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The Depravity of Dragons

Part 5

For Katsuka and TeryxC

By Draconicon

Three days in the company of Magatsu had been enough to wear Teryx and Hatsu down. Not completely, but enough to leave them tired, aching, and more sore in certain parts than either had been for a long, long, long time. The fact that they had been forced to keep walking after getting slit-fucked every morning, afternoon, and night meant that they started to develop a certain tolerance for it, but that didn't make it easier to take when the body-possessing Magatsu decided to take his fun again.

And there was nothing that the smaller dragon could do against the bigger one. Teryx might have known every weakness that his body had, but that didn't stop him from being pinned every time that Magatsu wanted to fuck Hatsu's smaller body. Nor did it help him stand up to it, or keep from moaning like the body's actual personality in their shared skull.

He hated the fact that Hatsu enjoyed getting raped as much as he did. The fact that the other personality was so weak, so attached to Magatsu was bad enough, but the fact that Hatsu kept dragging him down, trying to make the former paladin -

No, not former, still a paladin...still a paladin...

The fact that the weaker dragon kept trying to turn him into something like the little slut...the fact that the corruption in Hatsu's mind kept trying to grab him and pull him down...

It meant that he was fighting a battle on two fronts, and he didn't know how much longer he could keep fighting. Not when it was starting to feel good. Not when the other mind that shared their body was starting to want to be raped every time that they slowed down on the path.

You have to fight, he kept telling Hatsu.

But it feels so...so good...

They never got past that point, and they never were able to find common ground. Teryx wanted to see Magatsu dead for all the lies and humiliation that the evil spirit had spread in his body, while Hatsu wanted to see the spirit integrated into the small dragon's body again. It was a constant back and forth fight, and neither of them were gaining ground with the other. The only good thing was that the paladin wasn't losing ground, either. Or at least, if he was, he wasn't losing much.

And so they traveled, in humiliation and despair, all the way to the Paladin Sanctuary. Hatsu and Teryx grunted through their shared mouths as they were pulled over the last hill, made to look down at Teryx's old home.

"Finally," Magatsu said through Teryx's lips, the two-toned blue dragon pulling them forward by a rope that was wrapped around their neck. "I was starting to think that we'd never get here..."

There should be some relief in the Sanctuary, Teryx hoped. And perhaps more, if the paladins were able to tell that it wasn't him. Surely, the tricks that Magatsu had used to fool a bunch of villagers wouldn't work here. Surely, there would be a chance for the other paladins to see just what they were welcoming into their midst.

They walked down the hill, and Teryx forced Hatsu to say nothing. He knew that the other half was aware of his thoughts, knew that the mage would want to warn his other half, but neither of them could afford giving Magatsu that sort of advantage. They had to be quiet. They had to.

They'll kill him.

So? Teryx asked.

He's half of me. I can't live without him!

The world can't stand to have him in it.

You have to let me warn him! Please!

No. They won't kill him...not yet...

But they would restrain him. They would force questions on Magatsu and on Hatsu, and hopefully, Teryx would be able to tell the story of what happened. Then, they would have a chance of getting back in the right bodies. Then, they would have a chance of being who they were supposed to be again.

Hatsu would get what he wanted, for the most part, and Teryx would get his old body back.

He braced himself as they walked up to the Sanctuary, waiting for the first alarm to sound. He waited for the first paladin to call out a challenge, to state that it wasn't Teryx walking up. He waited...and waited...and waited...

They crossed the courtyard, and nothing happened.

They stepped through the front door of the cave shrine, and nobody stopped them.

They marched right through the great hall, and not one armored paladin moved to stop them as they walked up to the altar at the far end.

Teryx was flabbergasted, and if he had been completely in control, his mouth would have been twisting up, spluttering and gasping and glaring around. Was this the standard of the Sanctuary? If he looked right, he would be allowed through? How many villains in illusions had beaten the system if that was the case?

His body looked down at him as they marched up to the altar, smirking. Magatsu had to know what he was thinking, and the evil spirit was lording his success over the paladin. Teryx had every urge to punch his old body, but he knew better than to try. If he did that, it'd only cement it in the eyes of everyone else that he was just a prisoner, a monster that had been captured.

I'm not a monster, Hatsu thought.

No, you just want to be a monster's slut, Teryx grumbled back.

There was no response, and they were dragged up to the front of the main hall, pulled to stand up straight. They were nearly-naked, wearing only a loincloth now, and both he and Hatsu blushed inside of their shared body as Magatsu spoke up for everyone to hear. The whole of the hall turned to look at him as he spoke, and Teryx knew that they heard his voice, not the evil spirit that he knew was there.

"My fellow paladins. I return from the catacombs with a most heinous evil-doer." Hatsu and Teryx gasped softly as they were half-choked by the rope around their neck, pulled to stand on their tiptoes. "This creature, this mage, was defiling the tombs by raising the dead and inviting monsters to live among them. I have brought him here so, by the light of our god, we might bring him back to the side of goodness and law."

There was a thumping salute from the rest of the armored paladins, followed by mutters prayers to their shared deity. There was no challenge, no question, merely an agreement that this should happen.

Even Magatsu seemed slightly surprised at the apathy and lack of challenge from the other paladins. The evil spirit cut his speech short, pulling Teryx and Hatsu along, shaking his head.

"And here I thought that this was going to be difficult."

"You...ass..." Teryx managed to grunt through Hatsu's clenched jaws.

"I'm just doing what they're letting me do," his own body said with a chuckle. "I just didn't expect them to be so accommodating."

They shouldn't have been. That was the problem. They were supposed to challenge those that came in without warning. They were supposed to push for explanations as to what sort of punishments and rehabilitations a paladin had planned for a prisoner. After all, prisoners had rights...

Or they were supposed to.

Had the paladins of the Sanctuary grown that lazy? Had they fallen so far from the light that they would just allow a member to do whatever they wanted? Things were far worse than he'd thought.

They were taken down to the lower levels, to the dungeons. Great seals flashed on the walls of the tunnels as they passed, a warning to those that would attempt to escape from the undercroft. They would be held in place, kept from fleeing, left in bondage until the paladins came to get them.

This was a place where evil was meant to be imprisoned until it repented of what it had done. Now, it would be a place to hold good until it could be corrupted.

They were led to a cell at the far end of the hallway. Most of them were already empty, the various prisoners that the paladins held released back to the world at large when they were fully atoned for their crimes. Teryx half-wished that he could have been put in one of those cells; the walls were inscribed with atonement spells, allowing one to shed the crimes that they had been accused of, been guilty of, and start making good on it. If he could have that, then the power of the paladin would be his again. Hatsu's body would be able to channel that holy light and energy.

Instead, he was taken to one of the standard cells at the far end, a place to hold those that were unapologetic, who refused to allow themselves to believe that they had done wrong, who did not wish atonement and would not likely be able to earn it. They were pushed forward, slammed against stocks that were lodged in the ground.

"Get in position, slut," Magatsu whispered, growling.

"I'm not a slut...the other one is," Teryx said through Hatsu's lips.

"Either way. Get in that thing."

There was very little choice in the matter. He growled as much as he could through the other dragon's mouth, but he knew that Hatsu wasn't that upset. Already, the other personality was getting all horned up, his cock throbbing in his slit, even though it refused to come out. Something in their psyche had been changed, left almost damaged in a way, refusing to allow them to look male in front of the other dragon.

He kept putting out that weak growl as he leaned forward, his head in the neckhole of the stocks, and his wrists in place on either side. The top came down with a hard clack on either side of his head, and he cursed the weakness of this body as it flinched back from the impact.

Not that it mattered. They were locked in, now, and there was no easy way for them to get out. All they could do was stare straight ahead at the cell door that would hold them here.

Most of all, Teryx hated seeing his own body smirking at him, and Magatsu seemed all too keen on doing that any time that he could get away with it. It was a constant torment, a way for the bigger dragon remind them of how inferior they were, of how weak they were on comparison to a paladin body that had been trained to fight for years.

It didn't help having a scaly hand running along their barely-covered ass, either, pulling at the cheek and then slapping it. Teryx would have kept quiet, but Hatsu gasped through their mouth, whimpering, and then...then shaking.

Not shaking in fear, but shaking their ass. Teryx managed to make it go still again after a second or two of concentration, but it was a hard fight. He growled deep in their throat, trying and failing to shake their head.

Stop encouraging him.

But he's going to rape us.

The way that Hatsu said it wasn't fearful anymore. It was more the sound of excitement that someone might have if some old friend was bringing them a present. Like this rape was a gift rather than an assault on them.

The other personality was so far down the delusion hole that it wasn't even funny. Hatsu was breaking more and more by the day, and remembering the way that the slutty mage had fought to keep him from harming Magatsu in the last battle they had, Teryx estimated that their chances of ever getting free were almost nil. The chance of Hatsu getting what he had originally wanted, chaining Magatsu back into his body to keep him from hurting others, was even less likely.

That hand grabbed their ass again, pulling the cheeks apart, and both of them hissed this time. The feeling of a thumb rubbing over their pucker instead of their cock slit didn't make it easier to take, either, the pair of them trembling against their will.

You want it, too, Hatsu accused him.

This isn't me. This is all you, and I'm along for the ride.

That was what the paladin desperately hoped, anyway. If he was shivering on his own accord, if some part of him was wanting to be raped as much as Hatsu did, then they were in deeper shit than he wanted to think about. A shiver ran down his spine, particularly as Magatsu leaned over them.

"Your body is fouled by me," the evil spirit whispered, chuckling. "I know that the paladin in there feels it. Do you wonder why your body couldn't contain me any longer, Hatsu?"

"..."

"I poisoned it. I marked it with my corruption. Oh, you did your best to purify yourself, but every moment I was in charge, every moment I snuck to the front, I left behind a bit more of the corruption. A little more of the dark side. A little more of the hunger to give in to one's darkest nature.

"I left that behind, knowing that it would poison you two. The hunger is already there, isn't it? The urge to give in..."

The bigger dragon rubbed a finger across their ass again, and they shivered, almost slumping forward against the stocks. There was a sense of pleasure to it that hadn't been there before, almost like something had changed in them. Teryx tried to fight against it, to hold onto his dignity, but it was essentially impossible.

Particularly as something else pushed up against him. He gasped as he felt something rounder, firmer than a cock but bigger than a finger. He couldn't look back, couldn't see what it was, but it was cool, so maybe metal? Or stone?

"The corruption of my old body has become a tool for me, heh," the bigger dragon said. "And what better thing to corrupt than a sign of your old god, paladin?"

The idol, Teryx realized.

There was an idol of the god the paladins served in every cell. It was meant as a reminder of who watched over them, who wanted them to be better, or in the worst case, who would punish them if they ever went back to their life of crime and wickedness. Now, it was being used as something far fouler.

He tried to squirm free, but there was no pulling away, and Hatsu...Hatsu actually tried to push back.

The pair of them gasped as they felt their hole opening, the head of the idol slowly spreading their pucker wide. Teryx whimpered, shaking their head repeatedly, whispering 'no, no, no' over and over again, but it didn't matter. The stone idol had been repurposed as a dildo, and it was slowly being fed right up their ass.

Hatsu loved it, unsurprisingly. The mage personality was squirming, moaning, gasping, dripping on the inside. Their slit was already drenched with pre-cum, but now it was getting worse, getting thicker and slimier inside, dripping their musk down to the floor.

Teryx whimpered under his breath, the humiliation climbing higher and higher with each passing second. How could this happen to them? How could this...

The idol burned as it slid in, as if some residual holy energy was trying to cleanse them. Teryx tried to reach out to it, the magic that he had used for so many years reaching out for its source -

CRACK!

He gasped, feeling the idol suddenly shift inside of them, almost like it was growing longer, or thicker, or...

Or becoming more...demonic...

The smooth head had turned almost pointed, like there were horns coming out of it. Teryx shuddered, and Hatsu moaned through their lips as the idol was fed in up to the chest, and as it was pulled in and out of their ass, as it spread them wide, he could feel it changing. He felt the arms of the idol bursting with muscle, growing wider and thicker, and further down...

Further down, he could feel the armored figure losing its clothes, losing everything that covered it and made it look like a proper holy night. Soon, he could feel the details through his ass, and he felt it have an erection.

"Ahhhh, there we go," Magatsu said through Teryx's lips. "That is a far more proper god. One that can serve the needs of everyone around it, heh."

The shame could not have been worse. Even as the idol was slowly pulled free, he could feel their ass gaping, twitching, open wide and waiting for something more. He told himself that it was all Hatsu that felt the desire, but...

But he didn't know if that was true, now.

He was still trembling as Magatsu walked the idol back to its plinth, and he did his best to ignore the feeling of his asshole twitching, wide-open and gaping from the idol being slid inside. The fact that it had taken it so well was a testament to what Hatsu was becoming, and worse, what they were becoming. He had...

He had enjoyed it, way deep down on some level. He hated it, but he had.

We have to get out of here.

But it feels good...

I know, but...but if we stay here, all you'll do is get fucked.

That sent a massive surge of pleasure through their connection, and Teryx groaned under his breath.

I mean, you'll get fucked, and you'll never be able to get him to stay here with you, he said.

What do you mean? I'm his favorite.

Yes, but there's dozens of other paladins here. Other people that he wants to corrupt. How long do you think he'll have with you if there's that many?

It was a gamble, and a hard one, at that. He didn't know if it would be enough to get Hatsu to want to escape, particularly if that meant running away from the Sanctuary. Hell, he was having a hard enough time trying to convince himself to do that.

But if they stayed, then there was no way in hell that they'd be able to get better. Their body was already verging on breaking down into full slut-dom, and if that happened, then they were never going to get better.

They had to get away.

...I want to keep him...

Yes, and you have to get him alone to keep him.

Lure him out?

That was a good idea. That was a much better idea. Lure him away from the other paladins that might give him back-up, that might make the fight harder. Yes, they could do that.

Yes, get out of here, make him chase us, and...and then we can deal with him, Teryx said, no longer sure if he was lying or not.

...We escape.

It was the first bit of hope that he'd felt in a long time, but he dared not hold to it too hard. He shivered as he felt the urges running through him, the horny, eager feelings that had always come when Magatsu was feeling particularly randy. He wanted to look back, wanted to see what the spirit that had stolen his body was doing, but the stocks...the goddamn stocks...

His body walked over, stroking a claw from hip to shoulder. Teryx looked up, the bigger dragon smirking at him again.

"I think I'm bored."

"Mmmph..."

"When night falls, I'll be back."

"And what do you plan then, hmm?"

"I think a hunt is appropriate."

"A...hunt?"

"Yesssss. I'll let you go...and then see how long it takes for me to track you down and claim you again."

"..."

"I doubt that you'll get far...and it'll give me an excuse to punish you...hard..."

The claws on their shoulder squeezed, and Hatsu and Teryx grunted in their mind. It wasn't enough to be pain, but there was definite discomfort there. They growled under their breath, but no more than that.

Magatsu chuckled, leaving them in the cell alone. The fact that they were still gaping, and the fact that Hatsu was still horny, meant that this was going to be a very, very long wait...

It had to have been hours since Magatsu left. It had to be. They were hungry, unfed, weaker than usual by the time that the blue dragon showed up at the cell door. Magatsu had changed out of his armor, putting on a set of paladin robes that they all wore around the Sanctuary. There was nothing about him that screamed 'martial warrior' anymore. It was all down to the magic.

If he hadn't corrupted at least a few paladins in the intervening time, Teryx would have been surprised.

Jealous Hatsu growled at that thought, and Teryx felt their tail rise up further. The little slut was actually upset about the idea of sharing Magatsu's dick with anyone else. The idea alone was ridiculous, but there was no denying that it was exactly what the mage was thinking.

Magatsu chuckled.

"I see that you're already eager...Heh. Try not to get caught too fast."

"You're actually letting us try?"

"There's no need to fear you getting away." Magatsu smiled. "Hatsu will always come back. He can't help it. And soon, neither will you."

The mage in paladin clothing gestured at the lock on the stocks. It came loose in less than a second, and the wooden beam that pinned them down lifted up. Teryx and Hatsu stood up, rubbing their wrists, shaking their head.

"I'll give you a three-minute head-start. I hope that you can make this a good chase."

Teryx hoped so, as well. The idea of 'luring' Magatsu out of the Sanctuary again, getting him somewhere on his own, was their only chance of taking him down. Better still if they could get out of the Sanctuary and make their way to another monastery, somewhere where the gods of good were worshiped and where he could be cleansed of the corruption in him, but failing all that...

Hatsu and Teryx didn't say a thing. They just ran, leaving the cell behind as Magatsu started counting down from one-eighty.

The spells waited for them, the seals and runes on the wall waiting to catch them. Teryx knew them all, however, and more importantly, he knew their weak points.

Duck, he told Hatsu, turning into the guide for this particular point. Duck, jump, duck, duck -

Goose?

Stop!

Hatsu stopped right on cue, having just barely avoided stepping on a rune on the floor. Teryx guided their leg off to the side, ensuring that they weren't going to trigger a rune this close to their own cell, and then kept them moving.

Ducking, bobbing, weaving: their escape was almost more of a dance than it was anything else, and worse, it was slow. They had to avoid all the different runes, while Magatsu would be able to just walk right through them.

This was off to a fine start...

They hunched forward as they snuck through the church, aware of the shadow that stalked them from behind. The other paladins were long since asleep, but Magatsu...

"Oh, Hatsu...Oh, Haaaaatsu..."

The voice was high and shrill in a way that Teryx's never was, and it felt like there was a supernatural being following them rather than just a spirit in another dragon's body. There was a sense of something almost insane in the other man's voice, too, something that was slowly growing out of control.

Hatsu and Teryx hunched behind one of the bigger idols and altars in the main hall, panting softly as they watched their hunter come into the open. Teryx's eyes looked wild, wide and crazed, and there was a bulge in his robe that would never have been there if it hadn't been possessed.

"Oh, Hatsu, I know you're there..."

The laughter came again, followed by a groaning moan as the fake paladin gripped his cock.

"Oh, you'll love it when I find you again. I'll fuck you like the bitch you are, remind you of what sort of whore you need to be. No more trying to reign me in. No more trying to feel in control. Just submit to those urges, and be the little whore to darkness that you always wanted to be...

"Just like the gods themselves will be, one day..."

Teryx caught that last bit, even if he wasn't sure if Hatsu did. Threatening the gods themselves, in a Sanctuary dedicated to the light and life of the world? That...

That did not bode well. There should have been a smiting, or a lightning bolt, or something to show that the god that he served had heard what had been said. There should have been a deific challenge to the sort of dominance that the evil spirit threatened.

And yet, there was nothing. Had the entire hall lost its sanctity? Had Magatsu poisoned the whole Sanctuary with his presence?

It was starting to feel like he just might have.

Keep moving, Teryx whispered.

Mmmph...

Keep moving. The longer you keep out of his reach, the harder he'll fuck you, he tried to tempt the slut.

It worked. They were moving again, dragging themselves just out of sight from one altar to another. He could feel Magatsu staring down the hall for them, trying to find them, but so far, they had had the luck to keep out of sight.

The door out to the world at large was not far away now. A few dozen feet away, maybe less. If they could sneak to the next altar, they could make a run for it.

"Oh, Hatsu...did you really think I couldn't sense you?"

Teryx and Hatsu hissed, whipping their head around. They were completely behind cover, yet, Magatsu was staring right at them. The blue dragon chuckled, fondling himself again as he took a step forward.

"You can't hide from me. You never could. I will always know where you are...always know where I can find you..."

That voice was dropping again, becoming deeper, more focused, and worse, closer. Magatsu was done playing games. He wanted them, now. He wanted them, and he would take them.

Run!

Teryx and Hatsu leaped out from behind the altar, barely clearing the top of it. A blast of force shot through the air right behind them, the sudden spell almost catching them and pinning them down. As it was, it splintered off the corner of the holy altar, breaking it and cracking it in a way that could not be hidden.

They hit the ground running, bare feet slapping against stone. They hit the door, thrust it open -

Down!

Hatsu's warning was the only one they had, and Teryx threw them forward, sending them rolling down the steps towards the courtyard below. A bolt of lightning zapped over their heads, not one that would have been strong enough to kill them, but one that would have certainly stunned them and stopped them.

They struggled to get back to their feet, but it was too late. Magatsu had caught them, and the big dragon pinned them under one foot. They were rolled onto their back, made to stare up at the night sky, and at the monster that had claimed them.

One thick toe pushed under their loincloth, spreading their genital slit open. The toe touched the helpless cock inside as Magatsu stroked his stolen length.

"Hehehe, I told you...there is no getting away from me..."

Teryx wanted to spit defiance, but the touch down there was enough to break Hatsu down again. The slut mage wanted to submit, wanted to spread his legs like a cheap whore and throw himself at the feet of his other half. He could feel the fantasies that were building up, the idea of being as eager and whorish as possible to ensure that the other dragon never, ever wanted to take on another whore for as long as he lived.

And some of that was starting to bleed over. Teryx could feel the hunger, the need, the urgency to have that cock in his slit, too. There was a desperation behind it, something that was ever so wrong. The corruption in their body had to be spreading to his mind, trying to turn him into something that he wasn't.

He huffed and puffed, trying to hold onto control, but Hatsu was wrenching it from him with every passing second. Their hips were thrusting up, fucking themselves on that toe, while Magatsu growled at them.

"Look at that. My old body, nothing but a slut. A foot slut, at that."

"Please," Hatsu whispered through their lips. "Rape me again. Teach me where I belong."

"Heh, you already know it."

"Use me..."

"...I hate you...but I need you...and I hate you all the more for that..."

Magatsu growled, his face twisting from a smirk to a sneer, and he pulled his leg back -

POOMF!

Only to be knocked back by a sudden blast of force. Hatsu blinked, but Teryx understood. The force, the power; it was a blast of pure good.

Others...more paladins...

They were picked up by the underarms, lifted to their feet again by two taller, red dragons. They held out their swords, points down, glowing with golden light, and the glow itself seemed to harm the blue dragon on the steps. Magatsu hissed in pain and rage, holding his arm up defensively.

No, don't hurt him! Hatsu tried to shout. Let me go! I need him! I need him!

Teryx stifled all the complaints, forcing their body back as hard as he could against the arms of the paladins. He made Hatsu back down, making himself speak.

"Get me out of here...I have...information...please...I must atone..."

"We're going...we're going," the red dragons said, pulling him back, using their swords like holy symbols to keep the other dragon at bay.

Finally, things seemed like they were turning around...

The End