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+S through Z › World of Warcraft
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
12,607
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
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I do not own World of Warcraft, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Onyxia
Onyxia
I don’t own this… this is merely my gift for you for Christmas…
PS: Due to my hard drive busting itself up, I couldn’t post it at Christmas, but hey, I did post it anyways…
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He could feel the sweltering heat all around him., he cursed to himself as he looked around like a frightened deer, feeling very alone all of a sudden. He knew that this was a very bad place for him to be, and it all was linked to the big dragon queen that was rumoured to live here, he hoped that he would not meet her, but curiosity and a bet had been pulling him here, making him more interested in coming to this cave then ever. He had managed to make his way inside to the centre of the cave, sneaking past some of the draconic guards, who seemed to have been drowsy or something since there was something strange going on…
He could feel how the skin was sticking to his moon cloth robe, and he absently thought about the time that he had ever been this hot, and that that had been when he had been facing some dragons in the Searing Gorge, a black scale pattern having been the thing that was the most common to retrieve from their hides. There was nothing that scared him more then to face the Dragon Queen, but he did make a bet that he would be going in there, in a drunk up welling and now he was here, looking at a desolate room, dragon eggs to the side.
“WHO DARES TO INVADE MY LAIR!” the voice was undoubtedly female and he turned around to look at one of the biggest dragons he had ever seen and gave a very scared squeak as he looked at the way that the eyes seemed to look at him, being very yellow, and looking somewhat too dangerous for him to be the one that they were laid upon. ”Are you the dragon queen?” he asked meekly, knowing that he’d probably be incinerated as soon as possible should the Dragon Queen get pissed at him. There was nothing that would be more scary then to have to face the big dragon queen and not get incinerated, but tortured for weeks until he would look like one of those Forsaken that he had met in Booty Bay. He pitied them because they had seemed to be pretty miserable about their entire situation, while the rest of his guild members had been looking at him like he was crazy. He simply had a large amount of sympathy and kindness for all beings, since they were still on the world, and he was simply too nice. He had once defended an orc child from humans when he had spotted them mistreating the child, having just sent a huge bolt of frost at the humans, killing them instantly and then walking up to the child, and saying in broken orcish that the child should best go to his family, or maybe to an Orc settlement. That had been thirteen years ago, and he was now around 30, but he didn’t look like it, due to some small glamour charm and some small skin care products.
He was sure that the child had not forgotten him, since he had met an Orc three days afterwards, who had walked towards him and addressed him as the human who had saved his son from his fellow kin, and that he was welcome at their house for dinner, as some small repayment. That evening had been nice, since they had a dinner together, with him speaking common with the father, since the man seemed to have fought in the war against the burning legion. It had been quite odd to sit on a table with an orcish family, but he had enjoyed it, and the roasted boar meat had been one of the best he had ever tasted. They parted with the promise of him to come back some day and visit again, and that they would tell everyone of his kindness, so he would be accepted by the rest of their kin.
He looked at the dragon queen as her head seemed to shudder for a moment, and then sank to the floor, shivering slightly. He was uncomprehending, but stood rooted to the spot as he watched how the dragon seemed to convulse for a moment, the massive body shivering and shaking for a moment. He looked at the dragon, then laughed at his own luck and then made for the exit, and froze for a second as he remembered that she would probably be the one that would call for her guards, and then that would be a total and unavoidable death for him.
He could feel how a healing potion seemed to be in his potions belt for a moment, and he took it out, and out of some compassion for animals, he turned back to the dragon queen, who lay there still, her chest still rising with breath and still being very much alive, though stunned. He looked through his belt until he saw the strongest potion, having procured them from a Scourge Necromancer who had terrorised an area, and instead seemed to have gained his self control back again and was now selling some of the strongest healing potions in the world. He looked at Onyxia for a moment and then took out the single healing potion that he had on him, which was strong enough to revive the dead, apparently to the necromantic wizard’s words…
He walked up to her maw, seeing the glistening teeth in it and then opening it slightly and said. “Drink this, it’ll make you feel better.” And he poured the healing potion in her maw, seeing the murky green liquid go in her mouth and then being swallowed by the dragon, making him shudder as suddenly the dragon queen seemed to have gained back her vitality and such…
She raised her head, looking at the human, who seemed to have been kind enough to give her a healing agent that was good enough to restore her to her prime vitality once again. This was better, since she seemed to have submitted to the normal cramps once again, meaning that she would have to mate soon, since it would get only worse after this. “Human, you will mate with me!”
Her voice made him freeze as the implications sank in to his head. Mate with a dragon would mean sex, and that would mean losing his virginity… he had never had a woman, since most of them seemed to dislike him because he was so kind to them all, and those that didn’t seem to mind were all married, so he never had the chance to do a woman… but apparently, the dragon queen seemed to be interested in him, so why not make the best of it… at least he didn’t die a virgin then…
She manipulated her magic to make her assume a humanoid form, which would look like something that was half draconic and would make the human more at ease. And probably since he would be able to fit into her slit while she was in full dragon form…
Three hundred miles away, a dwarf sat in the tavern of Astranaar, looking at his fellow guild mates that were sitting next to him. “An then I told the lad to go and visit tha dragon queenie, to prove he was a man. And the best part was tha the wee lad actually did it.” The guild members all looked at the dwarf and growled slightly, or at least the druid, Zeleria did. “YOU DID WHAT! YOU SENT THE POOR MAN INTO THE DRAGON QUEEN’S LAIR!”
The dwarf shrank back slightly at the outburst of the Night Elf Druid, who seemed to be pretty pissed at him. “I was drunk lass. I just ordered him to go and visit the dragon queen. I didn’t know he’d do it!”
“You should have known that he would honour that promise. He’s too damn honourable for himself to ignore something like that.” Arnold, the paladin said as he sipped his beer slightly, thinking about the good times that he had with the unfortunate mage.
“I’m still a virgin.” His words reached her ears and she licked, her draconic tongue not being changed. “What is your name, human?” the voice was soft and seductive, which was unlike her draconic voice.
He looked at the full breasts that were in his view as he beheld the dragon queen in semi-humanoid form, long black hair coming from her head, nearly obscuring her breasts, but giving her a wild, primal look to him. There was nothing that would keep him from grabbing her, and then having sex with her, but one thing, and that was that she was the Dragon queen. Her eyes were yellow and there were some small bits of scales visible on her face, which made her look exotic. There were two wings sticking out of her back, bigger then he was in total length, but he didn’t mind it, finding it attractive. He could see that her legs were still somewhat draconic, but that was also one thing that he did not mind. He didn’t seem to mind anything at the moment, just watching her was one of the last things that he had wanted to do before dying, but he didn’t seem to get an omen that he might be about to die… he looked at her for a few more moments, until he became aware of the tail that was swishing behind her slightly, and the blood red gem that was on her chest, between her breasts. There was perfection in her form and he sank to his knees.
“My name is Pieter, milady.” He beheld his head down, and then felt how a soft hand, with claws on the fingernails seemed to touch his hair and caress it slightly. There was nothing more that he liked then to feel her touch at the moment, and she raised his head for him and then smiled at him and said. “Onyxia is my name.”
He hugged her suddenly, taking in her scent, which seemed to make him aroused, since it smelled primal and untamed, and he could feel how her body seemed to melt against him for a moment, until she began to disrobe him, making him take off his moon cloth robe and all his other clothes until he was naked. She looked at him and then pointed at her slit. “Shove it in me!” he obliged, and then laid down on her, her breasts against his chest as he looked into her eyes, though he had to crank up his head slightly as she was still taller then him, being about 86,61 inches tall, which was still 7,87 inches taller then him.
He thrust his cock against her slit, missing it slightly, causing it to rub over her pussy slightly, making her give a low growl of disappointment. Her tail reached out, grabbing his cock and he feared for his life as he saw the spines on it, but luckily, it just guided his cock to her slit, and with a thrust of his pelvis, he thrust inside her. The feeling was unlike anything he had ever felt, and he knew that this was what most men liked about this kind of thing.
“We’re going to try and catch up to him, he can’t be far…” the druid said as she looked at the rest of the guild members, who nodded, knowing that Pieter didn’t deserve to be left to the dragons and that Gertibald who had sent him to the dragon den, should be fed to them, but the dwarf apparently seemed to be quite insistent that he had nothing to do with Pieter’s foolishness… but apparently he would be the one being the main person to do the most damage, as retribution… he had sent his Guild Master to his doom, and would have to pay for it… in blood.
She could feel how the human’s phallus entered her vagina., and she growled in pleasure as the cramps in her stomach seemed to lessen all of a sudden, feeling happy that he was able to do this to her, since she had been in such pains before., she had been feeling unwell since a few days, and always had it around this time of the month. She never did have sex with a human, since they tended to be on her menu most of the times, but this human, who had penetrated her lair so far, had been the one that healed the cramps for a moment, and seemed to be quite nice to others. Maybe she would leave him alive, keep him as a consort or something. There was something about him that seemed to endear him to her, like she might have been attracted to him if she hadn’t been born a dragon, but a human instead. There was something about him, as he thrust into her time and time again, falling into the motions without fail, something that seemed to make her want him, something that made her feel so damn horny…
He could feel how her body seemed to make him feel hotter and hotter, how it seemed to make him want to bury himself inside her. There was an exhaustion forming inside him, as he could feel how his balls were filled to the brim with his cum, feeling like they needed to unload within her. The feeling was strange, like it was compelling him to do so, but he seemed not to mind it too great a deal, since his attention was focused on her. The feeling of her body was great, and he knew that he would not be disposed of immediately. He looked at her breasts and then kissed the nipples once, before starting to suckle on her left breasts, like a child would do to its mother. There was nothing that he could do more, and she moaned, a hoarse sound making him feel the heat suddenly increasing. A bit of fire escaped her mouth and nearly scorched his head, hadn’t he moved away at the last second. There was a bit of a pause, and he could feel how her tail seemed to wrap around his waist all of a sudden., making him resume thrusting, the heat was getting unbearable now, and he could feel how his balls seemed to be coming closer to his body, the ecstasy making him realise that he was about to come. “I’m coming!” he shouted, his voice being nearly a whisper to her, as she roared, the sound making him hear nothing for a few seconds. The cum shooting from his cock was enough as his answer as he slumped, still coming inside her, losing his consciousness in a few seconds.
He awoke three hours later, looking at the massive dragon queen, who had turned back to draconic form and was looking at him. “Can you see these eggs, Pieter? They are your offspring with me…” her voice was surprisingly soft, and for a moment, he thought that he could hear some longing in it. “I think you would like to get out of here as soon as possible, right?”
He looked at her and for a moment, seemed to think about it. What did he have to lose? He would be free to roam the world as he pleased, or he would stay with the dragon queen, probably have a lot more sex, and then die a happy man. “I would like to stay here, if that is possible. I… like you.”
For a moment, the dragon queen seemed to be stumped, but then looked at him for a moment, and then decided that this would be a good thing to happen. There was nothing more frustrating then having to go without sex for a few months, until her lazy brother would get to give her more children, though that was more of a chore then anything else.
“Fine, you are allowed to stay here, as my Consort.” A sense of elation gripped him for a moment, until he thought about the dwarf that had made him do this bet. “Lady Onyxia, could I perhaps visit a dwarf, who is in need of a good scare? I am a Guild Master, and he made me drunk enough to go and visit you, as a bet, and I think he would need a good sobering up, and what better then the Dragon Queen to wake him up a bit, and give him a scare?”
For a moment, the big gargantuan dragon looked pensive, before a draconic grin split her face and she inclined her head slightly. “Get on my back… it’s time that he acknowledges my authority…”
Three minutes later they had reached the entrance to the cave, past all the confused draconic guards who wondered why the hell a human was sitting on their Lady’s back. Onyxia had instructed them to treat him with the same respect as they did her, since he was the father of the next batch…
A minute later, they were in the air, making him feel like he was something special, since there was something very nice about flying… and the way that there seemed to be more then the flying part… also the power that would be his now that he was the consort of the dragon queen Onyxia was quite nice. He watched as they flew over the Barrens, and spotted a group of people that were apparently intent on travelling to Dustwallow. He could feel the magic of the druid in the group, being attuned to the magic of that particular druid, since he and her did spend a lot of time with each other, being a Tailor and she was a Skinner and Leatherworker and that they managed to get on well with each other.
“There they are… I guess we’d better inform them of my marriage to you then.” The dragon queen gave a mental acknowledgement, before she swooped down towards them.
Gertibald looked at his guild members and growled. “I’m not going to be the bait! I don’t care about that fool Guild Master of ours, just about my own hide being the one intact.” The Night Elves that were currently walking with him were less then pleased by that answer and the druid was the most vocal about it, screaming obscenities at him, until she could feel something VERY wrong in the air, and was about to scream a warning until a huge gust of wind blew them away. When they got up again, they noticed that there was something very big standing to the side, big wings unfolded. Some of the most cowardly of the members of the party lost their bladder control as they looked at the dragon queen herself.
“I TOLD YOU! You shouldn’t have sent our GM to her because now we’ve made the dragon queen pissed… If I meet you in the Emerald Dream, I’ll kill you again!” the druid said, looking at the black scales that seemed to make her nervous. “Who was the dwarf that sent that human into my lair!”
As one, the members of the guild pointed towards Gertibald, who seemed to be in a constant state of fear. There was nothing that would be able to make this bloodfest become undone since the dragon queen looked ready to spit fire at them.
“Gertibald, I’m going to kick your ass!” a voice shouted from the dragon queen’s head and then the Guild Master, Pieter Darkshadow appeared on top of the head, looking at the dwarf with a mixture of anger in his eyes coupled with a deadly sneer on his face. “Onyxia darling, would you be so kind as to incinerate the dwarf so that his ashes will not be able to be recovered?”
“Of course, darling…” a big breath was taken, and the guild members moved away from the dwarf who seemed to be the target…
Ten seconds were waited before they looked at the dwarf, who had passed out from fright, and then Onyxia seemed to expel a huge breath of fire, straight into the air, not doing any harm.
“Meet my wife, Onyxia, the brood mother of the black dragon flight.” That statement floored the guild as they looked at their Guild Master hugging the huge dragon…
“At least he survived.” Zelaria remarked, before the head of Onyxia turned to her and the long tongue licked the teeth in her maw. “You’ll come with us… You’ll be a nice after dinner snack…” the Night Elf had only time to gasp in horror as Onyxia charged, grabbing her with a talon and then moving back into the air. Wisely, the rest of the guild members did not follow…
Three weeks later they all got a letter from their Guild Master saying that he and Zelaria were fine and that they were currently enjoying their honeymoon… Gertibald was grumbling about the big pile of dragon dung that had been sent to him, whilst the rest of the guild members, who all tended to group around each other, laughed at him.
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I don’t own this… this is merely my gift for you for Christmas…
PS: Due to my hard drive busting itself up, I couldn’t post it at Christmas, but hey, I did post it anyways…
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He could feel the sweltering heat all around him., he cursed to himself as he looked around like a frightened deer, feeling very alone all of a sudden. He knew that this was a very bad place for him to be, and it all was linked to the big dragon queen that was rumoured to live here, he hoped that he would not meet her, but curiosity and a bet had been pulling him here, making him more interested in coming to this cave then ever. He had managed to make his way inside to the centre of the cave, sneaking past some of the draconic guards, who seemed to have been drowsy or something since there was something strange going on…
He could feel how the skin was sticking to his moon cloth robe, and he absently thought about the time that he had ever been this hot, and that that had been when he had been facing some dragons in the Searing Gorge, a black scale pattern having been the thing that was the most common to retrieve from their hides. There was nothing that scared him more then to face the Dragon Queen, but he did make a bet that he would be going in there, in a drunk up welling and now he was here, looking at a desolate room, dragon eggs to the side.
“WHO DARES TO INVADE MY LAIR!” the voice was undoubtedly female and he turned around to look at one of the biggest dragons he had ever seen and gave a very scared squeak as he looked at the way that the eyes seemed to look at him, being very yellow, and looking somewhat too dangerous for him to be the one that they were laid upon. ”Are you the dragon queen?” he asked meekly, knowing that he’d probably be incinerated as soon as possible should the Dragon Queen get pissed at him. There was nothing that would be more scary then to have to face the big dragon queen and not get incinerated, but tortured for weeks until he would look like one of those Forsaken that he had met in Booty Bay. He pitied them because they had seemed to be pretty miserable about their entire situation, while the rest of his guild members had been looking at him like he was crazy. He simply had a large amount of sympathy and kindness for all beings, since they were still on the world, and he was simply too nice. He had once defended an orc child from humans when he had spotted them mistreating the child, having just sent a huge bolt of frost at the humans, killing them instantly and then walking up to the child, and saying in broken orcish that the child should best go to his family, or maybe to an Orc settlement. That had been thirteen years ago, and he was now around 30, but he didn’t look like it, due to some small glamour charm and some small skin care products.
He was sure that the child had not forgotten him, since he had met an Orc three days afterwards, who had walked towards him and addressed him as the human who had saved his son from his fellow kin, and that he was welcome at their house for dinner, as some small repayment. That evening had been nice, since they had a dinner together, with him speaking common with the father, since the man seemed to have fought in the war against the burning legion. It had been quite odd to sit on a table with an orcish family, but he had enjoyed it, and the roasted boar meat had been one of the best he had ever tasted. They parted with the promise of him to come back some day and visit again, and that they would tell everyone of his kindness, so he would be accepted by the rest of their kin.
He looked at the dragon queen as her head seemed to shudder for a moment, and then sank to the floor, shivering slightly. He was uncomprehending, but stood rooted to the spot as he watched how the dragon seemed to convulse for a moment, the massive body shivering and shaking for a moment. He looked at the dragon, then laughed at his own luck and then made for the exit, and froze for a second as he remembered that she would probably be the one that would call for her guards, and then that would be a total and unavoidable death for him.
He could feel how a healing potion seemed to be in his potions belt for a moment, and he took it out, and out of some compassion for animals, he turned back to the dragon queen, who lay there still, her chest still rising with breath and still being very much alive, though stunned. He looked through his belt until he saw the strongest potion, having procured them from a Scourge Necromancer who had terrorised an area, and instead seemed to have gained his self control back again and was now selling some of the strongest healing potions in the world. He looked at Onyxia for a moment and then took out the single healing potion that he had on him, which was strong enough to revive the dead, apparently to the necromantic wizard’s words…
He walked up to her maw, seeing the glistening teeth in it and then opening it slightly and said. “Drink this, it’ll make you feel better.” And he poured the healing potion in her maw, seeing the murky green liquid go in her mouth and then being swallowed by the dragon, making him shudder as suddenly the dragon queen seemed to have gained back her vitality and such…
She raised her head, looking at the human, who seemed to have been kind enough to give her a healing agent that was good enough to restore her to her prime vitality once again. This was better, since she seemed to have submitted to the normal cramps once again, meaning that she would have to mate soon, since it would get only worse after this. “Human, you will mate with me!”
Her voice made him freeze as the implications sank in to his head. Mate with a dragon would mean sex, and that would mean losing his virginity… he had never had a woman, since most of them seemed to dislike him because he was so kind to them all, and those that didn’t seem to mind were all married, so he never had the chance to do a woman… but apparently, the dragon queen seemed to be interested in him, so why not make the best of it… at least he didn’t die a virgin then…
She manipulated her magic to make her assume a humanoid form, which would look like something that was half draconic and would make the human more at ease. And probably since he would be able to fit into her slit while she was in full dragon form…
Three hundred miles away, a dwarf sat in the tavern of Astranaar, looking at his fellow guild mates that were sitting next to him. “An then I told the lad to go and visit tha dragon queenie, to prove he was a man. And the best part was tha the wee lad actually did it.” The guild members all looked at the dwarf and growled slightly, or at least the druid, Zeleria did. “YOU DID WHAT! YOU SENT THE POOR MAN INTO THE DRAGON QUEEN’S LAIR!”
The dwarf shrank back slightly at the outburst of the Night Elf Druid, who seemed to be pretty pissed at him. “I was drunk lass. I just ordered him to go and visit the dragon queen. I didn’t know he’d do it!”
“You should have known that he would honour that promise. He’s too damn honourable for himself to ignore something like that.” Arnold, the paladin said as he sipped his beer slightly, thinking about the good times that he had with the unfortunate mage.
“I’m still a virgin.” His words reached her ears and she licked, her draconic tongue not being changed. “What is your name, human?” the voice was soft and seductive, which was unlike her draconic voice.
He looked at the full breasts that were in his view as he beheld the dragon queen in semi-humanoid form, long black hair coming from her head, nearly obscuring her breasts, but giving her a wild, primal look to him. There was nothing that would keep him from grabbing her, and then having sex with her, but one thing, and that was that she was the Dragon queen. Her eyes were yellow and there were some small bits of scales visible on her face, which made her look exotic. There were two wings sticking out of her back, bigger then he was in total length, but he didn’t mind it, finding it attractive. He could see that her legs were still somewhat draconic, but that was also one thing that he did not mind. He didn’t seem to mind anything at the moment, just watching her was one of the last things that he had wanted to do before dying, but he didn’t seem to get an omen that he might be about to die… he looked at her for a few more moments, until he became aware of the tail that was swishing behind her slightly, and the blood red gem that was on her chest, between her breasts. There was perfection in her form and he sank to his knees.
“My name is Pieter, milady.” He beheld his head down, and then felt how a soft hand, with claws on the fingernails seemed to touch his hair and caress it slightly. There was nothing more that he liked then to feel her touch at the moment, and she raised his head for him and then smiled at him and said. “Onyxia is my name.”
He hugged her suddenly, taking in her scent, which seemed to make him aroused, since it smelled primal and untamed, and he could feel how her body seemed to melt against him for a moment, until she began to disrobe him, making him take off his moon cloth robe and all his other clothes until he was naked. She looked at him and then pointed at her slit. “Shove it in me!” he obliged, and then laid down on her, her breasts against his chest as he looked into her eyes, though he had to crank up his head slightly as she was still taller then him, being about 86,61 inches tall, which was still 7,87 inches taller then him.
He thrust his cock against her slit, missing it slightly, causing it to rub over her pussy slightly, making her give a low growl of disappointment. Her tail reached out, grabbing his cock and he feared for his life as he saw the spines on it, but luckily, it just guided his cock to her slit, and with a thrust of his pelvis, he thrust inside her. The feeling was unlike anything he had ever felt, and he knew that this was what most men liked about this kind of thing.
“We’re going to try and catch up to him, he can’t be far…” the druid said as she looked at the rest of the guild members, who nodded, knowing that Pieter didn’t deserve to be left to the dragons and that Gertibald who had sent him to the dragon den, should be fed to them, but the dwarf apparently seemed to be quite insistent that he had nothing to do with Pieter’s foolishness… but apparently he would be the one being the main person to do the most damage, as retribution… he had sent his Guild Master to his doom, and would have to pay for it… in blood.
She could feel how the human’s phallus entered her vagina., and she growled in pleasure as the cramps in her stomach seemed to lessen all of a sudden, feeling happy that he was able to do this to her, since she had been in such pains before., she had been feeling unwell since a few days, and always had it around this time of the month. She never did have sex with a human, since they tended to be on her menu most of the times, but this human, who had penetrated her lair so far, had been the one that healed the cramps for a moment, and seemed to be quite nice to others. Maybe she would leave him alive, keep him as a consort or something. There was something about him that seemed to endear him to her, like she might have been attracted to him if she hadn’t been born a dragon, but a human instead. There was something about him, as he thrust into her time and time again, falling into the motions without fail, something that seemed to make her want him, something that made her feel so damn horny…
He could feel how her body seemed to make him feel hotter and hotter, how it seemed to make him want to bury himself inside her. There was an exhaustion forming inside him, as he could feel how his balls were filled to the brim with his cum, feeling like they needed to unload within her. The feeling was strange, like it was compelling him to do so, but he seemed not to mind it too great a deal, since his attention was focused on her. The feeling of her body was great, and he knew that he would not be disposed of immediately. He looked at her breasts and then kissed the nipples once, before starting to suckle on her left breasts, like a child would do to its mother. There was nothing that he could do more, and she moaned, a hoarse sound making him feel the heat suddenly increasing. A bit of fire escaped her mouth and nearly scorched his head, hadn’t he moved away at the last second. There was a bit of a pause, and he could feel how her tail seemed to wrap around his waist all of a sudden., making him resume thrusting, the heat was getting unbearable now, and he could feel how his balls seemed to be coming closer to his body, the ecstasy making him realise that he was about to come. “I’m coming!” he shouted, his voice being nearly a whisper to her, as she roared, the sound making him hear nothing for a few seconds. The cum shooting from his cock was enough as his answer as he slumped, still coming inside her, losing his consciousness in a few seconds.
He awoke three hours later, looking at the massive dragon queen, who had turned back to draconic form and was looking at him. “Can you see these eggs, Pieter? They are your offspring with me…” her voice was surprisingly soft, and for a moment, he thought that he could hear some longing in it. “I think you would like to get out of here as soon as possible, right?”
He looked at her and for a moment, seemed to think about it. What did he have to lose? He would be free to roam the world as he pleased, or he would stay with the dragon queen, probably have a lot more sex, and then die a happy man. “I would like to stay here, if that is possible. I… like you.”
For a moment, the dragon queen seemed to be stumped, but then looked at him for a moment, and then decided that this would be a good thing to happen. There was nothing more frustrating then having to go without sex for a few months, until her lazy brother would get to give her more children, though that was more of a chore then anything else.
“Fine, you are allowed to stay here, as my Consort.” A sense of elation gripped him for a moment, until he thought about the dwarf that had made him do this bet. “Lady Onyxia, could I perhaps visit a dwarf, who is in need of a good scare? I am a Guild Master, and he made me drunk enough to go and visit you, as a bet, and I think he would need a good sobering up, and what better then the Dragon Queen to wake him up a bit, and give him a scare?”
For a moment, the big gargantuan dragon looked pensive, before a draconic grin split her face and she inclined her head slightly. “Get on my back… it’s time that he acknowledges my authority…”
Three minutes later they had reached the entrance to the cave, past all the confused draconic guards who wondered why the hell a human was sitting on their Lady’s back. Onyxia had instructed them to treat him with the same respect as they did her, since he was the father of the next batch…
A minute later, they were in the air, making him feel like he was something special, since there was something very nice about flying… and the way that there seemed to be more then the flying part… also the power that would be his now that he was the consort of the dragon queen Onyxia was quite nice. He watched as they flew over the Barrens, and spotted a group of people that were apparently intent on travelling to Dustwallow. He could feel the magic of the druid in the group, being attuned to the magic of that particular druid, since he and her did spend a lot of time with each other, being a Tailor and she was a Skinner and Leatherworker and that they managed to get on well with each other.
“There they are… I guess we’d better inform them of my marriage to you then.” The dragon queen gave a mental acknowledgement, before she swooped down towards them.
Gertibald looked at his guild members and growled. “I’m not going to be the bait! I don’t care about that fool Guild Master of ours, just about my own hide being the one intact.” The Night Elves that were currently walking with him were less then pleased by that answer and the druid was the most vocal about it, screaming obscenities at him, until she could feel something VERY wrong in the air, and was about to scream a warning until a huge gust of wind blew them away. When they got up again, they noticed that there was something very big standing to the side, big wings unfolded. Some of the most cowardly of the members of the party lost their bladder control as they looked at the dragon queen herself.
“I TOLD YOU! You shouldn’t have sent our GM to her because now we’ve made the dragon queen pissed… If I meet you in the Emerald Dream, I’ll kill you again!” the druid said, looking at the black scales that seemed to make her nervous. “Who was the dwarf that sent that human into my lair!”
As one, the members of the guild pointed towards Gertibald, who seemed to be in a constant state of fear. There was nothing that would be able to make this bloodfest become undone since the dragon queen looked ready to spit fire at them.
“Gertibald, I’m going to kick your ass!” a voice shouted from the dragon queen’s head and then the Guild Master, Pieter Darkshadow appeared on top of the head, looking at the dwarf with a mixture of anger in his eyes coupled with a deadly sneer on his face. “Onyxia darling, would you be so kind as to incinerate the dwarf so that his ashes will not be able to be recovered?”
“Of course, darling…” a big breath was taken, and the guild members moved away from the dwarf who seemed to be the target…
Ten seconds were waited before they looked at the dwarf, who had passed out from fright, and then Onyxia seemed to expel a huge breath of fire, straight into the air, not doing any harm.
“Meet my wife, Onyxia, the brood mother of the black dragon flight.” That statement floored the guild as they looked at their Guild Master hugging the huge dragon…
“At least he survived.” Zelaria remarked, before the head of Onyxia turned to her and the long tongue licked the teeth in her maw. “You’ll come with us… You’ll be a nice after dinner snack…” the Night Elf had only time to gasp in horror as Onyxia charged, grabbing her with a talon and then moving back into the air. Wisely, the rest of the guild members did not follow…
Three weeks later they all got a letter from their Guild Master saying that he and Zelaria were fine and that they were currently enjoying their honeymoon… Gertibald was grumbling about the big pile of dragon dung that had been sent to him, whilst the rest of the guild members, who all tended to group around each other, laughed at him.
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