Bonus Story - Dragon Mount (Patreon)

As a blessed warrior of the light Nallis was often tasked with requests that held little to no reward. Acting as the defender escort to caravans that waded through the hordes of undead, fetching reagents for mystical potions, acting as the offense to enemy barricaded outposts. These were all jobs that had asked of him heart, soul, and muscle to which he never balked. This day held one task that he felt particularly conflicted with, the time streams had gone awry and one of the Bronze Dragonflight that had been set to right the attempts to derail the timeline had been captured. Normally Nallis wouldn’t have had a second thought, but this assignment hit home harder than expected.

His task was to not impede the horrific day that Stratholme was ‘cleansed’ by the soon to be mad king Arthas. All sorts of rationalizations were hollow to his ears and the Paladin resolved to follow the Light as his guide no matter what it decreed. Luckily for Chromie, the Light had him tread a path that aligned with her goals, his blade struck down only the foul scourge and festered draconic entities that day. The kidnapped dragoness had been released from the corrupting agonies of their mortal enemy, and for all the good Nallis had done all he could truly think about was that he had let Arthas escape. 

It must have been obvious he was addled by the way he had been ignoring his companions, lost in thought he was only brought back by a hand touching to his shoulder. “Nallis, come on. The portal back home is going to close soon.” He turned to see Sherri, the last one beside him with her hand outstretched in the opposite direction, her fingers splayed with a portal in front of her. “Let’s go home.”

She was sweet, even if she was a chaotic ball of fluff when it came to channeling her fire magic. “Nah, I’ll head home in a little bit.” He offered a smile, wearing a confident grin that eased her concern. “Don’t worry I just want to explore. You want to come with?” 

“Oh, uh, I mean,” She offered a smile in return one that said how uninterested she was in sticking around this death succumbed temporal isolation. “I got a lot of, guild business I need to tend to.” 

“Uh huh..” Nallis smirked and turned to look at the burning crumbling architecture that had been emblazoned with infernal magics keeping it alight for years to come. “Alright you go take care of business. I’m gonna look around.” He glanced back.. but the portal had closed. He was alone. “Heh, didn’t have to tell her twice.”

His hand touched upon the stone that had made the buildings of the old city, it was a capsule in time that didn’t move forward, everything had taken pause the moment Arthas stormed off from the conflict with Varimathras. He pondered the world and his role in it, the Light obviously wanted this outcome otherwise he wouldn’t have assisted Arthas in his fight. In the crevice of his mind he thought of what the world would have been like if he had defeated Arthas then and there, before he had obtained the powers of the Lich King and become the scourge of Azeroth.

“Hello stranger.” A soft voice startled Nallis, his eyes darting as he reflexively gripped at his arms, shield and blade at the ready as he turned toward the source. “Oh? Feisty are we?” It was a dragoness, her massive body standing tall with a single hand on her hip as she gazed down at him. Nallis instantly relaxed his muscles and heaved an exasperated sigh. 

“Sorry, wasn’t expecting anyone else here.” He sheathed his blade and shield, “You’re the bronze dragon we rescued, right?” 

“Mhm, I have a name too, Heryva.” Her voice was silken, almost condescending even. “I didn’t get a chance to thank you earlier. You all ran off before I could recover.” 

He was taken aback, he hadn’t even considered that their rescued ally might have been injured. All he could think about was rushing towards Varimathras with Arthas bellowing his taunts and cries for vengeance, “Oh, eh. Yeah, I guess we were a little preoccupied.” He turned his head to the side shamefully, “You’re okay though right?”

He felt the smooth touch of her scaled finger touching to his chin, with the slightest nudge his gaze followed up towards her where she wore a tender smile. “Of course I’m all right. A little bronze magic and I’m good as new, but a valiant knight shouldn’t let a lady be deprived of showing her gratitude, hm?”

“Oh, no thanks is necessary. My guild pays for my needs.” But her finger teased along his chin, gliding down his neck in a way that made his back shiver. “Uhh.. Imean..”

“We dragons can bond with certain mortals you know,” Her voice melted in his ears a shiver running along his spine as she leaned downwards eyes gazing deeply into his. 

Nallis breathed deep, he was aware of such magics, one that bound him to his loyal Paladin steed and he wasn’t about to turn away the bonds of a dragon, a Bronze dragon even. “I.. I.. what do we do?” But her hand touched upon him as if the answer had been obvious the whole time, as large as they were compared to his form her fingertips were dexterous enough that the small clasps that held his shoulder pauldrons in place. They fell to the cobblestone ground with a clang and Nallis felt their weight release with a smoldering groan escaping his pointed maw, “Nnghh.” 

“Just follow my lead,” as another aspect of his armor fell free from his body. As a man of virtue and holy desires Nallis hadn’t noticed that the dragon woman’s body in full. Her nude figure and her large breasts, her distinctly curvaceous nature that made his loins churn with arousal. “I’ll be sure to take good care of you, always.” His body felt light as a feather as she gathered him forwards, his body pressing against her and his bare chest feeling the comfort of her breasts as her fingers dragged against his smooth scaled body.  The chivalrous shark wasn’t used to being led, but he wouldn’t refuse the affections of a rescued damsel, his body stiffened with arousal as her tongue trailed along his neck. 

Her tongue was longer than his arm and she knew how to expertly make use of it, his bare chest tinged with her slickness her eyes remained upon him as she touched to his abdomen. “Hey.. be carefu- oh..” The metallic plate that covered his loins had been cast aside revealing his slowly rising cocks, plural, both of them rising by the moment much to her delighted expression.

“Two of them..? That’s interesting,” She said smoothly as her tongue traced along her lips, eyes brightening at the oddity. Nallis’ species had a natural amendment towards male anatomy, one he had never questioned before and while it had made suiting armor towards his body more tedious with conversations at the local blacksmith, he had never found it exotic, but he wasn’t about to dissuade Heryva’s opinion! Especially with her enthusiastic approach towards them, her tongue dragging along both sides of his shaft leaving it slick to the touch as he gave out an excitable groan, “Which one is more sensitive, hm?” She breathed curiously upon his dicks while her tongue wriggled between them, the top of her draconic wet muscle smoothing along the underside of one dick while the squishy wet underside of her tongue dragged upon the top of the other! 

“Ca.. Can’t say.. for sure..” Nallis groaned hotly, his eyes shutting tight as her lips leaned forth and kissed upon the head of one cock. Then the other, as much as he couldn’t discern which of his appendages were more sensitive it seemed like she couldn’t decide which one she wanted! “I.. ne.. never thought.. abouuhh.. ohhhh..” She made her decision, and it was one he had yet to live out! Both of his lengths were subjected to her oral offerings, while most females had to decide which shaft they would pleasure between their lips, Heryva had taken the choice for both! His muscles constricted as he felt the intense pressure of sucking lips dragging his cocks inside her wet drooling mouth. 

“Nnhh.. Hahhh..” He breathed out, her mouth enveloped both of his cocks and hidden inside her lips her tongue was entwining his cock stroking and dragging against his shafts. His fin stiffened, his jaw clenching, his nostrils breathing  deep and his chest swelling. Her mouth fully wrapped along his dicks but didn’t move yet it felt like she was! “Mmhghh.. You.. must allow me..” He breathed out, his hand touching atop of her head, fingers petting through her scales underneath her tresses. “To return the.. the favor..”

Her lips peeled back, an audible languid slurp making his earfins twitch at the sound, his nostrils flaring as her slit pupil green eyes gazed up at him. “Such a noble gentleman, why of course I’d love such a treat.” Without warning she hoisted his body and leaned her own back, her thick body a cushion while he rested upon her. Spreading her thighs revealing a bright pink pussy cleft to him, gripping at the base of his tail she lifted him slightly so that he was able to balance upon her chest. Her forward nature was appreciated, he had so often been used to a formal courtship that having her pussy on display so openly was a treat that invigorated his more lurid desires. 

He had enjoyed the touch of a few women in his time, yet usually he had been the larger one, often being the object for their comfort. It had never been the other way around for him and as foreign as it was he couldn’t help but adore it. He felt comforted in her grasp with the way he was rested upon her, his mouth offering what pleasures he could in return, her pussy was plump and full, his mouth drawn to her scented snatch. His lips kissed against her plump petals as he gripped his clawtips onto her thighs, squeezing at her squishy flesh as the drooling nectar of her twat was soon lapped up by his tongue. 

Her crooning moans of pleasure encouraged him as much as her oral excitements did, how she slowly wound her tongue around both of his cocks, stroking his lengths like a sort of blwohandjob. He felt his body succumbing to her expertise, all the training and discipline he had undertaken to become a Paladin, a sacred warrior wielding the Light, had not yet prepared his constitutions for such ecstasy. His eyes scrunched and his body strained, his mouth haplessly slurping against her twat and burying himself into it as he let out muffled groans of pleasure into her quim, “Nnhh.. Yess… Yess..” Heryva moaned to him as her tongue wound against his cocks, stroking up and down at alternating intervals bringing his body to pleasured bliss by the second. 

There was simply nothing he could do to hold back the explosive sensation he felt roiling in the base of his cocks, his eyes squinting closed as his collective cocks spasmed against her twin slurping tongue. The moment his cocktips began to bubble her lips wrapped around them, catching his lengths into her welcoming mouth and sucking vigorously upon his shafts as he unloaded his pent up lusts. From his shoulders to his thighs he felt the unrelenting urge to thrust his hips forwards into her mouth, the heated sticky cavern with squishy interior walls that made his instincts crave to breed. His potent load was sucked from him, gulped down her hungry throat as the spasming Paladin shark fell limp moments later. 

The world was swimming around him like he’d been bathing in the grace of the Light for hours, in truth he’d only begun to notice that he’d been gathered up into the woman’s arms and held close to her frame. He normally was the bulwark for others, the protector and caretaker, to be the shield against the world that stood before him, yet with this woman’s comforting arms holding him close he simply smiled and let himself be the one to be cared for. “Now let’s get you home.” 

…

A brand new day had begun and Nallis slowly ventured towards the launch pad on the edge of the floating city of Dalaran. The back of his hand bore the mark of his bounded dragoness and he could feel it glowing by the mere thought of riding with her. It brought a content smile to his face as he stood at the edge of the circular platform, breathing deep he felt the rush of air graze the back of his neck. The large dragoness landed with her claws planted against the magically reinforced tiles. Her body that dwarfed his own standing proud in the center of the helipad, a single hand upon her hip with her wings unfolded and splayed out. Her slit pupil eyes gazing adoringly at him, a tingle in his soul matching the glow of the back of his palm that matched her own. He approached in his full armor, a smirk on his lips at the ogling gazes around him. “Where are we headed today?” Heryva said sweetly to him.

He didn’t have an exact answer. Not yet, but what he did know was that wherever they would go, she would be with him.