Thread: On Dragon Wings

This will be a multi-post story I will write over a period of time. It will go over the time that Angelischiel an Angel of Death, was held in captivity by the Dragon Nox. It's a story that came to me recently, and I started to write it. It's going to end up rather long, and yes it will have a lot of sex in it eventually. I hope that those reading will come to enjoy it. Feel free to comment First Post Table of Contents Introduction of the story -Eventually minor character profiles- Second Post The Capture Angelischiel- Death Angel, for the Order of Soul Sorting. Attained the rank of the Black Diamond Teardrop, meaning she is the best of the female Death Angels. Standing at 5'5'' she has a slim but not overly womanly form. Her breasts are on the smaller range, just bigger then a medium B, nowhere near a C. Her frame has a long muscled look to it, kind of similar to that of an Earth Ballerina's. Her hair is a sort of sooty black, black mixed with silverish and gray tones. Her hair falls straight to just behind her knees. It's rather soft when she works on it, and has a sort of healthy shine to it that speaks volumes on her diet. Her eyes are a golden color, that are slanted slightly similar to a cats. Her features are rather plain, but she doesn't seem to care overmuch about that. A sprinkling of freckles passes over her nose and cheeks. A rather light almost beige toned coloration to them. Her skin is a healthy coloration, being a combination of gold and cream with a little bit of pale rose tones. Her wing span is just over sixteen feet, by a few inches. When folded her wingtips managed to just barely touch the ground. Her wings are those of a Death Angel, born to the work. Black as the night they usually fly in, all of the feathers are tipped with a dusty of dark amethyst. So when the light hits her wings right, you actually can notice it's there. Angel, as most of the people she works with calls her, was born to her work. Born on a world stricken with poverty, her parents didn't know what it was they had in their child. She was a quiet child, she never fussed much, and always did her work. Though plain, she obviously was one of the girl children that didn't seem to mind it overmuch. Around the age of eight, her parents decided to give her to the Order of Light. It was an organization in their world, that was dedicated to the saving of those with pure souls. The war was getting worse, and they wanted their daughter to live. She entered the order and learned their magics, learned the mysteries and trained to be part of the Higher Order. Her time passed in their stronghold, and finally she was sent out to try and stop the war. She died in the effort, and Angel was reborn as one of another order. Black wings erupting from her back, and another Death Angel appearing to take her off to train her. She was a quick learner, and did her job well. She spent more time on work, then relationships, and time seemed to pass like there was no real order to anything. She worked her way up the ranks, and is now the best at what she does. Nox - Nox is definitely a puzzling creature right now. Not many know much about him, but the fact that he is a well known ladies man throughout his realm. He never rapes, he just manages to get the women to beg for his attentions. He is a black dragon, that is rather on the more aged side of life. He's not old, he's just spicy. He stands at over seven feet in height, and has a wingspan that is well over twenty feet. No ones gotten close enough to actually measure it. His eyes are a swirling mass of silver and black, and his hair is as dark as the scales of his dragon form. His humanoid form's hair, falls to about his waist. usually bound up in a leather wrap. It has pieces that fall around his features in a rather dashing manner. He has a rather semi-masculine look to him. Having only a scant bit of a feminine cast to his features. He is definitely a looker, when in his human form. In his dragon form he is a large and imposing black dragon, that usually scares the hell out of those looking at him. He has a slim musculature, not overly bulky. He has a kind of look to him, that often gets him classified as a girly sort of man. Usually only one for the ladies, he may stray into buggering a male on occasion. Not that he has even done that in ages. He prefers the females, and the sweet they are... the more delicious it is to break them.