The Dragon Queen

As he started going even harder, she did just that. The Queen's voice was loud and lewd, her body desperate for release and to feel his seed inside once more. She didn't know why, but she wanted him to impregnate her so badly. Perhaps she simply wanted a physical manifestation of his lust, or maybe part of her wanted to give him back something for his efforts.

The side of Cassandra's face was pushed against the mattress, the woman's eyes rolled back and her mouth open for her lustful noises and ragged panting. Her nipples rubbed against the fabric within her dress, and it felt so hot for him to be fucking her while she was still in her ballgown.

"Tritoch!" She soon found herself squirting against his cock when he roared and filled her up with his virulent seed, her orgasm leaving her trembling and speechless as the waves of pleasure rolled through her. After he pulled out, she smiled at him and snuggled closer to him on the bed, kissing his chest.

"My handsome King. I think your greatest treasure might be dripping between your legs right now." She gave him a sly little smile.
 
He laughed softly for a moment at her little comment.

"Then that means yours would be filled with my seed."

He grinned and kissed her softly for a moment before settling beside her. He wrapped his arms around her gently, not minding that she was still in her ballgown. He soon feel asleep, content with everything. He did shift a little throughout their slumber, but didn't wake yet.

He did wake when they was a knock at their door, coming just a short while after the sun came up. He yawned a moment before lifting his head.

"Come in."

It was Cedric. He took a moment to look at the royal couple as he stood in the doorway before bowing.

"Pardon the intrusion m'lord. The funeral services will be ready after lunch. They will be held outside the castle in the large orchard grove, unless you have a more suitable place in mind."
 
Cassandra smiled back at him, hoping that soon it would be filled with so much more than his seed. The feeling of his soft lips lingered on hers even as he pulled away and put his strong arms around her. He was much more affectionate and gentle than she thought a dragon could be, and that disarmed her. For the briefest second, she wondered to herself whether he might someday develop feelings for her. With that thought, she closed her eyes and fell asleep even as she lay with her ballgown still on.

When the morning came and Cedric knocked on the door, she too stirred She looked sleepily up at the man, wondering why he was disturbing them at the crack of dawn to let them know about something that was taking place hours in the future.

The Queen turned over away from the door and closed her eyes once more, falling into a tentative slumber again.
 
Tritoch nodded to Cedric, waving him away. The butler bowed for a moment before closing the door as he left. The king looked down at his sleeping queen, chuckling softly. He carefully got up from the bed without disturbing her.

He watched her sleep for a few moments, knowing he would have to take to her on what to do about their offspring. Depending on the type of birth, they would have to make sure the proper method would be in place. Leaving her to sleep, he moved to the window and opened it carefully. He leaned out a little as he enjoyed the morning warmth on his bare skin, listening to the sounds of birds as they flew out.

A few people were asleep and moving about in the courtyard, though it seemed to be mostly the servants as they went about morning chores.
 
Cassandra continued to sleep, apparently determined to get her beauty sleep in her soft, comfortable bed.

In the courtyard, a blue cat got the occasional odd look from a servant. It was lounging in the sun, occasionally swatting at a butterfly that would fly nearby. Betty entered the courtyard and saw the cat, smiling and walking over to it. The cat sat up and Betty reached over and pet it, running her hand from its head down to the tip of its tail. The cat seemed to like this very much, getting onto its feet and rubbing against the elf's hand.

After a bit, Betty laid down in the grass at the edge of the courtyard, putting her hands behind her head and watching the servants bustling about. The blue cat walked over to her and climbed up onto her stomach, causing Betty to have a bit of a pained expression for a moment at the cat's weight put into each step. When the cat was settled though, she smiled and giggled, pleased that the cat was snuggling.
 
He chuckled for a moment as he watched the blue cat and Betty on the grass. Sensing the magic from the cat, he figured it was most likely the fae. He hmmed for a moment, glancing back at his sleeping queen. Deciding to let her sleep, a thought came to mind.

It took but a moment for him to shift back to his dragon form. However, this time he chose to be the size of a large dog. He climbed on the edge of the window, sitting there for a few moments longer. He soon leaped into the air, spreading his wings wide. He soon began to circle lazily downwards towards the courtyard.

His circles grew smaller and small till he landed a couple of feet from Betty. He climbed onto her legs, moving upwards till he could lay down on her lap. His wings folded against his back as he laid his head on her stomach next to the cat.
 
The cat lazily looked up as he circled, having sensed him before she saw him. When he joined her in resting on Betty, she stretched and gave him a slow blink.

'Nice of you to join us this morning. I was just telling this delightful girl how I could grant her a wish in exchange for her immortal soul.' Sephir said telepathically. The cat paused and then a wide smile curled the cat's lips-it looked wholly unnatural. A soft laugh was heard in their minds and then the cat's tail flicked lazily back and forth. 'A mere jest, to be sure. Though I'm not above trading favors.'

Betty giggled, 'I am not sure that I would have anything to ask for anyway. I think I have everything I need here.'

The cat's right ear flicked, 'Hm... I don't know about that, little one. You would be surprised what desires lurk below the surface that most people aren't aware of until they can't have it, or they go beyond the barrier of what is "right" and "wrong" and start thinking about what they truly want, everyone else be damned.'

Sephir got up for a moment and rubbed against Tritoch's face, then turned around in a circle so she could lay more snugly against him.
 
He gave a chuckle for a moment as he listened to what Sephir had been teasing Betty with. He closed his eyes for a moment as she rubbed against him before snugging close. He lifted his wing and laid it gently over the top of the fae.

'Now now, don't be corrupting my little one. Only I can do that.'

He grinned for a moment before stretching his front claws out for a moment before resting them against Betty gently. He yawned and then licked his lips for a moment.

'The funeral for the late King Kaleb will be held this afternoon in the orchard. You don't have to attend, but I am sure it will help to support Lilith very much.'

His tail whisked slowly along Betty's hip and thigh as he began to gently knead with his claws.
 
'Aw, such a pity. I would tell you that I had no intention of the sort, but we both know that would be a lie. And if there's one thing that fae cannot do, it is lie.' Sephir chuckled. She started to purr against him, her chest vibrating pleasantly against him.

Betty shrugged in the grass, 'what do you mean? I do not even really know Lilith, so I do not see how it would be much of a comfort. Such a thing seems like it would be very, very boring.'

'Not as boring as one might think. For example, I'm sure it would be quite amusing to see an illusion of an undead Kaleb springing from the ground and lumbering toward the guests.' Sephir grinned again.
 
He smirked and raised an eyebrow for a moment at the idea. That would really be something to see happen at a funeral.

That would be interesting to see, to say the least. Especially considering Kaleb was disintegrated to nothing but ashes.

He looked towards the castle for a moment before looking back to the fae.

Speaking of ashes, we will need some for the funeral. I think Kaleb's was grounded into the dirt of the garden, so any ashes should do. It's not as if anyone will really know the difference at this point.

He lifted his head up, strecthing his neck before relaxing.

A good dip in the nearby lake sounds good right now.Would either of you care to join me?
 
Sephir flicked her tail back and forth as she listened. She hadn't heard the entire story of how Kaleb had been "assassinated." However, she could still see some fun to be had even if he was assumed to be ash. Perhaps an illusion of his ghost would be enough to make the guests flee in terror. The fae considered this before dismissing the thought; Tritoch seemed to want closure for one of his brood, so her attempts at fun might impede his progress.

'Perhaps we will find an animal near the lake that we can turn to ash. I certainly would be amenable to swimming a bit before the funeral.' The blue cat stretched and then hopped off of Betty, glowing before changing form to a blue raven. Flapping her wings, she flew up into the sky, circling them as she looked around for the nearby lake he might mean.

'I would like to swim too, but I do not have swimming attire with me.' Betty sighed, looking down at him wistfully before reaching down and rubbing the side of his head.
 
He nodded for a moment at Saphir's idea of getting a dead animal's ashes. He had thought they could just scoop some up from one of the fireplace, but he wouldn't deny her her idea. Watching her hop off and fly into the sky for a moment, he looked at Betty.

Why should you need such attire for a bathe in the crisp clear lake? It's not as if anyone will be there to spy on you my little one.

He grinned teasingly to her for a moment before climbing off of her stomach. He shifted to the size of a horse before looking down at her.

Well, come on little one.
 
‘Hm... I suppose you’re right.’ Betty smiled, rolling over and getting up. After brushing herself off, she walked over to him and mounted him, legs on either of his sides with her panties pressed against his back. ‘The swimwear nobles have to wear are so constrictive anyway. I always liked swimming the old-fashioned way. It’s more fun like that.’

Betty smiles widely, excited to be going to the lake. She hadn’t had the chance to go swimming in a while, and it would be a good change of pace. She imagined Tritoch becoming full-sized, using the lake as a bathtub and she giggled to herself.

Sephir has spotted the lake and was now making her way toward it, her blue feathers making her easy to spot. She soon landed at the edge of the lake, transforming back into her human form.
 
Are they now? I haven't had a chance to see this swimwear yet. Sounds like some new type of clothing.

He looked back at her for a moment as she climbed on his back, waiting patiently. Once she was seated and ready, he leaped into the air. A few beats of his wings and they were nearing the level of the clouds. He glided more than anything, using his wings just enough to keep aloft.

When they were close to the lake, he began to do lazy circles in the air above it. They were still a bit of above the water when he suddenly folded his wings against his back. He dove towards the water at a fast angle. He entered the water with Betty on his back, taking her under with him.

He did as she thought he would, shifting to his full size. He let her go to the surface as he turned over under the water. As he rose up, she ended up on his stomach as he lifted his head out of the water, floating on his back.
 
When he lifted off, Betty had the same confident curiosity as she did when they first flew together. The wind rushing through her red hair felt so nice, and the kingdom was beautiful below. She thought to herself that she would never grow tired of flying.

As they neared the lake, she was expecting for him to light down so she could take off her clothes. However, she was soon surprised by the sharp dive, realizing what he was doing in just enough time to take a breath and flatten herself against him as they hit the water. In the water, she quickly swam for the surface, laughing as she found his belly rising up to become a small island for her.

'Now what am I going to change into once we get out of the lake?' Betty shook her head. Since she was already wet, she figured now was as good a time as any to get undressed. The small woman reached down and pulled her dress up, wiggling until it came up over her head. The sopping dress was then deposited onto Tritoch's belly. Her underwear soon followed, slipped down her legs and then gently kicked off. Standing there naked, it was quite clear she was elven. She had a thin, graceful body, and though her butt was cute, she merely had small breasts about A-cup sized.

Her delicate skin was unblemished save for a spot near the mid-right of her back. It was a burn from a red-hot poker from the same night she had her ears docked and her tongue cut out. She grinned at him and leaned over his stomach, looking at just how beautiful and blue the water was.
 
He laughed for a moment at her sarcastic complaint about her ruined clothing.

I am sure we will think of something for you little one. After all, this is the way to enjoy the great outdoors.

He dipped his head backwards in the water, gathering up a large mouthful of water. He lifted back out of the water before spraying his little elf with a gush of water at her. It wasn't hard enough to knock her off, but just enough to rough house with her. His tail lifted up from the water before splashing back down, waves rippling outwards towards the shore.

Ah, I could spend hours out here, just soaking up the cook water and warm sun.
 
'I suppose you're right. You could probably dry it for me with magic or something, or maybe the cat could.' Obviously she meant Sephir, but Betty hadn't yet actually seen the fae in her human form, having been focused on playing with Glinda for most of the ball.

Betty giggled, trying to shield herself from his mouthful of water. She was unsuccessful at blocking it, the jet of water splashing her and pushing her almost off-balance. The elf had to windmill her arms in order to stay upright on his stomach, his wet scales smooth underneath her. The spray of water from the splash of his tail surprised her and she found more water sprinkling on top of her.

It felt great, being out on the lake on such a beautiful day. His scales seemed to soak up the sun a bit, making them a bit warmer than usual. She laid down on her stomach, lazily moving her legs back and forth behind herself as she rested her head in her hands. Her eyes scanned the lake, loving the way it sparkled and shimmered when the light of the sun played across it.

Sephir had undressed on the lakeside, slipping into the water and lazily floating on her back as well. She backstroked slowly, not really in a hurry to get anywhere.
 
Do you get to come out swimming very often? Or does the queen keep you and Glenda busy most of the time?

He laid his head back to lay it in the water to the point only his snout was out of the water. His inner eyelids covered his eyes so he could see under water. There were a few fish swimming around lazily, some even swimming close to him. They didn't seem to be afraid of him for the time being, as he wasn't hunt them or had any ill intent at the moment.

His tail swayed back and forth under the water, slowly propelling him around the lake.
 
'Well, it has been a while since I was able to come swimming. Normally, we are kept fairly busy by Cassandra. We attend the same classes and lectures, fetching her food and helping her take notes. Not that she needs it most of the time. We do have some free time occasionally, but Glinda spends most of her time trying to talk with Cedric, so I usually spend my own time exploring the castle, playing with people, and reading in the library.' Betty grinned and rolled onto her back, spreading her arms and legs out as she looked up at the sky. She closed her eyes and simply soaked up the sun.

'What about you? I understand you probably haven't swam for several hundred years. But before you went into slumber, what did you do for fun?' She ran her hand over his scales, simply interested with the texture and warmth of his scales.
 
He closed his eyes at he thought for a few moments about his life.

Much of my younger life was spent with my two younger brothers. Our mother had a very small brood, but she took good care of us. We spent much of our time exploring the world, learning what we could, and collecting treasure. That was until the war. Deciding to help you lesser races, we joined right in. This after the drow decided to kill our mother and use her in a bizarre ritual. It took a few years, but we finally struck the final, devasating blow to the drow in their underground kingdom. It cost the lives of my two brothers, though it was a heroic effort that was worth it. I went into my slumber shortly after.

He opened his eyes to look down at Betty for a moment. As Saphir swam around him, he used his wings to create some waves towards her.
 
Betty's bright expression turned more somber as she listened to his story. 'I am... sorry that happened. My father was murdered when I was young, so I know what it is like to have someone taken from you before their time. Though... losing your entire family sounds more painful. I think I would want to go into a slumber for many years as well.'

Sephir's body rolled with the waves, though occasionally she would feel the spray of water from a particularly big wave. She chuckled, moving from her position on her back to one on her stomach, swimming over to Tritoch before climbing up one of his legs to stand on his belly. Her body dripped with water, her blue hair long and wet, catching the sunlight. She walked over to where Betty was and laid next to her.

The little elf shifted so that she wasn't spread out like a starfish, allowing Sephir to lay somewhat close to her. The fae had a tattoo on her abdomen right above her sex. It was in the shape of a very old rune, likely a symbol of her body bearing the curse. Though, there were a few more small runes around it that symbolized infertility. Sephir technically could bear children, but they would be demons or monsters, so she had placed a spell on herself to make her barren. This adjustment to her affliction would have been acceptable to the Queen of the Summer court since the point of it all was that she couldn't have children of her own.
 
Yes, well, the past is the past. It was painful, but I now have a bright future to look forward to. I will make sure nothing bad happens to my current family.

He lifted his head for a moment to watch Sephir as she climbed onto him and laid down beside Betty. He laid his head back down in the water, resting a set of claws gently on both of his ladies. Well, it wasn't made official for Sephir, but he doubted she would mind at all. He didn't mind at all that she wouldn't be able to bear him any children, the other four would suit him just fine. Glinda might not like his plans, but she probably knew she wouldn't have a choice.

He drifted lazily on his back as the sun continued to rise in the sky. The sounds of nature were all around them, serene and peaceful. However, that soon came to an end as he lifted his head.

I think perhaps it's time we get back home. I doubt it would be right for the new king to miss the funeral he made the arrangements for.
 
'hm... well hold wounds heal but there are still scars. If you ever need a hug, I'm here,' Betty said, patting his stomach.

Sephir chuckled, closing her eyes, "You are adorable, mortal."

Betty rolled her eyes and simply closed them as well, continuing to lay and soak up the sun. By the time he finally raised his head, Betty was sleeping soundly on top of him, the breath and movements of his chest lulling her to sleep in the warmth of the summer day. Sephir looked up at him and sat up, moving her feet a bit.

"We could always make an illusionary version of you. They would make due. It's funny how simply the image of a person can comfort them, even if they're simply a figurehead." She stood up and stretched, tossing her blue hair behind her shoulder before putting her hands on her hips.

"Or perhaps we should come back when the funeral is over."
 
He hmmed for a few moments as he thought about the options that Saphir had brought up. Sending an illusion in his place could work. However, he didn't really see that as being very kingly of him and look like he was blowing off his duties. Well, Cassandra had said she would take up that mantle of power as he hadn't studied the ins and out of the rule of the lesser races. It would probably look bad for him as well. The better option would be for them to come back after the funeral.

Besides, he had heard of the practice of a newly married couple taking time to themselves for a few days before having to get back to everyday life. He thought that would be a fine thing to do, bringing them all to enjoy time out here with him. Though he wasn't going to push anyone who didn't want to come.

I think it would be better if we came back after the funeral. I believe the queen would love to spend a little time away from the court as well.

He lifted a finger and gently prodded Betty to wake up so they could go.
 
Sephir sighed and rolled her eyes, "oh alright. I suppose all fun must come to an end eventually."

When he prodded Betty, she had batted away his claw, still half-asleep and wanting to slip back into slumber. His chest was so comfortable and warm, and she felt like she was sleeping on a firm cloud floating in the sky. After his second attempt, she sleepily looked up at him and made a disappointed face. 'I was having the loveliest dream. We were all flying in the sky and we all had wings, even me.' Betty smiled, slowly getting up and yawning, stretching her arms above her.

Her gaze went down to her still very damp clothing and looked up to him. 'Well, what are we going to do about my clothing at this point? Can you dry it for me? '

The fae chuckled, "of course he can, dear. If a dragon couldn't dry a dress, I would be thoroughly surprised." She turned around and a round circle appeared in the air, looking like a hoop. She reached inside and her arm disappeared, reappearing near her clothes on the back, a second hoop floating there. The fae grabbed her clothes and brought them through the portal, starting to redress in her own dress. However, she changed it a bit to fit her mood, not necessarily caring whether it was appropriate or not.

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