Dovahkiin, Dovahkiin(Dragonborn, Dragonborn)
Dovahkiin, fah hin kogaan mu draal! (Dragonborn, for your blessing we pray)
'What the fuck? I know I fell asleep to Skyrim, but why the hell is the intro so loud?'
Perzys ānogār!(Fire And Blood!)
Perzys ānogār!(Fire And Blood!)
'And now I'm hearing…wait, is that fucking Valyrian? I knew I shouldn't have eaten those edibles while playing games.'
"Do not fear, my child. You may be placed in a new world, but with this new life, you shall live it as you desire like the dragons of old."
'And now I have a super deep voice talking to me about being in a new world. That's it. I'm never going to eat edibles while gaming ever aga-!'
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'That…was a wacky dream,' I thought with a slow blink of my eyes as I shook my head before I stared at the blazing pyre around me.
My bleary mind could barely care for what little heat I could feel from the flames as I raised my head and looked confusedly at the inferno around me.
Trying to push off the ground with my hands, I blinked in confusion as I could only crouch before my mind finally snapped to attention as I realized how low I was to the ground.
'…I swear to whatever god is out there and listening right now. If I've just been placed in another universe as a baby, I'm cursing out every single person I meet,' I thought as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, nodding my head for a three count before I slowly opened them and looked at the ground.
Instead of a pair of chubby hands and arms with a tanned complexion and a small amount of hair, I instead stared at a pair of leathery wings for arms covered in thin scarlet scales and an underbelly.
Looking further down, I caught sight of a pair of draconic legs covered in deep black scales with streaks of vivid scarlet red and black claws.
'…Well, isn't that nice?', I thought with a blink of my eyes, slowly turning my head and focusing on the tail swaying on the ground behind me covered in the same black scales before my head snapped back to the front as I heard a noise in front of me.
"Who you?", I was expecting a deep or even a soft gravelly voice from the small green scaled dragon in front of me, but the high-pitched voice made me blink before I shrugged.
"Know…not. You…who?", I frowned as I responded, realizing how hard it was to communicate through growls and snarls, but I guess the meaning came across as the small dragon just gave a slow blink and shook its head before looking behind me.
'How the hell did I miss you?', I thought in bewilderment as I stared at the dragon covered in cream scales apart from his horns, wing-bones and spinal crest that were covered in golden ones.
"You family?", It asked and I just shrugged and nodded in agreement, the green-scaled dragon nodding along as the cream-scaled dragon just crawled closer to us two while my mind ran a mile a minute.
I might be slow and I might be a bit forgetful, but I'm like 99% sure that I know these dragons.
That was because the universe they were from were from one of the few book franchises that I've fully read to the latest/ last book along with Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson, J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter and Tolkien's LOTR.
'The green one is Rhaegal and the cream one is Viserion. That means that I'm…Drogon. …Well, it looks like I'm not going to be killing myself after all,' I thought with a sense of giddiness and while I couldn't smile since I've already tried to smirk, I instead settled for the happy tail wag before our heads turn in unison to my right.
"Um, hello."
'…Well, I guess I know in which universe I'm in,' I thought with wide eyes as I stared at the bald beauty standing just a few paces away, Daenerys Targaryen looking more like a young Emilia Clarke the TV series than the teenager she was in the books.
With pale skin, violet eyes like amethysts and her slender naked body in full display, she looked more like a goddess than a human and yet, despite all of that, I didn't feel a single drop of lust for her.
Yeah, there was a slight sense of fondness which I know the other two with me felt as they crawled over to her, but other than that, her nudity didn't do a single thing for me.
On one hand, I was slightly disappointed because that was the one true confirmation I need to know that I didn't feel any form of lust for humans.
However, on the other hand, there was the massive relief for the fact that I did not feel lust for my human mom as a dragon, since I didn't want to deal with dragon puberty with how affectionate she was to her dragons in both the TV series and the books.
I've read the One-Fic-That-Shall-Not-Be-Named and in no way do I want to go through or do what the self insert protagonist of that story went through, especially the 'becoming a human again' trope that made the story boring.
'Having to read about him using his tail as a dildo for his mother when he's barely a day old…yeah, as much as I love depraved erotica, that was too much even for me.'
"Is everything okay?", I was snapped out from my disgusted monologue and thoughts to see Daenerys/ Mom looking at me in concern, both Rhaegal and Viserion already seated in her lap as they looked just as confused as she did.
I just didn't say anything as I crawled across the ground, stumbling a bit and making her giggle as I wiggled my way onto her lap before she gave a gasp of surprise as I clawed past my two siblings and up her upper body.
'Yep, if I'm going to be Drogon, then I'm going to be the top dog Drogon… or top dragon in my guess,' I thought with a nod as I made myself comfortable on her right shoulder, my tail curled around her neck and my wings/ arms tucked in as we looked at each other.
"You're a rather dominant one, aren't you?" She spoke with a slight smile, to which I left out a huff and nearly fell over in surprise as a puff of smoke came from my lips.
Thankful for the fact that I couldn't blush as she burst out into giggles at that and I just hid my face in my wings as she rubbed the top of my head with a finger while nuzzling me.
'Man, she does smell nice,' While there was the overwhelming stench of smoke and charcoal in the air, I was still able to smell the scent of something sweet coming off of her, my body relaxing as I smelt it before I blinked as the flames began to die down.
Daenerys on the other hand didn't look even bothered about the flames dying down, instead focusing more on stroking the backs of Viserion and Rhaegal and turning them into mewling kittens as I rolled my eyes with a shake of my head.
Wimps.
"Khaleesi! Is everything okay?", I looked back up as I heard a voice shouting from outside the flames, waiting until they died enough for me to see a large middle-aged man with a coarse beard and a head of hair that was slowly going bald.
'Man, the times he tried to sleep with her in the books are so much more fucked up than before,' I thought with a frown as I stared directly at the knight, not even caring for the rustles and the slight trembling that came from Daenerys standing up before I turned my head when I noticed her staring at me.
'…Huh? Oh, you want me to flex? Okay, now that I can do,' I thought with a burst of joy in my chest as I turned just as the others began bowing down, spreading my wings as wide as I could before I opened my mouth and let out the loudest and most deafening roar that my manly draconic chest could.
Did it sound like a kitten squealing? Yes.
Did I care? Not one single bit.
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Life as a dragon on the first few days was…weird to say the least.
Reaching out with arms that weren't there and taking steps with far too short legs only led to falling head first into the ground and laughter from the humans as they watched me struggle to walk.
There's not mentioning that I could feel my mind itself adjusting more and more to that of a dragon, who were still quite intelligent but were more closer to their animalistic side than a human was.
My brothers on the other hand had gotten used to their bodies after the first day and didn't waste a single moment to flaunt how much better they were than me as they followed Mom around wherever she went while I struggled behind.
When it came to flying however, that was where I shined. Unlike the two of them who were scared of being more than a few feet in the air without her carrying them, I had taken to diving off of her shoulders, arms and head until I finally managed to force my wings to be able to carry myself.
Was it painful to land in piles of sand on my face for the entire day? Oh, most definitely.
Was it worth it with the jealous stares of my siblings as I could now float up to the shoulders of my amused mother with ease? One hundred percent.
"Eat," I blinked as Mom said that and knocked me out of my daydream, looking down at the three pieces of raw flesh placed in front of myself and my siblings, to which I just looked at her before slowly looking at the flesh in front of me.
'…Do you actually expect me to eat this?', I thought with a raised eyebrow as I looked at my siblings, letting out a sigh as I watched the two of them gorge themselves on their pieces before I snorted as they threw up the pieces with disgusted screeches.
"Is…is it not okay?", I turned back to Mom as she asked this, seeing her concerned look before I frowned as I looked at the piece of flesh.
Taking a deep breath, I reared my head back as I focused on the searing heat that burned in my chest.
'I am Fire Incarnate. I am the Flame. I am Fire and Blood!', I roared as I opened my maw and breathe out the most intense heat that I've ever breathe in both lives…only to choke on black smoke and nearly suffocated myself if not for the fact that I let out a hacking cough to get rid of it.
"What that?", Rhaegal growled with a confused look as I laid on the ground, to which I just huffed and gave the equivalent of a dragon shrug as I stood back up.
"Oh, cooked! Jorah! Is there a fire ready?!"
"Uh, yes, khaleesi," Jorah answered off to the side and I blinked as Mom quickly picked us up along with our pieces of meat, to which I just leapt out of her arms and landed on her shoulders.
Watching as she skewered all three slabs of meat along with a few more pieces, I could feel my mouth watering and my hunger growing as she stabbed the skewer into the ground and let it hang above the flames.
"Okay. This should be good to eat," Mom said as she took the skewer out of the flames and placed it on the ground in front of my siblings, to which I just grinned as I waited for Rhaegal and Viserion to eat their fills before I leapt down from her shoulder.
A few flaps of my wings knocked my siblings away and as they stood up to try and growl at me, both of them stopped growling as I looked up and growled back with the most ominous glare that I could muster.
Letting out a huff as I watched them lying back down, I snorted as I took the first bite from the meat and almost moaned in bliss with how delicious it tasted.
Take the best prime cut of a Kobe beef Wagyu from a cow that was given the best grain and grass to eat, times the flavour of that cut by a hundred and it would still not even be a percent of how delicious this meat was.
Gorging myself on the cooked horse meat as I ate more of it, I just lazily swiped my wings at my siblings as they tried to get closer, making them yelp as they backed off and I finished the last of it.
"You should share, Drogon. Your brothers need to eat just as much as you do," Mom spoke with a frown before letting out a sigh as I looked at her and sat back down, but I frowned slightly at her words as I looked at my siblings.
Unlike my scent, which was a mixture of burnt wood, smoke and blood, theirs had with hints of cinnamon(for Viserion) and mint(for Rhaegal).
That's not even mentioning that their scents were a bit fainted compared to mine and had tinges of honey in it just like how Mother's scent does.
'I have a theory, but only one way could prove this,' I thought as I gave a mental nod and stood up from my lazy posture, crawling over to Rhaegal in a slow yet calm pace.
As soon as he saw me coming, he looked a bit scared as he turned to face me, spreading his wings wide and standing as tall as he could before letting out a deep growl.
However, he froze as I let out my own, standing up to my full height and spreading my own wings to reveal myself just a third bigger than he was.
As soon as he pulled his wings back and stopped growling, a draconic smirk appeared on my lips as I smelt his mint and honey scent growing stronger, looking over to Viserion to smell the same thing happening with him as he couldn't bring himself to look into my eyes.
'I guess that's my answer then,' I thought as I pulled my wings back whilst looking at my sisters, watching the two of them looking at the ground before Rhaegal let out a panicked screech as I bumped her with my forehead.
"Fun," I growled, letting out a joyful screech as she just glared at me before letting out a screech and flapping her wings in indignation.
"…Should I be worried?", I heard Mom ask and turned to see her sitting next to Jorah with a concerned look, to which Jorah chuckled as he shook his head.
"It appears that they were not actually fighting, but settling on who the leader's going to be."
"With how hard-headed he is, I'm surprised Drogon wasn't made leader on the first day," Mom muttered and I let out a growl at that, making her giggle before I flapped my left wing and slapped Viserion in the face just as she gave a screech at that.
Quickly flapping my wings, I flew away from Rhaegal and Viserion as they growled and ran after me, landing on Mom's shoulder with a smug grin as the two of them settled for growling and glaring at me whilst sitting on her lap.
"I swear you are worse than a child," She said as she looked at me, to which I just huffed and blew out a whiff of smoke that made Jorah smirk as Mom shook her head.
Oh, you haven't seen anything yet, Mom.
A/N: New story to join the schedule This story came to be after the aforementioned Story-That-Shall-Not-Be-Named and I wanted to do another monster one but in a universe where it would be the dominant species.
For those wondering, hah, the story name is A Mf-ing Dragon. Yeah, just…just read it.
It's a degenerate one and it's good up until he transforms into a human and then…yeah~ Let's keep it at that.
Anyway, yes, I changed Rhaegal and Viserion's gender because I needed love interests that weren't…human and this is what I decided on.
Will they be the only ones? Heh, we'll have to wait and see...Seriously, though, I don't think there will be but I think there will be other monstrous ones.
Another thing I want to add is this story will be a mixture of the books and the TV series with the TV series being more prominent and the books showing now and again with storyline, character designs, new characters, etc.
As always, read, enjoy, review and until the next one…
Ba-Bye~!