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Drac's Rule 34 Harem Reboot

Chapter 8: Settling the Foxes

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By Draconicon

Looking down at Robin's spread ass and raised tail told him that the bandit had finally given in. Whether it was the rimming or the fact that Marian was as eager to see him penetrated as the dragon was to do it or perhaps even his own inner bottom soothed into believing it was safe, it didn't matter. That hole was his for the taking, and he was going to take it.

He lined himself up and ground against it one more time, feeling the soft flesh of the fox's pucker bending under him. It flexed in, pushed back, and then, finally gave in. Much-slicked by his own spit, Robin's rim gave in and he slid forward. The fox gasped and the dragon bit his lip to hold back a similar sound as he finally felt just how tight the great thief was. It was fucking hot.

"Mmmph...that's it...how does it feel?"

Robin didn't answer with anything more than a wheeze. The dragon looked past him at Marian, the vixen's fingers deep in her pussy as she let out a nervous - but aroused - giggle.

"He's loving it."

"How can you tell?"

"I've made him cum hundreds of times. I know when my love is getting into it. And he's getting very into it."

Taking her at her word, Draconicon slowly started pulling back. The feeling of that tight hole grasping around his cock was just as pleasurable as he had hoped for, and he had a perfect reminder of just how good foxes were as someone's personal slut. It was not often that he felt one that was so seldom used as this one.

Or at least, one so seldom used by someone his size.

He worked himself all the way back to the tip, taking his time to really make the thief feel it. Robin panted under him, his head hanging down, but the way that his ass cheeks quivered, the way that his hole clenched again and again, and the soft splut-splut sound of his pre-cum hitting the ground made it clear that he was enjoying it. He couldn't push back, but that was fine. It would have knocked the dragon's rhythm off if he did.

Instead, Draconicon just rammed forward, bucking his cock halfway into the fox's ass cheeks, and Robin gasped for breath. Draconicon groaned, holding the fox by tail base and thigh, and he stayed there, feeling the milking spasms that ran up and down his cock. Every single clench was bound and determined to try and make him cum right there, but he could already feel that tight pucker losing some of that clenching power, loosening up around his shaft. The sheer size of it always broke people in eventually, but Robin? He was already giving in.

"That's it...you ready to take it deeper?"

"Mmmph...yes..."

"What was that?"

"Mmmph...give it to me...the whole thing."

"Heh, if you say so. Marian?"

The vixen looked up. He pointed to a spot just off to the side, and she hustled over, the biggest grin on her face as she knelt at her side. Her fingers never left her pussy as she stared at the massive dragon cock splitting her lover wide open.

"Oh my God," she whispered.

"If he can't finish me off...you're next."

"Oh...my..."

"That's right."

He grabbed Robin that little bit tighter. By then, it had probably occurred to the thief that he had only taken part of the dragon's length, but he imagined that the thickness disguised just how much was left to go. Biting off a chuckle, he pulled back, back, back to just the tip being left in his new slut, and then -

Squelch.

All the way in. He heard Robin's breath wheeze out of his lungs, the sheer pressure probably pushing it right out of him, while Marian gasped in pure shock. He tilted his hips to the side, giving her the chance to see the fist-thick cock up the other fox's ass, and she just stared, her mouth agape as her fingers sped up between her legs.

With Robin not protesting and Marian not speaking up for him, Draconicon got back to having his fun. Robin moaning and whimpering under him was the perfect backdrop to feel like a conquering dragon, and he felt it strongly.

He went back to thrusting, slowly at first but with rapidly increasing speed. In less than a minute, he was power-fucking the fox, ramming him so full of dick that he was moaning loud enough that any merry men in the vicinity definitely would have heard him. Rather than being offended, Marian was just staring more, whispering to herself. Something like 'harder,' he imagined.

Or was she wishing for something like that herself?

Draconicon smiled at the thought, focusing on the ass under him. In, out, in, out, that bubbly ass pushing back and squishing against his crotch every time that he bottomed out inside, that hole puffing up around the sheer girth of his cock. Robin still hadn't spoken up, but he did gasp, now, rather than just wheeze.

Smack, smack, smack, scales bouncing off furred cheeks as he took the fox hard. He could feel that tightness fading already, the looseness of a well-fucked hole settling in. He grinned to himself, picking up the pace as Robin arched his back against the restraints.

"Ah...ah...ah!"

"You love it, don't you?" Draconicon whispered.

"Oh fuck...oh, ooh-de-lolly, yes!"

"You love big dick in your ass."

"I love it...oh, yes, I love it!"

Oh, the things that this would lead to the pair of foxes discussing later, he imagined. The things that Marian would want to know, and the things that she would do to Robin after this.

He was just starting to really pick up the pace when he felt a lick to his balls. He looked down and saw Marian panting, the vixen shoving her head right against his testicles and licking from the front to the back, sticking out her tongue and letting them drag back and forth over it as he humped her lover.

She's getting really into it...

And he loved the feeling of being their 'bull', the one that fucked the lesser male, and would soon fuck her female. It was not something that he always liked, but sometimes? Oh, fuck, it was hot.

He rammed in right to the hilt again, and Robin arched his back, cumming right then and there. The fox whimpered, his toes curling tight as he blew his load all over the vixen beneath him. She shivered, but kept licking.

"Looks like he's not going to get me off, Marian," Draconicon teased.

"Mmmph..."

"You know what that means."

"I...I do..."

"You want it?"

"Mmmph..."

"Robin? Do you want me to show her how it feels?"

"I want you to rut her rump, good...good fellow," Robin panted.

Well, that was slightly more consensual than expected. However, he was not going to complain.

He took his time pulling out, not just to enjoy the feeling of that no-longer-tight hole gripping his cock, but also to give Marian a chance to really see what had happened to her lover's ass. He grinned as he saw the flesh around the rim giving, stretching, before finally going 'pop' as he pulled the head free. The fox's pucker had a full half-inch gape from the two sides of his swollen hole, and he dripped with pre-cum, the clear slime running from the bottom of his hole along his taint and down to his balls.

Robin shivered from head to toe as the dragon pulled out, curling his toes tightly and lowering his head again. His cock throbbed enough to slap against his belly, and he almost managed to push his ass back as if begging for more.

Draconicon ignored him, shoving Marian's head in. She stared, her mouth agape, shaking her head.

"You...you did this..."

"Yep, and I'm going to do it to you, too."

"Oh...my..."

"Your ass. Has he ever used it?"

"O-once or twice."

"Do you still want it?"

"Oh...God..."

She was dripping - no, she was cumming, and she was doing it hands-free. The sight of what he had done, and the anticipation of getting the same treatment, was making the vixen lose her mind. Her mouth hung open, her eyes were wide, and she was all but panting as she stared at Robin's ruined pucker. It would have been just an inch or two stretch to get her to start rimming him.

Instead, he gently pulled her back, encouraging her to come along with him. She did, and soon, they were both standing in front of the bound fox. Robin looked up, his face bright red even aside from the fur, and he stared at the drenched pussy before him.

"My love?" Robin whispered.

"I...I just...he..."

"You liked it?"

"...Almost as much as you did," she whispered, blushing.

"I think you might have liked it more."

They laughed nervously together, only for Marian to look over her shoulder. She looked down at his cock, and Draconicon smiled, gripping the throbbing thing at the base.

"Time to see how your ass can take it."

"Just...be gentle."

"I will."

He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her waist. A quick pull had her up in the air, and he shifted his hands to her thighs, pulling her legs up and back so that her pussy and asshole were exposed at the same time.

"Robin? Why don't you make sure that her pussy stays good and wet, while I give her the ass-fucking she wants."

"Mmm, wouldn't be the first time, chap."

"Ready?"

"I...I think so, yes."

He loved this. A little bit of magic would have made it even better, but he knew that she was going to enjoy it regardless. He slowly lowered her down, feeling for the right spot. His cock slipped between her cheeks with ease, and her hole - slightly more open than Robin's had been, though not by much - caught the head of his cock. He smiled, giving her a low growl of warning before pulling her down.

Her breath caught just as Robin's had, and she arched her back, her head resting against his chest as he pulled her down inch by inch. The slow descent was just what he loved, and the same feeling of breaking that hole in hit him hard.

Mmmph...she'll never...ever forget this...

He panted as he worked her to the midway point, and then further. Looking past her shoulder, he saw Robin staring with utter lust and intense interest, and he knew that the other fox would never forget this, etiher.

He had conquered them, conquered them both. They would both remember how his dick felt in their ass, and how it felt to share each other with a complete stranger. This...this would mark them.

He pushed her down, down, down until her ass cheeks finally parted completely, and she pressed fully to his crotch. She was panting, her hands against her stomach, and he imagined that she could feel it much deeper than Robin ever went. He smiled, licking her ear.

"How's it feel?"

"Better," she whispered.

"Hmm?"

"Better...bigger...so...so much..."

It was certainly enough to make her struggle to talk, something that he took as a serious compliment. He could already feel her pussy drooling over his cock, a constant reminder of her utter need, and he groaned under his breath as he started lifting her back up.

Robin whistled, and he imagined that it was a potent sight. Anyone not used to his cock had a stretch from it, and their hole liked to cling to his cock, pulling out a bit as he pulled back. He dragged Marian up to the mid-point before pulling her back down again, and she gasped, squirting slightly over Robin's face.

"S-sorry, love, oooh...ooooh..."

The fact that Robin didn't take it as an insult, or even look anything more than aroused as hell at the sight of his girl being rutted by another guy, was all the permission that the black dragon needed. He started pulling her up and down, much faster than planned; she clearly got something out of anal, and he wasn't going to take that from her.

In, out, in, out, feeling her clenching down as hard as she could at first before he started breaking her just as much as he'd broken Robin. She moaned out loud, her arms over her head and grabbing at his shoulders for some kind of leverage, but all she got out of that was a little stability as he rammed her up and down. It didn't take long before she lost any and all friction slowing him down, and he really went to town, fucking her and making her ass cheeks jiggle like mad.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

Every time that he slammed in, those plump cheeks jiggled that little bit more, as if she was losing any control, any tightness that she might have left. Her pussy was dripping like mad, running down over his cock and down to his balls. She was drooling, too, her mouth hanging open, her small breasts rising and falling with wet pap pap pap sounds against her chest as she worked up a sweat from the hard fuck.

And every so often, she would squirt. Not in full orgasm, but in obvious pleasure. Robin's face was soon almost as stained as his ass cheeks, and while he leaned in to lick her from time to time, the thief was seemingly more enamored of the sight of his beloved getting her ass stuffed full.

And the dragon loved the feeling. Her softening grip, her gentle body, the way that she tossed her head back and her tail ground against his chest in desperate need to pull him closer, everything added to the experience. He wanted more.

He needed more.

He leaned forward, shoving her over Robin, her pussy right in his face and the dragon's balls coming right up behind it. The restraints groaned, but he just rammed forward, back, forward, back, each time bumping himself in that little bit deeper.

More.

More.

More.

Her ass cheeks never stopped bouncing, and she was screaming. Cumming? Probably. He kept going, using her harder, faster, feeling that hole clinging to him, taking on a need for him. Every thrust broke it, stretched it, forced it to learn to take and love the big things rather than the sizes that biology had designed for her species.

And he just kept going, even when she kept on screaming in pleasure.

He wasn't sure how long he kept thrusting, but somewhere in it, he realized his balls were finally rising, his orgasm right on the edge. He gripped her ass, pulled her cheeks apart, and rammed in one last time with a roar.

As the sound ripped from his lips, he felt everything rising up, the blast of pleasure and cum and the throbbing need finally being released hitting him hard. He moaned out loud, his eyes closed tight as he filled her hole with every bit of cum he had, feeling it all shooting up from his balls, through his cock, and into her hole. Squelch, squelch, squelch it went, warm and thick around his cock, and as he pulled out, he felt that lovely, naughty, messy suction of it coming out with him.

He smiled at the display that he'd left behind, of Marian's ass filled to the brim with his cum and Robin slowly being showered in it. It was a work of erotic art, and neither fox was complaining.

They left the dungeon some time later, with the dragon casting another sleep spell on the guards before they made their way out of the area. Once they were under the cover of the trees, Draconicon turned.

"This is where we part ways for now."

"Oh? Well, I suppose there's no changing your mind?" Robin asked, crossing his arms with a smile. "There might be many more nights like this if you stay."

"I'm sure there would be, and there might be in the future, if you're willing. But for now, I have to take care of a few other things."

"Like what?" Marian asked.

"Other people. Other places."

"Ah. I understand. The pressures of rulership," the vixen said, and for a moment, she looked surprisingly dignified for a woman with dragon cum running down her legs and leaving her feet stained from the many puddles she created.

Then the moment passed as she giggled, shaking her head.

"I'm sorry. I could not help myself."

"It's alright," he said, chuckling as well. "But you're not wrong. There are things and people that I have to take care of. But...with your permission - and your willingness - I'll return when I can. There's much that you have yet to do, after all, and I would love to see you take your story to completion."

It sounded a bit pompous to his own ears, and he shook his head before they could ask any questions. He'd already recovered his robes, thankfully, so he could just move on to the next step. Jamming his hands into his pockets, he rooted around until he found what he was looking for.

"Look. If you seriously want me to be around. I want you to take these."

Drawing his hands back out, he held out a pair of rings. Toe-rings, to be precise, as black as his scales and thick and heavy enough that they would never entirely forget that the bands were there. He tilted them in the moonlight, letting the reflection of stars and moon alike be visible in the shimmering bands.

They each took one, turning them over and taking in all the details. Robin was the first to look through it at him.

"What are these for, old chap?"

Just a way of showing that you belong...with me."

To me, was the real answer, but he didn't think that they were ready for something like that just yet. Besides, it remained to be seen whether this was a one-off or something that they'd do again, and he didn't want them to be put off when it wouldn't necessarily even go that far.

The foxes glanced at each other, shrugged, and each stood on one foot. They slid the black band down on their big toe, sliding it all the way to the bottom of the toe, and both yelped at the same time as it tightened, squeezing close to the flesh. The enchantment would keep them from taking it off, and more to the point, ensuring that they would feel it all the more keenly.

"Wh-what was that?" Marian asked, still standing on one foot.

"Just something to keep it close. Now, here's the important part. And I want you to listen carefully when I say this. I mean, really, really listen."

As they nodded, Robin putting his foot back down only to jump as he felt the new sensitivity - something else that the rings' enchantments carried - Draconicon explained.

"These rings link you back to me. If you are in trouble, you can call me to come and help you out. But - and I mean this - don't do that without it being an emergency. Coming back takes effort; I will be back eventually, on my own, but I want you to make sure that you do not call me back for something that you can do yourself. Understand?"

"..."

"I am serious here. No booty calls, no doing something stupid because I can get you out of it. Nothing."

"Hmm. A pity," Robin said.

"Yes, well, that's the issue of me having too many responsibilities."

"That's why I avoid them."

"And why I have to chase after him," Marian added. "We understand."

"Thank you. Now...take care. I'll see you...oh, in a few months. Maybe a year."

As they sputtered - particularly Robin - he turned around and gestured to the nearest tree. The trunk warped, unraveling as the reality between universes started breaking down. A black circle took shape where the trunk had been, one that spiraled open further and further until it revealed a far-off city.

"Ta," Draconicon tossed over his shoulder and stepped through.

Returning to his home city was always a lovely feeling, particularly with the spray of the surf behind him on the coast. He stretched his arms overhead, looking at the coastline for a moment before turning back to the city as a whole. He'd barely had a moment to see his tower again before he was almost tackled off his feet by two blurs, one gray-black, the other green-pink.

"Oof!"

He stumbled backwards, one foot touching the sea before he managed to stop himself from going over. Shaking his head, he pushed his assailants back a pace, smiling at the black-furred unicorn and the speckle-scaled dragon.

"Ellyra. Gann. I'm guessing you were just waiting for me to show up."

"Uh, yeah?" Gann nodded. "It's boring without you around, Master."

"And besides, I wanted more dragon dick. Nobody else fucks me like you; even when Zavis does his best, he's only getting most of it right."

It was always flattering to be missed, even though he was always caught off-guard by the compliments when they came. He wanted to think that they were always eager, and when they were, he didn't know how to handle it.

Both of his harem members reached into his robe, pulling out his cock. They stroked it together, Gann taking the head while Ellyra worked the lower half. He groaned under his breath, reaching around them and squeezing their asses, rolling the cheeks together.

"Mmmph...really missed me, huh?"

"Mmm, we did, master," Ellyra said.

"And I want to show you a few tricks that Drakina taught me."

"Heh, do you, now?"

"Well...after we have some fun."

"And what kind of fun are the two of you in the mood for?"

"Anything you want, master," they said, almost in unison.

Draconicon couldn't help but chuckle. They were so eager for it, and no surprise there. The harem was very patient with his wandering through the multi-verse, finding different partners besides them to enjoy and different stories to engage with. They were patient and understanding that he had quite a few different ideas that he wanted to try, and they appreciated the fact that he didn't warp their reality too much in the process.

At the same time, they still wanted his attention, and that was what he planned to give them. He groped their asses again as they clung to him, squeezing them and making them shiver as he pulled them close.

"You want it, do you?"

"Mmmph, yes, please," Gann muttered.

"Very much," Ellyra moaned.

"Turn around...all fours...now."

They slipped out of his grip and fell to all fours just as he ordered. Gann arched his back, his long tail flowing up and over his back to rest against his spine like a long hand-grip, his cheeks spread and showing off a pucker that had become regrettably tight again after so long away. Draconicon shook his head, but he was grateful to see that the scale-pattern markings that he had left so long ago were still there, running in a rune-circle of black against the other dragon's lighter scales, circling and emphasizing that hole. The same patterns ran down in light chains to the other dragon's ankles, creating dark shackles that were part and parcel with his scales, impossible to remove.

Ellyra was more playful, throwing herself down and then rearing back, whinnying like the eager mare she was. She leaned forward afterward, drawing his eyes to her by parting her cheeks directly. Unlike Gann, her hole was a proper, puffy horse ass, and her pussy was just dripping in anticipation. Draconicon smiled, reaching out to draw a circle around her puffy pussy, and she moaned, pushing her hips back.

"Please, master, don't tease," the mare whispered.

"Mmmph...me first, please?" Gann asked. "I waited...she got you last time."

"Heh, I know, I know. I'm just making my decision."

He rubbed their rumps, kneeling between them as he flicked his gaze from side to side. Dragon or horse: a difficult decision, considering they were both so good at what they did. Gann swayed his cheeks from side to side, while Ellyra moaned, clenching and releasing, showing off how tight and yet how loose her holes could become.

The mare almost won, but then Gann played the trump card. He lifted one foot and stroked his toes along Draconicon's thigh, and the black dragon chuckled.

"The one with the feet gets it first."

"Nnngh, that's not fair," Ellyra pouted.

"Hehehehe, my turn," Gann said, giving the mare a hip-check. She rolled over, flopping on her back with her arms folded over her chest in full pouting complaint. "Come on. You'll get him next."

"I wanted him first."

"Well, tough."

"Hmmph."

Shaking his head at the natural competition that his harem had with each other, Draconicon settled behind his friend, his sex toy, his sub, and his lovely little cutie-derg, and slowly spread those cheeks properly. The cocky grin on Gann's face disappeared, replaced with a moaning sigh as he closed his eyes.

Just as conditioned.

Just as always.

Draconicon returned to his quarters nearly an hour later, having satisfied both the dragon and the mare with his cock and tongue and fingers. They were more than willing to take it further, to spend time lapping at his toes as they all recovered for a second round, but he knew that there were things that needed seeing to. There were a few inspections that he'd have to schedule for tomorrow - the Red-Light District needed some seeing to - and a few decisions regarding how the city was run in his absence that needed to be made.

And after that, he'd need to decide where he was going next.

As he settled at the foot of his - admittedly massive - bed, the dragon waved his hand. Black fire swirled between his digits, circling them like wisps of wind given will. They licked across his palm before he forced them away, creating spiraling lines of black that split into miniature portals, giving viewing ports to different worlds that he might visit next. There were many, and he had to force them to slowly narrow down to create a smaller list of possibilities for himself.

Soon, he had a manageable list, and he called them forward one at a time to consider the ideas. The first was a familiar place, one of equines that walked on two legs, where stallions and mares, pegasi, and unicorns lived together under a princess of the moon and one of the sun. They were very concerned with friendship, but he was pretty sure that he could turn that friendship to something kinkier. All the equine ass and more that he could want...

Of course, that one would take some time. There was much that he would want to do there, many different females and a few males that he could corrupt. If he was going to do that one, he'd be there for a while.

He dismissed it and called another one over. As soon as he glanced into the dark depths, he was almost drowning in the wet warmth of the jungle. He tilted the view around, looking at a pack of anthro wolves wandering through the jungle followed by a human in a red loincloth, barely of age. Further out, he saw a panther in nothing, heavy balls and sheath swaying, a hypnotic python, a lovely bear, and a powerful, angry tiger.

That would be an interesting realm to visit and alter the story of, perhaps creating a jungle kingdom of pleasure and debauchery. He had a few ideas there, and it might be one that he just took for himself, rather than slowly altering the story step by step.

Sending it away, he called back the portal to the Pride Lands. He'd set up various seeds there, and he knew that there were developments that he could check on. Many years further down their timeline, he would return, and there would be more to play with. Scar on his throne in the Pride Lands, perhaps, or maybe earlier to divert that and have Scar set up a kingdom with Zira in the Outlands, a competing ecosystem between the two lands rather than the one that eventually won out. There were many enjoyable ideas there, but it would be another short visit rather than an extended, finished arc.

Or perhaps he could go to a more modern setting, one with many humans and a few select anthros. He smiled as he looked at a portal of five thieves and a vixen governor. The thieves had many little openings to exploit, and he would not lie; the thought of putting that vixen in her place under him appealed more than it should. The kinky tweakings of that universe had many possibilities.

Or he could go somewhere else. Another portal opened on a galaxy of space combat, of two mercenary teams in an uneasy truce between wars, and the meeting that was about to happen between them. Star Wolf and Star Fox were docked in neutral space, and would need something to push them past their anger. Or...into something else.

And, of course, there was the long-standing possibility of going to that last world. He floated the portal over, looking down at the magical alt-world of a New York City where fantasy creatures ran rampant just out of sight of the normal person's point of view. Among them, of course, was another dragon, one that had since reached college age and was just trying to find himself. He could use a little help, of course.

And it would be rather fun to push him through various dragon transformations that were no longer under his control.

Decisions, decisions, Draconicon thought, leaning back as he looked at the options floating over his head. Which one, which one?

The End

Summary: Draconicon has his fun with Robin and Marian, and then comes back home to decide where he wants to go next.

Tags: M/M, M/F, Oral, Anal, Orgasm, Cum, Open Relationship, Bull, Cuckolding, Big Cock, Series, Harem, Rule 34, Robin Hood, Maid Marian, Dragon, Vixen, Fox, Mare, Toe Ring, Bondage,