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Mining Booty

For sidecord

By Draconicon

As the helmsman turned the Silumgar towards the far side of the mining belt, Rumiir continued to stare at the holographic maps of the stretch of space ahead. Green blobs spun and turned in the movements of the asteroids, and there were several little blips further on that looked like the other pirates he'd been hunting for a while. The large feral dragon smiled as he leaned forward on his forepaws, chuckling to himself as he imagined how much better those ships would look as explosions.

"Half speed. I don't want them picking up the Silumgar until we're right up on them."

"Yes, captain. Slowing to half speed."

Gloria called out a few orders ahead of him, the horse keeping her part of the bridge under a firm hand. He glanced over to the side, the raptor at weapons twitchy already. He smiled. Victoria would have her day. All she needed was a little patience, and then she could unleash whatever hell that she'd prepared.

It'll be nice to eliminate a couple of rivals in this part of the galaxy.

"Captain."

"Hmm?"

He turned, looking down at the Comms station. Alexsus, the officer in charge, jumped up and saluted, her bosom bouncing with her as she did.

"Sir, we're picking up transmissions from within the asteroid belt. Not our target."

"Really? What kind of transmissions?"

"Mayday and requests for rescue, sir."

"Interesting. Put it through."

With another salute, the rabbit did just that. A holographic display slipped over the map, showing another dragon on the other end. It flickered and jerked, the signal jagged like someone was trying to block it, but the words still came through.

"This is Malsavias, of the...of the mining craft Djinshi. I am under attack by unknown vessels. My mining drones are holding them off for now, but I don't know how much longer they'll last. Please, if anyone is out there, please respond!"

Hmmm...

Rumiir flicked the display away, looking over the holographic display again. He'd only intended to come this far to ambush the other pirates, obliterate them so that they weren't competing with him anymore, but this was a unique opportunity in and of itself. He had rescued others before, after all, so it would follow precedent. More to the point, this Malsavius was running a mining vessel, and those always had something worthwhile in them, even if it was only the crew. The lonely, lonely crew.

"Captain? Orders?"

The blue dragon thought about it for a few more seconds, then nodded to himself.

"Ahead full. Let's blow these bastards to hell."

#

The battle didn't last long. The pirate force was made up of little more than a bunch of fighters and one bigger craft to drag them along. While the smaller craft were a nuisance to target, none of them had the firepower to be a threat to the Silumgar. Those that managed to get onto their transport craft only made themselves a bigger target, as Victoria blew the bigger craft to hell. As it flamed to death, the crew on the bridge cheered.

Mopping up continued for about an hour, with the mayday message down, but not cut off. Alexsus assured him that the source still existed, even though it was no longer transmitting. Rumiir decided that he would allow the other dragon ten minutes after the last of the fighters were destroyed to get in contact with him before hunting him down personally.

It took eight.

"Hello? Uh, um. Is this the very large ship that just saved me?"

He nodded at the screen that came up in front of him. The other dragon, looking more solid now that he wasn't getting his signal blocked, was looking a little more appealing. Something of a narrower muzzle, a couple of horns along the back of his head that would be easy to pin for use...yes, he would be perfect for a little cock toy. The captain chuckled.

"Yes, it is, and I'm the captain. Captain Rumiir."

"Rumiir. Rumiir! Oh, I've, um, I've heard of you."

"I'm sure you have."

The other dragon looked nervous, but Rumiir was used to that. Some of the people out in the galaxy couldn't believe that there was a pirate that fought other pirates, even if there was a good reason for it. He leaned forward on his forepaws, almost sliding out of his chair as he smiled at the image.

You are going to look so good under me, Malsavias. I hope that rump of yours looks as sweet as your face.

The other officers were looking at him, and he knew that they were already taking bets of how long it would take for him to get under the other dragon's tail. He knew that most of them would lose. Maybe Rashii would be closest, considering how the snake knew him better than anyone else, but he doubted that any of the rest of them were going to be near. After all...he was an expert at this.

"We've destroyed your attackers, and are free to offer a dock for you to come aboard. We insist."

Malsavias looked at the screen as if he had just been told that he was giving away his life and fortune forever. He hadn't, of course. Rumiir would only ask for about a third.

"I'll be...right there."

#

The captain was there when the other dragon came aboard, as he had always intended to be. Rumiir sat on his haunches as Malsavias stepped through the docking hatches, the other dragon shaking off the tightness that came from traveling between ships, while the big blue looked over the other feral.

Definitely has a body built for a bottom. He wouldn't have lasted long if the pirates had found his vessel, he thought, looking down to that rather shapely tail and rounded rump. He licked his lips. Not long at all, unless he decided to trade on those assets.

He waved his troops away with his foreleg, and smiled as he sauntered forward, sliding by the smaller dragon and grinding his flank against the other captain. Every move was made to remind the smaller one just who was in charge, who was bigger, who was the more powerful between them. Almost instantly, he felt the other dragon cringe downwards, body already bending in submission, and he smiled to himself. It was going to be all too easy.

"You shouldn't have come out here on your own," Rumiir said. "So many pirates that are looking for easy loot...you're lucky that you haven't had to deal with an attack like this before now."

"My drones are usually enough. They just...came in bigger numbers this time."

"Well, they won't be coming along again."

"And you have my deepest gratitude for that."

"Oh, I know, but gratitude doesn't buy me much, does it?"

"...I figured it was coming to something like this. How much?"

"Oh, nothing unreasonable. But tell me, what have you been mining?"

"Valuable enough stuff. A few gems that were buried in the asteroids, iron, some water mining."

All of which were valuable in the right hands. Iron wasn't the most valuable, but there were plenty of pirates that would pay out the nose for it rather than having to buy the finished product from other people. The gems would serve well for those that wanted the mystique of space-mined jewelry, and the water was something his crew could use. He nodded, stroking his tail down the other dragon's back, enjoying the slight shiver that came with it.

The fact that his crew was here to watch only made it sweeter, in a way. He had taken many of his officers, in private and public, and not a few of the living crew had been under him as well. They would like the show, and some would like the chance to collect on their bets.

Rumiir circled the smaller dragon three times before he came to a stop behind his quarry. He laid a hand on the base of Malsavias's tail, gently rubbing it, and he could feel the other dragon struggling not to raise it out of the way.

"I believe that we could...negotiate, but I'm thinking of starting with a demand for half of your goods."

"Half?!"

"I said that we could negotiate. And you have quite a few assets to offer besides your mining profits."

The dragon whimpered beneath him, but Rumiir didn't stop. He dragged his forepaw down rounded ass cheeks, feeling the other dragon's rump beneath his claws. It was quite firm, scaly and smooth, but it had just that little bit of give to it that reminded him that the smaller male was not a soldier, just a little civilian. Maybe a merchant, at most, one that relied on others to do things for him.

Well, this he can do on his own.

"I'm sure you've negotiated like this before. Come on...let me examine your other goods."

Just as he'd expected, the smaller dragon shifted his tail off to the side, exposing himself for Rumiir's examination. The big blue smiled to himself, stroking a forepaw over the space between the cheeks, pulling them apart so that he could get a good look at the hole itself. As soon as he saw the slightly puffy nature of it, the way that it flexed as he stared down at it, the blue dragon smirked.

"Oh, you've done this before."

"Mmph. Maybe...once or twice..."

"Don't worry. I'm much better than the pirates that you've been dealing with."

"Nngh. If you go for that...I want...I want to only pay a quarter of my goods."

"A quarter? That's quite a bit less; you must have a high opinion of your ass."

"Try it...I...I think you'll find it to your liking."

"Heh, let's find out."

Now that he'd been invited, the big blue had no intention of holding back. He grunted as he leaped forward, his larger body immediately pushing the smaller Malsavias to the ground, and he pressed down with his forelegs against the other dragon's shoulders. It was easy to pin him; the smaller male either had no muscle to resist or had no will to do so. Either way, he was in the perfect position to enjoy him.

His cock throbbed as it slid free, and it grew as he slowly ground it against the other captain. Money changed hands all around him, with a good bit of it going to the snake officer on the far side. Rashii smirked at him, and he winked at her as he started grinding his cock between those scaly ass cheeks.

The feral beneath him shivered, starting to pant softly. Rumiir could smell the scent of another male dragon getting turned on, and he leaned down, nibbling lightly on the back of his fellow feral's neck.

"You're just a natural bitch, aren't you?"

"Stars...how do you...not kill someone when you fuck them? You're...you're huge!"

"Skill, slut...skill."

He was hard enough, though not all the way erect. Not wanting to wait any longer, Rumiir pushed his cock down and nudged the head against the other dragon's hole. It parted quickly, letting him in deep with one thrust. Even with that initial looseness, he could feel how much that rim clenched around him, squeezing him and begging him for more.

Hehehe, he's used to this, alright. He's probably bargained for passage a number of times like this, he thought as he started hammering away, his powerful hips slamming forward with enough force to drive the other dragon into the deck of the hangar bay. Each one drew another moan or groan from Malsavias, making him smirk at just how fast the other dragon was giving in.

Again, and again, and again he slammed in, feeling his cock stretching and growing still as he kept getting harder and harder. That hole was just perfect, squeezing down with practiced skill to hold him inside, but still with enough stretch for him to give it a workout. He could feel the tension running through the little dragon beneath him, could feel the need that was building up and begging to be released. He grinned, grinding his cock all the way in, holding it there as he finally reached full erection.

"Mmmph...fuck...fuck...you're...you feel like...you're tickling...my ribs here..."

"Heh, better than any pirate, isn't it?"

"If I don't...don't..."

"Don't think. Just take it like a good little bitch."

Rumiir pulled back and then slammed back in, driving out all the air that the other dragon had managed to suck in. In and out, in and out, his heavy balls slapping away against the other captain's sack. The rest of the crew had pulled in, some recording the show of their captain conquering someone else, others just enjoying it and staring at his cock sliding into the conquered miner. He leaned forward, whispering into the other dragon's ear.

"A third of your goods...and two more rounds."

"D-deal..."

"Good."

He pulled back and slammed in hard, his knot throbbing and grinding against the smaller dragon's hole. He pressed forward, little by little forcing his knot inside, until it finally popped in.

Then he popped it back out again. As Malsavias roared in climax, Rumiir slammed himself back into the gaping, sloppy hole, marking it with his cum as he finally went over the edge, spewing his seed deep inside of the smaller dragon.

Hehehe...easiest plunder I've ever got, he thought. Even as he was still shooting his seed, he was turning around, walking away, and he could feel the other dragon pulling on his knot before Malsavias began following him back to his quarters. What else he wanted to do, he could do in privacy. The smaller dragon had earned that much.

The End