[center]Weight Off Azi’s Mind[/center] Precepts on arcane fundamentals. Absorbing formulae answering foundational accessories for accelerating magic. Page upon page outlining records, practiced motions, components, and any stipulations all in a step-by-step procedure. Difficult doesn’t begin to describe the information presented. Not enough. Quill meets parchment. [b]Skrrr... Skrrrrr...[/b] Patterns can be solved. Progress comes from learning from past mistakes. “Hey, Forneus!” “Forneus?” [b]Schwip... Schwip...[/b] Claws and green, scaly paws, gold crown with two behind the frown, rushing to confiscate their Magus’ magical manuscripts. Blinking, a slight scraping sound of claws slicing the covers of his tome tear through the air. Paws facing upward, palms toward his muzzle, “Pah!? Oh... Yes? Sorry about that” and planting his paws on the table with a smile on his face. Returning his mind to the world around him, the reptilian humanoid’s pale cyan scales shine in the candlelight. [i]“Absorbed in your studies, I see.”[/i] Echoing in his head more than the room, the telepathic voice bears pleasing tones. From the corner of Forneus’ eyes, violet spirals and helixes emanate outward of the large, wrinkled mass hovering nearby. [i]“I’m rather pleased to see you’re taking my advice to heart.”[/i] Color, sound, and shadow return to Forneus’ world. Beyond the flickering flame of the candle, the patchwork, sandblasted wood and stone walls coated with a pale-yellow tinge of sandstone. Dark corridors beyond with the low, rumbling voices of patrons to the building’s alehouse faintly hit his ears. Torchlight outside joins the late sunset in creating a sea of souls, eager to peddle one last wear on the street before calling it a night. Rubbing his weary eyes, Forneus blinks twice. “Oh... It does seem rather late, actually.” Patting his loose, black robe down he steps back. Around the small, rickety worktable, the old, chipped, wooden beds supporting wool mattresses, and a small bucket of water covered in dust. “Apologies, Khalu, Derax, and Azi. Do any of you need my assistance?” Short, snappy, and stoic green scales lush as the forest they came from wrapped in leaves from the same. Jade-tinged leaves growing from ancient magic wrapped up in the vines protecting the kobold’s torso. Amber eyes stare up with an inscrutable look. Breaking his poker face for a moment, he chuckles. “Derax and Ophi...”, nodding to the kitsune the kobold adds in his softspoken voice, “wanted to head down for a drink. Did you care to join us?” Friendlier by a long shot, sharp canine teeth glint in the meager light of the room as the kitsune puts on his most amicable expression. Waving one paw, the gray fur and big, blue eyes shine. Fine, lavender-colored silk drapes over his shoulders with a simple, white cotton robe covering both the undershirt and him up, and an unadorned, red, hempen sash to hold it all together. “Yeah! We’re heading out tomorrow, right? Thought it’d be good to treat us to something before we left.” With the same paw he raises up to flick the crown affixed to his head. “Ophi wanted to taste alcohol again too after three centuries in his tomb.” [i]“Once I convinced Brother dearest to loosen up and enjoy living pleasures once again!”[/i] Mental laughter vibrates Forneus’ head. Hovering over the table, a brain. Psychic energy spins around it in a column, numbers occasionally appearing from thought alone in the air. Structurally, the being resembles a reptile’s brain. Long horizontally and slightly arched front half but wrinkled enough to make a mammal’s look smooth. Purple, pink, powerful, and playful. Putting himself between Forneus and the other three, a slight echo bounces around the three heads in the room. [i]“If you three would care to head down first, there’s something I’d like to discuss with Forneus. Shouldn’t take more than a minute or two.”[/i] Pivoting midair, the brain turns itself to face its frontal cortex toward the lizardman. [i]“Do you mind waiting a bit before partaking?”[/i] Clearing of the throat can be heard. Cyan eyes scan over the room, scan over his friends. Lips twitching into a subtle smile, Forneus nods. “Not a problem! I’ll be happy to talk about whatever.” Leaning to the side, the lizardman nods to the kobold and kitsune. “Save me a seat down there!” Nodding, Khalu walks out. Claws on his feet scratching softly against the floor as he runs off. Deftly grabbing a cowl from his pack, Derax stomps off quickly after. Cubes turning themselves inside and out levitate above the brain as a conjured hand reaches out to grab the wooden door. With only a wave of his stem, it shuts silently. [i]“Now, Forneus, I’d like to ask you if you’re willing to enter the Mindscape again. Before we leap into the testing ground, I’d like to see your progress.”[/i] Without a word, Forneus leaps over to the bed. Backflipping onto the mattress, the frame groans and threatens to snap apart for a moment. Putting his paws to his chest, he taps it gently. “Come here and lay down so we can! Let’s not keep them waiting!” [i]“By all means. Relax, and open your mind.”[/i] Eagerly, the brain flies hastily toward the lizardman. Positioning himself between Forneus’ paws, the psionic energy swirling about retracts inside of him. Pulling thought into his lobes in a fraction of a second, tugging on a friendly consciousness next to him. Eyes shut, breathing slowly, and a faint tickle in the back of Forneus’ head begins as he enters a meditative state. Each second passes with the tickling spreading centimeter by centimeter over the lizardman’s brain. Creeping further over, deeper into it. Tickling, itching, and then falling. Not to wake up, but to dream. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sinking down the violet spiral, walls of the cube lock into place, and floods of thought, calculations, and memory coalesce. Number one, now a leaf. Number two, now a branch. On and on the numbers go, arithmetic layering on to calculus with various equations constructing depth, perspective, and sensation. Traces of words and thoughts poke at Forneus’ mind from the shadows. Dark whispers reaching within to tease and lure. Cloudy thoughts belonging not to the native mind swim and spin inside... before flying away. Clarity, focus, and concentration restore with imagery coming in to fill the mental wire-frame setting. Mountainside trees and shrubs growing by the cavern exit. Remembered skies seep into view like water. Clouds paint themselves in the sky, jade leaves refract calculated light simulations from the forest below, sound picks up as the stream does, water winding through the limestone and sparkling granite walls of the stony dragon’s halls. Aquamarine, magenta, and clear glass crafted by nature sparkles within. Crystal reflects soft, gentle light. Crystal reflects the visage of Forneus... and a large, golden dragon. Ruby red eyes stare, gleaming golden scales shifting with each step, ebony-black talons clicking against the ground, pale, white underbelly scales shimmering in the cavern light, and a large, black, fluffy, wild mane step slowly out of the darkness. Breathing slowly, a loving look fills his eyes as his muscular frame approaches Forneus. “Welcome back to my brain, my pupil.” Sitting himself down, the dragon’s four legs rest against the ground, stirring up a faint image of dust. Large, leathery wings extend out, twitching up and down slightly. Black fur from his mane extends down his back to the tip of his tail, ending in a large puff of fluff. Fangs poke out from the top corners of his maw to give the impression of a smile. Spinning slowly around, Forneus takes in all the scenery. “It’s great to be back... As odd it is to say that.” Clutching at the pommel of his sword, the lizardman nods sternly to the dragon. “We’re not here for a walk down memory lane, sadly. You want to see results...” [b]Shhhhing![/b] Steel sings and shines while the reptile bearing it flourishes the blade. Glyph shining in the air, Azi chuckles while it splits into three white darts that shatter some of the crystal. Forneus puts his free claws on his hips and gives a rumbling laugh. “See? I did learn a thing or two.” “I hope it’s not just two then.” Cocking a brow, the dragon’s tone presents a faux arrogance. Sarcastic wit sharp enough to make Forneus’ blade dull by comparison, he lowers his remembered head down to Forenus’ height. Shaking his head, Forneus grins. Drawing with his sword once again, a different mark shines in the air. Shimmering brightly, the light around the magic mark shines darkly. Blackness radiates outward from the spot it levitates. Darkness draws from the edges, swallowing up all nearby. “Finally bringing out this spell, are we?” Unable to see anything around himself, Forneus braces himself as he hears heavy stomping approaching him. “You know I can see in the dark, correct?” Nervous laughter echoes in the dark cave. Forneus’ voice bounces off the walls while the lizardman blindly stumbles. “I know! Just wanted the opportunity to present a more complex display of the arcane arts.” Slowly stepping forth, he lowers his sword while speaking, “Demonstrating this darkness within darkn--” [b]Thump.[/b] Scales, warm and tough. Colliding with the natural armor, Forneus releases a soft, surprised grunt. Swiftly, the flap of wings encompasses him while his snout is gently tapped by another’s. “No need to justify why. Though it is rather cute, I’ll admit.” Alone in a cold, dark cave with a golden dragon. Some would be intimidated. Some afraid. Maybe even angry or happy. All feel awe. Forenus’ heart skips a beat with the friendly gesture from the renowned beast. Lifting his free arm carefully, Forenus’ claws delicately rub across the small, fine scales of the dragon’s face. “Why thank you... This is a bit more intimate than normal though.” “Is that a problem?” An unusual wavering fills the dragon’s voice. “We’ve had some time to grow more comfortable with each other since our travels began two weeks prior. This is a prime moment for something, well, cheesy.” Chuckling, Forneus pulls Azi’s snout in for another nuzzle. “Alone in a dark cave together.” “Indeed! I’ve... grown fond of you.” Cocking his head, the lizard blindly blinks. Clearing his throat, Forneus awkwardly shifts his feet. “Not as a student, I assume?” “Uh...” Pausing, Azi’s composure breaks with his own rancorous clearing of the throat. There are the imaginings of a deep inhale while the dragon’s brain desperately tries to muster his courage. “Not as a student. You’ve... given me quite a bit to love and enjoy in life. I understand it’s only been two weeks, but... I feel love once again.” Forneus’ brain struggles to keep up. Confusion, joy, fear... and something warm. “Love, you say?” Clattering metal echoes distantly in the cave. Now with both hands free, Forneus reaches up to hold Azi’s muzzle. Leaning in, he softly breathes with his eyes shut. “I think pretty highly of you too.” “Wonderful... I’m happy to hear that.” Despite the words, Azi’s voice wavers, never leaving a low, slow drawl. Monotone, monolithic, lonely... “Can I ask a big favor of you?” Leaning in, Forneus’ voice becomes hushed and soft. Putting all his weight into a hug of Azi’s snout and the weight of his emotion into his voice, he whispers softly, “Yes.” Interrupting himself with an awkward shuffle, the lizard man tenses his body as his voice echoes in the cave, “Yes, anything for you!” “...Would you be willing to enjoy some intimacy together?” Light, faint and true, bleeds through. Magical darkness dissipates, becoming only a memory. Forneus gazes upon Azi’s face once again. Tension, apprehension, and worry written plain to see. Palpable heartbeat pounds in Forneus’ head. Stepping back, his claws dance on the chin of the dragon before him, lifting the magical beast’s head. “I’d be more than happy to bond with you further.” Putting on his best smile, the lizardman begins to disrobe. Fumbling with the clasp of his belt first, he spies a long, red, leaky rod slowly slipping free from the dragon’s groin. “Thank you, Forneus. Sincerely. It’s been so long since I found anyone whom I trusted for this. Just one more thing...” Belt off. Pants down. Onto the robe and shirt. Throwing his arms aside, Forneus slips his arms out of the sleeves before responding. “Hm? Something else I can do for you?” Slowing down, the robe falls silently to the floor. Chagrin blooms across the dragon’s muzzle as Azi tilts his head to the side. Pausing for long enough, Forneus clears his throat. “I’ll want to keep these memories to myself...” Turning back towards Forneus, the dragon’s expression grows stern. Speaking softly, Azi’s cadence slows as his rumbling voice fills the space. “Do you consent?” Reaching up to tap his head, Forneus holds himself still for a second. “Forgetting all of this after my demonstration, right?” Staring up, the lizardman catches the dragon’s nod from the corner of his vision. “...Sure thing.” “Truly?” Stunned, Azi’s jaw drops. Eyes widening, the dragon’s bewilderment and joy disappear behind a wall of stoicism. Excitable, giddy, eager mind behind the attempt at a neutral face. “You don’t wish to think on this any further? You decided quite quickly.” Rapidly nodding, Forneus hums, “Mhm, mhm!” Grasping his shirt in his claws, the reptilian humanoid pulls it over his head. “I trust you.” Standing naked, the cyan scales of the lizardman glint beautifully in the crystalline cavern. Flecks of gold and edges of violet become more pronounced. White teeth shine in his smile. Reaching down, the reptile plays with his slit. Two digits running up and down the length of the opening, a tip protruding from between the split in the skin. “Forneus... thank you. I cannot describe how much this means to me.” Walking slowly, the dragon’s snout carefully lowers down. Extending one long, rough, forked tongue out, he begins to lap at Forneus’ groin. Narrowing pupils stare up at the lizardman greedily. Circular motions with the tongue cause it to dance around the slit, sometimes darting in to poke at Forneus’ own cock. Tingling legs spread pins and needles from hips up through the spine. Forneus’ balance starts to fail as his legs waver. Clutching Azi’s muzzle, the lizardman shakily lowers himself into kneeling. Biting his lip, the lizardman’s voice becomes a whisper. “Not a problem... You’ve done so much for me.” Nudging his partner, Azi watches as Forneus falls onto his rear with a soft thump. Licking his lips, the dragon stands tall and proud. Carefully stepping over the significantly smaller partner, the dragon’s large shaft extends out fully. “Allow me to do another thing to help you. If you could spread your legs a tad.” Arching his back, Forneus pushes his hips up. Spreading his legs out, his arms lay flat on the ground to hold him steady. “Alright. I’m ready.” Gulping, Forneus’ eyes never leave the massive penis the dragon sports. “Be gentle, please.” “Certainly. Being in my mind makes this easier than it would be in reality~” Lowering his body, the dragon’s hulking figure is moved with adept dexterity. Controlled, slow humps allow Azi’s rod to roll over Forneus’ hips expertly. Touching tips results in the dragon’s chest heaving and hips shaking. Loosing a low, loud exhale Azi shakes his head. “B-Been quite a while since I’ve experienced this! Might be a tad rusty.” Utilizing his tail to prop himself up, Forneus grinds against the dragon’s dick. His own tip extends further, shaft slick and rubbing pleasingly against Azi’s. “Take it slowly.” Inching his hands closer, he starts to pull at his rear. “Whenever you’re ready, big boy!” Back and forth. Varying strength behind each hollow thrust, Azi throws his weight back and forth. Never penetrating though. Not yet. Hitting the hole now and again, Azi sleeks it with his recalled pre. Memories return with the dragon’s paws spreading apart and his torso lowering. Jaw parted slightly; his hot breath comes in waves. Each thrust of the hips is accompanied by another breath. Ones that grew more intense by the second. Halting his hips briefly, he hovers over Forneus before gently pushing forward with another heaving breath. Grunting in unison, Azi and Forneus alike handle the penetration with their own methods. Relaxing his body, Forneus eases onto the large shaft shoving into him. Flexing, the imagined dragon above him focuses inward. Neither strain themselves. Within the confines of the Mindscape, both put their lizard brains to use. Dreams, yearnings, thoughts, desires, musings, wills all coalesce. “What did I tell you? I knew I could fit in here!” Enthusiasm greater than anything Azi had previously shown, he gives a hearty bark of a laugh while keeping a slow rhythm to his pounding. “Just... tell me if it’s ever too much for your mind, alright?” Hazy spirals cross in the corners of Forneus’ vision. Dispersing them with a couple blinks, the lizardman nods. “Of course! In the meantime, don’t hold back!” Exercising the strength in his core, Forneus tenses his rear, squeezing the cock inside him. “Mmmph! Be wary now, it’s been decades since I last had a partner... Ah! You’ll make me explode!” Composure failing, Azi’s moans and crossing eyes makes Forneus giggle. “Can’t keep them waiting out there~” Snorting, the dragon’s lewd thoughts take center stage. Without worry, his hips begin to rapidly fire thrusts into his smaller mate. Claws rake and dig into the cave’s ethereal walls. Slivers of flame snake from the corners of his maw. Fuzziness warps the edges of the crystals while the clouds begin to simplify in appearance. “They... can wait long enough for this!” Distant static roils and rumbles. Warping the possessive growls of the needy dragon. Soil and rock roll and sink over the cave’s entrance. Harmonic ringing from each crystal begins and ends in an amorphous hum. Concrete, the sensations Forneus feels in his rear. Deeper penetration, going from light to heavy. Gentle touches and adjustments leading into a full rut. Differences in size mean nothing here. Never does the feeling become overwhelming or painful as the enormous dragon dick drills the diminutive Forneus. Guttural growls meet deep moans. Composure breaking, Forneus’ legs bend while his eyes roll up. Darkness clouds his mind’s eye with the Mindscape crumbling to noise. Fire burning in his chest, the hot heavy breaths wash over his chest. Rising up to meet them, the pointed cock poking out from his groin. Words eke their way free from the two. Lost words that never reach each other. Irrelevant words escaping each other as their hearts beat as one, their minds completely synchronized. Digging into the fading ground, Azi’s claws grip what floor remains with two strong thrusts. [b]Throb.[/b] Leaking. Full. Completely buried in his mate. [b]Throb.[/b] Stiff, rigid, and filling. Azi moans at last. Low, long, and happy with a dumb, happy smile on his face. Crossed eyes and tongue hanging out. [b]Throb.[/b] Shooting his own load, Forneus’ full ass barely keeping a grip on Azi. Prostate stimulated, shaft hard, and mind melting. Focusing is hard for the reptilian man. [b]Throb.[/b] One more gift for the road. Arching his long neck, the dragon stares down longingly at Forneus. Eyes a swirling mix of white and blue, the dream fades away with only those two bicolored disks. “Thank you, Forneus.” ... One weary blink. “Don’t force yourself to speak.” ... Maw hanging open... “You’re too sweet... Sorry about this. I don’t want to get too close only to lose you.” ... A slight smile. “Thank you again... I love you.” ... ... ... Darkness. Utterly consuming and deep. Falling... falling... falling... “AH!” Awake and alert in the most disturbing way, Forneus falls back to his body. Groggy eyes focus slowly. Pins and needles cover his limbs. Flexing his tender digits, he gently sits up holding Azi... Only for his eyes to widen feeling a sticky wetness in his pants. [i]“Good work, Forneus. Your training is proceeding wonderfully!”[/i] Levitating free from Forneus’ palms, the brain hovers over the bed. [i]“Covered all we needed to in nearly a minute’s time. We’ll have plenty time for drinks tonight and... um...”[/i] Throwing himself off the bed, Forneus tumbles awkwardly onto the floor. “Please don’t say a word about this!” Shame in his voice, his head awkwardly cast down, and his hands covering his crotch, Forneus races to his pack. “I have no idea how this happened. I’m so sorry!” [i]“I wouldn’t worry about it, Forneus. This can remain our secret... I appreciate your care about me, at least!”[/i] Mental laughter echoes in both dragon and lizardman minds. Deep rumbling, resounding, joy. [i]“Once you’ve changed, we may head down.”[/i] Not needing to be told twice, Forneus’ pants come down quickly. In no time at all, the humanoid heaves a pair of thick hempen pants from his pack and hastily covers himself with them. “Thank you! I appreciate you so much! Now then...” Between the voice cracks, he reaches over and adjusts his cloak. One arm holding it up while the other gestures to it. “Shall we?” [i]“Let’s.”[/i] Darting underneath, the brain hides himself in the thick fabric. Keeping close to his partner, the dragon keeps himself concealed perfectly. [i]“Hey, Forneus...”[/i] Stopping at the door, the lizardman holds the handle and tilts his head to the side. “Yes, Azi? Something else we should do?” [i]“...Nothing.”[/i] Thoughts full of warmth, the dragon’s voice cheerfully finishes the moment with, [i]“I’m happy I met you all.”[/i]