A Telling of Dragons

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Original Author's Note:

Hello! This is the supplementary chapter that some have awaited for. Unfortunately this does not include our beloved fireteam. However it does help to provide more context to the world in which they've been deployed to.

Sadly this installment will not contain any acts of copulation between humanoids. Some of you may be disappointed by this and I completely understand your tastes in such.

The chapter pertaining said erotics will be completely skippable. Marked with *Skippable

With that out of the way please.

Enjoy.

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===Chapter 1 Draconian Downfall

Lost to time, an age where there was relative peace once roamed creatures who ruled over seas of blue and vast earths. Great winged beasts soared through no man's sky, reminding everyone that they were here.

Civilizations constructed from the ground up laid in respectable distances from dwellings of reptilian behemoths. Races from all corners collectively understood that they couldn't touch the beasts, lest they wished utter destruction upon each of their homelands.

The drakes were large in numbers and most if not all, more powerful than armies of mages. With no natural predators to speak of, many grew bored as they aged. But they would soon find themselves and their whole existence at odds with inner demons.

While most of the godly beings grew wise with age, some became scarily senile. Unable to differentiate between their own species and prey. Not long after, this would become a catalyst darkening a nightmarish time throughout kingdoms.

Incinerations, marred flesh, blood and charred lands which were once beautiful gifts from nature laid devastated. And the blighting effect would continue to spread like a malignant tumor.

Draconian beings who weren't under horrid influence fled for their lives when pursued and unfortunately: humans, elves, dwarves and many other unlucky people were caught in the wake of escape. Beings once ignorant had their veiled curtains burned to ash and realised they could not sit idle any longer. Before, hoping the momentary storm would pass.

It was too late.

Prosperous cities fell into great ruin and the loss of life was unutterable. Every kingdom, no matter how big or small, formed a coalition of armies. Anyone who could hold a sword, handle wounded, cast magic and maintain a semblance of self awareness readied for war.

As the diseased beasts slaughtered innocents and hunted their own race, an extinction event played out in the background. One by one innocent or corrupted, the dragons perished in bloody schemes. With hatred and vengeance fueling every races' will to survive, none gave their murderers a shred of sympathy.

Families of terrified draconic dwellings were needlessly killed and their remains desecrated in cruel experiments. Poison, crude magic, biological means and acts of monstrosities had proved useful to quell the scaly monstrosities.

Collectives of ancient and young dragons acknowledged that if they allowed their continued and meaningless deaths. Then they would not see the light of day ever again.

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===Chapter 2 Hidden Away From The World

Nature had decreed the reduction of power and suppression of their inner beasts to save the dragons. Centuries of stress, shame, and sadness made it so that reproduction came with great difficulty.

Over the course of strenuous reprieve, many drakes remained covered in the shadows, avoiding any sort of outside contact. Fearing for their lives and the lives of young they managed to produce clans of them formed to ensure continued existence. Creeds of motherhood, fatherhood, brotherhood, and sisterhood provided symbiotic familial structure. They protected each other, worrying and offering needed support to those who struggled with anything.

Especially coupling.

The frail were trained to increase their species chance of finding better fertility and strength. To one day rectify themselves as benevolent beings rather than vengeful killers.

Their regret was not to fight back but manage their own well beings.

Many of them could not bring themselves to end another one of their kind. Thus, years of hiding and cultivating powerful magic came into order.

Young and old dragons had discovered transformation magic, enabling them to disguise themselves as any being they desired. This allowed glimpses into the new world which had prospered without them. The elder drakes reminisced times where people used to respect and worship the great winged beasts. They wished to return and restore themselves to their once former glory. But right now, knowledge was needed to survive in the new frivolous world.

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===Chapter 3 In Plain Sight

(Elven Realm, 400 years prior fireteam's arrival)

At a royal banquet in some grand castle, cordial elves of all shapes and colors danced among another. Their dress wear held gorgeous and luscious materials making one's beauty extraordinary to the eyes.

Among the party goers was a quiet and reserved man, keeping to the sidelines and observing the bustling royals. He scoured the room for hints of malicious intent but found none. His eyes soon fell upon a female elf who was enjoying herself, drinking beverages, dancing and conversing with many.

She caught the shy man in her sights and excused herself for a moment. Then strolled towards him and upon arrival hooked laced arms around his tough stomach. Muscles provided the female with things to fawn over and she snaked into his red streaked attire.

"W..what...are you doing my lady?" Stuttering his words as the woman kept feeling his chest.

"You know exactly what I'm doing." Her hands managed to reach skin and she pressed into him from behind. A smell started to form below each other and they began boiling with much needed freedom.

As the intimate session went on, a few party goers eyed their heated contact peculiarly until silence cut the cheery atmosphere.

Clanks of armor rattled down the hall as guards flanked a graceful woman. Long white hair streamed down a bright and almost transparent outfit. Embroidered floral and web-like patterns strewn across her decadent limbs blessing her figure with a mystical aura. While a silver crown gleaming with cold shards sat upon her head, matching those enchanting eyes which captivated even the most celibate of guests.

In an instant, everyone closed their eyes and lowered their heads in respect for the ravishing royal.

"We need to leave unless we plan to show these people our true nature." The touched man pulled away and skimmed his admirer's cheek, pretending to make his partner more presentable before elven royalty.

"Your grace." Conversations formed as the elegant lady waved her guards away and began interacting with everyone.

The couple occasionally glanced over at the alluring figure contained in silky mesh. Snowy magic emanated around the area as she closed in on a familiar and unknowingly aroused elf.

"It's wonderful to see a new face." The royal elf bowed and exchanged pleasantries with both disguised drakes.

All eyes were on them now and both women wanted to test just what kind of man was standing before them.

"It is an honor to stand before you and even a larger privilege to be greeted with one such as you, your Grace." He gave a gentle nod and both females studied his smooth features.

The draconian male felt like prey under their watchful and almost hungering gazes. Giggles erupted from both ladies as they witnessed cheeks flush with embarrassment.

"Lharithlyn, mind your look. This one is pure and innocent. He has just arrived from a long and arduous journey to see me." An arm hooked around the male's and she closed in to press her luscious body against him again.

The man's eyes widened with shock and worried for their identities becoming easily seen through.

The regal elf, Lharithlyn spied the male, drinking in his whole being before smirking at his companion.

"Haha, I am most certain that his surviving innocents will perish before sunrise." Both women smiled and embraced each other like family.

"Thank you for everything, Oberon Lharithlyn. My children hope to learn from your wisdom, and I promise that they will aid you on whatever obstacles you may face. For now, I shall retire with this man and leave fond memories within your heart. I pray that my company has quelled the splintered flames within your blood. May Corellan guide us all."

Oberon's expression softened and she pulled the well spoken lady back into her arms before softly whispering. "It has been an absolute joy to have you by my side. I wish the best for your race and will welcome the rise of your kin."

The man watched carefully as his lovely companion shed tears from her eyes as the girls bade farewells to each other.

Lady Lharithlyn turned towards the male and swayed for them to leave.

"Goodbye my friend."

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===Chapter 4 Return To The Wild

Across a shining lake laid the hidden magic of the kingdom they had just left. Two moons brightened overhead as tears rolled down pristine cheeks.

"You told her about our people, haven't you?!" The man from the party accused lethally.

She continued to cry a bit before facing her partner.

"Callen. Did you expose our clan's location?" Stalking towards her and standing before the saddened woman.

She crouched down, peering into the reflective lake before collecting some water with cupped hands. Her early sadness was overwritten by discipline and training from early days. Steady hands kept the water still as she proceeded with her plan. The woman acted with lighting reflex, splashing the man in close quarters. After doing so, she leapt at him, pinning him down.

"200 years of love and understanding was shared between that woman and I. You dare question me about my ways?!" Black scales emerged from around her eyes and cheeks. A pair of granite wings unfurled from magic, blasting the pinned man with a gust of wind.

"I...I would never. Ever. Put our people at risk, especially the little hatchlings we'll be having soon." A heave of hot air struck the male's face as she focused lavender slits on his stare.

"Isn't that right Arun?"

The man beneath slowly pulled her head down and sniffed her neck. "Callen...Why would you choose me? A drake, hundreds of years younger than you."

She pulled back and gave an exasperated huff. Tears from earlier vanished from heat spreading throughout her entire body.

The two of them spent much time together, weaving a close bond which spanned over decades. If she were to gain a family, it was only with him.

"Because.... I love you." Rubbing her own arm and fearing his response.

The male trapped under her was highly intelligent, able to pick his battles, hide in the shadows and blend with the crowd. Callen wanted children but most importantly she wanted them to survive to adulthood. Arun made her feel special and not like some broodmare ready to host hot headed hatchlings. He was the best and only choice in her heart to grant her that wish.

"I...." Raging pheromones induced each other in a lustful frenzy and their elven forms were cast away.

Moments later wings, scales, tails, horns and enormous muscles transformed the two of them. Callen was a gray and dark drake while Arun fanned out his crimson flaps across the lake shore. He was slightly smaller compared to the larger female but had certain assets to compensate for his size.

And she had heard all about his capabilities in the arts of pleasure.

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===Chapter 5 Dragon Love

During heats, many males clung to females like birds to fallen crumbs, eager to garner favour. Arun however always took a gradual approach, hanging back and waiting patiently for the women to decide who they wanted. A surprising amount preferred the small quiet dragon and he always showed them a fabulous time.

Unfortunately for Callen, these acts of coitus and public displays only fueled the jealousy which grew evermore with each breeding season. Pure territorial aggression and possessiveness over her close friend bloomed into a much determined confidence in securing herself a proper life mate.

Tonight marked the moment where she would claim Arun for herself and declare the right to breed with him exclusively.

Soon a red drake laying under a soft stomach coiled his tail around Callen's hind legs. He pulled her away and rose from the ground, facing the female with a curious yet seductive glare.

Angling his head and affectionately rubbing her long neck with his own. Callen enjoyed his soft touches and peaked down at his bulging spheres. She eyed them happily catching tiny movements, the functions happening within them exciting her to no end. All the while her body was readying itself to mate in a singular goal to secure their people's' recovering lineage.

Joyful that she had enticed the male to her body. The dragoness kicked him off and retreated, bolting into the trees before taking flight through the rocky mountains. This act of play would test the male's knowledge, instinct and strength to prove himself capable of mating the powerful draconian female.

Cold winds slipstreamed over an aerodynamic snout and wide pebbled body. The darkly colored dragon ascended upwards to plentiful stars, entering a hover above the clouds.

She scanned the puffy layers but could not locate the male.

'Impossible, even my magic can't sense him...' Her enhanced detection range could not find any sign of life high in the sky.

Just then, wind blew in from above and claws hooked around her armored shoulders. Callen peered up, catching flames feathering along the back of a red dragon.

A drake-like chuckle erupted as she tried freeing herself. Arun shook the dragoness below and secured himself onto her back while flapping his smoking wings.

They dove down and gracefully settled on the ground. A new lake decorated the surroundings and there was an abandoned cave nearby, perfect for rest or nesting.

=Argh, how are you.... holding me down.. like this!? Even when..argh... you're so.... small?! OW!!= Callen spoke into her friend's mind as teeth settled on the back of her neck.

=Oh, small? I don't think so...= Something pointy and long wiggled next to her vent. From its contact she tried struggling again but sensitive venom entered her bloodstream.

Pushy limbs went numb as well as the rest of her body. The smell of mating pheromones quickly made her intimate parts swell and split as protective scales parted, revealing her inner depths.

=Urgh!!! This is so..fucking frustrating, I wanted to take you. Not the other way around!=

Arun rubbed his head against his lover and licked her wounded neck.

=Submit to me Callen..rmm, please. I want to show you a promising time.=

She peeked up at the male, discerning soft eyes.

=Mhh, tempting, but why would I?= Giving one more defiant attempt, twisting and turning to gain a little freedom away from his strong hold. No quarter was given by the vermillion drake and he pulled his head back in confusion.

=You wanted hatchlings, had you not?=

The dark female stopped shifting her tail, angling her head to look up at Arun. They glanced at one another and the male considered her eyes. A weak glint with gentle tears responded his study.

=Every time I saw you during another female's heat it bothered me. You're always so excited to breed and impregnate them but you never saw me as a mate. That hurt me so much and now I'm...scared that you're the same as those other males....I don't want your babies if you're going to just up and leave me with the other bred females." The dark dragon considered Arun sensing a look of acknowledgement in his gaze. He was reassessing and contemplating on what to do next.

Here was a vulnerable female, infected with subduing mating venom and ready to receive any male's sperm. She was ripe and completely at the mercy of the small flame dragon. But something wasn't right.

If it were a different female, Arun would have shown them his powerful package and ravaged them beyond reason. Ensuring that they had enough enchanted seed planted deep in their wombs to last a few sessions over. He'd fathered unknown numbers of his own but this time it would be different.

Callen was important to him and he also wanted her for himself. It was a wonder how she hadn't been properly bred after so long. He was beginning to worry about her fertility and age. If so then this would be his biggest challenge in years. Though his thoughts questioned how, an unimaginable confession answered soon enough.

=Every spared moon the elders hound me and paired me with someone to mate. I took plants so their seed wouldn't take because they weren't...well..you. By Corellan even when you weren't more than an egg I've never known another male as smart and cunning as you. I want my hatchlings to survive and I know that our children would be blessed if they were from you.=

Callen watched as surprise spread over the flame drake's reptilian features. She continued, almost pleading to her friend.

=I....want to become one with you, join ourselves forever. I want..no. I need to take you for myself. I want control over my life again. Even if it means sharing control with you sometimes...=

The red dragon's eyes widened and he steeled his nerves from her confession. Although performing any sort of infertility act was sacrilegious to the continued survival of the draconian race. Arun had little problem accepting her words as pure fortune.

=Commit myself to you and a future together?= A small and gentle nod answered his question and he closed in, placing the tip of his draconian tool near her opening.

Callen witnessed his cock being displayed in its ready position and her mouth went ajar.

=I...I love you Arun, through our time together, you make me feel whole and secure. The rest of the males in our tribe just want us to carry their offspring. But you.= She nudged his snout and stared into his burning eyes.

=You make me happy and I want to watch as you care for my eggs... and me.= Rubbing against the male, providing more incentive with her scent.

A closed claw smacked the side of her head. She stopped leaning against him and hissed.

=Ow! Arun! What was that for?!=

Arun laid his head on her neck, licking the scales matted with blood.

=I wish you told me sooner, that way we wouldn't have spent time away from each other. Callen, you make me happy as well.=

The female dragon twitched with glee and nudged his head.

=Then we'll have to make up for it.= Callen suggested as Arun got up and hooked himself against her rear.

=Create a clutch inside me. Seed my eggs like a proper drake and claim me!= Her vagina leaked with need as the male kept prodding her aroused entrance.

The small drake smelled how fertile she was and knew that her mind was in a sensitive state. He wanted to know if she truly wanted this.

=If I breed you with this much venom, we'll be bound forever. Is this truly what you want?= Sharp rows of teeth closed around his neck as he kept teasing her moist slit.

=I said..tfat I vant you, Arun! I sfwear if you don't put little hatchlings inside me, I'll frip your head off!= Callen muffled, ordering her new breeding partner to fulfil her destiny in becoming a mother and family.

That was all the confirmation needed to let the dragons roam free. His beast took control and only instincts guided the purpose of biological need, to impregnate a female and pass on his genes.

Both sexes were perfectly exposed and 2 large sacks dropped out from behind Arun's tapered shaft.

Slowly nudging and then plunging through her slimy and uneven tunnel. Callen writhed under the small drake, opening her mouth into a pained hiss. Arun tried bottoming out until his spearing length squished against plushy flesh. Muscles coiled around a savage weapon as he tried wedging himself deeper within her clenching depths. He pulled back and hammered into her over and over, loosening her incredibly tight vagina.