Gold dragons are both lawful and moral to a fault, a gold dragon never breaks his word nor will he break the code of morals that he has chosen to follow. While this is often taken advantage of by those who care to plan how to fight a gold, the raw physical and magical might of a gold dwarfs that of even most other dragons. They are often thought of as the draconic equivalent of paladins though they do not answer to a higher power in most cases. Gold dragons are masters of the powers of fire, law and often wealth. They often feel guilty about the crimes they committed before awakening to sentience.
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Adrian
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I actually enjoy the rest of the over an hour-long ride, I didn’t get to spend much time with dad after grandpa started teaching me magic and dad started working as a truck driver. I’m pretty sure now that it was a cover for doing some other job. Our conversation did not just cover the curse plaguing the Ravnos family but also the Grey Dream.
I found it odd that he didn’t once experience it during this month? since the conjunction. Though it is a ploy, at least in part, by devils to corrupt even if the Althaen God’s are involved. Were they tricked or is it a calculated risk?
If the others thought it odd for me to have a conversation with my dad while they can’t hear they kept it to themselves. When we pull into a farmhouse off one of the country roads, I don’t know where exactly due to lost and damaged signs, the other passengers are quiet for the ride, or maybe what dad did to keep them from hearing us also kept me from hearing them.
Mom must have been waiting at the window because she is running to the truck before we even stop. Those of us in the car open our respective doors while the others just climb over the tailgate.
I find myself being hugged by my mother, much like when she woke up after I fought that demon. After a moment, she separated from me and looks around.
“Where are Anthony and Frank?” she asks.
I don’t know what to say, Frank is dead and I haven’t seen Anthony.
“They weren’t with Adrian” I hear dad say and I nod feeling guilty about lying, by omission, to my mother. I don’t want her to have to morn Frank’s death and cry over how he was trying to kill me.
“I thought they were with you” I manage to say with a straight face.
In an attempt to placate some of her worry dad says, “I’ll look for them, but they can take care of themselves.”
“Lets go inside, there is something I need to talk to you about mom” I say.
“Is it about your eyes?” she asks.
“Partly” I answer as we all begin to walk into the house. The front room seems larger than it proportionally needs to be, more chairs than the rest of the house seems to be meant to house. The previous owners must have had meetings of some sort in here.
Once inside most of my friends are inside they start to set up the building like the last two, runes being drawn by Bryan and Lysan as the others set up sleeping arrangements. My dad follows me as I pull my mother to a side room.
“What is it you wanted to talk about?” she asks not seeming to care that we are still in earshot.
“I talked with Dad and my dragon abilities are from you.”
She just looks at me for a bit before saying “don’t be silly, I would know if I had any relatives that turn into giant lizards.”
“I didn’t get them from dad and they have to some from somewhere.”
“So, I have to secretly be a giant fire breathing lizard?”
“Not like that mom, the world is dangerous and you’re not a fighter. You don’t have the ability to defend yourself, this would give you the power to.”
“So I should just change myself for power? Become something else just to survive?”
“Kathrine, that isn’t what he means and you know it. Has Adrian stop being himself?” dad interrupts while pulling some stale smelling bread from a cupboard.
“He lost himself for a while and that could happen again. Not to mention the physical changes in him.”
“The physical stuff is all beneficial, and the losing myself was from suppressing and denying a part of me. How power is used is just as important as where it comes from. Is it wrong to use what you were born with to defend the family?” I ask with a grin, this is perhaps one of the few times where I am right to go against her in an argument.
After a moment she sighs, “alright, but how did you gain access to them?”
Technically it was a mix between aid from devils and cannibalism but there is no way I’m going that far in my explanation. She would never consent to something anywhere close to that.
“Dreams and eating certain things.”
“Eating what?”
“Dragons”
I get a look of confusion from my mother. She probably doesn’t have any idea why this would be the answer, and I don’t really know either but it works as a supplement to the Grey Dream. I assume it would still work without it, I physically wanted dragon blood and felt better and stronger from drinking it before my visit to the Grey Dream.
“Do you have any on you?” my dad asks.
“No, you wouldn’t happen to know if there were any nearby, would you?” I ask and unconsciously lick my lips.
“Would there even be any left for her if I told you?”
“Of course, unless it was too small.”
“I still haven’t agreed to any of this” my mother says.
“You don’t have to, you’ll want to eat it if I give you any” I tell my mother before looking at my dad, “so, do you know where one is?”
“No, but I can find one. I’ll tell you in the morning” he answers before yawning.
I suppose he is tired, I know some of the others are as well. It is getting close to dusk anyways.
“Adrian, I didn’t have the opportunity to earlier and while I still disagree with the morality of it; you have my blessing to pursue those girls. The rule I gave you back home still holds though” I hear my mom say.
I wouldn’t have stopped being with the trio even if she still disapproved but the words relieve me of some burden that I had forgotten about. Even though I don’t seek out her or my dad’s approval, it being given does make me feel better.
“Do you own this farm?” I can’t help but ask.
My mother frowns for a moment before my father answers with a smirk, “no, but keeping it quiet would be appreciated.”
“Randy” my mother somehow both whispers and shouts at my dad.
“What? How else do you expect to get to play with some grandchildren?”
“That doesn’t mean I want to . . .”
I don’t have any desire at all to hear any more of this conversation and leave to help the others in preparing the house as a camp. Unfortunately, there are only two bedrooms. Aside from those two the only are rooms are the front room, kitchen and a bathroom. Simply not enough space for everyone to get privacy.
There is no way I’ll be kicking my parents out of one of the two bedrooms and would feel bad about doing the same to Bryan who somehow managed to occupy the other before any of the trio got there.
“Where do you want us, and where will the fox sleep?” K asks. I assume the fox is a reference to Ria.
“Ria can take the couch, we'll have to set something up for us outside” I answer.
The trio nods and smiles, the sky is clear and besides the chilly air it is a good night to sleep under the stars. A tent appears in my hand and I hold it over my shoulder as I walk towards the door. I could have just brought it out of Void Cache where we end up setting it up but this lets the others in the house see that we will be sleeping outside.
The ground while not the soft soil of a forest or garden is flat and aside from the driveway has few rocks. I would guess it’s from years of pulling them out while tilling the ground.
“We’ll take care of it” I hear Lysan say as she pulls on the tent and I let it fall into her hands behind me.
She and her sister set it up quickly, within a couple minutes. Faster than I ever managed to set it up during what little camping I managed to do before spending the summer with Grandpa. Did they practice setting it up while I wasn’t looking?
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With a mental shrug, I step into the four-man tent, it’s going to be a little crowded in here but I don’t think any of us will mind. I place some air mats on the floor of the tent rather than the mattress that would take up too much room.
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Once we are all inside, I zip up the door to close it. I can hear the trio undressing behind me.
I turn around to find the elven twins helping each other remove their bras. They like them more than the cloth strips, even if they struggle with them sometimes.
“Need any help” I ask to no one in particular with a smirk.
K turns her back to me. I lean in and kiss her just below her ear as I unhook her bra. I like the small noise she makes from enjoying my action. She leans back into me as her bra falls to the floor of the tent.
I pause for a moment after wrapping my arms around K, one across her belly to hold her while the other feels the curves of her breasts. They are all so nice to me, always there for me.
I separate my mouth from K's neck, turning to Talia and Lysan. “I’ll take care of everything tonight. Just lay back and enjoy yourselves” I tell them with a smile.
I go back to kissing K's neck for a moment before I move to nibble on K's ear as I unbuckle her pants. I want to show them as much affection as I can tonight instead of just getting off inside them.
I begin to play with and squeeze K's breasts all while slowly pulling her into my lap as my other hand strips her of her jeans. I can smell her growing arousal and see the slow rise of her body temperature. Her nipples get hard under my right hand as she starts to fidget in my lap.
“Please try not to make too much noise. I'd rather not have to deal with my parents embarrassing us” I whisper in her ear only now letting it out of my mouth.
She nods submissively and I lie her down on the floor of the tent. For once she doesn’t make a play at making me force her to be on the bottom.
I turn so both the elves and K are in front of me as I pull off my shirt, I smile at them all. I get smiles back from each one even if K's seemed to be tinted with impatience to get back to caressing her.
The tent was never designed for a couple to fool around in but I manage to fit us both with just enough overlap for me to be able to molest her without hitting the tent walls by making us a diagonal line across the middle of our small tent. I should find a larger one. . .
I whisper in her ear, “I love you.” I don’t think I ever told any of them that yet but I’m going to each one individually tonight. K doesn’t react but I think she already knew it. I trail my kisses from the base of her ear down to her breasts slowly before I begin to suck on one while my hand wanders over the other.
She moans enjoying my attention to her bosom even if she would rather I kept up the ear biting instead. Why does she even like that?
The hand not caressing her bosom slips into her panties to find them already damp. I begin to play with her entrance for a moment before pulling them down while continuing my trail of kisses towards it.
I sniff her sex and receive a twitch from my confined manhood. I want to just stuff myself into her but I don’t. I finish my trail of kisses on a nub in the same spot I found one on Lysan. K immediately reacts, spreading her legs further as I begin to lick it and the inner part of her lower lips.
Something in me likes the taste of her fluids. My nose rubs against the nub as I let my tongue explore the shape and taste of her insides. I feel her hands around my head as she pulls me closer, trying to get my tongue deeper. She may not like this as much as last night but she does enjoy it.
A rush of fluid hits my taste buds as she let’s out a small cry as I manage to bring her to orgasm. She relaxes for a moment but I know K wouldn’t be satisfied with just this. I get up from her and drop my pants.
I could have just put them in Void Cache but if the looks Talia is giving me are anything to go by they would rather watch me undress then not. K spreads her legs, an invitation I take gladly, slowly entering her; enjoying the feel of her wrapping flesh pulling me in.
I give her a kiss as the last of me enters before thrusting gently and slowly as I lick her ear to satisfy her weird desires. I feel her tighten around me as she starts her usual token resistance.
I start thrusting harder into her as I hold her pinned. Every tiny bit of dominance I assert bring her to a faster and harder release whose sounds I muffle with a kiss. I make a few more thrusts before finding my own release.
I know K wants more but I don’t want to make the others wait too long. I probably should have started with them but K was closer. I pull out and give Lysan a kiss.
My hands begin to caress the elf, she is already naked and wet enough for me to just start plowing. I don’t though, I whisper “I love you” in her ear while teasing her breasts and slit.
I get the happiest smile from Lysan that I’ve ever seen on her face before moving to taste her fluids. They are different from K's, a milder slightly sweet taste. Not a flavor I would want in any circumstance but with the accompanying moans from the girl I’m causing to produce it.
I don’t know if I am getting better at this or not but Lysan responds much faster than K. Within a few moments of teasing she cries out my name as my face gets a splash. I slide up and give her a kiss not caring about how her fluids are dripping off my face or the embarrassment Lysan shows once she recognizes what she did.
I end my kiss and slide up, my entrance into her body easier than usual. Instead of the resistance from how tight she is, she is pulling me into her slowly. I follow the pace her body sets as I enjoy the feeling of her flesh wrapping around me.
Once fully inside, Lysan runs her hands down my sides and gives me a tug. She wants me to start and I don’t need to be asked twice. It only takes a few deep thrusts for Lysan to get completely into our act, more so than the other times I've had her.
I continue slow deep thrusts as the resistance Lysan's body gives increases as she tightens around me approaching her climax. When she does I hear another profession of love from Lysan as I continue to enjoy pleasuring her.
I pick up a bit of speed, even if I am not feeling as much lust as last night I still want to fill each of my girls. By the time Lysan recovers and approaches her next orgasm I am clenching my teeth trying to hold back. As soon as she flutters around me I can’t hold back anymore, my vision dims as I grunt. When the pulsing flow of my seed ends I hear Lysan muttering something including the words 'full' and 'love', but it wasn’t coherent.
I catch my breath in a few seconds, then I give Lysan another kiss and whisper a sweet nothing into her ear before turning to Talia. She has on hand rubbing against her slit, I doubt she would appreciate anything short of being immediately skewered.
I crawling slightly towards her and give her a kiss to feel her lining herself up to impale herself. Maybe I should give them alone me with just me sometimes instead of only getting orgies. . .
My thoughts in that direction end as I find myself balls deep in Talia, my little head rubbing against the entrance to her womb. I start thrusting into her more forcefully than I did with Lysan. I tune out Talia praising the feeling of me ‘stretching her wide open', and focus on making her enjoy this as much as I can.
I try shaking my hips as she did last night but her reaction is not as strong as it was then. My hands play with her breasts, her vaginal walls twitch in union with my actions. Talia's moans and words get disrupted as they raise in volume and I forget that we were trying to keep at least somewhat quiet as I learn more about the body of one of my lovers.
Soon enough she cries out pushing fluid past me, this on top of the reactions she makes from being caressed pull me over the edge and I spend a few seconds raising the fluid pressure inside of her. I hold her close and whisper the same words I have to the other two girls. I may not love her as much as I do her sister or K but I’m not going to play favorites with them.
I feel a tug on my shoulder and know that K wants me again. I get off Talia as she cuddles up to her now sleeping sister.
I slide back into K as I give her a kiss. She tries to flip us over and I give her a growl and a rougher thrust. I feel a shudder under me and I wonder just how far does she wants me to dominate her? Should I just keep going until the resistance is real? Would I even be able to tell the difference?
I silence her outcry and stop holding back when her orgasm hits. I hold my self as deep into her as I can until I feel sated.
I feel K begin to fall asleep as my libido declines. My desire to mate was less than it was yesterday. The feeling of emptiness in my balls arriving earlier. Maybe I should spread out our debauchery more so I can have greater busts. . .
Thoughts such as these circle my mind as I fall asleep among my lovers.
The trio and me wake up before everyone in the house, no doubt due to the morning sun shining on us before the light could get into the bedroom windows that are all on the west side of the building. I give the trio each a kiss as they exit the tent before sending the contents into Void Cache, wondering why the mess we made and I left in the tent is now gone. Probably magic, this isn’t the first time messes have disappeared while I wasn’t looking.
K gently nudges me out of the way when Talia and Lysan begin to pack up the tent itself. Was I getting in the way? I don’t think so but once more the twins surprise me in how quickly they have the tent back in it’s bag.
I send it to Void Cache as they all follow me to the kitchen of the farm house. Ria bolts upright and falls off the couch when I close the door after letting the girls enter first, I had to use a bit of force as the old door doesn’t quite fit the frame correctly.
K doesn’t care about it but Talia and Lysan give me a smile in appreciation.
“We’re going to start cooking breakfast, you can sleep some more or help if you want to” I say to Ria. She apparently is not a morning person aside from when she wakes up from nightmares as she does not respond for several seconds.
I give up waiting and enter the kitchen to help with cooking. “What should we cook?” I ask the girls.
“Bubbly sweet water” Lysan says, getting a nod off agreement out of Talia.
“That can’t be made in a kitchen. What do you want that isn’t a drink?” I say, stopping myself from shaking my head.
“Meat, bacon, eggs and almost burnt bread slices” K answers while Talia also makes her following request.
“Could you make more with magic then while we cook?” Talia asks.
I find myself nodding at K's idea for breakfast even if I personally do miss the simple cold cereal and milk. Then I notice something sitting on the counter, gravy mix.
Lysan picks up the package and starts reading it before passing it to K. She smiles at the idea as I process Talia's question.
Make soda with magic, I’m not entirely sure how it’s made other than it’s a mix of sugars and flavors stirred in water and then injected with CO2, at least if it’s the same as the make your own sparkling water machines or a soda fountain, syrup with carbonated water mixed together. Could I manipulate molecules to make the compounds? Or would a more mystical approach like Alchemy be easier?
Probably warped chemistry since it already is something possible without any magic. In the short lapse of my attention the girls must have decided on trying to make a mix between gravy and K's idea as Lysan is heating up a smallish pot of water on the stove while K started cooking every egg she found in the kitchen.
“I’m not sure exactly how to but maybe” I say answering Talia’s question.
I think she moved onto cooking as I get no response back as she passes eggs from the fridge to K. Gravy and eggs are all they are making right now and they don’t go together. My thoughts on how to produce soda will have to wait, I need to find biscuits or at least something close.
What I find are stale but the gravy will fix the texture problem and probably the taste too. I set them on the table before I notice that Ria has decided to come help cook. Took her a while to wake up though, kind of surprising compared to the first time I saw her wake up. Is it because she is feeling safer with us?
“Adrian, we can handle the food. We’ll bring it to you when it’s ready” K says before giving me a kiss on the cheek.
I glance around, most of the space to cook in is already occupied. The kitchen just wasn’t made to have more than one or two people working at once. I give her a kiss before walking to the couch and pulling out the journal I’m in the middle of reading. They're not very good cooks but it'll be edible