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"The two faces of heroism"

By Patrick D. Lambert

Commissioned by Sanmer

Rylak stood firm next to the door leading into the examination room. Attired in his regular skin-tight blue spandex suit with white highlights, the golden dragon meditated in silence about his recent arrest, looking for the things that he knew he could've done better. His bearing reflected elegancy and chivalrous, in contrast with the huge muscles of a reptile that could stop a truck with a punch. Despite his serene aspect, he still had a threatening vibe that everyone in the waiting room couldn't ignore.

Next to him was a young and mischievous wolf that went by the villain name "Electro". His cargo pants and leather jacket were ruined after the fight he had with Rylak. The black and grey fur remained slightly bristled from the huge amount of energy he produced on the last attack that couldn't even make a scratch on the dragon's suit. His blue eyes looked expectant. There was no anger or regret from being captured.

Rylak looked down at him, puzzled. When compared to his 8ft of height, the wolf did look small. He expected him to act terrified or angry after being defeated and brought to the rehabilitation center led by Dr. Lemarre. But Electro was calm--in fact, he seemed happy to be there. Rylak found a similar reaction during the last three detentions he made. Were they actually happy for receiving some help? Villains were confused. But he tried not to think too much about it. Dr. Lemarre was doing God's job by helping them in a way prisons couldn't. And Rylak was happy to be part of it.

The door opened and Rylak led the cuffed Electro into the examination room. It looked like a psychologist consulting room, with bookcases with more books than he could count and the wall covered in framed diplomas to reaffirm his preparation. The oak desk stood out for how tidy it was, with the folders perfectly piled up in one corner. Other things beside that were the laptop and a small cradle with silver balls--a Newton's cradle, if he remembered correctly.

Doctor Sanmer A. Lemarre greeted the newcomers with a smile. He moved the locks of golden hair from his brow and signaled to the two wooden chairs at the other end of the desk.

"Please, have a sit. I'll be with you in a moment," the arctic fox mentioned as he drove his attention back to his laptop.

Rylak and Electro occupied their respective seats; the latter struggled with the handcuffs. The dragon didn't pay attention to it, as he ensured they weren't hurting him after the arrest. Instead, he admired the diligent look in the fox's blue eyes. Even when that wasn't the first time he met with him, the dragon couldn't stop himself from admiring the fox's job. He didn't look tired or annoyed by the pending work; Rylak was sure just by looking at him that the fox enjoyed every second of his job.

"Ok, let's see," the fox adjusted his white lab and took the folder at the top of the pile. "Electro, right?" He asked the wolf, who only rolled his eyes. "I'll take that as a yes. And here it says the arrest just happened today. Huh, I better gave my assistant a raise. He's doing an excellent job," the fox giggled.

Rylak, as always, giggled along with the doctor. "He's being very cooperative so far. Don't let that 'bad boy' attitude fool you."

"I know he has. Now, Electro, I will respect your privacy and refer to you by your villain name, if you're ok with it."

"Yeah, whatever. It's not you who's gonna be calling my name," the wolf barked. Rylak found a strange mocking tone in his voice, one that sound very similar to the last villain he arrested.

"Very well. This is just a brief introduction to what our Rehabilitation Center can do for you. We have been helping villains get back into society and use their abilities in a positive way. You might not be convinced of this at first, but I assure you that over the course of the next month you'll become an exemplary citizen."

Rylak always found his initial speech motivational. Electro, on the other hand, wasn't that convinced. He still held to that cheeky smile while looking at the dragon from the corner of his eye, as if he knew something that Rylak didn't.

Sanmer cleared his throat. "Rylak has been of great help to us in more than one way. And I couldn't be more grateful for his contribution," the fox then reached for the Newton's cradle and put it in motion by holding and dropping one of the balls. It made a metallic sound and pushed the opposite ball and the action repeated. "I believe he'll be happy to give you more info about the program. I'll be back in a moment."

Sanmer removed Electro's handcuffs before walking out of the room, leaving them alone. The wolf looked at him in disbelief, despite the rumors he heard about that facility--it was like a dream come true to him.

Meanwhile, Rylak looked straight at the silver balls. CLANK. CLANK. CLANK. He watched them go from left to right, being pushed by the opposite sphere as it clashed with the others. CLANK. CLANK. CLANK. The three middle spheres remained still, transferring the energy from one another until it reached the end. CLANK. CLANK. CLANK. His green eyes followed the movement by sheer instinct as if his life depended on it. He couldn't control it or stop it. He was pulled in as if it were a giant magnet. CLANK. CLANK. CLANK. His body went numb. His eyelids felt heavy. Each hit drained the dragon's energy. He fought it, aware of the villain's presence in the room and the task Sanmer commended him. But he was so exhausted. CLANK. CLANK. CLANK. He wanted to sleep. His surroundings became blurry and then faded to black. He could barely hear the sound of the marbles as he slowly sank into a comfortable trance where he could sleep and rest and forget about everything.

CLANK. CLANK. CLANK.

Electro was still baffled at what just happened. He rubbed his wrists to calm down the pain from the steel handcuffs and only noticed the dragon fell asleep when he heard him snore. It was loud enough that it made him jump from his seat.

"What the fuck...?"

Electro inspected the mighty hero as he snored a second time. It was hard to believe that it happened. Was that some kind of joke? He heard some rumors about the facility, and so far they were proving to be true, which only put him into an alert mode for what could be a trap.

With some hesitation, Electro waved his hand in front of the dragon's face and even snapped his fingers a couple of times when he didn't get a reaction.

"He's sleeping?"

He still was doubtful of the veracity of what he heard. No one could prove him the hero wasn't waiting for the right moment to attack. Maybe he wanted a justification so beat him up--or worse. Or maybe those rumors were true. It was too good to be true, so he decided the best course of action was to escape from there.

The energy on the silver spheres ended and the device stopped. Electro only took a couple of steps before Rylak threw him to the ground with a flap from his wings. "I knew it!", the villain thought as he hurriedly put his hands to stop the falling. He had no energy left for a shock attack, but at least he wouldn't go out without a fight. The wolf rolled on his back, ready to kick the dragon in the balls. Instead, he froze in place for what he found.

Rylak was standing in front of him. The serene expression had transformed into a lustful and desperate one. One hand rubbed his pecs while the other did the same on his crotch. His hips wiggled softly while the rest of his body twitched. He held both knees together, and his legs trembled under his weight. Electro heard loud huffs and whimpers and saw some smoke coming out through his nostrils. He had never seen a dragon in heat before and yet he recognized it immediately.

"You can't be serious..." the wolf muttered.

"Oh, you are so handsome," Rylak moaned.

The wolf couldn't process what happened next. In a blink, the dragon was already on his fours, taking off his cargo pants and leaving him only with his tight blue boxers. The huge maw approached dangerously to his bulge and began to sniff at it. It pushed and rubbed it as he needed its smell to live. Electro laughed nervously at the sight of who many called a gentleman hero acting so slutty. It left him baffled that it took him a while to realize that all those rumors were true and that he was about to have the fuck of his lifetime.

His bulge got bigger as Rylak continued rubbing it, clearly amazed by its size even under the underwear. Electro did nothing to stop him when the eagerness led the dragon to pull down his boxer to get his cock out. The 10 inches jumped out, slapping the dragon in the face, who looked grateful at the wolf for it. Rylak held it from the base and began to lick the pre that was starting to pour from it, a task he only did for some seconds before taking the entire shaft in his mouth with no hesitation.

Electro couldn't hold his moan. He heard dragon's maws were hot, and they weren't lying--his cock was melting in Rylak's throat. It was so intense that he felt on the verge of his climax from the tightness alone. His hand instinctively moved to hold the dragon's head, something that he didn't need when he realized how good he was at deepthroating. Rylak held it as much as he could before going back to the blowjob, making it as noisy and dirty as he could.

It was so much for him to handle. Electro was being served by a hero. And he was doing it in a way so denigrating to his hero status, which only excited the wolf even more. He couldn't stop his hips from thrusting upward, clearly not satisfied with the work Rylak was doing. He saw his tail wag from side to side and delighted in the sounds he made as he choked on the thick canine cock.

That joy didn't last. After fucking his maw for a couple of minutes, the dragon pulled his cock out and took a moment to admire it. Long, thick, and covered in saliva. Electro was stunned by the devotion reflected in those eyes as if Rylak had never seen a cock more beautiful than his. Not only that, but the wolf also found a glimpse of submission while his head wobbled from side to side, following the wolf's cock. Electro had an idea, one that he knew he couldn't let pass.

"Bend over, slut."

Three simple words. Only three simple words were all he needed to hear. Rylak stood up and bent over the desk. From that angle, the spandex suit made his ass look much bigger and juicier. Electro got possessed by the most basic instincts and thought of nothing but to fuck Rylak's brains out. He licked his lips as he slowly stood up, taking off what was left of his clothes.

Rylak looked at him from over his shoulder. That was not the face of a hero, but of a hungry slut begging for cock. His sharp claws tore a hole in the suit to give Electro full access to his fat ass, spreading both cheeks to remark his offer. He wanted that cock more than anything else. He drooled and huffed over the tidy desk, counting the seconds to have the wolf's manhood inside him. Pumping. Thrusting. Breeding.

Electro knew that was not the same hero that brought him there, and he didn't care. He was a slut and he would treat him as one. He held the long tail in the air and slapped his ass several times. Each spank got a moan from the thirsty dragon, who looked and moved his hands away from his ass. That was Electro's ass now. He could do whatever he wanted to it. He was a mere slut made to be used by the patients.

An opportunity like that was unique, Electro was aware of that. Determined not to show any mercy to the valiant hero, he went balls deep into a loose and warm hole--so warm that it made him think he was enjoying sloppy seconds. The dragon didn't doubt to moan loud enough for the sound to get through the soundproof walls the room was made of. Electro sighed with relief and immediately began to fuck the dragon's ass.

The way he fucked him said one thing and one thing only: you belong to me. The dragon knew that very well. Since his awakening, he was conscious that his only task was to be a slut, a big and strong slut for other males to use. He couldn't think of anything else. He didn't want anything else. Doctor Sanmer taught him, after fucking him several times, to be grateful for the males breeding him.

"When the balls stop, you are gonna take control", those were his words. So whenever he heard the funny steel balls the fox had over his desk, he knew it was time to work.

And he loved his work. He loved being used by males like the wolf behind him. Smaller than him but with the endurance of a bull. Rough. Intense. Selfish. Virile. He loved them. And he loved their cocks. He didn't try to conceal his moans as the wolf continued fucking him, harder and faster with each passing second. The dragon felt his own cock pushing against the spandex suit, begging for undeserved attention and dripping pre all over him.

The dragon knew time was running short. Whenever Doctor Sanmer wasn't with him, that meant they didn't have much time. But he was ok with it. That also meant a more intense and brutal fuck, one that his ass could endure. He felt the wolf thrust harder. Harder. Harder. He was crushing his prostate. Saliva fell over his back. The dragon was experiencing a pleasure so intense that his claws crushed the wood from the edge of the desk where he was holding to.

And then, his eyes opened wide when he felt the hot and thick seed filling his insides. The wolf howled during his climax, pushing his throbbing cock as deep as he could, while the dragon drooled over the desk, with his eyes white and about to pass out. And the wolf continued pumping more and more cum, making his entire body feel warm from the most delicious fuck he had in a while.

The dragon started to feel tired. And dizzy. And sleepy. He heard a door opening, and he went back to sleep.

Rylak woke up in the consulting room. His eyes adapted slowly to the bright light coming through the window. He couldn't remember what happened or how did he get there. But as soon as he got a better view of his surroundings, it all started to make sense.

"Oh, Rylak. Glad to have you back," Dr. Sanmer said with his usual cheerful smile.

"Did I fall asleep?" The dragon mumbled.

"You're working too much again, aren't you? I told you it's not healthy for you."

Rylak swallowed. His head was still dizzy, and he was trying to make sense of what just happened. He remembered the doctor leaving the room for a moment after commending him a brief introduction to the Rehabilitation Center. And that was all.

Then, the pieces matched in his head and he looked to his right. Electro was looking at him in total disbelief. But he was still there, even after he fell asleep.

"Electro was just signing the regular paperwork. He's pretty happy with what the Center has to offer. Right, Electro?"

"Y-yeah...! You were really convincing! I'm gonna love this place."

The disbelief turned into a cheeky smile, one that made Rylak think he was looking at a child that was about to make a prank. But then he asked himself when did he explained all of that to Electro, and that just made his head hurt even more. He thought about taking some fresh air, but as soon as he stood up from the chair, he felt a sharp pain in his butt. The dragon leaned over the desk and grunted.

"You should go to the infirmary. You're not looking well," Sanmer suggested.

"I guess I'm more wounded than I thought," the dragon replied. He also had a strange, salty taste in his mouth. Like dirty underwear.

The dragon walked out of the room dragging his paws and rubbing his temple as he struggled to remember what just happened. His nose wrinkled at the rancid smell of sweat coming from inside his moist suit and decided to take a shower first. Electro followed him with his eyes and then looked back at Sanmer, who just winked at him. The wolf, now more determined and excited to play again with the hero, put the last sign in the contract to begin his treatment.