Be Somebody

BE SOMEBODY

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Filia Ul Copt had once been a priestess of the Flare Lord. As a priestess, she certainly never had much time to meet males of her own kind, and she certainly never had any physical relationships with them.

Now that she was no longer a priestess, just a modest shop owner, the Golden Dragon often found herself lonely and...frustrated.

It had been decades since she'd even been in the arms of a man, and unfortunately that had been the arms of the namagomi Mazoku, Xellos. Come to think of it, she had never been held romantically by anyone. Ever.

Filia gave a long-suffering sigh and flopped back on her bed.

It never paid to think about the old days. Because she always ended up thinking about him.

It had gotten even worse lately.

She would close her eyes and immediately see long turquoise hair blowing in the wind, and angry amber eyes.

But even though he had been angry...so angry at everything...there had been times she thought he looked at her with another emotion behind those eyes.

It had been a mixture of pity, most likely due to her obvious torment regarding what her ancestors had done to his people...and something else. Desire. Even longing, perhaps?

After all, she had been the first female dragon of any species he had seen in a very long time. At least, who had not been trying to kill him.

Filia fidgeted uncomfortably.

She hated to think he only saw her as desirable because of her race. She hoped maybe it was more. She had truly stripped down in front of him that day, though not physically. She had bared her soul and everything she was in hopes of making it all up to him. In hopes that he would take his anger out on her instead of the entire world. She was willing to be the martyr for her people. All for him. Because he was as alone as she often felt.

And now he was an adult, a pure Ancient Dragon, who she had raised...and she couldn't stop thinking about him.

He vaguely knew about what had happened back then. What he had done, and what had been done to him. But he often said it was like trying to remember a dream, and he assured her that he paid no mind to that past. His only past was the one he knew with her in the little Vace & Mace shop, with Gravos and Jillas acting as his protectors and babysitters when he was young.

He had only recently moved out on his own, staying nearby but wanting to take up a trade of his own. He joked that he would never move to Zephilia or Saillune because 'if she was so worried about his past, he would definitely avoid those places for her.' Filia smiled at the memory. He knew that somehow their “family friends” were involved in his dream-past, but he did not know how. All he knew is that when Lina and Gourry visited, they always drank a lot and became very loud as they ate everything in sight and teased Filia about various things. And when Amelia and Zelgadis visited, which was more rare, it was always a big deal because of their status as the current rulers of Saillune. Unlike the old days when Amelia's father would traipse about without a care, the royal family's security was taken a lot more seriously.

So Val (as they had always called him, his Ancient Dragon name, never making any mention of his Mazoku name, Valgaav) had moved just a few blocks down from Filia, and begun training to be a handy man. He said he did not know exactly what it was he wanted to do, so he would learn to do a lot of different things. He was already well on his way, since he spent most of his life fixing things around Filia's shop and home.

Thinking of him again, Filia again felt the longing she was growing so used to. Except lately, rather than just emotional, it was also becoming...physical.

She felt an all-too-familiar burning start in her nether regions, and hiked up her dress to well above her thighs. She was all alone, Gravos and Jillas were out running errands, and with Val no longer in the house...

She decided to take advantage of her alone time, and finally relieve the pressure that built inside her whenever she thought of her surrogate son.

It's not like they were blood-related, anyway. They weren't even the same species of dragon. Filia let the usual excuses run through her mind, to convince her this was all right.

She lowered her right hand down her body and straight to the source of her frustration. Slipping beneath her panties, she fingered her already wet entrance. Rubbing her swollen clit just a bit more, she placed two fingers inside herself and began rapidly moving them in and out.

“Mmm...Val...” she moaned, picturing that the fingers belonged to him, thin and strong. She moved her left hand up to her breast and began rubbing her left nipple through the fabric of her dress. She could see him in her mind, amber eyes cloudy with lust, his chiseled chest pressing down on her, pulling her to him. She could almost feel the hard warmth of his member against her skin...

“Fil...ia?”

The voice in the doorway of her room broke her concentration immediately. She quickly pulled her hands to her lap and sat up in bed, her face flushed an unbelievable shade of crimson.

“VAL!” She shrieked. “How...what...what are you doing here?!”

The young man standing in the threshold of Filia's room looked stricken.

“I was coming to see you because I knew Jillas and Gravos were out, and I heard my name so I thought you knew I was here...”

He trailed off, a blush rising to his cheeks. The shock seemed to have been replaced by embarrassment.

For her part, Filia looked down in shame. Because seeing him standing there, looking at her like that, somehow fueled her desire even more. It didn't help that he was wearing tight white slacks and a fitted black sleeveless shirt that showed off his slender but well-muscled arms.

Filia straightened out her dress, distractedly. “Well, now that you're here I guess I can make us something for dinn...”

In one flash of motion, the Ancient Dragon was across the room with his lips on Filia's.

As he kissed her, he forced her back down on the bed. Filia's first reaction was shock, then she felt she should stop this before it got out of hand...but then she closed her eyes and returned the kiss.

“I had no idea...” Val was mumbling in her hair, having traded her lips for her cheeks and jawline. “I mean, I always hoped, but I never thought you could possibly feel the same way.”

“What?” Filia moaned out as Val licked at one of her ears. “What do you mean 'feel the same way'?”

Val stopped his ministrations on Filia's ears and looked her straight in the eyes. “You know how I've always told you that my past is like a dream to me? Well, dreams can have a very big impact sometimes. There are little flashes in my memory where I felt something for you besides the love of a son for his mother. In fact, I don't know that I ever truly saw you as a motherly figure. Because there has always been a part of my mind that whispered to me that I wanted you in a different way. I wanted you as a woman.”

After his explanation, he caught her lips in another passionate kiss.

“Val...” Filia moaned out his name as he broke the kiss. Throwing caution to the wind, she ripped his shirt clean off his body, and began working on his pants. For his part, he pulled her dress over her head in one swift motion.

Val wrapped his hand through the side straps of Filia's small pink panties and pulled them away with a rip.

Filia finally worked his pants and his underwear down his hips, and they both lay on her bed naked and extremely aroused.

Filia took in his length and gasped a bit. He was large, but she shouldn't have been too surprised. Underneath the human forms they both chose to live in, they were dragons.

“Do you really think...this is okay?” Filia asked, a slight tremble in her voice. As the older of the two, she knew she shouldn't have to ask him something like that...but before he had been reborn, Valgaav had actually been older than her, and now she somehow felt young and stupid under Val's touch.
“Of course it is,” he reassured her, showing his index and middle finger into her sopping hole. Filia arched her back and gasped in pleasure.

“I need you. I've always needed you.” Filia whispered, then wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him even closer to her.

Val removed his fingers and positioned himself at her entrance. Taking his length in her hand, Filia guided him in.

He was so big, but felt so good filling her up. Filia gave a long low moan as he entered her.

Val wasted no time and begun pumping in and out of the Golden Dragon, whose tail had unceremoniously popped out. He did not even notice anymore.

Filia shoved herself into his pelvis with each thrust, trying to meet him in perfect rhythm. As he leaned over her, she raised her long smooth legs and placed them over his shoulders, giving him as much of her as she possibly could.

Val leaned over her more, practically laying on top of her, with Filia's legs sprawled out behind his head. His long hair fell in his eyes, and his eyes reflected the lust that Filia had always imagined. Filia's arms were spread wildly above her head, and she was ripping her pillow to shreds.

“Val...I'm going to...” she gasped out, but it was already too late. The orgasm hit her hard, and made her see stars. She had already been halfway there when he had walked in.

Moment later, the Ancient Dragon pulsed inside of her and spilled his seed. Again and again he thrust, riding the wave of pleasure until the very last drop had been poured into Filia.

Gasping and panting, Val removed himself and watched as his semen poured from the woman who had raised him, and stained her sheets.

“Filia...” he began, a look of shock suddenly painting his features. “I'm so sorry, I never should have...”

“Shhh,” she said, putting a finger to his lips. “I wanted this, too. Because in that dream past of yours, I wanted you. I wanted you with all my heart, because I wanted to give you the one thing you wanted back then, most of all.”

“And what was that?” Val asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Filia smiled at him, her warmth lighting up the room.

“Love.”