Virgin Bliss

The day was just setting into the last rays of the sun throughout the land. Most creatures would be retiring to their homes and turning in for the night after a hot meal. However, in a forest not so far from a fairy village, giggles were heard as the sun dipped down from the sky. Two people who always traveled together, not to mention always seemed to be attached to the hip, were in the forest and heading slowly toward the village up ahead. It was more of a game than anything, really.

The two people had only known each other for a little over a few months. One, a female dragoness; part demon, part red fairy, part shadow dragon and also a vampiress. The other, a male dragonoid; part dark elf and part shadow dragon. They were quite an odd pair, or so people who witnessed their relationship thought. The dragoness went by the name of Rose and the dragonoid, who was also known as a drow by race, went by the name of Sharazon. They were both quite fond of the other as well and had a connection that allowed them to know how the other was feeling or what the other was thinking at all times, unless they shielded their thoughts. Often, they would seem to be a very passionate couple and other times, long time friends. Of course, truth be told, they hadn't even known each other for close to a year in those times.

Rose half ran through the forest, trying to avoid Sharazon. It was something like a game of tag, though just a little different. Sharazon would try to catch Rose as she came close to him, but he always missed due to the dragoness' ability to teleport. Whenever she was able to get behind him, she would nip at his neck or ear, or poke at him in various places. Rose was enjoying herself immensely at this. She had always liked to play games with him. His adorable confusion whenever he thought he'd catch her was amusing. At the moment, she was hiding behind a tree and when she felt him near her, she jumped, using her wings to help her gain height to land on a branch.

Sharazon looked about him with a little grin on his face. He rather enjoyed Rose's little games. Her childish innocence was quite adorable when she was in a playful mood. Of course, not all of the games held the childish innocence this game did. She could be quite seductive when she wanted to be, especially without even trying. He adored her in every way, even when she was angry. It was a little intimidating, but she looked...attractive in a strange way when she was in a fit of rage. Sometimes, it made him just want to jump her. He shook his head at such a thought. What was he thinking, anyway?

After the night that he had almost taken her, they had agreed that they would wait for the right time. They had barely known each other back then. In fact, they had only met the night before and had already started getting intimate. That was how strong the connection they had was. It kept them together, like they were somehow a part of one another. It made them strangely attracted to the other to the point where, if they ever got separated, they would not be able to truly be at peace without the other. They both had a deep longing for the other, but tried their best to hold it in check. Of course, there were always a few slip ups and there had been times where Sharazon had actually pushed Rose against a tree in senseless passion and almost made love to her there. However, Rose held a nervous fear for that kind of intimacy and that was always what snapped him out of that state of mind.

Rose had always told Sharazon not to let her fear upset him, since it actually wasn't his fault at all. She was a virgin after all and so was he. The thought of taking the last step of intimacy was a scary thing. Both of them did desire it quite a bit, but her fear held them back. Also, Sharazon's fear of hurting her during their passion rose high when her fear peaked inside of her heart. He wanted their first time to be as perfect as it could be and he wasn't sure exactly when that perfect time would come up. Rose kept telling him that they'd both know when the time was right. However, sometimes passion could blind and make one see what isn't truly there quite yet.

As Sharazon pondered over these things, Rose smirked, taking the time to teleport down behind him to nibble at his neck some more. However, she was caught off guard this time. The dragonoid turned swiftly as she landed and grabbed her by the waist, kissing her hungrily and nipping her bottom lip.

Rose reached up and stroked his face tenderly, running her fangs over his tongue and lips, then sucked on his tongue. He had always known just the right ways to please her and she was learning quickly when it came to what he liked and what he didn't. Strange as it was, Sharazon found pleasure in pain. That was apparent on their second day of knowing one another. They started to grind each other rather passionately and she had bitten down into his neck rather deeply. He had bled throughout the entire time, right up until he almost made love to her. It had increased their passion quite a bit. He had also taken a liking to her claws digging into his flesh, especially his back. The dragonoid would probably have had countless scars just because of their rough passion if Rose didn't have healing magic.

"I caught you," Sharazon said in a half whisper, grinning from ear to ear.

Rose felt that familiar pulse for passion again. The way he spoke like that always did that to her. She smiled at him, admiring his adorable, boyish grin. She sighed and gnawed at his shoulder fondly. "You know what that tone does to me, Zon..." she purred between nibbles.

Sharazon smiled, closing his eyes to enjoy her tiny bites as he ran his hands down her body slowly. He liked her calling him by that nickname. It was a strange thing indeed, but...there was something special about it to him. It was her special way to address him, ever since the first time she had half sighed it during their grinding. He didn't respond to her comment about his voice. It gave him a sense of satisfaction that he could strike desire into her so easily. Of course, it was the same with him. He kissed her again deeply, running his tongue over her full lips and fangs, giving himself a delightful shiver.

Rose giggled within the kiss. It always tickled for him to do such things with that tongue of his. She bit at his lower lip once more before laying her hands upon his shoulders and pushing him off of her a little. He had her pinned to the tree by now. "We should get to town before nightfall, love."

Sharazon smiled a little, growling his protest and nipping at her neck playfully.

Rose arched herself against him as his teeth grazed her flesh, purring in a sense of euphoric bliss. 'Zon...' she groaned as he bit harder, holding her hands above her head.

Sharazon grinned at Rose, adoring her every sound. He had always loved her voice, and to know that he could cause her to make such sounds just by doing such simple things was extraordinary to him. He loved her with every fiber of his being. He brushed his lips teasingly against her own, watching her every movement as she tried to catch a kiss. He smiled and eventually gave her what she pursued.

It never ceased to amaze him during their intimacy that Rose could be so incredibly passive. He never would have guessed, really, since she seemed like such a tough person. Of course, he soon learned that that was only the exterior. Her interior was soft, innocent, and beautiful. Her emotions tended to be very passionate and strong.

Rose's breath was coming out ragged by the time Sharazon pulled back to study her flushed face. She looked at him with fire in her crimson eyes, telling him that she was very much in need of intimate attention.

A chuckle came to the drow's lips and he pulled away from her slowly, letting his scent linger as she breathed in. "You're right. We should get to the village before nightfall," he said teasingly.

A low growl rolled out from within the dragoness' throat as she looked at him dangerously. "The village can wait until you're hungry," she said in a low, seductive voice before pouncing on him.

Sharazon tumbled to the ground with Rose on top of him. He chuckled again with the same kind of dangerous smile. "So what will you have us do then? Lie out here in the cold?"

Rose leaned in and kissed him tenderly, nibbling at his lip thoughtfully. "Well, you're the one who decided to sprout the desire within my loins."

Sharazon blushed slightly and smiled sheepishly. "I didn't mean to go too far with it, though. Sorry."

Rose smiled down at him slyly. "Well, we'll just have to fix it, now won't we?"

Sharazon breathed in deep, wondering what the night would hold for them this time. He sat himself up and kissed the dragoness deeply, running his teeth against her lips and entwining his tongue with hers. He ran his hand down her back while she situated her wings to come around them. He nibbled at her shoulders as his hands reached her hips and directed her movements as he usually would.

Rose let out a sigh and began to move against him in their normal, steady rhythm. This was usually as far as they went for some reason, though some nights, she found herself hoping slightly that it will finally be the night they go further than they ever had. Of course, Sharazon always got nervous just as she did and feared doing something wrong. Her nervous gasps always alarmed him at the last minute and then he'd pull out of their embrace in a fit of panic. He was such a sweetheart though, and she wasn't going to push anything. She knew that when it was the right time, it would happen.

Passion began to override both of them as pleasure settled into their lower bodies. Sharazon let out a groan as he pushed himself against Rose and she in turn let out a half broken moan as she met his movements. The dragonoid bit down into her shoulder, her gasp and shudder telling him she enjoyed it.

Rose kissed Sharazon hard, moaning into his mouth. She was panting wildly, growling in pure bliss. She bit at his neck in senseless passion, leaving bloody marks all over one side. Her movements became quite hard as the pleasure continued to eat at her lower regions until it pulsated for more. She arched her back, letting out a half moan as it continued.

Sharazon closed his eyes and moaned softly as Rose nipped at his flesh. He felt beads of warm liquid form and run down his neck, tickling him slightly. He kissed Rose again as her speed picked up. He met her with quick, hard pushes against her most sacred of places. A place he had only glanced upon once before.

Rose lost her voice half way through a moan. She exhaled shakily, begging for quick, hard movements against her tender flesh. Sharazon could hear her thoughts anyway and she knew he would oblige.

The dragonoid smiled as he admired Rose's features, hearing her pleads. He obliged without a thought, moaning loudly himself as Rose cried out in orgiastic bliss. His lids lulled heavily and he kissed the dragoness sitting against his own sensitive part. He felt her legs quiver against his thighs, telling him that she had just had her own release. He stroked her black tresses tenderly as he continued to move against her until he too reached his own peak. He moaned, shuddering against the lovely woman's flesh, biting into her shoulder and giving her thighs a squeeze as he rode out his own release. He heard Rose moan slightly as he bit her and smiled while he tried to catch his breath.

Rose looked up at Sharazon through half lidded eyes, still desiring his touch quite badly as he rested his head against her now bleeding shoulder, panting. They were both damp with perspiration from the passion and movements. Their skin gleamed in the coming moonlight and she smiled. Sharazon looked so...handsome in the moonlight. His hair gleamed with a sort of sparkle in it and she liked the way his skin seemed to glow. Her mind was still fuzzy from the pleasure. However, she could still feel the desire from within her and she wondered now if tonight really would be that final night. Still, the thought made her nervous and she took in a shaky breath before she kissed Sharazon tenderly, resting her palm against his cheek.

Sharazon felt light-headed from everything that the both of them felt. The pulse of desire that had come on that second day had come to visit him once more. On top of that, he could feel Rose's desire for his embrace and both of their pleasures at the same time slowly subsiding. It was all so much to take in, it was like his head had just exploded. He closed his eyes as she kissed him and let his hands run down her back again, wondering slightly if this was that perfect night they had been waiting for.

The dragonoid groaned softly as the pulse intensified with Rose being so close to him and, by instinct of course, rolled her over. He stared into her beautiful, passionate eyes for a moment, which were clouded with her desire for him. He stroked her cheek in wonder, kissing her again as he let his hands roam down to the familiar hem of her dress. He was partly shaking, but the desire was even stronger than it ever was and he was nearly only half conscious by the extreme high it was giving him. He let out a shaky breath before pulling it up, then Rose took his hands and sat up. He instantly thought he had done something wrong and bit his lip in his boyish innocence. "I...I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

Rose hushed him, kissing him softly and nipping gently at his bottom lip. "No, love..." she whispered to him. "I don't want it to happen while we're fully clothed...That's all." The dragoness looked at him as calmly as she could. Of course she was nervous, but she truly wanted this. She thought she may be ready this time as she untied the thread that held Sharazon's tunic together. "I want to feel every part of your flesh against me. I want to do it right."

Sharazon blushed slightly and a small smile grazed his lips. He fiddled with the ties of his pants as she worked on his tunic and he was soon out of his clothes, boots and all. He couldn't help but blush a little as her eyes roamed his well built figure. They had never seen each other completely in the nude before and he found it...odd, for lack of a better word, to have someone actually taking in every curve and crevice. He supposed he felt flattered about it all, though it was still quite new to him.

Rose couldn't keep her eyes off of Sharazon at all after his clothing was peeled away. He was one of the most attractive creatures she had ever come across and she couldn't help but admire him. Her voice was caught in her throat and all she could do was walk over to him and run her hands down his body, her dress or hair brushing against him softly as she did so. It made him shudder and close his eyes as she roved over him in silent awe. Finally, she stopped in front of Sharazon and kissed him, winding her arms around his neck, allowing her hands to tangle in his silken hair. She folded her wings back so he wouldn't have too much trouble with her own clothing as well.

Sharazon roamed her back until he found the buttons to her dress and started unbuttoning them slowly while they kissed. He was in awe just by the fact that she thought he was so...well, she didn't even put it into words in her own mind, so he assumed that she was left speechless by his own body. He recalled seeing her naked that second day as well as he brought the dress down over Rose's body, caressing her flesh as he did so. He had only seen her back and now, he'd get to see her front. The thought both scared and excited him beyond belief. She was gorgeous enough with clothes on, after all.

Rose blushed from his many thoughts as she busied herself with biting at his neck and shoulders. She still didn't think she was really quite that attractive. He seemed to think so highly of her and she never really completely understood why, but it was flattering nonetheless. However, her body held so many scars and since she was uncomfortable with herself, she was nervous about his eyes roaming her naked flesh. She was starting to feel the need to cover herself, but that wouldn't be fair after she had taken in such a graceful view of Sharazon's body. She let out a shaky sigh and closed her eyes as she felt her dress fall to her feet. She kicked off her shoes and stood bare in front of him, her arms half covering what they could.

Sharazon pulled back slowly to gaze upon the woman he had come to love so deeply in the few months they'd come to know each other. She looked into his eyes, looking uncertain and somewhat ashamed. He could see the scars that covered her body in places that were unseen when clothed, but that hardly mattered. She was beautiful; simply breathtaking. That was all that mattered. He didn't even have the will power to take his eyes off of her for a mere second. He walked over to her again, taking her hands in his own with a handsome smile. "You have nothing to be ashamed about. You're beautiful in every way...Just...just breathtaking," he whispered in her ear, gingerly stroking her cheek tenderly before kissing her parted lips, nibbling a little.

Rose blushed darkly, nibbling at his shoulder thoughtfully when he pulled back from the kiss. He pulled her tightly to his body and she loved the feel of his flesh against her. The pulse was getting stronger with every second they could feel every part of themselves against the other. The dragoness couldn't have imagined before now, how wonderful it would feel to be so close to someone in such an intimate way. She sighed in contentment, her thoughts wandering back to what would happen next. She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. She could go through with this...She was ready, she knew she was.

Sharazon took in a deep breath before finally pulling back and looking at Rose again. She was getting nervous and he bit his lip thoughtfully, chewing slightly. Was this really the right time, or was passion blinding him again? Was he hallucinating when he thought she pulled them both up, telling him that she wanted to feel his flesh against hers when they finally made love? Had he imagined that? Gods, what was he thinking? He shook his head, trying to rid himself of the passion clouding his thoughts, looking about for his clothing.

Rose looked at him curiously as he began to pull away. "...What..what's wrong?"

Sharazon looked at the dragoness for a moment, again getting entranced by her beauty. He shook his head. "I-I'm sorry...I thought that you said...but, you're not...I mean..." He closed his eyes. Why couldn't he get his thoughts out right?

Rose took his hands in hers, hushing him once more. "You're not hallucinating...I really want to. Really, I-I'm just a little nervous." She kissed his knuckles tenderly and pulled him back to her. "I'm throbbing for you, Zon..." Her eyes became heavy lidded all of a sudden and she kissed him deeply.

Sharazon felt himself grow with desire as she said that and he let himself get lost in the kiss before laying her down on the grass. Hell, he was nervous himself, but they both wanted the other to the point where it was unbearable. He brushed Rose's damp bangs out of her eyes and stroked her face lovingly, smiling a gentle kind of smile. He wanted to assure her that he would try his best not to hurt her. More than anything, he wanted this to be enjoyable.

Rose smiled back and closed her eyes, trying not the hyper-ventilate with the nervousness she felt. She wanted to keep as much of it buried as possible because she knew it often overwhelmed Sharazon to the point where he didn't want to risk doing something wrong. She parted her thighs slowly, awaiting his heat against her. She could do this, she wanted to.

Sharazon eased himself down on top of her and felt her arch slightly at the feeling of his hardness against her. They were both hot and throbbing for the other. The dragonoid closed his eyes for a moment to gain his nerve. He had no idea what to expect from this, he just knew he longed for the most intimate embrace Rose could give him. He opened his eyes a moment later and tried to get acquainted with the dragoness' body. Especially that one place he had never really touched. He wanted to be sure he was doing this right.

Rose moaned softly from the feel of Sharazon against her, aching for him to be inside; to fill her like no one had ever accomplished. She could feel his soft touch and it was maddening. She arched her back, possibly startling him slightly. She couldn't help it though, she wanted him so badly it almost hurt.

Sharazon was startled by how much she ached for him. Through her fear, she wanted him so badly, it was driving her crazy. He smiled at that and loomed over her, his feather-soft, silver hair brushing slightly against the soft mounds of flesh that made up most of her chest. He brushed his lips against hers wantonly as he positioned himself against her. His hand ran down her hip slowly and then over the treasure between her legs. He rubbed himself against her and groaned while trying to find the opening that would allow their need to be filled.

Rose let out another shaky breath, moaning against the nape of Sharazon's neck as he rubbed against her. She bit into his flesh, unable to control what she felt and what it drove her to do. She heard him moan before he pushed himself against her again, coming in contact with what he had been looking for. Rose's eyes widened slightly and she lurched forward somewhat, biting her lip and shutting her eyes tightly. She breathed out in a broken manner, trying to withstand the uncomfortable and slightly painful feeling racing through her loins. So, it really did hurt slightly the first time. She could get past that. It wouldn't last forever after all. At least, she didn't think so.

Sharazon bit back a soft moan as he finally entered Rose's tight embrace. Of course, once he felt her distress, he went still with guilt and concern. He looked down at her, biting his lower lip in regret. Had he hurt her that much? Maybe he had done it wrong, or perhaps they really weren't ready for this yet. What had he been thinking? He should have known he'd do something wrong. He was completely new to this and he knew next to nothing about love making, but he was quite sure that it wasn't supposed to cause so much distress. He quickly gained his bearings and began to pull back.

Rose opened her eyes immediately when she felt Sharazon pull back and grabbed onto his shoulders as if for dear life. "No!" she cried out in a slight panic. She had finally faced her fear and the pain had already started to subside when the drow started to leave her. She didn't want him to stop. She looked into his eyes and kissed him softly before stroking his confused face. "No. I-I'm OK, really. I-it just hurt a little. It's supposed to the first time...It's already faded." She looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't stop," she whispered tenderly.

Sharazon could have went into mad passion when she said that, but held himself back strongly. He would never want to hurt her just because he was stupid enough to get out of control. He slid back against her body slowly, moaning at the feel of his lover's tight embrace around him. He wanted this to be absolutely perfect and he hoped with all of his being that Rose could enjoy this just as much, if not more so, as he was.

Rose let out a soft moan and arched her back tenderly against Sharazon's flesh. This...This really felt wonderful. She looked up into the dragonoid's eyes, her mind clouded with how incredibly enjoyable this was. He filled her perfectly and his movements were pure bliss. It was like they were meant for each other, like a key and a lock. She half chuckled at the thought. It was a silly way to compare, but it did make a lot of sense.

Sharazon smiled down at her, pleased that she was enjoying this. He kissed her passionately as he moved within her at a steady rhythm. He moaned in her mouth, running his tongue across her lips tenderly. He held her tightly in his arms, overwhelmed with the wonderful euphoric bliss that took them both over in a sort of drunken state. He had never imagined that such an intimate embrace could be so utterly wonderful. He knew it was a special thing that people who loved one another shared, but he had never dreamed it would be so blissful. It was especially wondrous to be making love to someone so beautiful...Someone he loved more than anything or anyone else. He stretched his hand out in search of her own and entwined his fingers with hers, smiling down at Rose lovingly.

The dragoness had her eyes closed, taking in every fiber of this experience within herself as Sharazon moved within her. She arched her back, moaning from how it felt, reaching up with her legs and wrapping them about his waist. She gave his hand an encouraging squeeze and kissed him. Their breath was becoming ragged again and the pleasure built up like a volcano about to explode from building pressure. Rose tried pushing herself against him to help them along, using her legs around him to lift herself up against him in a shock wave of bliss.

Sharazon kissed her deeply, moaning as she lifted herself against him while he moved in and out. The desperation in their movements increased as they continued, their passion rising to heights they'd never known before. He continued to kiss her, worshipping her being with every thrust. He kissed her neck lovingly between moans and breaths, moving against her harder and faster with each stroke. The pleasure was almost too much for him to handle, not to mention that he could feel Rose's as well as his own and it was sending a flash of colors into his eyes as he went faster. He bit down on her shoulder, drawing blood from her tender flesh.

Rose gasped as she lifted herself against him once more. His movements were sending her into a half conscious state between a blissful high and reality swirling around her head. She barely remembered where she was anymore until droplets of rain began to fall upon them. Soon enough, a torrent of rain fell, joining into the orchestra of their passionate cries. She hardly paid attention to it, but it did feel quite nice along with this wonderful man making love to her. The rain cleansed them of their perspiration and their flesh slid against each other as if they had been melded together once in the past. She bit into his shoulder as he had done so earlier, her fangs piercing his flesh much like they had the first time they had ground against one another. Blood ran down Sharazon's shoulder and mingled with the rain and sweat of their union.

Sharazon groaned against Rose's flesh, hardly caring about the rain. So they'd be a little wet in the morning, no big deal. The only thing that mattered in that moment was how wonderful all of this was. The love of his life was enjoying her very first time with love making, as was he. He listened contentedly to the lovely sounds she made in response to every caress or movement he made against her heavenly body. He was connected to her in a way he never thought was possible with anyone. He adored her as if she was the only other being on the entire world. In fact, in those moments, there was nothing else but him and her, not to mention the lovely rain beating down on their tangled limbs. He smiled and breathed in a broken breath through parted lips before kissing his beloved once more. One final thrust caused him to believe that he had just died from the wonderful feeling of release. He all but collapsed on top of Rose, panting wildly while nibbling at her shoulder again.

Rose arched her back one last time, letting out a loud cry, calling out his name in senseless passion. She breathed against his flesh, tasting the dried crimson that had spilled from the wound her fangs had inflicted that had not mixed with the rain. She was dazed by such wonderful bliss. She kissed Sharazon's neck lovingly, riding out the last of the orgasm that had overwhelmed her body, as she quivered against her lover. Her legs fell from his waist, since she didn't have enough energy to keep them around the drow any longer. She stroked his wet hair as he rested against her shoulder, closing her eyes. Slowly, she caught her breath and pondered about all that had happened between them until she was sure of one thing. Through all of the time they had spent together, they had never voiced how they felt about one another. It had only been shown through physical contact. Perhaps she had been afraid to before, therefore giving Sharazon the impression that he shouldn't voice how he felt either. She smiled and kissed the half elf's brow. "Zon," she said softly.

Sharazon smiled in contentment, his eyes closed as he laid against his lover. His breathing had slowed considerably now and while his right hand was still grasping Rose's hand tightly, his left hand stroked the dragoness' hip lovingly. He had never felt so wonderful in his life. He had never known that being in love would be this joyous. Through his ponderings of how wonderful loving this beautiful woman against his flesh was, he barely heard her call to him. The dragonoid looked at her with a soft smile. He wasn't sure what he could say...He just wondered what was on her mind, since he wasn't paying attention.

Rose smiled at him, running her hands down his back slowly. His wet body was bliss against her flesh. She closed her eyes for a moment, nodding to herself. She was sure now. There were no doubts in her mind after what happened this night. She looked at him again in adoration. "I love you."

Sharazon was caught off guard by that, but it made his smile widen before he kissed her deeply, stroking her face fondly. "I love you too," he said in that oh so familiar half whisper.

Rose sighed happily and cuddled into his body as he rolled off of her and laid beside her. They would definitely have a good night's sleep after such a wonderful and tiring experience...Or at least, what was left of the night.