Tags: HumanxDragon, vanilla, virgin


Panicked, the town seemed more alive than ever. There was word of a red dragon looming in the mountain above the town. The church was running out of ideas and finally decided to send the town’s albatross, Ami, as a sacrifice to the dragon. When the girl was a baby she had shown up on the steps of the church. They kept her as their own, but with her ghostly white hair and blood red eyes, very few trusted her. She grew up lonely and outcasted. She did have her books though. Oh, how she loved her books. 

The church shuffled her off to the foot of the mountain and told her to climb. She had agreed, because she could save the town, even if the town hadn’t been kind to her, she felt a sort of duty to help it. Being in the open sun was hard enough with her pale complexion. She had spent most of her time inside, because the sun would simply hurt too much. Luckily, she had her parasol with her. It was a dainty thing, just enough to cover her face and hands, her robes covered the rest. 

Once atop the mountain, Ami read the writings above the carved archway around the cave’s entrance. It was in draconic, but she could read that with ease by now after she had found a few books in the language on the shelves of the church's library where she had spent most of her time as a child. “Those about to enter here must answer riddles without fear.” Ami was more confident in her ability to answer riddles than she was in reading draconic, she certainly had read and memorized quite a few riddles herself. 

Without fear Ami stepped into the cave. She was amazed that the stone walls were completely flat, like those of a rich noble hall. The walls also a torch adorned on either side of the wall every few feet, illuminating the stone corridor. Having read many books, including ones about dragons of all kinds, Ami had remembered that copper dragons tended to make labyrinths to confuse those who attempt to harm them. She closed her parasol and propped it on her shoulder as a knight might shoulder a sword. Her left hand fluttered to the left wall of the maze and she began to walk, following the wall. Perhaps it may not be a red dragon after all, she could only hope.

It wasn’t long until she came upon more draconic scrawled into the wall of a dead end. Ami read it aloud to herself. 

“A warrior amongst the flowers, he bears a thrusting sword. He uses it when'er he must to defend his golden hoard. What is he?” The girl thought for a moment. It was so simple, all the clues she needed were right there. “A bee!” The enthusiastic voice seemed to erupt from her mouth. Oh how this girl loved riddles. The dead end opened like a door with a cacophony of scrapping stone sounds. 

Ami continued on, taking careful note to keep her hand on the left wall. She followed the wall some more until she came across another riddle: “What can run but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a bed but never sleeps, has a head but never weeps?” This one had been easy, she had read it in a piece of fiction some time ago in the library.

“A river,” the girl proudly pronounced and once again the stone wall opened up. She stepped through and stopped when she came to a fine stone archway like at the entrance of the cave, however instead of an opening beneath the arch there was a stone wall and yet another riddle. Ami seemed rather disappointed by this new riddle. “It doesn’t even rhyme.” She pouted. 

“What is big on the bottom, little on the top and has ears?” The riddle seemed to rhyme more than it made sense. Ami sat and thought long and hard on this riddle until she gave up and shouted. “An elf with big thighs?” There was a slight rumble in the maze and a booming voice came from the other side of the wall. 

“No, it’s a mountain.” The stone archway opened up, but behind it was no red dragon. No, it was actually a copper dragon, just as she had expected, lounging atop a finely woven rug and clutching a tiny book in his claw while small spectacles that sat atop his nose. Around him were numerous bookshelves filled to the brim with books. There were so many books they couldn't all fit on the shelves and some seemed to pour from the walls and form large piles. Aside from books there were also a few globes and even a chemistry set that had several different potions brewing.

“But mountains don’t have ears.” She sounded hurt, like a small child who had been tricked.

“Sure they do,” the dragon replied. “Haven’t you heard of mountaineers?” He let out a roaring, infectious laugh and Ami couldn’t help but laugh herself, despite the fact that the dragon’s pun was not that funny. Having shared this laugh with the dragon Ami had already felt a connection to the large beast. Setting down his book, the dragon slithered over to her. 

“So, just what brings you here to my lair?” The copper scales nearly touched her face as his large nostrils inhaled her scent with a grunt.

“Well, the town below seems to think you’re a red dragon.” She spoke nervously, prodding her fingers into one another.

He released another bout of laughter. “And just what did they send you for? Usually when one suspects me for an evil dragon they send a knight or-”

“A sacrifice," she interjected with a rather somber tone.

“My, my.” The copper dragon ticked his tongue. “Sending a pretty girl like to her death? At the hands of a dragon no less? That town must be awful.”

It was and Ami was only just realizing it. Now that she wasn’t to be sacrificed, the act had finally hit her. The town felt that she was worthy of death, simply because of her pale skin, her white hair, and her red eyes. Among the town she had gained the title of Albatross, a white bird that was often seen as a bad omen. She burst into tears as the sadness that had built up deep inside her for her whole life had finally burst out, seemingly through her eyes.

“Calm down, please.” The dragon seemed unsure of what to do. Then, a spark filled his eyes as he came up with an idea to cheer up all young maidens. With a wink of his large eye Jarun scuttled to a bookshelf and ran upon the shelf as a spider walks on walls. His claws scanned the numerous tombs. He gathered a few books in his claw and carried them down to Ami who’s eyebrow was raised suspiciously over her tear-filled eyes.

“What’re these?” She sniffled, calming down simply from the dragon’s charisma. 

“The best pick-me ups gold can buy.” He tapped his snout with a claw.

Blood filled Ami’s face and her unusually pale face became a deep pink as she read the titles of the books.
“The Lusty Drow Maid” “Romance of the Three Queens” “Stealing Hearts: A Rogue’s Tale” “The Orc and the Maiden” 

“Fiction?” She stammered out. Though her tears had stopped flowing, her face was far from dry 

“I had thought that all the young maidens like yourself enjoyed to read these tales of romance and lust.” The dragon cocked his head, clearly confused.

“I do not indulge in such smut often.” With crossed arms and a pout Ami continued, “I thought you copper dragons were supposed to be the most knowledgeable dragon in the land, but instead you're merely a pervert who enjoys reading tales from other perverts.” Her legs carried her to the door she originally came in, but a large stone wall shot up from the ground and in the way of the door. 

“I do not mean to offend you. I simply thought you may like this.” Hanging his head low, the dragon sulked over to her. “I tend to enjoy fiction more than the grim truth. Though, in both iterations dragons are rarely the heroes. I must say I envy the red and green dragons who kidnap maidens and lock them up in their towers.” His gravelly voice trailed off.

“You want to kidnap me?” Ami backed to the wall, scared. She thought of what would happen if she were to be kidnapped by the dragon that sat before her. Would anyone care? The poor girl was left on the steps of the church as a child, her pale skin and red eyes seemed to be too much for her true father and mother to bare. Though, even her foster family in the library made fun of her and practically treat her like a slave. Tears once again filled the girl’s eyes as she realized that no one would even care. The dragon, had not understood the reason for these tears and swept up beside her, placing a calming claw on her shoulder.

“No, no, no! I do not want to kidnap you. I simply romanticize my more evil brothers’ acts.” He heaved a great sigh. “I simply want the maiden. I do not wish to harm or steal one. I want to befriend her and show her that I’m just as good, if not better, than a knight in shining armor.” 

Ami sniffled as her tears began to dry, and she looked at the dragon now in the light of a hopeless romantic rather than as a fearsome beast. His charisma truly shined through her fear, it was almost unsettling how simply hearing him speak and seeing his smile made her calm.

“What’s your name?” She asked, with a smile despite the tears still rolling down her cheeks.

“Jarun the Uproarious.” His large white teeth grinned as he proudly pronounced his name. Ami couldn’t help but giggle at his title. “And you, milady? What is your name?”

“Ami.” She wiped the leftover tears from her eyes and beneath them was a smile. She was growing less shy by the second.

"I'm sorry to have kept you Ami," the stone door had once again opened. "You may leave and head back to your town if you wish."

"Why rush?" she chuckled. "They think I'm dead so I might as well take my time. Besides, you've got way more books here than the library I grew up in."

"Well, yes. You see as a copper dragon I-"

"Hoard knowledge instead of gold or skulls like the other dragons." She spoke dismissively as she pulled her own knowledge from her memory. 

While Jarun hoarded all the books he could, his memory for them was never so great. He knew the gist of his knowledge then would search through his books for the specifics. Ami on the other hand memorized each and every fact she learned from the books she read. Her memory was flawless to the point where if she wanted to she could not only recite the facts, but also remember the title of the book, author, page number and even down to the paragraph that she found the fact in.

"Yes, that's correct." He smiled his toothy white smile and looked on at her with awe. "How did one so young as you gain so much knowledge?" 

"Well, I didn't really have a lot of friends growing up because of my skin and stuff," she didn't seem hurt or sad about this, she merely stated it as though it were a fact of life. "Without many people to talk to I found plenty of time to read. So, I've picked up a few things, yeah." She still idly looked to the books on the shelf, searching for something that would catch her eye. 

"That sounds so s-"

"Oh wow!" the dragon was once again cut off by Ami's exclamation as she began to pull a book from the shelf. "You have a first edition of Kevka Maliron's Introduction to Magic?" She began flipping through the book almost instantly. "The library had some of his more advanced books, but I could never get into them because I knew nothing of the basics." 

"Even with that book you'll need a master of magic to help teach you." 

"Well, you're really knowledgeable, right? Do you know of any wizards who can teach me?" Ami looked up from the book, her eyes seemed to plead.

"Well, yes. I happen to be master of magic." With pride, Jarun brought his clawed hand to his chest.

A quick laugh escaped Ami's lips. "You? You want to teach me magic?" 

"Well, yes. I could," his tone turned rather serious, "but it would quite hard work and long hours."

"I'm in no hurry, to return to that town. When can we start?"  

"Immediately." Just as the words fell from his mouth the book rose from Ami's hands and floated before Jarun. He began to read aloud. "Chapter 1 Spell Components."


The two studied and read the book together. Ami often took the book from Jarun and read each chapter herself. As much as she loved the dragon's smooth voice, her memory simply did not work as well with spoken word.

It had only taken the two of them the rest of the day to read through the whole book, even with Ami's constant interruptions to read each chapter.

With the book finished and Ami having now memorized the basics of magic, she was ready for a real world test of her abilities. "Alright, let's try this out." Ami took her parasol and opened it before the dragon, holding the hand out horizontally. Beneath her breath she murmured slightly, "Prestidigitation," and with a spin of the parasol the top of the canopy lit up with several tiny lights. The lights formed a caricature of Jarun's face. As the parasol spun the picture moved causing the cartoonish Jarun to mime a hearty laugh. This of course made the actual Jarun laugh. His laughter was so intense he let out a snort and a bit of smoke billowed from his nose. Ami knew that copper dragons did not breath fire, so this smoke was not natural. She knew that now was the time for Jarun's example of prestidigitation. 

The smoke drifted towards Ami in a ring, then it turned pink, and just before he framed her face it formed into a heart. His lips curled into a smile and Ami let out a giggle. Her slight blush was immense upon her pale face. With grace and rouge-like suave, Jarun swept up closer to Ami. With his snout so close she could practically smell his breath. It smelt like lilacs and sour candy. The young mage placed a hand to the side of his snout and planted a light kiss upon his large lips. Taken aback by her actions, Ami felt even more embarrassed. The girl simply could not contain herself. With his charisma and knowledge she had simply wanted him.

Jarun was just as taken aback by Ami, though, he ran with it. With sly smirk he pressed himself closer and planted his own kiss on her lips. The tip of his snout had lips quite bigger than hers but it still felt right. It felt so right. 

With pale hands grabbing and holding his face Jarun continued his kiss, slipping his long, almost teal tongue into her mouth. Just the tip at first, but soon most of his tongue swirled around inside her mouth. Ami's tiny human tongue tried to keep up, playing with his as much as it could. Jarun's clawed hand reached up and grabbed Ami's breast. He'd payed close attention to not scratching her and simply rubbed the scaled pads of his fingers across her chest. 

Ami did not protest his touch, in fact, she let out a light gasp as he touched her. That was all she needed to let him know what she wanted. Her loins were already gushing with pleasure as the dragon touched her and he could smell just how excited she was.

Ami had never been touched in such a way by man or dragon. All that she knew of sex was either straight anatomy knowledge or from fiction. Jarun was about to give her first hand experience in the matter.

A clawed hand lifted the skirt of her robes over her creamy white ass. His large, erection emerged from his groin, already glistening with his own fluids. He lowered his toothed maw to Ami’s ear.

“This will hurt, even more since it’s your first time. I will be gentle for your sake.” The gravely voice calmed her and his closeness made her even wetter. Holding her breath, Ami took as much of the dragon’s member she could. It did not take long for her hymen to erupt. She cried out in pain and Jarun took it slow from there on out. Still nearly wrapped around her his cock entered her from behind. His face sat beside her’s as he slowly pumped himself deep within her. With the pain slowly subsiding Ami had begun to enjoy the enormous girth of the dragon’s erection, though that itself was painful but it was a more enjoyable pain rather than the sharp pain of her hymen popping. 

Jarun’s gentle pushing was still too much to handle for the frail Ami’s body. She cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure. The dragon immediate stopped upon hearing her cries. 

“Are you alright? Did I hurt you?” His voice was panicked.

“No, keep going.” Ami huffed out. “Don’t you dare stop.”

Jarun smiled down at her and nodded, “As you wish, Ami.”

He continued pressing into her as her screams continued, echoing through the stone walls of his labyrinth. Ami came, collapsing in Jarun’s claws. He continued to pump into her tight hole that hugged his member like nothing he’s ever felt before. Her extra fluids making it easier for him to pick up his pace until he finally felt his orgasm near. He pulled out of Ami, despite his wishes to stay inside her forever. He thick cock throbbed out thick loads of cum. The sticky white fluid nearly covered Ami’s entire back, drenching her robes in his seed.

Finally, Jarun collapsed to the ground, clutching his new found lover to his scales. The two of them panting heavily. 

“I really liked that,” Ami finally said after what felt like hours of heavy breathing between them.

“I really like you, my gorgeous apprentice.” Ami’s whole body seemed to blush at his words.


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