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Title: Disfigured One

Author: illuminetto

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'Another wonderful day. Well...for
most people anyway.' He continued to wander through the
mountainous region of the Windian outskirts. He was an outcast, a
stranger in a strange land. Living on what the wilderness had
provided, he had little to no contact with the world of the other
clans as he feared being shunned as he had been by the last remnants
of his own. Whenever he did wander into the settlements of other
clans, he wore the heavily travel worn cloak that he had on even now
in case other travelers scaled the mountains as he did.

He found his
breakfast for the day, a few mountain goats in his view. It felt
lucky to him, as he hadn't eaten a large animal like that in some
time. And here were more than one. He crept silently to their
location on all fours. The sound of metal on metal in the distance
startled the creatures and they fled. He stayed where he was, keen
ears knowing what that sound was.

'Someone's attacking another...what
should I do?' He pondered for some moments, but curiosity won
over. He let the sounds of combat lead him to the source. He hid
amongst the rocks, spying upon those who would fight here. It didn't
take long to see a large bandit force was attacking a group of
soldiers from the City of Windia. The more highly trained soldiers
were able to hold off the roguish and uncouth fighting force, but
numbers would win in the end. He felt it was best not to interfere,
but his eyes caught onto a figure the soldiers fought tooth and nail
to protect. He was entranced by the vision of loveliness he saw on
this day. Even in the face of such a large unit of enemies she kept a
level head, azure eyes narrowed in concentration. He could feel the
charging sensation of magic stirring in the air, the power emanating
from the winged woman.

'GUARDS, FALL
BACK!!' She commanded, her tone of authority absolute. The guards did
as commanded, and a shower of magically generated hail swept out a
great deal of the opposition's front line.

'Royalty. There can be no mistaking
it. She must be from the Windian Royal Family.' He could only
stare in awe. The rumors about the elegance possessed especially by
those Windians of the Royal Family's bloodline held true as far as he
could tell. Even with the stirring of magic the kept rumpling at her
dark blue dress and made her long golden strands of hair sway wildly,
she continued to be a sight to behold by one as ugly and disfigured
as he was. The bandits attacked with even greater vigor, obviously
wanting this woman. She still had to prepare yet another spell to
cast, and though her brave defenders held, they were being driven
inward towards her location. It would only be a matter of time, and
the defense would be breached. The disfigured one did not want this,
yet hesitated still. Thoughts of the gloomy past kept him in place
where he hid. The blaze of desire, desire to help the woman and her
guards slowly chased the gloom away. His fangs clenched tightly as he
gritted his teeth.

'All I need to do
is help. Then I'll disappear before any thanks can be offered. No one
will ever know.' He softly assured himself, taking in a deep breath.
He then took his descent to the battle below. The bandits did not
even realize what was going on. The woman and her guards were just as
surprised. The cloaked figure hacked away at the lives of the bandits
with razor sharp onyx claws, now the color of crimson as they tore
seamlessly through tender flesh and through bone. The rumbling bellow
that left from deep within his throat put the fear of death in many
of the bandits, and so several began fleeing the scene. Soon he stood
alone with what dead remained, his cloak stained a rich crimson just
as his claws still were. Before the woman could even speak, he lept
high onto the side of the steep cliff side using his claws and
taloned feet to scale the surface with impressive speed.

'WAIT!!' The same
authority filled voice called to him, and he was greatly compelled to
do as she said. Judgment held sway, and she could not be allowed to
peer at his horrible visage. He was up to the highest ledge in record
time, but in his haste hadn't even realized she and her guards had
pursued by flight. He was surrounded on all sides.

'Listen, whoever
you are, why are you running from us anyway?' One of the guards asked
in genuine surprise.

'Enough. I will
speak.' She said to the guard who spoke. She approached the cloaked
person. He stepped back. 'Do you fear me?' She asked, her voice
taking a much more comforting tone that put his mind at ease. He did
not bask in the feeling. He had to get out of here, as he didn't
think they would follow him up here and simply go back to what
business they were involved in.

'I...no, I...I
don't fear you.' He said, his voice somewhat scratchy from few uses.

'Then...who are
you? Could you please remove your hood?' She spoke politely. Even so,
her words made him go rigid with fright. She was someone of Royalty
he was sure, could he really refuse so easily without her taking
offense?

'I...would...I
would rather not.' He would find out. Yet, she did not seem to
outwardly take offense. Her expression remained calm. He had been so
focused on her, one of the guards who had taken offense at his words
had stepped forward and ripped the large cover off.

'Bastard, your in
the presence of the Princess Nina. Do as your told!' They didn't
expect to see what they did. The disfigured one stood before them
now, skin so darkly tanned beyond anything they had ever seen.
Crimson colored scale platings grew from at various areas of his
body, though he wore a near skin tight piece of clothing over the
rest of his body and covered most of them it was still easy to see.
The most prominent amounts of scales grew from his fore limbs, ending
to his clawed hands that looked like those of a demon while his feet
were not even vaguely similar to normal humanoid ones and ended with
three taloned toes, two in front and one in back. Underneath his
crimson eyes were stylized looking tattoos or veins of some sort that
ran down his cheeks and down his neck under the ring of scales around
it. No one knew where they ended on his body though the style was
similar to the patterns of his clothing. Long silver hair fell over
his face, under two horns of black and red that sprouted from behind
pointy ears.

'What manner of
beast are you!' The guards already aimed their spear heads and blade
tips at him. Princess Nina would not stand for this.

'Stand down! I was
simply asking him, not allowing any of you to do it yourselves. Now,
don't interfere!' She spoke to them in that same voice fit for a
leader. Her keen eyes told her a good deal about the stranger in
front of her. His clothing had a fair amount of dirt and grime
covering it, proof of long travel in the wilderness. His body shook
with each breath, showing his fear. With each breath inward, she
could see the outline of his ribcage, showing that he hadn't been
nourished with much wholesome food. The gleam of his eyes, all she
saw in them was the feelings of shame. He was truly a depressed
being, most likely deprived of several things in his life that most
people in loving and caring families had. Her heart bled for this
individual, for despite the depression he had, he held onto a sliver
of hope to continue to survive. It was fading though, and she did not
want to see that happen.

Despite his
appearance, she found him rather attractive. He was different in a
rather exotic way. If he would allow it, she would like to help him.
She approached closer to him, her guards protesting only to receive
chilling glare from her to silence their tongues. Her approach made
him cower.

'Please...I don't
want any trouble...I'll...leave.' He curled down, arms covering over
his head. So great was his fear, so used to being rejected, he didn't
know any other means to respond. 'I'll...go.' He spoke in that sorrow
filled tone. She knelt in front of him, putting her hand to his
shoulder. He flinched away, his muscles tightening from what she
could feel as she touched him. He had been startled that she hadn't
struck him yet like so many others who witnessed his form. She
brought her other hand to his face hidden under his arms and he did
not resist, the feeling of both softness and warmth against his cheek
both new and very welcoming to his usually troubled mind. She brought
his head up, to come face to face. He could not look away, seeing her
beauty so up close only further entranced him and he went slack
jawed.

'We should get you
cleaned up. Let's go.' She said softly to him, a pleasant smile on
her lips.

'Go? Where?' He
somehow managed to ask.

'Windia of course.'
Her words surprised him. Why would anyone want to have anything to do
with him?

'Princess, are you
serious?' Apparently the guards didn't want to deal with him.

'Enough! This man
saved all of our lives. He deserves respect from all of you. Not just
me.' Her words held true.

'But it's only a
small distance before we reach the ravine and have to fly back up to
the city across the way. Even if we wanted to, how can we bring
someone who cannot fly?' One of them protested. She sighed. They were
strong and smart, but their feelings were getting in the way of what
should be a simple solution.

'That's why we will
carry him, of course.' She said. The disfigured one could not believe
what he was hearing. He wanted so badly to trust her, yet what if it
was all a rouse? Yet she seemed so genuine. He could not be sure what
was in his best interest. If it was all a lie, he could end up very
much dead. But if she was truly being genuine, he may have ended up
making a friend in this world for the first time in his life. It took
several moments to him to come to the decision he did.

'I...I can fly.' He
said in a timid tone. All eyes were on him. One of the guards
snickered at this.

'What are you
talking about? Those things jutting out of your back are most
certainly not wings.' He said, referring to the large cluster of
scales that grew out from there.

'No. They are
different...but they are wings. My wings.' He said to the guard, his
voice becoming a bit stronger as he used it more, the most he ever
had used it. To prove this to them, he began to concentrate. Physical
flames began to manifest from his scales and from the tattoos as they
began to glow, showing through the material of his clothing. The suit
was fire proof and did not burn away though. The largest
concentration of fire released from his back, propelling him upward
to hover a few inches off the ground.

'I'll be
damned...he can fly.' The guard said, just as astonished by the sight
as his fellow soldiers and the Princess.

'Since that's been
settled, shall we go...?' She realized she hadn't even asked his name
yet. 'Oh, sorry. I never even asked you your name.' Her words made
him realize this too.

'I should be the
one apologizing. I'm...Ryu.' It sounded strange to him. He hadn't
given out his name for several years. The Princess smiled pleasantly
at him still.

'And you already
know my name. I'm Nina.'

..........

Several days he
spent in the majestic city of Windia. It took much toil, but people
began to at least respect him even if his appearance was as such.
When conflict arose because of his being in the city, Nina was there
to quell the situation. He was her personal bodyguard after all, yet
he often felt she was the protector instead of himself. It still
continued to surprise him how open minded she was to him. He hadn't
been so well cared for in all his life as far back as he could
remember. He was allowed to bathe and be clean in a shower or tub
rather than get a chance to rinse in a lake or pond. His body filled
out much more favorably and no longer quite so bony now that he had
well prepared meals rather than living off rodents and small groups
of larger life stock if he got the chance.

'Is this a dream?
How can I be sure?' He asked himself, now that he had some off time
to think more fully about his turning point in life. All because he
had decided to save a Princess who cared deeply about others
selflessly. He felt a pinching sensation on his upper arm, startling
him.

'Princess! I'm
sorry, I was...' He was not allowed to finish as she placed her
finger against his lips, silencing him.

'That's your
answer, Ryu. Remember what I said, right? And please call me by my
name.' She always displayed that pleasant smile to him. He regained
his composure.

'Yes, Nina. The
small sensation of pain allows me to discern reality from fantasy.'
He said, a small smile on his lips as well. He owed her so much for
taking care of him, yet could not be sure of the best way to repay
her kindness. The two walked back to her room.

'So...if it's not
too private, what were you discussing with the your parents?' He
asked out of curiosity. He usually strayed far enough to not pick up
on the private conversations between the King and Queen and their
daughter. Lately, she seemed saddened by something. She never openly
explained why, so he never asked until this day upon noticing that
same frown on her lips. He cared for her well being and wanted to
know if she was alright.

'Yes, I'm...well,
truthfully, I'm not fine. With the decision they have made.' She
walked out to the balcony and he followed.

'Decision? You mean
the King and Queen's? What have they decided?' He let his curiosity
get too great a hold again. But she answered him regardless.

'They want to marry
me off. Some suitors have already been scheduled to arrive in a
week's time.' Her words made his heart feel heavy.

'So that's why...I had to ask,
didn't I? Whoever get's her hand in marriage will hate me, I know it.
Being around Nina, the only person who showed me salvation, will no
longer be an option. Why did I ever kid myself into thinking we might
have a chance the way things had been going?' He knew that things
couldn't stay as they had. She was a Princess, a descendant of royal
blood. He didn't even know his descendants, only that they were low
class amongst the Dragon kin. No one would miss him, except for Nina
probably, and she would have to ensure the survival of her nation and
clan. It was inevitable that the two would have to part ways, as far
as he could tell.

'Ryu...' Her voice
broke him out of his reverie. Before he could react, her lips sealed
over his own. He could only mumble his surprise in her mouth, her
tongue darting into his own and playing with his tongue. He fell on
her bed, wings shredding into her blankets and mattress. She didn't
care though. He felt strange, having never been intimate with a woman
before. He felt an incredible nervousness, but at the same time very
pleasant. The kiss lasted a good while, and he began to mimic her
actions as best as he could, with his mind as clouded as it was by
this heated event. When the need for air came, their lips disengaged
as they took much needed gulps of air to fill their lungs.

'Nina, why...?' He
could barely get the words out, mind so befuddled by what was
happening. Nina still had that ever pleasant smile. She stroked at
the silver bangs of hair that fell over his eyes.

'It's been you that
I've wanted to be with, Ryu. I love you. I would be in there with my
parents, all those hours spent yelling at them that I wanted you as
my husband. It was all for nothing, though.' She averted her gaze
from him then. He wasn't sure how to respond.

'Me? But...' He was
not allowed to continue.

'No more, Ryu. I
don't want you putting yourself down. You are worthy of my feelings.
You are beautiful in your own way.' She said, voice filled with so
much conviction that he found it hard not to believe. Yet several
years of living the way he had still held more sway to him. She would
not let him dwell on it as she used her knee to part his legs
slightly, as her lithe fingers stroked at his hardening member
through the thin material of clothing. He could only grunt out
intelligibly as his hips thrust forward on their own at the new
sensations.

'Nina...' He could
barely get her name out, she was making him feel so good. She began
trailing kisses on the side of his chin, licking at what was exposed
of his neck as she kept her hands busy working on his shaft. He
couldn't even begin to think straight. All his life until now were
focused on trying to survive, he never even knew the things she was
doing could bring so much pleasure. He hadn't even realized she had
him naked now, his clothing having been ripped off of him and thrown
in a forgotten corner of her room.

'So, those tattoos
go all the way down to your chest.' She commented, seeing several of
the red patterned lines going down until they met near the center of
his chest in an eye like formation. He hadn't even heard her, the
pleasure chasing away at all reason from his brain as she stroked at
his now naked member. She trailed her tongue along his chest and down
the center of his abs. He could only moan out at her ministrations.
She finally reached near where his pulsing desire was located, just
below the patch of silver pubic hair. She peered at the rest of his
lower body carefully, noting that more red tattoos ran up the sides
of his upper legs and ended just shy of his hips. She now looked at
his dick, which was already well lubricated from pre-come that leaked
from the opening at the head.

His moans grew even
louder upon feeling the tip of his shaft being trapped between her
parted lips. He could feel the slick yet warm wetness of her mouth,
her tongue kept moving back and forth across the opening. The
sensations made his claws rip into her bedding further as he held
tightly to the blankets. He couldn't help but keep thrusting his hips
forward, moving on instinct. She met his thrusts as she bobbed her
head up and down to take more of him in her mouth. Her hands kept
busy by stroking at his balls, churning them gently but firmly in her
grasp. He felt like he was about to erupt down there.

'Nina, I...I...!'
Basic motor function was barely obtained as he tried in vain to warn
her that he felt something was going to be released from his dick. It
only made her head move quicker, and he could only thrust faster into
her face.

'NINA!!!' He all
but roared as hie experienced release for the first time. He breathed
in and out heavily, trying to regain reason once more after having
been lost in the maelstrom of pleasure. His eyes cracked open
slightly, seeing as Nina licked at the head, obtaining his come. She
swallowed the fluid down.

'Your still hard,
Ryu. Good.' She commented as she stood up, sliding out of her dress.
He eyes bulged out of his head, and if anything his sex organ became
even stiffer then before as he beheld her naked form. Well almost
naked, she still had on her bra and panties which had a prominent wet
spot, but they were soon removed as well. He could only stare in awe.
Her skin had a slight pale and delicate complexion. She was also very
well endowed, with large breasts many a woman would desire to have,
tapering down to a slim waist also to be desired, and finally her
perfectly shaped hips and thighs. A perfect hourglass figure. The
wings completed that angelic image he had only heard about until
recently upon his stay here. She straddled his waist, grabbing hold
of his hardened member and directing it to her slit.

'Are you...?' It
now donned on him what was going to occur. What was occurring
already. This was sex. He knew based off instinct even without prior
experience or knowledge. He had some wet dreams if he happened to
sneak a glance at some exotic town girl every now and then during his
travels, but never really thought much on it. Survival took priority
over such thoughts. But now that he was in a safer environment, and
had admittedly been thinking such ways about Nina. Now that it was
truly happening, it was a little hard to believe. He gritted his
teeth together as he felt the head of his shaft part the folds of her
womanhood and enter into warm tightness. She suddenly descended on
his shaft quickly, hissing in pain. Her azure eyes became misty, but
no tears fell.

'I guess it's true.
A girl's first time is painful.' She breathed out softly, trying to
focus her mind from the pain.

'You didn't have
to...' He wanted to speak but she gave him a soft peck on the lips.

'I wanted to. I
wanted my dreams to become a reality. I wanted to create a wonderful
memory with you in it. You won't be allowed to stay once I'm married,
and we both know that. I wish I hadn't been born into Royalty. Then I
could choose to be with you without the rule of my parents being
absolute. I could defy them so much easier then.' She hugged him
close then, smothering his face in her cleavage. 'Please, let us have
this moment. While I'm as free as I can be allowed.' Her words struck
him.

'I understand. I
wish I had been born as one of these suitors. Then I could be with
you always...this is my fate though, being a lowly Dragon.' He spoke.
She hugged him more tightly.

'Please, Ryu. I've
already told you how much I hate when you belittle yourself.' Her
voice was so sincere.

'I've been working
hard to adjust. I'll keep working at it for you, even if your not
going to be there. I love you too, Nina.' He kissed her softly then.
She no longer felt any pain, and began moving against him. Their
breathing became ragged. He brought his arms around her waist,
pressing her down more against his erection as he thrust his hips
upward into her. Now he let his own tongue explore her body. He left
a trail of saliva on her already sweaty skin as he made his way down
to her breasts. He brought one of his hands up to grasp the firm yet
soft mound of flesh. He was very gentle, not wanting his claws to
pierce her. She moaned out her approval, head dipping down to lightly
nip at the tip of his pointy ear. He switched his attention to her
other tit, wanting to please her as much as possible as he also
picked up his pace.

'Ryu...oh, it feel
good!' Sh breathed into his ear as she rested her chin against his
broad shoulder, beginning to nip at the flesh there. She was already
close to release herself. He kept going in and out of her with a
steadily increasing speed.

'Nina...your so
tight down there.' He felt her inner walls clamp even tighter, and
her moans increased in sound. She was almost to the breaking point of
her own orgasm. It only took a few more thrusts and she came, her
juices sliding down his shaft. Her breathing was erratic as she kept
working up and down on him, riding her orgasm for as long as she
could.

'It feels
warm...but a little sore as well.' She murmured as her head rested
against his shoulder. He was gently stroking her wings.

'Then, you should
get some rest Nina.' He said as he laid her on her back and began to
disengage from her entrance. She held him in.

'You didn't get a
chance to come again, did you? Please, continue Ryu.' She allowed him
to, but he decided otherwise.

'We have six days
left. Just rest and recover. I'll see you in the morning.' He began
pulling away, but she wouldn't allow it.

'Please...at least
stay with me.' She begged him softly. Even if he wanted to protest
because of fear of being caught by the maids who came to attend to
Nina early in the morning, he decided to accept. His hearing was good
enough after all. Once he heard them coming up to her bedroom, he
would be gone.

'Alright.' He
pulled the torn covers over them.

..........

Six days past both
slowly yet quickly at the same time for the two, and he now stood
outside the castle walls with her to bid him farewell.

'Ryu, please
continue living. There are others who will not judge based on your
appearance thought they will be few and far between, making your
search difficult. I believe that your life will begin changing for
the better, and I will continue praying for it.' She continued to
have that ever pleasant smile adorning her lips. He smiled back,
having gained more confidence that he had been severely lacking
beforehand.

'I believe so too,
now that I've met you. I hope your life is filled with happiness,
Nina, as you have filled my life with. I'll pray for it, no matter
where my wandering may take me.' He spoke, and they two shared a
parting kiss before he set off, no longer wearing his cloak to hide
his features.

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