put to death.
My mind was a complete blur, and I don’t know if I was fully able comprehend what was going on. It was only when my mother came, teary eyed, to me and begged me to not leave. It was impossible to communicate with her through the tears. Not long after that I was bound and blind folded. Five hunter dragons flew me the the very edge of our pine forest and dropped me off, to begin my new life.
To be continued…
Chapter Two
I took a few steps and turned around. One last look at my old life disappearing. I couldn’t think of a single thing I would miss, except for maybe my mother. I shuddered for a moment and decided on which way I should travel, I decided it would be best to heed west towards land unknown by many in my former village. I opened my brilliant green wings and rose about one hundred feet before I caught a blast of the swirling winds caused by the mountains. I was off; it was the beginning of a brand new life for me. My destination was wherever the winds would take me. This was my undecided adventure, this was my journey unknown.
It had been well over eight hours of straight flight before I had decided it would be best to stop and have a rest and maybe find some food. I landed and took a look at my surroundings to see what kind of game could be found here. I almost immediately heard a rustling in the bush to my far right. I turned my head and saw that it was quite a large wild boar roaming around the bushes for food. I quickly took after it, as soon as it saw me move toward it, it bolted the other way. I gave chase and eventually I was able to capture it and kill it. I silently enjoyed my little victory while starting to feast on the dead boar. All the while I was being watched.
Do you have any left for me.
“What! Who said that. Show yourself” Shortly after these words had left my lips a dragoness stepped out from behind a tree. I was taken aback by her beauty, she was the same height as me, but with the most amazing violet scales I had ever seen, they seemed to have their own iridescence to them. And her eyes! Her eyes were the most beautiful emerald green a dragon could ever wish to look into.
I asked if you be so kind as to share your meal.
“Uhh err I guess I could if you wanted too” Here I was in front of the most beautiful dragon I have ever seen and I talk like child, so much for first impressions.
“My name’s Morez, what yours?”
Its nice to meet you Morez, I’m Tara. Can I ask you what you are doing out here in the middle of nowhere? And can I ask you about your most intriguing scale colors, what type of dragon are you?
“For starters I don’t really know what kind of dragon I am, there has never been a green and blue dragon in written history, which is part of the reason I had left my village” I couldn’t tell her the truth, she’d think I was a bloodthirsty murderer.” The reason I left my village was to live my own life the way I choose.”
So you’re a nomad huh. I too like to live by my own rules. I want to thank you for this meal, as I am leaving and was going to be traveling towards the west, you would be more then welcome to join me if you please.
“I would be honored” Hmm, only a day outside of that village and already things are starting to look up for me, I think I’m going to be happy out here. We walked for hours, just talking, telling each other about each other’s past. I neglected to tell here about my banishment. I found out that she was a season and a half older then I. She had left her village because she was fed up with the strict ruling, eating at certain times, only allowed to mate once per year, that kind of stuff. And frankly I think she was a little attracted to me, although she did say that I was the first dragon she has seen in a couple of months.
Eventually we made it back to where she lived, it was a modest little cave dug unto the hillside. She said it wasn’t much but it got her through the months. She had beckoned me inside with an odd type of sparkle in her eyes. She motioned for me to sit on one of the padded objects she had laying in her cave. No sooner had I sat down, she pounced on me, at first I panicked and didn’t know what was going on, only when her mouth was in contact with mine and her tongue trying to force its way onto mine did I realize what was really happening. I had happily returned the kiss. Our tongues entwined, dancing around each other’s mouths, seeking out every crevice. This passionate kiss lasted forever ten minutes when she finally broke it off and sat upright.
I want you, now.
Before I could say anything she was back on me, our hands exploring each other’s bodies. Beads of sweat rolling down our slick scales. The smell of lust lingered around the air we breathed. She broke her kiss off from my mouth and slowly moved down my body, stopping at random. She used her claws to trace circles on my chest, all the while making the experience that much more pleasurable. She looked down at my sheath.
Before I could say anything she was back on me, our hands exploring each other’s bodies. Beads of sweat rolling down our slick scales. The smell of lust lingered around the air we breathed. She broke her kiss off from my mouth and slowly moved down my body, stopping at random. She used her claws to trace circles on my chest, all the while making the experience that much more pleasurable. She looked down at my sheath.
That won’t do, how will it get inside me if it’s inside you?
She reached down and cupped my balls with her hand. She licked a strait line from my neck all the way to where my sheath met my body. She concentrated her attention on my hardening dick, as I lay back and let loose with a low guttural moan of pure ecstasy. When my shaft was fully erect she took her tongue and wrapped it completely around the head of my dick. She slowly started to bob her head up and down on my shaft taking its whole length into her mouth. By this time I was giving out small roars of joy. Not long after she started sucking on my dick I could feel this pressure start to build up inside my testicles. She could sense this and started to speed up her motions, which threw me over the edge. I let loose with a deafening roar as I pumped shot after shot of my seed into Tara’s waiting mouth. She able to swallow most of but a few drops did manage to escape her mouth and dribble down her cheek. As soon as I shot my final spurt she brought head up and locked me in a passionate kiss, I could still taste some of my juices inside of her mouth, which made all the more erotic.
After a couple minutes of kissing she got up spun around and lowered her hot moist pussy onto my face, I used my tongue and dove right in to the center of her folds, tasting all the amazing love juices she had to offer me. The smell of sex was so overpowering in that small area that it would drive anyone mad. I continually used my tongue to explore all the folds of her swollen pink labia. It was her turn to be growling in pure contentment as I circled the tip of my tail around her anus. It was when I heard her pleasure increase that I decide to shove my tail into her delicate rosebud. She gasped in surprise and pleasure as I did this. I continued to thrust in and out with my tail, eventually being able to work about ten inches of it in without any pain to Tara. As I did this, I felt her vagina muscles tighten and loosen and I knew she was lost in the throws of an earth shattering orgasm. All she could do was gasp as pleasure coursed through her very being.
Slowly her orgasm subsided and she was able to sit up, panting heavily.
I have serviced you and you have I, but we have not done each other at the same time.
I realize that my dick was at full attention as she lowered herself onto me. The warmth and tightness of her fold around my member were something that is indescribable. She slowly started to buck her hips causing my member to move in and out of her moist vagina. As she was doing this I again inserted my tail into her rectum, with pleasure coming from both orifices, she had lost control in the emanating waves of another intense orgasm. I reached up and grabbed her hips with both of my hands and started to thrust into her more vigorously. This caused her to be in a state of constant orgasm. The pulsations of her vaginals had pushed me to the brink and with one final thrust I pushed both my tail and my wanting dick as far as the could go into her, causing both of us one last groundbreaking orgasm. I shot load after load deep into her womb, while roaring into the space around us. After a few minutes, both of us collapsed in exhaustion and fell asleep with my dick and tail still inside herand a pool of our love juices surrounding us.
To Be Continued….