The Virgin Sacrifice (Closed for Emstar303)

Fen squeezed obediently when Lily moved his hand to her breast, but soon he didn’t want to wait any more. He picked her up from his lap, standing with her to place her feet on the smooth stone floor. He pressed his large, scaled lips to her soft, pink mouth in his first attempt at a kiss in his draconic form. She was so soft and warm!

His deadly claws slid under her velvet dress, lifting it up and off her body, breaking their kiss all too soon. Fen considered it an impressive display of willpower that the dress remained in one piece. He mostly restrained himself because he didn’t want to run the slightest risk of cutting her with his large and razor-sharp claws. Once the dress was off, Fen was listing Lily into the air and clutching her to his body. With one mighty flap they were in the air, and Fen landed on his feet on his pile of gold and gems. As he gently, but insistently, lowered Lily onto her back on the coins, she would notice that it didn’t feel like she was lying naked on cold metal and hard gemstone. It was part of his hoard’s magical properties that the pile always had the texture and temperature that he wanted it to. Right now it would feel like a heated pile of impossibly soft furs, enveloping her in comfort and support.

Fen placed his claws on either side of Lily’s shoulders and leaned down to tenderly kiss her neck with his powerful jaw. He placed the large, triangular head of his stiff draconic cock at her entrance, teasing her velvet lips. “Are you sure, Lily? I want to so bad. I want to be inside you. I dreamed of you while I slept. I missed you so much. But, are you sure?” With one word, he would be inside her, unable to hold himself back any more.
 
Fen lifted her up and spun her around so he could kiss her soft, pink lips with his. It was the first time he'd kissed her as a dragon. His kiss felt more aggressive, but perhaps that was because he was so much larger in this form. She wanted to continue the kiss, but Fen had to break it to get her out of her dress.

Lily squealed in surprise and delight when Fen lifted her up into his powerful arms after stripping her of her dress. He held her tightly, securely, against his scaled, naked chest. Lily's heart was beating so fast! Her hands clasped around his neck as he flapped his beautiful wings and carried them over to his pile of gold.

The metal was surprisingly soft and warm against her skin. It was much like Fen - softer than it appeared. Her dragon lover grasped her shoulders and kissed her neck lovingly. He was so powerful, could tear her throat out, but Lily was not afraid. She moaned long and low as he nuzzled and kissed her neck with his snout.

She could feel his cock brushing urgently against her entrance. Fen took hold of it and positioned it, teasing her more fully. His words were so erotic, so sexy. Lily squeezed the muscles of his back and looked up into his kind, sincere, deliciously horny, face.

She looked down at his cock, it was an even more impressive thickness and maybe an inch or two longer in his draconic form than in his human form. Lily licked her lips, her breath came quickly. She couldn't believe she was about to have sex with a dragon! She was about to feel that triangular cockhead push her open. She wondered what the texture of this cock would feel like inside her. She squirmed gently, her labia teasing him. "I"m sure but... your dragon cock is wider and a little longer than your human cock, so just go slow, okay?"
 
Slow? Fen could go slow. It was a superhuman challenge, to hold himself back from taking his love with the predatory aggression he felt inside him. But, he wasn’t human, and at the moment he didn’t even look like one. He also loved Lily more than life itself. He would be slow, and gentle, and tender like the dragon he wasn’t, for her.

It wasn’t like he wouldn’t enjoy it. Any time he could touch her at all was heaven, and he felt heaven as he slowly, gently, tenderly parted her glistening lower lips with his hard, triangular cockhead. A growl left his lips, starting out low and rumbling, crescendoing into a roar of bliss, a tidal wave of sound that only Lily survive being directed at her. She was so tight!

Even with just the head inside, she squeezed him with an iron grip. “Lily,” he growled out, his voice deepening into something truly animalistic. Still, he barely pushed forward, ever careful of her human frailty. Each tiny millimeter of length that disappeared inside her took Fen to new heights of pleasure, her warm and wet cavern stretching to admit his slick purple shaft, emerged from its scaly sheathe like a volcano erupting into her molten core.

“You. Feel. So. Good.” His voice fought its way out of his gritted fangs, desperate for her to know how she made him feel, how she drove the normally calm and awkward dragon into a fog of lust. He pushed in carefully until his scaly hips finally met the soft pink flesh of her ass. Her delicate flower gripped his cock with impressive strength, trying in vain to pull him deeper, even though there was no more room for him.

“Oh, Lily,” he growled out, sweat dripping off his blue-scaled face from the exertion of that single thrust. “How does that feel? Are you okay? Do you need to rest?”
 
As Fen entered Lily he growled out her name, his voice deep and rumbling; like it was taking every ounce of self-control not to start pounding into her like the powerful predator he was. The intensity of his growl set her aflame. She moved her hands from his back to grip the strong purple horns sticking out of his shoulders. She used them to brace herself against him as he pushed the entirety of his purple, pointed triangular cock head inside her.

“Oh Fen…” she breathed. She looked into his yellow eyes and scaly face and could hardly believe she was doing this, but she had no regrets as he slid his thick dragon dick into her a millimeter at a time, stretching her pussy with a patience most men wouldn’t be expected to have, much less a fire breathing dragon. It did hurt a little going inside, but the sharpness of his first entry transitioned into pleasure quickly as he slowly slid deeper inside.

“Ah! You feel so good…” Lily moaned. She looked down between their bodies and was blown away by the eroticism of his thick, purple dragon dick sliding into her tiny body. “Oh my god…” she cried. Her legs shook as he pressed in deeper still. He just kept going deeper, a good two, three inches more than his human cock could reach. Lily moaned wantonly and held on tight as he kept pushing more and more of his cock inside her.

At last, his hips lay flush against hers, his scaled hips against her pale flesh, pressing lightly, still seeking more. His cock was as deep as it could go, though Lily’s flower fluttered around it, trying to take more of his dragon cock.

“How does that feel? Are you okay? Do you need to rest?”

“Rest?" Lily questioned with a breathless laugh. "But you’re the one doing all the work!" Lily smiled up at Fen. He was sweating and they’d barely gotten started. It must've taken a tremendous amount of willpower for him to go so slowly, to let her get accustomed to his additional inches, the slightly different shape of the head. She leaned forward and kissed him lightly. She still wasn't sure how kissing would work in this form with his fangs, but she wanted to try. “I’m okay," she told him, gently swiveling her hips. "Mmph! You can keep going. I - I want you to keep going. You feel so good inside me.”
 
Fen leaned down to press his lips back to Lily’s, sliding his thin, impossibly long tongue into her mouth, wrapping around her own tongue and giving it an affectionate squeeze. He waited a moment longer with his cock inside Lily to the hilt, letting her get used to his inhuman shape.

Then, he started pulling back, just as slowly as he’d pushed in. The triangle points of his cockhead dragged along her slick inner walls, sending sparks of pleasure to Fen’s brain. His feet started to get pins and needles as all the blood in his body rushed to his cock, unwilling to miss out on the sensation of Lily’s lovely, warm muscles squeezing him on his way out. He hummed in satisfaction.

The ridges in his shaft slowly stretched Lily’s opening on the way past her velvet lips, coming back together afterward with a wet slurp. It was agony, going so slowly, but Fen wanted to be careful. He was glad he had when he was suddenly surprised by the top of his glans meeting resistance. “Oh!” There was a small area just inside Lily where the skin was slightly bumpy, and the top of Fen’s cockhead was rubbing against it, almost too big to slip out. Fen pushed back and forth, and then pulled just enough to slip the head out. He wanted to do all that again, over and over, faster and faster, but he wanted to check on his love first.

“Still okay?”
 
A shock of great pleasure speared her as Fen slid his long, thin, dexterous tongue around hers and squeezed. While his tongue embraced hers, her pussy embraced his cock. He was an unusual shape, just a little different, thicker towards the base, then again just below the wide, pronounced triangular head. Fen held himself inside her so she could get used to how he felt as they kissed passionately, then he began pulling his hips back, dragging his cock out of her tight sheath just as slowly as he'd entered her.

Before he'd exited her completely, the point of his triangular cockhead dragged against her g-spot. He stopped there for a breathless, exquisite moment, rubbed the tip of his cock against the extra sensitive, slightly bumpy flesh. "Ohhhh!" Lily moaned wantonly as pleasure wracked her body. At last he slid his cock fully out of her, triangular flared cockhead still pressing urgently, desperately against her entrance.

"Still okay?" he asked.

Lily pulled her legs back further, spread herself more open for her dragon lover. His wings stretched out beside him, his muscles twitched in self-restraint, his beautiful, bulbous dragon cock was glistening with her arousal. "Oh, Fen! I'm more than okay," Lily said. She was in awe of how good this felt, how good his dragon cock felt. She let go of the horns protruding from his shoulders to grasp the sides of his face.

"Again," she demanded.
 
Fen smiled, overjoyed both that Lily was enjoying him despite his inhuman form, and that he was going to get to keep pushing into her, stretching her with his cock.

He turned his head to kiss her palm, his eyes almost tearing up with joy. He pushed his hips forward, the head of his cock slowly but surely stretching Lily open. Once the head was inside, he pushed deeper, beginning to make long, deep thrusts, his reptilian eyes rolling back in his head at the sensation of Lily’s young flower squeezing and stroking his cock. He kissed her again, then dipped his head down to her breasts, twisting each nipple in turn with his flexible tongue.

He wished he could rub her little nub, and his hoard responded. It changed its density and structure, allowing Fen to sink down until he could stand on his two clawed feet, Lily’s hips at the perfect height for thrusting. He lowered his hand down to her, careful to keep his claws out of the way, and started rubbing that wonderful little organ with his scaly thumb. “Oh, this is so good, Lily!” He kept thrusting, long and deep strokes sending waves of bliss through his body.
 
Lily cried out when Fen entered her again, sliding his thick, strong dragon cock into her slender human body. "Oh Fen!" She praised his name as he began to fuck her deeply and steadily, pumping his magnificent cock inside her again and again. He bent down carefully and started licking her nipples, twisting his agile tongue around her hardened buds.

All of a sudden the hoard of magical soft riches shifted, causing Lily to float at waist level of Fen on a bed of coins. She reached forward and caressed his chest, covered in smooth, pale green scales, admiring his form. Fen could thrust into her even deeper from this angle. He could also access her clit from his angle, and Lily watched in awe as this great, powerful beast gently and softly starting rubbing her clit and spoke in that husky, deep voice how good she felt. Lily was in complete agreement. His scaly thumb against her clit kept igniting sparks at her core, his huge cock thrusting into her so completely and fully kept fanning the flames of fire. Lily could feel that wonderful feeling building.

Wave after wave of pleasure kept crashing into her body as he kept thrusting deep inside her. Lily's legs suddenly gripped around his waist as the pleasure of their coupling became too much. She gripped his horns tightly as she felt a tidal wave peak and crash over her. She started moaning uncontrollably as she came, as her dragon kept rubbing her clit and making love to her.

"Oh gods yes, Fen!" she cried. Her flower clenched around him over and over, squeezing his slick purple flesh. Her mouth hung open and her eyes squeezed shut as the height of pleasure wracked her body. She let go of one of his shoulder horns to wrap her arm around his back and squeeze his bluish-green scaly skin. She clung to him as she quivered and shook around his cock.
 
Fen was still holding back, but Lily’s fluttering on his cock was making that harder and harder. Her sexy, uninhibited moans were driving him wild, too, and the feeling of his scaly hips slapping against her soft ass cheeks just made him want to slam into her harder.

He kept his strokes long and deep, but on his outstrokes he started to feel some resistance. He tried to pull out to figure out what was going on, and he couldn’t! He must have swollen so much that he was stuck inside her! He panicked, slightly, and pulled harder, impacting the inside of Lily’s walls with the bulge with every pull. Lily’s moans got louder, more insistent as he tried to pull out, but it wasn’t working. Fen took a breath. This was temporary, right? As much as he loved Lily, and wanted to spend as much time inside her as possible, it would be very inconvenient for them to be trapped together like this.

He knew his cock got a lot smaller when it got soft, so maybe he needed to get soft? Oh, goodness, how was he supposed to get soft when Lily was writhing and moaning like that?

He slowed, not stopping completely until Lily’s orgasm slowly subsided. He reached out for her hands, squeezing them affectionately in his scaly claws. Goodness, he was so hard! His cock ached! “Lily, I--I think I’m stuck. I can’t pull out until I get soft. Is...is that okay? Can I keep going?”
 
As Lily came, Fen seemed only to fuck her harder, pushing her higher. "Ah! Ah!" she exclaimed as Fen's cock bumped against her g-spot repeatedly. It wasn't until the third or fourth time she realized he was trying to pull out of her but couldn't. His cock had swelled towards the top, locking him inside her. Lily should have been alarmed but she just couldn't stop cumming for nearly a minute.

Fen kept pace with Lily's orgasm, gradually slowing down as her shuddering slowed around him and her moans eventually quieted. Her body still felt so sensitive with every nerve alive. She sighed contentedly. It took her a moment to realize to process his words.

"Th-that's okay," Lily said. "Let's not panic."

How could he possibly be stuck? More importantly, why on Earth was he trying to get out? To be honest she'd hadn't fully understood what he said. She was still dazed from her powerful orgasm, and Fen was still moving inside her slowly.

"Yes. You can keep going," she said, still breathless from her orgasm. She didn't understand why he was asking. Of course he could keep going. "I mean you're stuck anyway, right? Might as well keep going," she said.

Lily laughed. She was a little nervous he would stay like that, but mostly she was blissful. She held his hands in hers as he began to thrust inside her again the best he could with the swelling that existed just under the base of his cock head. The pleasure of him bumping her g-spot had almost been too much for her the first time during her orgasm, but she wanted him to finish too, and though it had been too much it had been welcome. Lily was willing to brave the overwhelming, powerful, out of control sensations again. She wanted Fen to reach those heights too.

"Please keep going," she breathed. Her fingers dug into Fen's treasure hoard, bracing herself for all her dragon had to give.
 
Fen breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he wasn’t scaring Lily by being stuck inside her. Once he let go of that concern, he could really enjoy the knew sensations he was feeling. The bulge in his shaft, almost like a knot, made the already perfect Lily feel even tighter. Even that resistance at her opening that had caused him so much concern felt amazing once he let himself notice it. She was squeezing him tighter than anything he’d ever felt now, and every long, deep, powerful stroke inside her made his toe-claws curl into the coins at his feet.

“Oh, Lily, oh! I’m sorry I stopped. This feels so wonderful!”

He picked up speed, thrusting deeply with the triangular head of his cock, and giving her a gentle impact at the edge of her depths with his knot at the outstroke. He pounded into her, still gentle with his weight and careful with his claws, but faster, beginning to lose himself in how wonderful the love of his life felt around him. He was in bliss, pleasure coursing through his strong, magical body. He knew he wouldn’t last long anymore, but he was able to make Lily cry out twice more before he finally erupted, sending hot, draconic seed deep inside her body. He panted over her, feeling himself begin to soften. He tried, half-heartedly, to pull out. It didn’t work, but the knot felt smaller already. Surely he would be able to slide out once he was fully soft. For now, he turned his body to kiss Lily on the neck, nuzzling her just above her collarbone, enjoying being trapped inside his love.
 
Fen was moving his hips faster than ever before, pounding his huge, throbbing, dragon dick into her pussy again and again. The knot inside him was so thick, it kept bumping against her g-spot and Lily just kept coming over and over, riding one blissful wave after another. It was an unnatural coupling for the ages, but Lily didn't care as she found the ultimate pleasure with her dragon lover.

"Oh Fen... you feel so amazing," she cried. Lily moaned and panted and clawed her hands on his abdomen and thighs, any part of him she could reach as he made love to her with the ferocious love only a dragon could.

She felt the knot swell briefly, saw her love's expression contort in the ultimate bliss, then felt him shoot off jets of warm, gooey draconic cum inside her. Lily gasped at how much there was. She felt so sticky and warm, so full. Fen immediately started to slowly shrink after he came, but when he halfheartedly tried to pull out he found he was still stuck, so he kissed her neck and nuzzled against her.

Lily grasped his shoulder blades, careful to avoid his horns. She smiled from his kisses and pulled him down on top of her body. "You're not going anywhere," she teased. She kissed the side of his scaly cheek and wrapped her legs around his waist, crossing them so she held him tightly in her embrace.
 
The fire was warm, his hoard was magically self-cleaning, and his cock was softening inside the love of his life. Fen was happy to just lay there with Lily forever. “I’m not going anywhere.” He kissed her cheek with his scaly lips, looking into her hazel eyes with a toothy smile. He covered her with his wings, to avoid the chill, and he let them sink just a bit deeper into the coins for the night.

In the morning, Lily dressed, much to Fen’s displeasure, and he rummaged in one of his chests.

“Ah-ha!”

Fen turned to her, holding a necklace with a blue gem hanging from a gold housing.

“I found this in the hoard after my parents passed. It makes me feel strange, so I think it might have some kind of anti-magic properties? I’m not sure, but I think you should wear it just in case it helps.”
 
"I'm not going anywhere," Fen said. He kissed her cheek then smiled at her. Lily beamed at him in return - his toothy smile was too endearing. She gasped lightly when he spread out his wings, their range, even in his smaller dragon form, still surprised her. He shielded her from the cold with them. Lily caressed his wings gently then kissed him deeply. She swirled her flatter, rounder tongue around his pointed, slender tongue. Even though he was already deep inside her, kissing him brought another wonderful feeling of closeness as well.

"Mmm," Lily moaned happily then broke their kiss, closed her eyes, and settled into the coins. She wasn't sure when Fen softened enough to pull out of her, because she'd fall asleep long before that.

***

The next morning, Lily changed into a new dress from one of Fen's clothing chests. Fen presented a necklace to her once she was dressed. It didn't match with the dress she'd selected, but it was beautiful all on its own and he said it had anti-magic properties. Lily nodded in understanding.

"Good idea. Thank you so much! Any other magical artifacts I should know about that could help us?" Lily asked.

Lily took the necklace offered from Fen, pushed her hair to the side, and worked to clasp the necklace around the back of her neck. It was difficult, but she didn't ask Fen for help as she knew that would take even longer, especially with his claws.
 
Fen’s eyes closed in thought for only a few seconds before widening. “Ooh! Lily, I have an idea!” He turned around to see what she was doing, and started walking toward her. “Let me help with that.” First, he bent down to grab a length of gold-threaded twine, snipping off a small length with one of his claws. Next, he shifted to his human form. He would need smaller fingers for this. He took the twine, and unravelled it until he was left with a single thread. Fen stepped behind Lily, inhaling her sweet scent, and lifted her hair with his fingers. It was soft and lustrous, as beautiful as she was. Fen tied the string to both ends of the necklace’s chain, securing the gem around Lily’s neck.

“This was one I got from a mage that the king sent with the first group of knights. I was lucky that he wasn’t nearly as powerful as the sorceress, and I caught him from behind with my claws. I didn’t know what he had until I tried to burn his body. I had to take these off before he could be burned. A-ha! Here they are!” He held up two earrings with red gemstones. “Put these on, too. So, here’s what I’m thinking.”

As he explained the plan, Fen started to think it might actually work. Hope was a dangerous thing, but Fen let himself feel it.
 
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A couple of hours later and Lily soared through the skies on Fen. The beautiful, magical gemstones hung from her ears and neck. She could practically feel their power vibrating against her skin, or maybe that was just in her mind. Either way, she felt powerful as she rode her dragon towards the castle. Hopefully these magical artifacts would hold up and their plan would work. She also had a crossbow, but she still wasn't confident using it. What she was confident in was Fen's plan. Mostly. It would work. Hopefully.

When Fen had transformed back into his human form, Lily handed him his clothes and starting worrying aloud.

"Okay, so we're just going to go for it right? I'm ready! I think..."
 
Fen put Lily’s crossbow in the bag they’d used for his clothes and handed it back to her.

“I think so.” He wished he felt more confident, but he couldn’t think of any reason to delay.

“I’m pretty sure I remember how to get to her chambers. So, we just walk in and hope no one stops us?”

He paused, and reached out for Lily’s hands. “If we get stopped by any one other than the sorceress, just find a way into my arms. I’ll get us out of there.”

With a gulp, he started walking toward the castle.
 
Lily smiled at Fen's backup plan - to fall into his arms if anything went wrong. Even though they were about to face a dangerous threat, and she could feel Fen's nerves, she couldn't help but feel a little confident because she was with her love. She felt like together they were able of anything. He was a dragon after all.

Lily followed him towards the castle. She pulled her cloak over her head. No one would probably recognize her anyway. Lily thought she was pretty plain in anyone's eyes other than Fen.

They walked through the city silently, though Lily could hear her heartbeat pounding in her ear. She followed Fen to the castle.

They entered the courtyard where the barracks were. There was a section that was still being repaired from Fen's inferno from last time. Lily looked to Fen to follow where to go.
 
The castle was bustling, especially with the repair work going on. Fen hoped that made it easier to blend in. No one approached them in the courtyard, or when he pulled Lily into the stairwell that went down to the catacombs. The air was different here, mustier, and it gave Fen flashbacks to being bound in the sorceress’s chambers. Were they crazy to be going back there?

Fen hoped not. Besides, he didn’t want to keep worrying about what she would do. They had to stop her.

They rounded a corner past the staff’s living quarters. There was another wide, circular stairwell going further down into the castle’s underground. Before they could disappear down to the next level, they were stopped by a young woman about Lily’s age in servant’s clothes. She was just a little bit chubby, with straight, jet black hair, and bright brown eyes.

“Are you two new? I don’t think I’ve seen you around…”

Fen’s mind scrambled. When he’d thought through scenarios like this, it had always been a knight, who had basically attacked immediately. Fen didn’t feel good about clawing this girl without at least trying to come up with an excuse for why they were there.

“Um, we were just hired to replace…” He looked at Lily like he was searching for the name. “Elizabeth, right? Working for the sorceress?”

He grabbed Lily’s hand to hold up the bag. “She sent us to get her some…” Now he was really trying to come up with what she might have wanted. Oh, well, best to keep it simple. “Supplies.”

The girl’s eyebrows raised. “And she sent two of you? Two new hires?”
 
Lily's heart was pounding when they walked through the city and the castle courtyard. It had only just started to slow when they were stopped by a servant girl deep in the catacombs. Her heartbeat ramped right up again immediately.

Fen was surprisingly good at bluffing for a dragon who hadn't had any human interaction before last week. He told them they were sent to replace Elizabeth. His attempts were admirable, but the servant girl looked doubtful.

"That's interestin', specially considering I'm her new hire and I haven't heard a thing about this." The pretty plump young woman crossed her arms and stared up at them accusatorily.

Lily felt nervous and frozen trying to come up with something to say, some story the girl would believe. Lily was not used to lying. Finally, she decided that if the woman worked for the sorceress, even if only for a week, surely she'd been exposed to her wicked ways? Maybe the truth would work...

"Tell me who you are and why you're really here, and maybe I won't shove my broom up your arses."

She was a spunky petite thing!

"Listen," Lily said, trying to calm her down. "If you work for the sorceress you know how she is..."

"What do you mean?" the servant girl asked, but Lily saw the flash of fear in her eyes and heard the waiver in her voice.

"You know that she's cruel," Lily said simply. She looked at the girl pleadingly. "Please, she really hurt my friend, and we need to speak with her about it. Just let us pass. We didn't see each other, okay?"
 
“No,” the girl said, a hint of resolve creeping into her voice.

Fen was disappointed that his bluff hadn’t worked. It was really similar to something the main character had done in one of his stories. He’d thought it might work. Now that it hadn’t, and Lily’s honest plea didn’t seem to be working, Fen was starting to get scared.

“There’s no way you’re just going to talk to her. Not if she hurt one of you. It’s not like she’s going to apologize.”

The girl stood up straighter, eyes narrowed. “You need my help.”
 
Lily's heart fell when the girl said no. What were they to do? She definitely didn't want to harm an innocent. Her hand flexed as if searching for something to hold. She wanted to squeeze Fen's hand because she just felt better being in contact with him, but knew she shouldn't make the situation more complicated.

"Ple-" she started, but the girl shook her head then shushed her, declaring they needed her help.

Lily was shocked but extremely grateful at the turn of events. Luckily this witch seemed to have a habit of pissing off her employees.

"Yes, we need your help. Thank you so much!" Lily exclaimed. "I'm Lily, and this is Fen. If we don't stop her, she may try and kill us. Will you please lead us to her?"

The girl looked Lily and Fen over carefully. She still didn't introduce herself. "Maybe. But you have to promise to get me out of here, once all's said and done." She spoke like she knew the fate they planned for the witch and didn't care in the slightest.
 
“Of course we will.”

With the servant girl on their side, Fen and Lily made it through the prison cells and to the witch’s chambers in minutes. It made Fen happy to see the cells empty. Those people had looked like they were on death’s doorstep, and now they were free. It made Fen feel good about what they were doing.

Once they reached the door, the servant girl went in, leaving the door barely ajar while Lily pulled her crossbow out of the bag and Fen took off his shirt to transform. The fifty-count that the girl had suggested they wait felt interminable, adrenaline coursing through Fen’s body. He let some of his primal, predatory rage float to the surface. He was going to kill this woman or die trying.

Fifty.

Fen slowly pushed the door open, thankful for well-oiled hinges. The witch was across the room, back turned, as planned. The servant girl stood next to her, pointing at the table in front of them. Fen jumped and glided through the air, avoiding the clack of claws on the stone and the heavy beat of flapping wings. Everything was silent for several seconds until he reached her.

The dragon landed claws first, the long, sharp bone cutting deeply into the witch’s back, even cutting into her spine. The scent of blood and flesh and fear called out to him, energizing him. She cried out, and Fen’s jaw went to her neck.

He never made it. The witch spun, inhuman strength pushing Fen back and sending the servant girl flying into the air to slide across the rough stone floor.

“You!”

There was the black handle of a dagger sticking out of her belly, the work of the servant girl, but neither that nor her severed spine seemed to be stopping her. Motes of pale light swirled around her body, wrapping her in a dim glow. She raised one hand into the air, fingers splayed, and Fen felt himself lift into the air, arms, legs, and wings forced to stretch out.

“You came back? Wonderful. I was worried I wouldn’t be able to get my dragon heart.” She craned her neck to look past Fen. “And who are you, my dear?” Another hand shot out, this one clenched into a loose fist. “Hm.” She pulled back, and her hand flew out again, casting another spell. “You have something on you, don’t you?” Fen could hear the pain in her sickly-sweet voice, but it wasn’t enough. “Something...interesting. Let me see it.” The witch started walking toward Lily, slow, dragging steps quickly strengthening as the magic swirled about her.
 
The prison cells in the bellows of the castle were not a pretty sight. It was damp and cold, quite miserable really. Lily was glad to see all the cells were unoccupied. She knew that was Fen's doing. She was so happy to be partners with someone so kind-hearted and selfless.

They only encountered a few other souls on their way to the deepest catacomb, but no one paid them a second glance now they were with the servant girl. Lily knew when they'd reached the door to the witch's quarters when the servant girl motioned to them to stay put and then went inside. Lily pulled the crossbow from her bag. It's not like she knew very well how to use it, but she'd practiced some before they'd left. How hard was it to point and shoot?

Waiting to enter was nerve-wracking. Lily took Fen's hand briefly and squeezed, drawing bravery from him. Then her dragon love led her into the witch's chambers. Lily barely moved from the doorway as she watched Fen flap his wings and fly silently over to the witch. She held her breath and then it all came out in a small shriek when Fen attacked the witch.

Fen was truly a predator then. His deadly claws cut into the witch's spine, tearing into her flesh, muscle, even bone. Crimson blood spurted from her back, spilling onto the floor. At the same time, blood ran down the witch's chest in rivulets, courtesy of the feisty serving girl.

It happened too fast for Lily to recoil in terror or rejoice, and the next thing she knew Fen was up in the air with his limbs and wings spread! The witch had somehow taken control of his body.

She wanted to run to him but she had to remember their plan. She couldn't let her emotions get the better of her. The evil witch turned to Lily then. She didn’t seem to remember her from their brief encounter in the castle courtyard. Lily clutched her necklace tightly. She knew it possessed anti-magic properties, but if Fen was in the witch’s clutches despite that, that meant she was incredibly strong. Lily felt paralyzed for a moment as the witch approached. She let go of her necklace just as the witch reached her. The witch yanked the necklace from her. Lily didn’t put up a fight as the witch’s long, blood red nails scraped against her neck.

"Take it if you want, but let the serving girl go!"

The witch cackled, coughed up blood as a result. She yanked off the necklace Fen had given her off and set it on fire in her palm, cackling. “Good thought, but even this anti-magic necklace is not strong enough to stop my magic.” As if to accentuate her point, fire crackled from her fingertips. Deeming Lily no longer a threat, she turned back to Fen. “Your dragon heart is mine.”

While the witch was distracted, Lily rushed to the collasped serving girl and pulled her to her feet. “Wait outside for us. Trust me.” Lily pleaded desperately. The pained expression on her face changed into one of confusion, then acceptance. She gave Lily a curt nod then ran out of the witch’s chambers.

The witch was approaching Fen. Magical energy was swirling in the air around her. She outstretched her hand, ready to strike. Lily fired off her crossbow. It missed by a mile, but it was enough to distract the witch. She started making her way towards Lily then. “You want to be a hero little girl? Let me show you what happens to wannabe heroes…”

Lily panicked, desperately tried to reload the crossbow. As the witch ran towards her, Lily fired off another round. This time, it struck, barely, but it was something. The bolt pierced her shoulder and the witch stalled, grabbing her shoulder in pain. The look on her face was terrifying, pure malice, pure hatred, as she rushed at Lily.
 
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When Fen saw the anti-magic amulet burn up in the witch’s hand, his heart sank. He was still trapped, suspended and immobilized, and now there was no way to free him from the witch’s immobilizing spell. His plan had been for the anti-magic amulet to disable her spell, freeing him to finish her off. Now, all he could do was watch as the witch stalked toward him, preparing to rip out his heart.

Arcane energies swirled around her hand. Fen didn’t know exactly what they would do, but he knew it wouldn’t be good.

“Lily, run! I’m the one she wants!”

Lily didn’t listen, though, firing her crossbow at the witch’s back. “No!”

His worst fears were realized as the sorceress turned, threatening Lily and running toward her.

Fen tensed, every muscle in his body anticipating that tearing feeling once again. He would lose his love, just like he’d lost his mother and father. His life had gained its greatest treasure only to lose it all within days. His only consolation was that he would only be alone for a few minutes. Hopefully the witch would make his death quick, although he didn’t dare to hope that it would be painless. A single, crystalline tear fell from his frozen face.

Lily fired again, landing a bolt in the woman’s shoulder. All it seemed to do to the witch was enrage her. She recovered from the impact quickly, slavering in rage at the frail human who dared to draw her blood. It did something else, though. It freed Fen.

He felt most of his body go slack, and it took him only a moment to wiggle his arms free to fall to the floor. Hope restored, he quickly pulled himself to his feet, turning toward the action. He had to trust in the enchantment on Lily’s earrings. There was no time for anything else. Fen opened his mouth.

Lily’s abduction and sacrifice, the knights’ attacks on his cave, the deaths of his parents, his capture and imprisonment at the hands of the witch, and the fear he’d felt when they were on the run: all the rage and injustice that he’d felt from everything that had happened to them was the spark that lit inside his throat. Once the flames left his lips, he realized the fuel for the fire wasn’t anger and rage. He didn’t hate the sorceress. She was evil, and she needed to die, but that’s all Fen wanted. He just wanted her stopped. What kept the flames going was his love and hope for Lily and their life together. This fire was what was going to give them a future. With that in mind, the inferno that roared from his toothy jaw engulfed the two women standing near each other.

Fen thought he could see the flames swirling away from Lily’s body, but it was so hot and bright that it was hard to be sure. He had to trust. If he didn’t make sure there was nothing left of the witch, they were both doomed no matter what. Half the room was awash in billowing flames. Fen kept pouring it on, but then he saw a figure walking toward him from the fire.

It was the witch, and she was slowly stepping toward him, flames dancing around her unburned body. Her dress was gone, her skin red and covered in soot, pieces of her starting to char. She started to raise one finger, her expression ice covering a river of flames.

Fen felt another reserve of will, another level of determination and fire within him. He let that extra wildness loose, the jet of fire pulsing with new intensity.

The witch buckled, her step faltering and her expression burning away in a scream of rage. She disappeared into the conflagration before him. Fen kept up the fire for several seconds, until he noticed the wall melting. He doused his fire, hoping with everything he had that Lily would be alright and the witch would be dead.
 
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