A Demon's Sense of Pride

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Lykus deals with Azorious complaining of boredom, and Drac solves the problem.

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A Demon's Sense of Pride

For AkimitsuSeveCan

By Draconicon

Lykus was starting to enjoy the world-hopping that he and the dragon were doing together. They always ended up somewhere interesting, somewhere that was different from the places he'd been to before, and he loved seeing the different people. Loved eating the different foods, too.

Yes, and leaving nothing for me, Azorious muttered in the back of his head.

Lykus tapped his knuckles against the back of his head, hoping that his teacher didn't notice, but that was a vain hope. It always was.

The white-eyed, black-scaled dragon stopped abruptly, turning to look down at him. Lykus groaned, shaking his head.

"Don't ask."

"I'm going to assume that Azorious isn't best pleased with the arrangements so far?"

"He's being a bit of a bitch about it, yeah."

I would thank you not to apply that term to me. If either of us is a bitch -

"Biiiiiiitch."

...Oh, you are asking for it tonight.

"Hehehe, bring it."

"Lykus."

"Yes, yes, sorry. He's just a little grumpy about not getting his 'food,' if you get my drift."

"Ah. If that's the problem, then I have something else in mind for your education tonight."

He blinked. He'd thought that they'd come to the great street market just to find ingredients for a lesson later on. If they were here for a lesson - damn, he should have been paying more attention earlier instead of spacing out with all the hot guys running around everywhere.

"What're we doing?" he asked. "Tell me, tell me."

"Well, we were going to get you some new ink for your cards -"

"We can do that!"

"But if Azorious wants to take a turn, well, we're going to do something a little more interesting."

"...Why do I have a very big fear-boner right now?" Lykus asked.

Because you're a whore, Azorious said.

"Shut up, sex-fiend," the striped wolf muttered.

"Just...come with me, you two."

They went to a bar, or at least, something that looked like a bar. It had the long stretch of wood between the customers and a row of drinks at the back, and there were plenty of tables that stood divided by raised walkways and deep pits where the customers could enjoy themselves. The wolf arched an eyebrow as he followed the dragon to the bar, his nose filled with a familiar musky smell, but there was no sign of the source. He kept twisting around, trying to find it, only to yelp as the dragon grabbed his tail and pulled him back to the moment. Lykus pulled his tail to his chest and shook his head.

"No touchy the tail."

"Then pay attention."

The crocodile behind the bar nodded as the dragon walked up, setting down a bottle of some kind of cream before addressing the pair of them.

"So, you donating or drinking today, dragon?" the bartender asked.

"Donating?" Lykus asked.

"Neither. But he's donating in a minute," the dragon said, gesturing at the wolf.

"Donating what?"

"Him? He doesn't look so big," the crocodile said.

"Are we talking -"

"He's big enough," Draconicon said, shrugging. "And he'll be letting it all out, don't you worry about that."

"Excuse me, are we talking about cock and cum right now?"

They both looked at Lykus as if he had asked a particularly stupid question, and the wolf supposed he had. Glancing back at the bottles behind the counter, he counted at least three dozen that looked to be at least half-full of cum. It certainly put a new meaning to the term 'milk bar', for sure.

As the crocodile shook his head, going back to talking to the dragon and probably working out some sort of terms, Azorious pressed a bit harder than usual. As a matter of fact, the demon all but insisted as he pressed toward the metaphorical driver's seat in their head.

Now, this is my kind of lesson...

"Come on, no way. I'm dying to show off."

Hmm. No.

"We've got a deal, remember? You don't get to just take over."

You don't get to just shut me out, either. And if you recall the number of lessons you've had versus the number that I've had the chance to enjoy, I think you'll find it's in my favor here.

"You...but..."

You were the one that seized each and every lesson as they came down the pipe. I've been waiting for one that I enjoy. That's all.

"You...dick!"

And a much bigger dick than yours it is, thank you very much.

"You -"

"Lykus. If you're done?"

Draconicon drew him right back to the sulky moment. Lykus grumbled, crossing his arms in a miniature sulk as the dragon patted him on the shoulder.

"I've made the arrangements. The lesson is a simple practical test here. All magic is fair game; all you have to do is get four jars filled to the brim with seed before the night's over."

"...That's it?" Lykus asked, except that it wasn't Lykus speaking anymore. His voice had dropped, getting lower, thicker, deeper, more like the demon that was speaking through his mouth. "Heh, I thought that you'd be offering me a challenge, dragon. Is that all that you have for me?"

The dragon shrugged, and Lykus could already feel his lips turning up at the corners of his muzzle. Azorious was more than willing to take that challenge, and considering that the incubus had been waiting for a chance to strut his stuff, he'd just bet that the dog demon was going to meet that goal.

"Mmm, you'll be swimming in it tonight."

"I'd love to see you manage that."

"It will happen."

"Show me."

Lykus was still pouting in the back of his head as he was shoved out of the driver's seat. He grumbled, glaring out his eyes as he felt the fiery red and black symbols start crisscrossing him, burning through his fur as Azorious took control of their body.

_Not fair. I did all the hard work, and you get the sexy-times.

I waited for my turn. It certainly isn't my fault you developed a work ethic, finally.

Oh, shut up and just shake your ass.

Oh, I won't be shaking my ass..._

He watched through eyes that were no longer quite his as his fur thickened, turning almost shaggy in places, but the muscles that lay beneath the fluff could not be hidden. Azorious pulled them up on the bar, their paws leaving hazy footprints on the wood, burning their mark into the bar as they stood in front of a crowd of dozens of patrons. Most of them had white lips that dribbled with the seed that they'd already consumed, and they looked at the wolf as his clothes shimmered off in a whirlwind of fire. Azorious reached down, making them fondle their balls for the crowd.

Gonna need more than that, Lykus grumped.

I know what I'm doing, pup. Trust me...I know.

And much as he hated to admit it, the demon did. Even as the crowd was at risk of turning away, the demon brought out the goods. Lykus bit off a groan of his own as their sheath started growing, expanding, filling up with a cock that was completely outsized for the world they were in. Already fully exposed, they exposed themselves further as their shaft slid out of their sheath, one foot, two, three as it crossed over their pecs and bumped them under their chin. Fumes that were just visible poured out of the opening of their sheath as their knot popped free, snaring the noses and minds of those nearest to the bar.

And Azorious grinned as he wielded his cock one-handed like a scepter, casting lust spells through it like a wand of power. Those that stared soon shivered, panted, gasped as the knotted wand of flesh passed over them, all but cumming in their pants already. The wolf demon smirked, and Lykus rolled his eyes inside their head.

Show-off.

Azorious didn't respond. He wielded the power of a demon with pride, gesturing with the tapered tip of their cock at one person after another. They stood up and moaned, their eyes half-closing, the power of the incubus reaching inside them and grabbing their prostate with a magical fist. It could have crushed that little pleasure button, but instead, the demon wielded his power more delicately, stroking, teasing, guiding them to a peak that was just barely out of reach.

At least, without him.

"Come...come..."

The demon's deep voice called the various customers to the front of the bar, their cocks tenting their pants, their bulges dripping through their clothes. Lykus had to admit that it was rather impressive, even if he was annoyed that he had to watch rather than participate. Azorious turned.

"So, where are these jars I need to fill?" the demon asked with a smirk.

The dragon pointed off to the side. Azorious turned, and finally, his smirk dipped. It didn't disappear, but it did weaken as the demon and the wolf within saw the rhino-sized glass containers against the wall. Each one was all but empty, and each one had a fill point slightly taller than Lykus.

The wolf started laughing, and Azorious harrumphed.

"I suppose...this will be a slight challenge."

"Best get to it," Draconicon said, pulling out a book and leaning back. "Have fun."

"I will. Ohhhh, I will..."

The End

Summary: Lykus deals with Azorious complaining of boredom, and Drac solves the problem.

Tags: M/solo, M/M, Magic, Lust Magic, Body Sharing, Possession, Shared Control, Demon, Wolf, Draconicon, Dragon, Public, Fantasy, Cock Control, Hyper Cock, Incubus, Milking,