Monster March: Noboru the Dragon

Female Reader x Male Monster

You had taken to wandering even when you were small. It had become  such an issue that your mother wouldn’t take you to go shopping with her  anymore, you had gotten lost in the grocery store or mall one too many  times. It had only proceeded to have gotten worse when your family moved  to the country.

Your grandfather had gotten very sick so your  parents decided to move closer to him to help your grandmother take care  of him. You bought a big house that was old and needed a lot of work  done so it was constantly one project after another. As such, you spent a  lot of time outside. You explored the surrounding woods and fields. You  ran along the creek bed and found where it disappeared under a cliff  side.

Your mother insisted that, if you were going to wander  around so much all day, you needed to take a pack with you. So every day  she prepared you a backpack full of snacks, food, water, as well as a  phone and solar charger for you just in case. There was also a first aid  kit and an emergency pack in case you ever got lost you wouldn’t freeze  to death or worse. You never got lost though, you always found your way  back. You called it your internal compass.

One day while you  were out and about, hiking along the creek, you came across a new path.  It opened up from the bushes and behind a fallen tree. After crossing  over to it, you wandered up a hill and it twisted around until it ended  suddenly at a dead end. Then there sat a small shrine. It had fallen  into disrepair and was in shambles, but it was very obvious what it was.

You  took your pack off and went to it. It looked old, obviously, and left  unattended to for possibly decades, maybe even a century. You dust it  off, clearing away the debris and vines that had grown all over it. You  replace the statues that had once sat inside and fallen out. You have no  idea what the shrine had once been for. Maybe a god? Maybe for the  dead? You couldn’t tell, you had never seen one like it before. It was  quite big too for something hidden in the middle of the woods.

“It’s  been a long time,” you say. You take out one of your snacks and lay it  as an offering on the shrine. “I don’t know if anyone is here now but-”  you bow your head, saying a small prayer. You made a mental note,  locking the position in on your internal compass. You then made a list  in your head of things needed to repair the shrine. You would come back  tomorrow and attempt to fix it.

The next day you return, cleaning  the shrine first off. After it dried you set to painting it. You also  set out a few candles, small electric ones. It wasn’t exactly  traditional, but if you left then one they wouldn’t burn down the woods.

After  working for so long you sit down to eat, placing another snack as an  offering. The snack from yesterday was gone, but you just figured  raccoons or something took it.

“Considering your near the creek,  perhaps you’re here to protect from flooding?” You say to the shrine.  Whatever had been painted on the shrine before had long since chipped  away and faded. Now the new paint shone brilliantly.

“Maybe, if  this had once been a river, you’d be for the god of it,” you say between  bites of your meal. “I should ask Grandpa, he may know.” You stand up,  dusting yourself off. “I have to go now.” You bow your head again and  pray quickly. “I’ll be back tomorrow. I still have some work to do.” You  scamper off again.

When you get home you go to your grandfather’s  room and tell him about the shrine. “I don’t know if it’s anything or  not,” you explain to him. “But I thought you might know.”

He  thinks for a moment then chuckles. “When I was younger the small creek  had once been a hefty river. It flooded often and it was a great  problem. They built a dam further north to combat this. The river shrunk  to what it is now. I was so small then, barely five. I’m not surprised  there are things in the woods the people have forgotten.”

“What was the river called before?” You ask.

“Like I said, I was so young back then. I’m not sure I can remember.” He shrugs.

“It’s ok,” you smile. “If you do remember, let me know.”

The  next day you visit the local library. You scroll through endless  backlogs of old newspapers, hoping to find some news on the old river.  Your grandfather said he had been very young when the dam was built, so  you searched around that time in the old records. It takes you longer  than you expect, but you finally find it.

“The Noboru Dam project,” you murmur. After a little more research you go into the woods and back to the shrine.

“Sorry,  I’m a little late today.” You take out the gold paint in your bag and  start painting on the side of the shrine. “I think I found you,” you  write Noboru on the side, trying to remember your calligraphy lessons  from ages ago. “I hope this is right.” You set another snack on the  shrine. Every time you’ve come and left one, it’s gone the next day.

You  look up at the sky and then back at the shrine. “I hope this helps in  some way.” You bow, praying again. “I can’t stay long today. I’m afraid I  spent too much time trying to find you. But I’ll come back, I promise!”  You make your way home but as you come to the creek you notice it seems  to have risen some from. It’s starting to flow over the bank.

That  night you have a strange dream. You’re standing on the bank of a river  and as you look into a water you see something long and golden beneath  the surface. It starts to rise up out of the water and it coils as it  goes into the sky. It shivers and sends water cascading down all around  you. It comes back down, it’s massive head nuzzling to your cheek. They  feel soft and a little cool. Pulling back you look into their large  green eyes.

“Noboru?” You whisper to the dragon.

You wake up  with a start, sitting up directly in bed and gasping for breath. You  look around, feeling as if Noboru had really been there. You jump up out  of bed, startling your mom and grandmother as you race through the  kitchen and run outside.

You notice damp footprints on the porch  and a grin spreads across your face. It’s windy outside, and thick, dark  storm clouds are forming over the horizon.

“Young lady!” You mother snaps. “Come inside right now, it’s supposed to storm all day today. So no wandering for you!”

You  leave anyways though. You make an excuse, saying you needed to meet a  friend at the store or library. It was something, you should probably  try to remember your fibs. This just took precedence. You leave just  before it starts raining. As you reach the creek you see it’s already  risen far beyond the bank. You leap across it and head up to the shrine.  Once there, you see the golden dragon coiled around it, his head  resting on his claws. His eyes open and he lifts his head as you  approach.

“You came,” he murmurs.

You break into a huge  smile and rush towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck. You  nuzzle into his soft, cool fur and your hands stroke down his silky  scales covering his back.

“It’s really you!” You exclaim when you  pull back. You’ve only just met him yet it feels like you’ve known him  longer than you’ve known yourself.

He licks your cheek and you giggle. “You returned me,” he replies. “I can never repay that service.”

You rub under his chin. “I think getting to meet you is good enough.”

“My priestess,” he murmurs, “you do not understand the breadth of my gratitude.”

It  starts to rain, first coming down in a soft sprinkle before cascading  out like heavy bullets. Noboru shakes his tail, snapping it through the  air and suddenly the rain stops falling around you. You gaze in awe,  looking through an invisible shield as the storm continues to go on  around you.

Noboru removes the hood from your raincoat and with a  delicate claw her touches your cheek and hair. “My priestess,” he  whispers.

Your take a deep breath, feeling your heart squeeze tight as he gazes at you.

“It  has been a long time,” he murmurs. “My last priestess died too soon.  Then my river nearly ran dry. Had you not found me when you did I would  have vanished completely.” You hold his hand, clutching it to your  cheek. “I owe you my life.”

You chuckle nervously. “You owe me  nothing,” you tell him. “I had no idea what I was doing when I found  this shrine. I simply new was respect was due. I never imagined-” you  shake your head, still in awe of him. “In all my wildest dreams, I never  would have imagined you were still here.”

He leans in, licking  your cheek again. You sigh softly, placing a kiss on his lips. You gasp  softly, feeling as if you had done this before.

“My love,” he murmurs, “you have always found a way to come back to me. It took you far too long this time.”

“Noboru,” you whimper, feeling tears fill your eyes.

“My priestess, my love, my favored,” he whispers. “Wake up now.”

You  blink the tears from your eyes and as you gaze upon Noboru again you  realize how long you’ve truly known him. Through many lives and many  years, you have always come back to this shrine. You’ve always found him  and loved him.

“Forgive me,” you laugh. “I didn’t mean to take so long.”

He kisses you and you wrap your arms around him. “I am just glad you came back to me at all. I will always wait for you.”

“Noboru,”  you whine and cling to him. You kiss him desperately, filling in those  empty years you had both been alone. A desire in you has blossomed.  You’ve spent so long without your love you feel the ache of deprivation  swell.

“Is there something you want?” He murmurs, knowing full well what is coming.

You  step back, stripping off your raincoat. You remove your boots and step  closer to him again, meeting his kiss. “Make me yours again,” you  whisper. “This body may be new but it still belongs to you.”

He chuckles as his claws slip under your shirt, touching bare skin. “Still so soft and warm,” he murmurs.

You  press against him, aching to be touched more. His claws do away with  your remain clothes and his tail lifts you up from the ground. He coils  around you, his scales touching every inch of your bare body. He kisses  you and his tongue trails down your neck and chest. He leans you back,  laying against his long body. His tail slips between your thighs,  rubbing against you. The spines along his back rub against your  sensitive folds and mound.

“Noboru,” you whimper, watching his scales grow slick with your need.

He  nuzzles your cheek as he bounces you on his tail. “I remember what you  enjoyed, my love. I need you to be ready before I back.”

You kiss him, whimpering softly. “I want you inside me,” you gasp.

“In  time,” he lifts you up and drops his tails just enough. He places his  large head between your thighs and moans. “You even smell the same.” His  tongue languishes over you folds, lapping you up and pressing inside.  You whimper, moaning loudly as his tongue explores your depths.

“Noboru,”  you whimper, your body trembling. You grip a hold of his horns as your  thighs begin to shiver. “I’m-” your voice cuts off as his tongue presses  a sensitive spot inside. You cry out, arching your back and squeezing  tight around him.

He laughs as he pulls back. “Taste the same  too,” he licks his chops. “I can barely wait.” He moves, uncoiling and  setting you down on his stomach.

As you catch your breath you see  his cock as risen up, both of them in fact. They’re thick and red. One  bigger around and longer than the other, the second one was thinner but  nothing to be disappointed with. It was also extremely slick, already  oozing precum like a leaky faucet.

“I ache too,” Noboru growls in your ear.

“I  know,” you kiss him as you move into place. You straddle him, placing  yourself over the bigger of the two cocks. You take a deep breath,  slowly easing yourself down onto him. Your breath hitches as he goes  deeper. His thickness stretches you tight, but you remember this  pleasure from many lives ago. As you sit back on his belly you touch the  bulge appearing in your belly.

“I forgot this,” you moan as you  wiggle your hips, grinding him inside you. “I’ll never forget again,”  you moan as you lean your back against him.

His claws coil around  your waist and he slowly starts to move you. He bounces you slow at  first, watching the movement of the bulge in your belly. His second cock  rubs between your cheek, coating you in the slick, sticky precum. You  feel it push for entrance at your pucker, oozing inside you as it opens  you bit by bit. You bite your lip as you feel it press inside, going  deeper with each of Noboru’s bounces. Above you, he growls in pleasure  as both his cocks plant inside you. He snarls and grunts, his movements  become faster and harder.

You squeeze tight around him,  overstuffed and tight, but you welcome the sensation. You gasp and moan,  whimpering to Noboru how much you’ve longed for this moment again. He  nuzzles to your neck, biting your shoulder gently with his sharp teeth.

“My love,” he growls. “It’s been so long, I fear I’ll hurt you.”

You  touch his hands around your waist. “I was made to love you,” you moan.  “You won’t harm me, even if you tried.” You kiss his neck, biting him in  return. “Give me everything, I command it.”

He snarls, bucking  his tail and pushing deep inside. You wail out, your body shivering with  each powerful thrust he delivers. You touch your belly where he moves  inside you. You can feel his ache and his need and you squeeze him to  relieve it.

You pant and shiver, his thrusts slowly sending you  over the edge. Your body is shaken to the core and you wail out in  pleasure. He holds you up as you go limp, his thrusts not stopping until  he has his own. He grunts and snarls, his roars fill the air with  lightning and thunder. The storm swirls and bends the trees.

A  godlike bolt of lightning strikes the earth before you as he releases  inside. The thunder silences your own cries as his cum surges inside  you. He floods your womb and stomach alike. Your belly begins to grow as  he continues to pump inside you.

Heaving and grunting, the storm  begins to subside. The wind dies down and the rain becomes a fine mist.  He lays you against him, kissing you and licking you as you slowly  return to your senses.

“Wonderful as always,” you snuggle up to him as his body coils around you.

“It’s been so long,” he whispers. “I’m afraid I overdid it.”

You touch your belly, biting your lip. “Another life, another child,” you whisper. “Just like old times.”

He kisses you and sighs, a few fat tears rolling down his cheeks.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, wiping them away.

“I  forgot myself,” he whispers. “But I never forgot you. I grew so  terrified I would. I clung to the memory of you so desperately. I held  on as tight as I could but I grew exhausted. The fact you are here right  as I was losing my grip-”

“Hush now,” you coo softly to him. You  press your forehead to his. “Do not speak that way anymore. We’ve  returned to one another, let’s linger in that for a while longer. It  won’t do you any good to keep thinking about the pain. We’re rolling in  the pleasure now, enjoy it. Enjoy it.”

He sniffles and holds you  fast, his coils warm around your bare body. You kiss him and nuzzle to  his cheek. Memories from lives past keep coming back to you in  snapshots. You’ve bore him children before and you feel it will happen  again soon. You’ve tended to his shrine and been his priestess, loving  him and adoring him.

“Must you leave?” He asks.

You sigh. “My family will be worried, especially after that storm.” You smile at him. “Come home with me.”

“What?” he snarls.

You smile at him. “Let’s make the house the new shrine. I’m sure my parents would adore you.”

He growls low at you and shifts, nipping your shoulder. “I would prefer to stay near my river,” he growls. “It’s tradition.”

You  smirk up at him. “Still,” you pet his scales. “A home is nice. I  promise. The temple is gone all that’s left is the shrine. Until we can  rebuild, come home with me.”

He frowns and nuzzles your cheek, sighing in defeat. “Fine,” he growls. “But how will you explain a dragon to your family?”

“I’ll  just say I found you,” you reply. “They’ve dealt with worse things from  me.” You touch his face and smile. “They’ll love you too. I promise.”