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He couldn't remember his dream when he woke up. Something sexy surely, judging from his boner. Then he remembered where he was again and with a surprised moan realized what had awakened him. The dragon had knotted him at the end of their wild mating and it seemed he never pulled it out! On the contrary, the cock was shifting inside his butt and grinded against his inner walls. He couldn't help but let out a low moan. 'Are you awake or are you having a dream?' Hazel wondered, but all he knew was that the dragon was shifting his hips back and forth excruciatingly slow, sending shivers up his spine.

Hazel closed his eyes again, snuggling his back tightly against the predators belly and enjoyed the erotic feeling just between waking and sleeping. The dragons cock massaged his insides so tenderly he became lost in the moment. Minutes passed, or more, until Hazel felt the strong forelegs tighten their grip, a deep groan escaped the dragons throat and another warm gush of the dragons juices flowed into his belly, filling him just a bit more than before. The warmth flodded through his body. Then the white beast curled up again and drifted back into his sleep, cuddling the freshly filled bunny. His purring was so relaxing, Hazel felt his consciousness drift away once more.

And so it went on. Hazel woke from his sleep by the arousing movements of the large monster around him, inside him. How many times the dragon came into him, he couldn't say. The Afterglow of one orgasm became the foreplay for the next until even the dragon was completely exhausted and they both fell into a deep slumber.

When Hazel awoke again, he knew it was the next day. He didn't knew how he knew it, though. The chamber was beneath the mansion after all and he hadn't heard the gong of a clock either. Slowly his consciousness came back to him. The white dragon was still lying curled up around him, sleeping. Hazel got onto his legs carefully. He was still shaky and had to fight for balance, but the dragons knot no longer tied him to the predator.

He took a moment to watch the dragon that had so vigorously mated him last night. The large cock was no longer erect. It had pulled back almost all the way into the white sheath. But the messy white trail that led from the dragons loins to the point where he had slept and the strong, musky smell of males still was a living proof for their nightly adventures. He remembered where the rest of the white cream went and blushed. Suddenly he was very aware of the warmth between his legs where the cum dribbled from his pucker.

Hazel stepped over the dragons tail, quietly as to let the dragon sleep, and for the first time really looked at the chamber around him. It was large, so much was obvious, with a high ceiling framed with ornaments. In fact the whole room was filled with exquisite furniture made from rare wood and skillfully carved. Heavy brocade curtains on the walls gave the room a baroque atmosphere, just like the rest of the mansion. And behind the curtains Hazel spied more portals, leading to even more rooms.

The urge in his loins got stronger and drove him on. 'Should have taken the tour when it was still daylight..', he thought. Where did the light come from anyway? Yesterday the room was filled by the romantic sunset, amplified by the lanterns... or so he thought. Right now it was clearly dawn, but no window to prove it, nor could the few candles be responsible for the soft light that flooded over the wooden decor.

Well, a mystery he might solve later, now he had to find the bathroom. Figuring one doorway might be as good as the others, Hazel stepped through the arched portal that was closest to the bed. It had no doors and the width and height was obviously made for dragons, not for humans. When he entered the room, it seemed to illuminate. The light slowly got brighter where it had been dark shadows before, except for the ceiling.

'Bingo' It was the bathroom he was searching for! After his eyes had adjusted to the twilight, the silhouettes that divided the room into three parts turned into wooden pedestals, almost as high as his shoulders and crowned with flowers and ivy. On one side of the chamber he gazed upon what might have been a small swimming pool - the quiet surface of the water didn't reveal its depth, but small pieces of furniture with a lot of small jars, glass bottles on them hinted at its function as a huge shower.

On the second wall he found what probably was the dragons place to do his business.. 'A tree? How did they bring a fucking tree in here?' But it stood there nonetheless. With a trunk that he couldn't put his arms around and scratch marks on its balk, the dark oak might have been dozens of years old. The tree rooted in a grassy ground, he noticed, and grass covered the ground of the whole section of the room, but the trees crown still lay in the shadows and was nigh invisible.

And on the next wall he found what he was desperately searching for by now - a human-sized door! Hazel accelerated his steps. Not only did he feel the warm trickle of the dragons seed running down his leg, tickling him, his other body functions urged him on as well. So when he opened the door and found the small human-sized restroom, he gave a sigh of relief.

When Hazel left the room again, he was greeted by the noise of running water. 'Do they have a river in here as well?', the bunny chuckled. He scanned the room and spotted the dragons silhouette on the other side. It was a majestic sight... A huge waterfall that came directly from the wall crashed into the pool and sent a million drops of water into the air, each illuminated by the mysterious white glow of light. And in the middle of the waterfall, surrounded by the fine circle of light, the proud hunter stood in all his strength, looking over at the bunny.

"Good morning, my friend", Hazel smiled. He was surprised when the dragon accelerated towards him, jumping from the pool in a gush of water. The next thing he felt was the wet skin that rubbed against his body when the dragon circled around him like a cat, rubbing his flanks against Hazels fur. Then Hazel felt himself pushed forward. Looking over his shoulder he saw that the predator was pushing his head against the bunnies back, pressing him to go forward towards the pool. It was cute. "He he, okay, I'll come with you!" he laughed.

The dragon rubbed his flanks against him one more time and then returned to the waterfall where he waited for him. The pool couldn't be too deep, he realized now, at least not right there where the dragons stood, his legs only about two foot in the water.

'Taking a shower with my dragon.. lu~cky!', a wide grin covered his face. When did he began to think of the beast as 'his' dragon, though? If he could, he would certainly visit him more often, become his friend if dragons knew such concepts... He broke his chain of thoughts and returned to the here and now. He was offered a golden opportunity that he wasn't going to waste.

Trailing his eyes over the pieces of furniture and their dozens of vials and bottles, Hazel knew his first guess was head on - all of them contained some kind of perfume, shower bath, shampoo or shower equipment to make bathing more enjoyable. The grabbed the one that promised the most bubbles as well as a nice fluffy sponge and then carefully stepped into the pool. The water had just the right temperature. Very hot, but not so hot as to hurt his skin.

The dragon welcomed him by nuzzling his nose into Hazels flank and then began to sniff at him. Without any hesitation he began to sniff at his crotch and the dry bunny sperm that covered it, then he suddenly gave his sheath a good, long lick. Hazel yelped and blushed as the dragon lifted his head again, looking into his eyes and licking his own lips. Then he dived his head forward again, around Hazels side and he felt the hot breath on his butt cheeks. And again the predator took a good sniff, pressing his snout between the bunnies legs and directly between his buttocks. 'Damn it.. what are you thinking, sniffing me there all the sudden! If you want to make me horny again you ha..' His thought broke off when a wet, slimy tongue suddenly probed his tailhole.

A loud moan escaped his bunny throat. He hadn't expected this! Last evening the beast had mated him, yes, but releasing your need on a willing bunny was different from pleasuring him so intimate... The tongue probed him deeper, pushing against his inner walls, lapping up his own seed from his butthole and leaving a trail of slimy salvia instead. "Oh yes... please...continue..."

Hazel bit his lower lip. The tongue started pulling out and pushing back and Hazel nearly lost his balance on the watery ground. He could barely hold on to the monsters strong neck while the tongue darted into his butt mercilessly. And when he began moaning, not able to resist the dragon any longer... the tongue pulled back completely, leaving Hazel with an empty feeling. All he could do was whine with frustration as the dragon looked at him again, licking his own lips and showing him a toothy wide grin.

He panted. His cock was rock hard again, but the white dragon just stood there, smiling at him. And then looking at the sponge in the bunnies hand, looking at this face again, looking back and forth...

Hazel gave a sigh. Oh well, that was the game they played after all. Maybe he could take some naughty revenge later and tease the dragons tailhole the same way, if the beast allowed him.. But for now it was bath time and he had wanted to give the dragon a washing from the beginning!

He spurted a huge load of the shower gel on the sponge and began to run it against the dragons flank. With wide, circular movements, the bubbles soon began to cover more and more of his white skin. And while he stood there in the pool, the huge beast by his side, letting him wash his body, he began to think...

He had maneuvered himself in a dead end. At first, visiting a dragon had been an exciting thought - and it still was! There were so many things he wanted to try out if the dragon would agree. He would find ways to gain access to his suite a few more times at least... But the prospect of being a solicitant for the dragon, one among others, suddenly frustrated him more than he would have expected.

"You're so friendly... it's clichéd, I know, but.. you don't belong into a cage like this." Hazel spoke to the dragon in a quiet voice while giving his forelegs a good scrub that the dragon definitely enjoyed. "You're not a prostitute like the other house guests! I would rather be your friend then your 'patron'. Did you ever even allowed anyone of them to come close to you? I hope you didn't... Please let this be special.. just you and me... you're special to me, you know?" Was it true? What kind of special? It was all sex... and friendship maybe... he didn't know if there could be more. An intimate relationship with a feral animal was unheard of, at least. "We push pets like you into the role of a lover to feel like a conqueror, but deny you the affection that lovers receive... ironic, isn't it?"

The dragon seemed to feel his frustration... or maybe it was just because he had unconsciously slowed down his tender washing - his tail whipped against the water and sent a splash of hot water at the bunny. "He..Hey!" Looking at the dragons mischievous grin that was so playful and warm-hearted and friendly, he couldn't help but smile again in return. No, he wasn't imagining things. Yesterday the white beast had shared an intimate act with him of his own free will, even if he was needy as hell. And today he was treating the bunny like a friend. He would also treat the dragon in the best way he could!

With newfound vigor he decided to give his friend the wash he deserved. Rubbing him carefully with his sponge, covering every inch of his body with a lot of foam and bubbles. He had already covered the flanks when he started, and the forelegs during his gloom. So now he began to work on his tasty hindquarters, caressing over the dragons hindlegs gently. Obviously his tender treatment pleasures his partner, as he lifted his hindleg up into the air, allowing him to work on his feet.

It was massive, Hazel thought as he supported it with one hand while cleaning it with the other. Each of the four digits was almost as big as his hand and the black claws were even longer than on his forepaws. If the dragon wanted, he could probably dig them into the wooden floor or through stone or through... One of the digits was smaller than the other three, almost resembling a hand. And an agile one! At one point of his cleaning, the dragon grabbed the sponge and gave the bunny a tug-of-war before he let him continue. Hazel even found a smaller, fifth digit at the side of the hindpaw on the side where the small toe would have been.

Cleaning each digit carefully, he slit the sponge trough the gaps between them and over the leathery sole. When he finished, the whole paw was covered with foam, glistening wet and slippery. With a smirk he took the hindpaw with both hands, guided them towards his crotch and slid his semi-hard cock between the digits. And the dragon smiled back at him. Allowing the bunny to play with it as he liked.

It was supposed to be a playful joke, but damn did it feel good! Slippery from all the foam, the snowy skin was snuggling against his sensitive cockhead... and the dragon didn't help him to stop when his digits formed a perfect passage to hump against and to push his shaft into. He couldn't stop, didn't want to stop... He humped away at the hindpaw, moaning softly and let his cocktip slide all over the sole. He pushed his cock through the gap between the slippery digits, keeping himself on the edge. This time the dragon didn't look like he was going to pull away. He couldn't read his expression, but it told him it was okay to go on. Nothing wrong with loving my paws. You like me and I like you and that's all.

It took all his willpower to restrain himself. He wanted it so badly and it felt so heavenly. He wanted to release himself on this beautiful hindpaw. Hump wildly against it, thrust into the artificial hole and cum into it, smear his juice over the sole and between the digits. The dragon was inviting him to. But there was one thing he would love to do even more with his dragon friend and it had been on his mind all along.

Reluctantly, Hazel bowed down and licked all over the sole, savoring the taste of his own precum, mixed with a little rest of foamy soap. Then he gave the sole a last kiss and motioned the dragon to set the hindpaw down again. He gave him a questioning look that the bunny answered with a grin and a shrug of his shoulders.

He gathered all his courage and picked up the foam. Without breaking eye contact to the dragon, he stepped behind him and splashed the foamy sponge onto his tailbase, squeezing it and forcing water and foam to trickle down his tailbase, directly between his butt cheeks, running over his exposed tailhole...

If the dragon would resist, it would be now, Hazel knew. Up until now he had stayed away from the hunters back entrance, avoided any action that the male dragon could interpret as a challenge to his dominance. And the dragon indeed gave a jerk when the first stream of water ran over his delicate tailring.

But if he hated it, he surely didn't show a sign. He didn't growl or glare at him.'Phew...'

Hazel took up a fresh load of hot water and then snuggled the sponge on the dragons butt cheek, directly next to his hole, but not quite touching it. First of all, he gave the one butt cheek a good rubbing, before continuing with the other one. Very slowly, he realized, the dragon began to lift his tail, making it easier for the bunny to stand behind him and give him the foamy treat.

He began to move the sponge in a slow circle around the dragons hole, never touching it, always a few inches in between. Every time he slowed down at the tailbase to give it special attention, moving the sponge excruciatingly slow over the snowy skin, and the dragon gave a soft pant in return.

With each circle he moved the sponge towards the middle, with each circle he dragon began to grow more restless, shifting his hindlegs, twitching his tail and panting under his breath as if to hide his tension. 'So even a strong male like you likes some butt attention, hmm?' Hazel smiled. Wordless anticipation filled the air around the two males. Both of them were rock hard. Both of them were excited. '...but are you just enjoying my attention or do you really want me to take the next step?'

He circled closer, closer around the monsters tailring, almost touching it. And with one decisive move he took the sponge and snuggled it directly between the foamy cheeks, squeezing it onto the dragons tailhole, gently but steadily massaging the entrance. Silence filled the room and goose bumps ran over Hazels back.

Then, hesitantly, he felt the hindquarters push back against his hand. He had a strange feeling, like some kind of invisible barrier between them had just broken, replacing the strange tension in the room with a new kind of intimacy. The dragon lifted his tail, revealing his tailbase to the bunny and took a wider stance with his hindlegs, slightly spreading his butt cheeks in the process.

The dragon trusted him! The realization sent tingling joy up his chest and forced a wide grin on his face. He lay his free hand onto the dragons smooth cheek, petting him, and pushed the sponge against the creatures back entrance. He began to use more pressure, then relaxing a bit before pushing harder again, massaging the sensitive tailhole with gentle but forceful. Soon he noticed he had moved much closer, his nose touching the white foamy skin of the trembling beast.

Hazel enjoyed the dragons reaction. He rubbed himself against the bunny, shoving his hindquarters against the sponge with obvious anticipation, wiggling his hips to left and right. It was time to drop the last barrier between them, the bunny decided, dropping the sponge into the water. Bracing himself, he lay both his hands on the dragons cheeks and slowly massaged them, watching the delicious tailhole in front of his nose. Then he darted forward, pressing his nose against the twitching pucker and the tip of his tongue found the warm center of the delicious hole. Musky smell filled his nostrils as he buried his face between the dragons cheeks without hesitation and with a strong push slid his tongue into the hot orifice.

The dragons reaction came immediately. Something touched the back of Hazels head and locked him in place, pushed him forcefully against the dragons ass. The scent intoxicated the bunny and he pushed his tongue as deep into the dragons hole as he could, touching the hot walls inside, tickling them with the tip of his tongue. Taking in the smell of the dragon, tasting the dragon.. A hot blush filled his face with heat but he couldn't pull away. The dragon held him with his strong tail, pushing along Hazels shoulders and head, snaking around his body.

He felt lightheaded. His nose snuggled tight between the dragons buttocks, even when he tried to suck in air he only managed to draw in a little breath of the dragons heavy musk. He felt his knees getting shaky. His tongue flicked in and out of the soft, moist walls of the big predator, he felt his heart race faster, his cock twitched wildly. With every second he bunnies thoughts became more hazy, feeling his consciousness slipping away. The only thing he felt was his ecstasy, rimming the sexy dragon ass, pleasuring him with his wet tongue.

The pressure against his neck disappeared and Hazel sucked in the cold air, panting heavily. He found himself on his knees 'When did that happen...?' He hadn't noticed at all how they had shifted their positions while his nose was buried between the dragons cheeks. The beast lay on his back, half covered by the warm water with the bunny sitting on his tail. The bunnies sight was still clouded and he let himself fall into the dragons arms.

Claws closed around his shoulders and pulled him forward and a heat hit his belly when the dragons rock-hard member smacked against his front. His own cock rubbed over a slick surface... 'Oh my god... are you guiding me there? Oh yes, please, yes...' He knew the beast had pulled him into position, it was an invitation as clear as one could get. His dripping tip rubbed between the slippery butt cheeks, slick from his own salvia from before, poking against the tailring he had longed for all this time...

And at the same time the pre-cum covered shaft of his partner pressed against his belly and chest, staining him with the dragons slimy juices. He ran his hands all over the hot length, bowing down his head and giving the tip a good lick before he completely indulged himself in the excitement of his own throbbing member. Very slowly, savoring every second, he snuggled his cocktip against the slick tailring, the hotness engulfed his sensitive tip, earning him a big drop of clear fluid from the dragons member that he licked right up.

Deeper and deeper he slipped into the tight tailhole, letting out a whimper and clenching on the slick member in front of him. It felt just too good! Immediately he had to hold himself back, the tight passage massaged his cock. With a strong push he sank in completely, his balls slapping against the dragons skin, giving a wet splashing sound. Then he pulled out completely, feeling the tailhole close around his tip before sinking in for a second time. The tailhole was so slick and yet to tight...

With slow thrusts he began to push in and out, moaning every time he dragon clenched his ring around his throbbing shaft. His hands went to work on the dragons own length, rubbing up and down and spreading the slippery precum all over his fur and sucking on the tip. His fingers traveled down towards the sheath and found it. He squeezed both hands around the base of the cock and pushed the sheath back, revealing the growing knot.

All the while he continued his slow, deep thrust. He was finally at the pinnacle of his fantasy, finally mating the dragon, being able to touch him, enter him, mounting him. His thrusts got faster, stronger. The dragon was looking at him with half-opened eyes, his tongue rolling out. He, too, was panting.

Hazel allowed himself to get lost in the pleasure. Rocking his hips and clenching his hips around the dragons tail, he began to fuck him vigorously, humping against his butt cheeks. His balls slapped against the dragons tail base with every thrust, and with every thrust Hazel came closer to the edge. The passage squeezed down hard on his member, almost milking him and he had to stop his humping. 'No... not yet, no..' Hazel bit on his lips and held back his urge. He felt a shot of sperm rush through his pulsing shaft, pumping into the dragon, but he managed to hold himself back.

Slowing down he concentrated more on his partners cock now while pumping gently into his tailhole. He ran his hands all over the knot that was now fully erect. 'You pushed *that* into me last night?!' The thought of how it had filled his bum was so naughty and exciting... Now it was rubbing against his belly and he squeezed it, massaged it with both hands, all the while he took the fat cockhead between his lips and suckled on it, lapping up the occasional drop of musky fluid from the tip.

'I can't bear it any longer... I need it.. now!' Hazel picked up speed again, burying his penis deep into the dragons butt, his balls tensed up, slapping against the massive body, sending up a sweet kind of pain through his crouch. Wilder and faster he fucked the beast, pumping that slick member and sucking on the tip while trying to push himself as deep as he could. Then he felt the dragon tense up, a growl escaping his maw and the bunny knew they would climax together.

The hot load hit his throat just when the hot walls clenched around his cock, sending him over the edge as well. He hilted himself into the dragons hole and shot his load of bunny sperm into deep into the hot ass. At the same time the long stream of dragon jizz overwhelmed his mouth and gushed from his lips. He pulled up his head and the next shot hit his face while his own cock shot rope after rope of sticky cum into the dragon. He pressed the pulsating dragoncock against his soft belly fur and let the cum shot all over him before he took the tip into his mouth again, eagerly swallowing the rest of the load. He tensed up for one last shot and then collapsed onto the dragons waiting body.

He couldn't move anymore, was completely spent. The dragons member was still pulsating, gushes of cum running from the tip down to the knot and he embraced the cock, nestled it against his warm body. The dragon didn't seem to mind, or at least he have no sign of it. It seemed their last climax had left him spent as well, for he lay still in the water with small waves flowing over his skin. Hazels eyes became heavy like lead, he couldn't keep them open. After a second he felt something shift under him and something large covered his whole body, lifting him from the water while tugging him close to the dragons warm skin. Then he fell asleep for the second time today.

The rest of the day went by much too fast. He awoke some hours later, snug against the white body and covered by one of the creatures large wings. He took another bath, this time without any intervention and later he found that a trolley-table had been left in the antechamber, laden with fine golden pots and jars. The food was tasty, but matched the exquisite style of the mansion. Half of it was clearly meant for the patron, while the other half was of huge proportions - legs of wild boars, and cold meat from a dozen different animals. The dragon are most of it with one bite, chewing it down with his razor sharp teeth.

When the time to part came, heralded by the cruel chimes of an antique long case clock, Hazel felt like he hadn't spent any time with the dragon at all. A coldness crept into his chest. He was made aware of the fact that he was just a guest in this room. No matter how much he thought he liked the dragon, he had to leave him alone without knowing when - if - he would see him again.

Without much thinking about it, Hazel walked up to his head and nuzzled his nose. "I have to leave you now... I can't explain why. I hope you don't miss me too much... I will definitely come and visit you again!" The dragons tongue licked over his face, just like when they first met and the bunny licked over it, giving him a good-bye kiss of some sorts. Then he quickly turned around and went to the door. He didn't know what to say so the feral beast would understand him. He trembled. He could think of no way to make the parting any easier. Watching back from the door, he looked into the dragons eyes which hadn't moved at all, looking back at the bunny with an unreadable expression.

Before he closed the door between inner chamber and anteroom, he said: "I wish I knew your name.. or that you have a name, maybe... My name is Hazel, I hope we see each other again!"