WARNING: This story contains teratophilia and borderline bestiality. So if stories like these make you uncomfortable, please don't read this story to prevent unnecessary conflict. Thank you.
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The feeling of the wind surrounding me, hitting my skin and my clothes, whistling in my ear, and loud noises of wings flapping filled me with that familiar sense of glee and freedom. I cheered as my dragon, Ares, plummets down and follow the downward motion of the cliffs. That same electrical but tickling tingles erupted in my stomach, making me holler and laugh out loud at the thrill of the ride. Ares let out a loud keening sound as he flies upwards just before we hit the ground. Another laugh escaped me as I held onto the saddle to avoid being thrown over. As soon as we were back in the sky, he continued his calm gliding.
"That was fun!" I breathed, hugging his back. While most dragons are covered with hard scales, Ares is covered with leathery spikes that are fur-like in structure. But underneath it are the common dragon scales. His black and red color glinted a bit in the sunlight.
After a few more hours of flying and gliding, we finally decided to go back home. We landed on the clearing near my house, the sheeps and cattles immediately scurrying away at his approach.
My mother is waiting for me at the edge of the clearing with a disapproving gaze. Ares let out a low rumble, sensing the tension. I patted him as I dismounted. "I'm ok, bud. Thanks for the amazing flight." I told him before approaching my mother.
"Mother." I greeted her.
"Just because you have a dragon means you can just go off and leave when something doesn't go your way." Was her greeting.
I sighed. "I don't want to marry. I've expressed that since I was ten and three. Instead of respecting it, you and father opted to announce to the whole village that I am available to be pursued. I will not apologize for being upset at your blatant betrayal. Riding off on Ares is the nicest reaction you'll get from me."
"Tis blasphemy to not marry. What will the people think? Do you even consider what it will do to our reputation? How it will affect our family? Tis a lady's obligation to marry, carry children and raise them." Mother nagged as I sighed and walked away. Unfortunately, she followed me.
"Tis society's fault why I refuse marry, mother. I refuse to be subjected to unfair, single-minded, and patriarchal rules of society. You, and the rest of the women here, are enabling it. I don't expect you to see reason but you do not have the right to force me to do something I don't want to do." I left her there but she kept following me, trying to convince me to do as she said.
As soon as I entered our house, father was there, ready to back my mother up in their ideals. I sighed and immediately went back to the clearing for Ares. They called out to me, trying to follow me but I was faster.
Ares perked up as soon as he saw me approached and lowered his body down so I can mount him.
"Running away won't change your fate, Leera! You will marry whether you want to or not!" My father bellowed as Ares and I took flight.
I directed him far away. We passed by several dragons with dragon riders as we flew away.
A loud, semi high-pitched screech sounded behind us and I saw Raecar, a sky blue dragon approaching us. I smiled as it stopped beside Ares.
"Flying away again?" Anys, my only friend and Raecar's rider, asked me with a knowing smile.
"Might be for good this time." I replied.
"Where to?" She asked.
"To the wildlings." I told her and together, we flew towards the land.
It was sunset when we landed and the dragons immediately flew off to hunt.
"What's the problem this time?" She asked as we took a walk along the shoreline.
"My family is forcing me to marry despite making it clear since I was thirteen that I don't want to. It started off as casual convincing but now, they have publicized to the whole village that I am available for marriage and that anyone can pursue me. I felt betrayed, disrespected, at the same time, objectified. I feel like cattle being shown off at the auction and sold off to the highest bidder." I expressed it to her.
"I understand the betrayal part. I'm still having trouble understanding your refusal to marry. It is essential for us, to marry, to have a family. Tis the way of life." She told me, our hairs dancing in the wind.
"I have many reasons. Mainly, I haven't found a man suitable for me and I doubt I'll ever find one. Another is that I don't want to be forced to do something I don't want, much less be with someone I don't want to be with and forced to do the obligations and expectations attached to it. And mostly, if I ever marry, I want it to be for love, not of obligation, not of politics, not of following the norm, and not of doing so out of necessity. I want it to be a choice." My words were carried in the wind as the sunset bathes us in its beautiful colors.
"That would be nice indeed. Though very rarely it happens." Anys replied wistfully with a faraway look in her eyes.
"I know. Thus, I will not be marrying until I find a worthy man that I can be with." I told her, mirroring her faraway look.
Our dragons then returned. Ares, as usual, had dropped a burnt carcass in front of me and nudged it towards me. I went to hold him, touching my forehead on his snout while caressing him.
"Thank you." I told him and he replied with a gentle rumble.
"Is that a burnt deer?" Anys asked.
I looked at it and yes, it was. "Care to join me for dinner? I can't eat this all by myself." I told her, gesturing to the carcass.
"Your dragon shares its food with you?" She asked in surprise.
"Yes, don't yours?" I asked as I hauled it away from the shoreline. Anys helped me.
"No. They're pretty possessive with their food." She said.
"Really? Ares has never been that way to me. He always brings me something from his hunt." I told her.
