Dragon tamer
So I didn’t have a real plot and just lengthen my fantasy about Dragon Michael. As always, it’s soft, because even with dragons, I’m writing soft things.
For several centuries, humans had believed that they were the only thoughtful creatures on Earth, living surrounded by animals and plants. Of course, there were these fantastic stories, tales about monsters and magical things, vampires, wolves, fairies, mermaids, told by madmen or drunks that no one took seriously and that fascinated children.
But for all these centuries it was just tales.
Until the others decided it was time to step into the light. The others, that was what the humans had decided to call them. Not humans, not animals either, but something in between that scared them. It was very sudden, very painful too.
Maybe men liked to say they felt lonely, but at least they didn't feel threatened, being the more evolved species. This was no longer the case when the others arrived.
Some of the others were indeed not very friendly, giving humans good reason to be wary, but most only wanted peace, trying their best to find a way to live in harmony with those deadly little creatures who had forced them to change.
Indeed, with urbanization, deforestation, excavations under the earth, under the sea, the exploration of the skies, the others had fewer and fewer places to live hidden. They therefore had to find another solution.
Humans really had no choice but to accept. They would have been devoured otherwise.
Y/N didn't really have a problem with the others. Still a child when they had revealed themselves, she found them marvellous, certainly dangerous, but beautiful and interesting. If they wanted to fit in, she saw no reason to reject them just because they were different.
When she met Michael, she didn't know he wasn't human. She might have guessed, because when he walked into the club and Y/N saw him, it was as if time had stood still. There was only him. And she wasn't the only one who was captivated by his beauty, almost everyone present at the time had eyes only for him, unable to speak or move.
Maybe it was luck, or fate, but Michael came and sat right next to her at the bar and although she was very intimidated, Y/N dared to say hello. Even though she thought he wouldn't even turn to her, she had to try not to die with regret. Smiling warmly, he answered her and they started to get to know each other.
At first she wondered if he wasn't a vampire or a demon. But he invited her to a restaurant the next day, in broad daylight, and he didn't look afraid when they passed a church. Not a werewolf either, since he spent a night with her when it was a full moon.
After several months of dating, Y/N told herself that it was not important. Human or not, Michael was wonderful, and if he ever wanted to tell her that he was someone else, then she would wait until he was ready if he wanted to tell her something.
If she still thought about it, it was because when they passed some others, they stared at Michael as if they were… amazed. Sometimes panicked, but above all honoured. A respectful fear. Y/N had noticed it, and Michael had noticed that she had noticed it. He had noticed her silences and her eyes shining with hope when she smiled at him.
"My dear, there is one thing you need to know before we go any further in our relationship." he finally said one day, when Y/N had just offered to come and live with her.
"I know."
"You think you know. And you're partially right."
"You are of the others, I am not afraid of you."
"I know." he sighed, stroking her cheek. "But I'm... very old. Older than most of the others. There aren't many of my kind left, I can take up a lot of space, in a lot of ways. I'm quite... possessive, when I decide that something, or someone, is mine. You need to know all of this."
"Michael, I'm already yours, it doesn't matter if you're a goblin or a unicorn."
"I am a dragon."
"... Oh."
It wasn't disappointment or anguish. It was only that Y/N would never have thought of a dragon. She knew absolutely nothing about dragons. When the others had arrived, they hadn't mentioned it, and Michael explained to her that it was because there was hardly any, a race almost extinct, very lonely, very mysterious.
"And you... you choose me ? Me ?"
"Yes, why my love ?"
"I'm nobody. Just a human. If dragons aren't already very close to the rest of the world, then a little human is..."
"You are my Y/N. My treasure. I cherish you more than anything in the world." he purred, hugging her.
It was inexplicable, but Michael loved her, and there was nothing more to say. The feelings didn't need a logical reason. To him, she was the most beautiful creature in the world, the most precious, and he wouldn't trade her for anything, not even all the gold in the world. Which meant a lot from a dragon !
To avoid mistakes, Y/N had bought every possible book on the subject and she learnt that gold, anything of value, was a real drug for those giant fire-breathing lizards. To say that she was more important was really a true declaration of love.
The dragons being few in number, and not mingling with others, there was still some information Y/N could only get by asking questions directly to Michael. She was afraid he would take it the wrong way, thinking it was misplaced curiosity, but instead he found it charming that she wanted to know more about him, responding with pleasure.
"Can you fly then ?"
"In my true form, yes, but I will risk destroying buildings, only by transforming myself, so I cannot change often. We would have to go very far, where there is no one."
"... Will you show me one day ?"
"One day my darling."
"And do you have a huge treasure hidden in a mountain ?"
"Perhaps." he sneered with a mocking smile.
She thought he would keep it a secret but Michael showed her his treasure, long before his dragon form, and he still took a very long time, mumbling apologies when he had the chance to reveal himself, blushing like a child.
"You can tell me if you don't want to." Y/N said as they walked home. "I won't insist any longer if it's too intimate."
"That's not it my love. I… I don't want to scare you. Whether you're disgusted or scared by my appearance and can't look at me like you used to."
"Oh Michael..."
"I need more time."
Of course, Y/N gave him all the time he wanted, until she became pregnant with their first child. Michael was totally ecstatic. He didn't think he could love Y/N more than before, nor that he could cherish another living being, but the baby growing in her womb soon became as important as his mate, and the dragon went into bestial bodyguard mode.
Even friends or family could no longer approach Y/N. Even if he trusted them or she begged him. His instinct was stronger, Michael refused to take the slightest risk. His face was changing, little horns appeared on his forehead and smoke came out of his mouth when he got angry. Once he even spat fire when a man got a little too pushy.
It could have been scary, if besides that Michael wasn't totally adorable with Y/N. He made a little nest for her in their bedroom, making sure she never lacked for anything and fulfilling all of her desires, even those she didn't formulate or hadn't thought of yet.
Carrying the child of a dragon was no easy task, and not just because the father behaved like a mother hen. It was sometimes painful, Michael doing his best with hot baths, long massages and sweet hugs to help her. There were also the hormones. Y/N cried a lot, for nothing most of the time, and that freaked Michael out. The poor man was totally lost.
One day Y/N thought she wasn't good enough for him despite everything he said, and then she cried, over and over again, without the kisses and sweet words of her partner managing to calm her down.
"You don't love me." she sobbed as Michael rocked her.
"I love you more than my own life. My darling, you are everything to me."
"No, it's not possible ! You deserve better and you know it ! You don't even want to show me your true form !"
"We've already talked about it, it's because..."
"It's because you don't trust me ! You think I'm an idiot, a blind, superficial human who's going to judge you and not want you anymore if I see the real you. See ? You know that I am not the good companion !"
"... Come with me."
It took several hours in the car to find a quiet place away from everything, allowing Michael to transform. It wasn't because she was crying that he decided to show her, but because he didn't want Y/N to think he didn't trust her. She was right, he had no reason to hide his true form from her when they were partners, when they lived together, when they were going to have a child together.
To prepare, Y/N had watched all the movies and read all the books with dragons. None were as majestic as Michael. Huge, golden, he presented himself before her, opening his wings. It was breathtaking. She didn't have the words to describe how beautiful he was. Y/N therefore remained silent, unable to speak, like the first time she had seen him.
It was difficult to focus on just one part of his body, everything was so perfect, but she noticed something that disturbed her a bit, or rather its absence. She thought about it all night, lying on Michael, and she did not dare to ask the question timidly until the next day.
"I saw that... You didn't have a... You know." she mumbled.
"No dear heart, you're going to have to tell me more."
"A sex. When you were transformed. How do dragons do for reproduction then ?"
"Ah. It's inside, it comes out when it's necessary. And if you want to know everything my love, there is no penetration strictly speaking for the dragons, that would be complicated. Females lay eggs, and the males fertilize them. Of course, there are courting sessions sometimes, and the male can rub up against his mate, but dragons rarely have relations."
"Why ?"
"Too greedy. They would both be afraid that their partner will be stolen from them, and that their partner will steal their gold. This is probably why we are not very many, but since we are almost eternal... And soon we'll have a little dragon in the house. Or a little human. Maybe a bit of both. They'll be beautiful anyway."
Y/N didn't panic when Michael spoke of eternity. They had fixed this problem a long time ago using magic, and even if she remained human, she would live as long as he did. Still, the dragon noticed that something was still bothering her. He had seen this when he revealed his true form to her, and he thought it was only because she had embarrassing questions. Except that the embarrassment was still there several days later.
So Michael thought she didn't love him anymore now that she had seen him. She had been afraid, she had doubts, she wondered how their child would be, maybe she wouldn't like the little one, maybe she would leave after the birth. It would break his heart, for he wasn't lying when he said that she was his most precious treasure now, and he couldn't live without her anymore.
So the dragon began to act irrational, as all dragons did when they thought they were going to be robbed. He was even more protective and possessive, pushing away all intruders, refusing to leave Y/N alone. Fortunately, humans acted differently, using communication.
"Michael, is there something wrong ? You look worried lately, like something bad is about to happen."
"No. Everything is fine."
"So why are you following me everywhere, even around the house ? It really looks like you're afraid of something."
"Why would you want me to leave you ? You don't want me anymore ? You want to leave ?! Because you saw me and I disgust you ?! I see the way you look at me. I feel your embarrassment. I know that you want to tell me something !"
"Oh Michael... No, I... It's... I don't want you to take it badly, but you're wrong, I love you. I love you more than anything."
There was no lie in Y/N's voice, neither in her shining eyes, nor in her caresses as she approached to touch him, making Michael purr. So he would have been wrong ? Yet there was something.
"Don't make fun of me, okay ?" she asked. "Don't... don't think I'm crazy. Actually just know it's just a thought. I don't need us to really do it. But if you think we can do it , if you want it... But if you don't want it, that's okay ! I know it's dangerous, and technically complicated because of the size difference, and maybe even impossible..."
"My darling, you are scaring me." Michael said, imagining the worst, which would be sharing her with other people. Everything, but not share her with other people.
"There... Since I saw you and you explained to me how the dragons work... I want to lie naked, under you, huge, golden and incredible, and you would rub against me like I'm a dragon egg and... Oh my god."
They had done all of this before, so Michael didn't immediately understand why his lover was so bothered by this fantasy, hissing her face as if she had said something awful, until he understood that she wanted him in his true form, a giant dragon hunched over her. He stared at her, looking shocked.
"Please say something... We really don't have to do it for real. Maybe it's the hormones ! But you were so beautiful... But you are beautiful now too ! I really won't be disappointed if we only do it like humans, I don't want you to think that Michael. I love you, I..."
"You love me in all my forms."
"Of course."
"You... You are the most beautiful jewel in the world." he sighed before kissing her and leading her to their room.
He still refused to realize her dream. Not immediately. It was too risky during her pregnancy, although Michael didn't think it would hurt her. It was also necessary to find a quiet place, where no one would surprise them, where she would not be cold, where they'll have all the time to do what they wanted in peace. Michael was adding his own fantasies, wanting to take her while she was on some of his booty. And, most importantly, someone would have to take care of their child, which would be the most complicated because the dragon didn't trust anyone for this task.
To make Y/N wait, he accepted something that no dragon would have accepted, even with their partner, and he let her climb on his back, taking all precautions, so that she could ride him without falling when he was flying. With copulation, it was indeed the most intimate thing for a dragon.
