Touch-Igneous

I clench my jaw at the mention of his name. I have no idea why I feel this intense anger every time he is mentioned. They seem really close and a part of me wonders if they were ever lovers. He did call her his sister, but I wonder if he said that just to me. I decide it doesn’t hurt to ask.

“So what do you do if you have a date? Do you just go to the guys place?” I ask looking at my plate. I twirl my fork in my food waiting for an answer. She starts coughing and I look up to find that she has gone almost the shade of the streaks in her hair. “Did I say something wrong?”

“No, well that’s a complicated question to answer I guess” She finishes her water and rises to clear the table. I help gather the dishes and follow her into the kitchen to put them in the sink. She is now refusing to meet my gaze and I feel a rush of jealousy go through my body thinking that she has slept with him and doesn’t want to tell me.

She begins to rinse the dishes off. I step in to dry them and place them into the dishrack. During the time it takes to wash dishes her eyes have flashed several times and I wonder what she is talking to her dragon about. I decide to end her torment.

“You don’t have to answer the questions. I wasn’t trying to make you uncomfortable” I say.

“It wasn’t the question that bothered me. it’s just……well I don’t date. No dragon we know of does” she says as a matter of fact.

“None of you. Why?” I ask extremely curious. My heart feels giddy at the prospect that he hasn’t touched her, and I can hardly hide my glee.

“Are you sure you want me to answer that question. It’s just you may not like the answer and it would be another complication” she says taking a seat on the couch.

“You can tell me. Things between us can hardly get more complicated.” I assure her.

“Remember that you said that when I finish” she says. She has begun rubbing her arms again. I have also started to feel the heat in my body rise once more and know that we have gone too long without touching the other. I reach across the short distance and grab her hand in mine, entwining our fingers.

“For Dragons there is a phenomenon to dating that we are still discovering. We share everything with our beast. They feel what we feel. When it comes to dating they also have to approve of the partner chosen” she says slowly. I feel as if she is choosing her words carefully so as not to scare me. “As far as we know, no other dragons have chosen a partner. We are the first to do so” she finishes.

To say that I am shocked by what she said would be an understatement. I quickly shut my mouth as my mind starts to wonder a mile a minute. No dragon has ever had a relationship. I think back to the clearing and remember how she reacted when

I first French kissed her. She was so innocent and sweet. That makes me wonder exactly how innocent she is. “So, you’re saying that we are the first of your kind to experience a relationship. What about needs? Surely you have them with being part human.”

As I say the words she blushes that harsh red tone again. She fiddles with the lapels on her robe, and I watch as her eye flicker briefly. “Yes, we have needs. They just only make themselves known when our dragon chooses someone” she whispers.

“oh, well has your dragon chosen someone for you?” I ask tightening my hold on her hand.

“No, this is the first time” she answers meeting my gaze for the first time since we sat back on the sofa. As I take in the information my blood rushes through my veins and despite holding her hand my body heats. Unlike the fever I get when I am away from her, this heat is purely carnal at the thought that she is untouched. However, I have to hear the words from her, so I ask.

“So, you have never been intimate with a man” I question holding her gaze. As she shakes her head everything in me freezes with the information. The heat still swirls, and images start to run through my mind of being the first to take her body. As I stare into her hazel eyes I watch them darken underneath my gaze. Her chest starts rise and fall also as if she imagines the same thing.

I give my head a gentle shake remembering that she is innocent and that this is not something to be rushed. I try to think of something to say but this feeling has my brain scrambled and my cock hard. She is the first to break the silence, however.

“Have you been with many women? I know that you are human, and I know that…. Well those humans do that” she breathes.

My body instantly cools as I feel like a soiled blanket for not being as pure as she is. “I have been with women intimately” I begin, and I watch her shoulders sag. I feel like a smuck, so I rush to add. “I’ve slept with four women but no one in the past three years. I haven’t touch a woman at all in three years besides you.”

He mouth forms into an O as if what I said has shocked her. “Can I ask why?” she questions innocently.

“I was in a relationship for a while. Her name was Sadie and after a few years together I thought that we would have a future. She made the decision that she didn’t want a future with me and left” I state. I feel a small twinge of pain at the information I shared. Over the years that pain has lessened but it has hardly been forgotten.

She scoots closer to me on the couch and lifts a hand to rub my arm. Even though her jaw is clenched she must see the sadness in my gaze and is trying to comfort me. “What happened?”

“The usual happened for our line of work. We both had careers that were growing. The three-day shifts got to be too much, and she felt like we didn’t spend any time together. She added the lack of time to my not loving her and decided that she couldn’t take it for the rest of her life. After the same argument a few times, I came home to a note and all her stuff gone. So, I moved out of the apartment and on to the base to grow to become Captain” I answer.

The air has gone silent and as I watch her face I see her jaw relax as she absorbs the information. “Do you wish you were still with her?” she ask meeting my gaze head on.

I shake my head answering truthfully. “No, not at all. It took me time to see it, but I know now that we weren’t right for each other.” She seems to be satisfied with the answer and leans against my side. I lift my arm and throw it over her shoulder letting her settle in against my heat. When her head presses against my chest I feel it as we both relax into each other’s embrace. “What about you? Have you had any past relationships at all?” I ask.

“Not really. I dated a boy for about a week after a few years when I got here. When we kissed my dragon rose and shoved him away. I tried again once more when we visited a human club for the first time. My dragon responded by kneeing the guy in a sensitive area” she says.

I laugh hard at the actions of her dragon. Somehow I can’t be mad that she helped to save Magma for me. I want to be the only man to bring her pleasure. “I have to say, I think I like your dragon” I say chuckling.

"shhh. You mind your tongue, or she’ll turn into a spoiled brat. Remember I’m the one who has to deal with the voice in my head” she says laughing.

As the night wore on we spent it getting to know the other. I learned that she was from Greece and was one of the eggs that hatched about twenty-five years ago. She told me about her first shift and the reactions the people who adopted her had. I told her about growing up here in California and a little about my parents. When I finished describing my childhood home to her I noticed that she had started to yawn. I felt myself getting tired also and knew that it was late and time to retire for the night. With the size of her home I know that there couldn’t be more than one bedroom.

“I think it’s time we call it a night. I’m thinking that we will have plenty of time to get to know more about each other tomorrow” I say with a large yawn. “You go on to bed, I can take the couch” I offer.

She sits up to stretch with her arms above her head and I admire the way the position makes her breast rise. My body heats with ideas of what I would like to do with those mounds. She whips her head in my direction and I see her nostrils flare. “What do you think about when your scent changes like that” she questions licking her lips.

The gesture makes my cock twitch between my legs, and I cross my legs trying to hide my reaction. “What do you mean my scent changes” I ask quizzically.

“Dragons have a keen sense of smell. I can smell when your emotions changes like sadness or anger. Sometimes your scent has a sharpness too it though. I’ve never known anyone’s scent to change like that. Its appealing” she adds with a breathy tone.

I blush when I realize that it must be my arousal she is smelling. In the future I will have to do a better job of hiding it. “I …uh.. I don’t want to make you feel pressured with the answer.”

“Try” She says simply leaning toward me. My gaze flickers to her lips and I contemplate kissing her. Because of the heat in my body now that she no longer touches me I can already taste her sweet lips in my imagination.

“I find you extremely attractive Magma. That scent you say that appealing it’s my arousal” I say on a heated gulp. She blushes as her mouth gapes open and shut. “Don’t worry. We don’t have to do anything until you are ready. I just wanted out in the open that I want you. I want you a whole lot” I say licking my lips.

“I want you to” she whispers. My cock hardens completely, and I release a low groan. She has no idea what it does to me to hear that. I swallow my lust down remembering that she is innocent. We definitely need to talk more before we decide to take things further.

“Damn. I sure am glad to hear that, but I think we need to take things slow. Why don’t we see how the next few days go and we can get any questions you might have answered first” I offer gruffly.

“Questions, why would I have questions?” when she ask them I am happy at the decision that I just made in refusing her delicious offer. I don’t want to scare her, but I need her to be sure she wants to go this route.

“Magma, honey. You are untouched and if we move to fast you could end up confused. I wouldn’t want that. Before I take you, I just need to make sure you know what you’re getting into. I need to know that you have some idea of what goes on during intimacy. I don’t want to screw things up” I plead.

It seems like a light bulb goes off in her gaze. I must have been right about how little she knew. She nods her head and rises to stand. I watch her hips as she sashays around the sofa and head to the bedroom door. Before she enters she pauses and says, “Good night” and then she gently closes the door behind her.

I settle onto the couch as I grab the throw blanket that hung on the back to cover myself. I smile as I think about all the things that I discovered about her today. I know that she had strength because of her other side but it seems she has had her fair share of challenges also. I drift to sleep wondering what I will discover about her next.