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Falora welcomed him back with open arms and excitement. She told Adam that tomorrow he’d be meeting all of her sisters and that she’d introduce them on that day. Truthfully, Adam wished he could do a bit more studying before that, and he wasn’t quite as excited as she was. Falora was the type of individual that could meet others and get along with them without even needing a name. She had a habit of sitting down at cafes, bars and other similar locations and making friends off of small talk. Connections came naturally to her and she loved nothing more than to dive into the unknown. Adam wasn’t quite the same. Meeting new people could go just fine for him, but he didn’t really do well in similar situations. Typically, he’d stay quiet until addressed or waited until he could get a good one on one with someone. Barhopping or actively trying to make connections like Falora did would give him maybe one or two pleasant experiences, whereas Falora could find herself with numbers in hand and a new group to talk to at a later date. Anyone he introduced her to seemed to take to her quickly enough and with little homework needed. Adam figured that he should be putting his best foot forward, but Falora always encouraged him to do these things casually. While he had wanted to know much more about her father in the first place, Falora had only given him the bare minimum of what he had wanted to know. However, meeting Haoran had gone very, very well. A little too well. Meeting the sisters would probably not go in similar directions, considering they were all supposed to spend time together. That being said, the prospect of meeting four other women like Falora was nowhere near a negative thing. He could imagine their shapes and their sizes, their eyes and their scales and at some point, he might have started daydreaming a bit in his own perverted hound mind while sitting there getting ready for bed.

The sound of a snap called his attention, and he blinked to see Falora’s hand waving in front of his face, “Sweetie. Were you just imagining how hot my sisters are?”

His cheeks warmed, and he coughed with a fist raised to his mouth, “Well, no, I mean. I was thinking about how similar they might look to you.”

Falora pushed the covers aside to straddle his lap, her bare chest pressed against his as she planted a gentle peck atop his nose, “You’re such a naughty dog.”

He smiled and leaned to press his forehead to hers while humming, “Sorry. I guess old habits die hard.”

“Don’t apologize sweetie. Part of the reason I love you so much is that drive of yours. Looking at others like they’re snacks. I know whenever you stare at me like that I get shivers.” Falora said with a delighted purr before adding quietly, “You’re also, more importantly, an absolute sweetheart.”

“Good to know I’m wanted for more than just my libido.” He said with a chuckle.

Suddenly, Falora clutched onto his back, her claws digging in just a bit as she breathed out, “Yeah, but that naughtiness is a big bonus. Just be sure to behave around my sisters. You can look but—”

When she paused, he leaned back and tilted his head, “But?”

Falora suddenly giggled while clinging close to him, “But can only touch if I’m around.”

He practically choked at what she was saying, “Falora!”

She laughed and pressed her cheek to his chest, “What, fluffy? I like seeing you all worked up, so if you wanted to grab onto anyone else then at least make it one of my hot sisters.”

Adam began to sniff the air near her while muttering, “Are you drunk, young lady?”

Her claws trailed up and down his upper back in little circles while she shook her head, “No, I’m just saying I like to see you being a bit wild since you’re so sweet and quiet most of the time. When you’re playful or even excited, I love to see it! So if you get excited by one of my sisters, then by all means.”

He thought about that for a moment before he closed his eyes and hummed, “Hm, so I have your permission to just go out and be a wild dog then? Start humping any random butt?”

She laughed and gave his shoulder a gentle slap that caused him to smirk and sicker as she scoffed, “You know that’s not what I meant! If you’re going to hump a random butt, then you better at least tell me about it so I can give you the okay.” She then brought her hands all the way to his chest to urge him to lie back before she clutched onto his shoulders while purring, “But if I catch you doing that sort of thing without me knowing then I would have to really sink my teeth into you.”

Adam felt his entire body grow hotter as he stared up at his fiance and rumbled, “Mind giving me a demonstration?”

Her tail whipped as she brought her claws around to his back again while leaning in close to whisper, “With pleasure.”

Perhaps taunting the beast out of his future wife hadn’t been the most genius idea on his part with an upcoming meet and greet. The morning after came quite early. A bit of soreness and stinging anytime he moved made it rather difficult to stay asleep and so he got up before the sun was properly in the sky. Falora followed suit to get in the shower with him and what came during the shower were apologies, lots of kisses, and afterward, burning antiseptics. There was a difference between Falora clawing him a bit and giving him a pleasant soreness, and Falora tearing into his back and shoulders, which broke more than just a bit of skin. He certainly hadn’t hated it when her claws were ripping into him and passions were at an all-time high, and didn’t even fault her for it since he had been egging her on. It also felt right, considering the fact that he was fucking her dad. Seeing as she seemed to be okay with the idea of him getting with one of her sisters, albeit with a bit of vengeance, perhaps he should think about talking to her about her father. While she tended to his back, he thought about saying something. Being honest about it seemed better than just hiding it forever. As exciting as things were with her father, the guilt hadn’t quite faded away entirely even though he had thrown himself into it with all the depravity and hunger in his system. Adam decided on not telling her. Not now. There were things to do today, and that started with proper aftercare and a bit of love.

Today’s outfits were something from the traditional closet. Longer robes that he wasn’t quite used to, while Falora wore an odd-looking dress that reminded him of her dad’s typical apparel. Her legs were showing and he was more than just fine with that, but he still felt odd in his own outfit. Adam didn’t really feel like he looked good in it or that he fit in correctly. Maybe because it wasn’t tailored specifically for him, or maybe because he just wasn’t used to looking at himself in robes. His family would have called him a few choice words for sure. A man should wear nothing but button-ups and blue jeans. That little melancholic joke earned a morose smile that Falora was quick to hone in on with plenty of attention. She squished his cheeks and told him that he looked just fine before leaning in to plant a kiss on his mouth. After another apology or two for the previous night’s clawing, she got an arm around his own and pulled him in front of a mirror.

While standing there side by side, she asked quietly, “Do you think we could dress like this for the wedding? I mean, I know that I’m not a stickler for tradition but something about this just feels right.”

He closed his eyes and thought of the few family members he’d invite and how they’d react. When he looked in the mirror and saw himself standing there, he realized what mattered was what felt right, and so he said with a small smile, “Yeah, I think we could.”

She then squeezed his arm and muttered, “Your parents would come, right? We could go with more of what they’re used to instead.”

Adam sucked in a breath at that one before blowing out slowly, “I think maybe we should cross them off the list.”

Falora looked toward him slowly, “You sure about that? I’m sure we could handle them for one day and you wouldn’t hear the end of it if they heard about it after.”

He closed his eyes and brought a hand up to scratch his neck, “Yeah, but after seeing how you act with your dad and hearing about how much of a good time you’ve had with your sisters, well, I figure that maybe I should start to put down a few lines in the sand with my family. I know a few cousins, a few brothers of mine that will be fine enough to invite, but my parents aren’t ideal. They never were and I shouldn’t force myself to hang around hoping that they’ll be better in time, and well, shouldn’t force you either.”

She caressed his side gently while placing her cheek to his shoulder, “We’ll have time to think it over. After all, it is your wedding just as much as it is mine.”

They shared a smile in the mirror before turning each other to share a gentle peck of mouth to mouth. After that, they headed out of the room to get ready for Falora’s sisters. Haoran found them in the tearoom and it seemed like he was concerned about something. When he entered, the old dragon had his hands behind his back and was muttering to himself. At first, he thought that it might be concern over the state of his outfit as he was smoothing the material of his clothing on occasion before returning his hands behind his back again. Pacing from one place to the other. Prodding a finger in the air before lowering it. Was he counting?

“I wonder if I made enough to eat.” He overheard the old dragon muttering.

Falora also overheard the words and laughed, “Daddy relax, I’m sure you’ve made enough.”

Haoran looked toward them and beamed, “You’re probably right, but I want to make sure that my family is fed well and enjoys what they are fed. It has been a long time since I’ve had all of my daughters under the same roof, and with such a handsome guest as well. I have to make sure they have adequate amounts of food or they’ll eat him up before I do.”

His fiance snickered, “Be nice. I already took my bites last night, so he’s a little sore.”

The old dragon laughed as he moved to join them, sitting next to him as Adam cleared his throat, “I don’t know if you should be saying that.”

“Relax.” Haoran said while touching his shoulder gingerly, “I’d rather hear that you two were enjoying each other rather than the opposite.” The old dragon’s free hand drifted to his chest, applying a bit of pressure while he stated, “To know this means that I know that I will have grandchildren before long.”

Falora’s cheeks flushed with bright color as she cleared her throat, “Well, I don’t think it’ll be that soon. We’d have to think about moving into a proper house or a bigger apartment first.”

“Oh, and will that be a problem with my help?” The old dragon said with a grin.

In the middle of these two beauties who were huffing and snickering at one another, Adam managed to say while sneaking his hand underneath the old dragon’s tail to grab onto his rear, “I think that we’ll be fine taking our time with that. Having kids shouldn’t be something that we rush.”

Falora looked into his eyes and smiled brightly, leaning over to snatch a kiss while Haoran breathed out shakily, “I think I understand what you mean, so I won’t push too much about it. None of your other sisters have expressed any interest in this sort of thing. Most of them have been tending to themselves or in tentative relationships.”

When they parted, Adam pulled his hands back onto the table to ask, “Falora didn’t really tell me much about her sisters, and even said when we first met that she’d prefer it if I just waited. She just shared a few stories from when she was younger, but not much else.”

Haoran scoffed, “Of course! She’s impulsive and loves the thrill of surprise. Why wouldn’t she want her lover to be just the same?”

“Daddy! Please, I’m not that impulsive. Besides, I think it’d be nice if they got to do first impressions on their own instead of having me tailor things for them. You two turned out just fine!” She said with a huff.

The old dragon paused for a bit while letting a hand linger on Adam’s lap, “Yes, you are right about that.”

He tried to ignore the finger brushing along a particular spot, but his shaft began to twitch and rise against the material of his underwear due to the that coaxing digit. Once Haoran pressed against that meager arousal, he chuckled and let his finger drift away while Adam coughed, “I’d prefer to have more warning in the future.”

Falora pushed his side gently while huffing, “Oh hush, you did fine without me needing to print you out my dad’s history.”

They continued that little teasing conversation for a few more moments before Falora’s phone buzzed. A text had been sent letting them know that her sisters were here. Falora got up with a squeak while clapping her hands together and she immediately offered to go get her sisters. She rushed out of the door and didn’t even shut it behind her. Haoran rose calmly and went to the open door, chuckling as it slid it shut. For a moment, he remained there with his hand on the door before he turned around and looked at Adam.

“You were being very bold with that hand.” Haoran began quietly.

Adam chuckled, “Sorry. Couldn’t help it. Especially since Falora said she likes to see me being a little naughty. Then again, that conversation was part of the reason my back ended up so raw.”

Haoran tilted his head, “Oh? Tell me about this conversation.”

When the old dragon returned to his seat, Adam breathed out and placed his hands on the table, “Well, she said that if I took an interest in one of her sisters to let her know. That maybe I could touch and if I did so without at least telling her, she’d reward me with a bit of punishment. Asked her how that might be done and well, she sunk her claws in and showed me.”

The old dragon chuckled and placed a hand over his mouth, “Gracious, to think she’d offer up her own fiance. Such a good sister.”

Adam shrugged, “Thought telling her about you almost immediately, but uh, wasn’t sure about that.”

Haoran lowered his hand slowly before humming, “Even if she were okay with it, I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that. I already feel odd for letting you cum inside of me but there is also something else that is on my mind as well.”

He could see that the old dragon was fidgeting and before long Adam asked quietly while reaching out to touch the man’s thigh, “What is it?”

There was a moment where Haoran’s eyes peered toward the door, where he seemed a bit aloof before he began quietly as his cheeks began to glow just a bit, “I find myself attracted to you, perhaps a bit too much. It is not something I wish to pursue, but something that I cannot help but feel. You are a wonderful man and have presented yourself as a lovely partner in bed. There is a chance I may grow attached, or even addicted might be a better word.”

Adam squeezed the old dragon’s thigh and addressed him while tilting his head, “You’re not going to ruin what me and Falora have. You don’t have to worry about that.” His tone then softened, “But I kinda get what you mean. When I called you gemheart, I called you that with all the warmth I could muster.”

Haoran placed a hand atop his and shuddered, “Even if my daughter were willing to share, I would feel some sort of temptation to claim you for my own. I can fight that temptation as I am fighting the temptation to kiss you right now but I fear I’ll slip up. That feeling, that desire to dominate and keep you as my treasure is something rooted deep inside of me. I hear that my daughter tore you to ribbons and I find myself wanting to do the same. My fangs ache.”

The old dragon had said those last words with such heat that he swore he saw mist and smoke slipping free of his maw. Adam responded to that fire with a quiet calm as he squeezed the hand on his own, “We’re more than instinct. You know what we have to do but that doesn’t mean that these things aren’t there. I do care about you Haoran, and oddly enough, that care is growing bit by bit. You’re wonderful to be around.”

“Might I ask for something a bit selfish right now?” Haoran asked after a moment.

He smiled and brought the man’s hand up to his mouth to plant a soft kiss, “Well, your daughter might be back soon but I’m sure I could lay you out over this table for a few minutes.”

Haoran laughed, “No you fool! We would be caught within a few moments of the act! No, I simply want a kiss.”

A quick kiss. He could do that before his fiance got back with the four sisters. That’d be easy enough. Adam brought his hand away from the old dragon’s fingers to touch the flustered scales of that beautiful face. He cupped the man’s cheek gingerly, fingers moving in a small circle before he drew the old dragon in. At the same time, he leaned in to let their mouths meet for what was supposed to be a brief peck. Their lips lingered, the old dragon’s arms moving to drape around his shoulders as they both drew in close. He couldn’t help himself. Haoran had started a gentle and rather chaste embrace, but his own arms twisted around the old dragon’s waist to pull him onto his lap while their kiss deepened. Adam could feel Haoran trying to push them apart, hands against his shoulders, but he didn’t let that happen just yet. He kept their mouths together, kept his tongue pressing against the dragon’s lips before he was finally allowed access. Tongues danced together, heat flaring deep inside as he found his arousal hardening further and further. Even then, he wasn’t that much of a wild hound.

Adam pulled his lips away nice and slow while Haoran clutched his shoulders and muttered, “I should slap your back for that little stunt.”

He let go of the old dragon and brought his hands up between them with a small smile, “I’m not holding onto you anymore, am I?”

“Mischievous little—” Began the old dragon while his cheeks burned brightly before they simply stared at one another. Haoran then blew out a breath and began to laugh as he slid off of Adam’s lap, “You’re such a little imp! I never thought that the polite and meek thing that walked through my halls would be such a beast.” He then froze for a second before turning away while touching his cheek, “Speaking of beasts, you’d better calm yours.”

For a moment, he raised a brow and wasn’t sure what he meant before he looked down and saw his own arousal pitching a sizable tent. Clearing his throat, he pressed down on it and began to breathe steadily while thinking pure thoughts, “Sorry about that.”

Haoran reached to push open the folds of Adam’s robes just enough to pass a hand along the bulge pressing against his boxers. He intended to question the old dragon’s intent, but instead shuddered as Haoran rumbled, “Take it out and use my mouth. Quickly now. I don’t want you offending my daughters with that big thing.”

The old dragon leaned down all the way until his snout was waiting above his boxers. Adam found himself oddly dizzy with warmth and lust. Was it the situation? Or did he simply find the man that damn attractive? Either way, he pushed his boxers down enough to let his cock out into the cool air but heat engulfed him soon enough as the old dragon began to plant kisses along the tip of his shaft. He gripped and squeezed the base, stroking himself as he watched Haoran open his maw to press the head of his canine shaft against that long tongue. His hand moved aside as Haoran took every inch of his shaft into his maw, nose pushing against the material of his boxers as he was given a royal treatment.

Up and down the old dragon’s head began to bob, going steadily at first before moving faster, hands massaging his thighs in little circles beneath the material of the robes. It wasn’t as if was a quick shot but he needed to make it quick considering Falora could be back at any time. However, the old dragon’s efforts would most likely make this moment go quick enough. His own lust had his hips rocking upward, had his shaft throbbing violently as Haoran’s tongue coiled around his member. He swore that the old dragon had not moved his maw in such ways the first time; dipping and bobbing in such lovely ways, turning and twisting his head before letting his tongue do the rest. He found himself pumping against the old dragon’s maw before long, pushing harder and harder before he held Haoran down by the horns while groaning aloud. His seed fired off onto the old dragon’s tongue and down into that lovely throat, his hips continuing to grind as he growled and shut his eyes to ride out the final moments of his quickened climax.

Finally spent, the old dragon pulled his maw away to plant a little kiss on the receding tip of his cock before sitting up straight with a small smile. He swallowed and placed a hand over his mouth before clearing his throat, “Now behave.”

It seemed like he just couldn’t get a word in with this saucy dragon. He wanted to snap back a bit while he was getting his robes in order but as soon as he was covered up; it was time to shelf those words again. A quick brief knock came before a chaotic but welcome family gathering began. From the door came Falora and her four sisters and what an introduction. They all rushed to her father to pile onto him one by one with big embraces. From what he could see, they were a mess of giggling and sighing scales. When they all separated from Haoran, they all moved to him to do something quite similar. There were breasts at his cheek, lips on his head and hands in various places up until they all decided that the affectionate greeting he had gotten in a whirlwind of scales and smiles was enough. It left him a little winded, as he wasn’t used to such affectionate family functions. Thankfully, next came the introductions, which were much easier to process than tight hugs and excitable words.

“Samantha.” Was a white-scaled dragoness. She had her father’s eyes and a smaller frame than both him and Falora. A dress adorned her body similar to Falora’s but her legs seemed a bit more hidden. She also seemed to be the most calm out of all the sisters, being one of the few not to join in on the initial dogpiling.

“Della.” Had black scales with gold eyes and her mane covered part of her eyes. She wore a more western looking dress with a floral print and though her scales reminded him of the night, she was chipper like the sun of her eyes.

“Chunhua.” An amber scaled lady who looked to have the same sort of frame as Falora and she wore a similar outfit as Falora. Though this one was just as jolly to see him, there was something intense about her wine-colored stare that he could not quite put his finger on.

Last but not least, “Juli.” Scales a deep olive with her eyes sharing a similar blue to her father’s, just like Samantha, but unlike most of her sisters she had decided to wear a large hoodie and was grinning from ear to ear with a certain degree of mischief.

Soon enough, all of them were sitting around the table with a cup of tea to start out with. They would be apparently moving to a larger dining room for food whenever that was but right now all of them wanted to meet him. Juli spoke up first among her sisters, “So, when did you start banging our sister?”

He almost spat out the tea in his mouth and he heard Haoran hissing something under his breath that sounded like a reprimand of some sort in another language but Adam put a hand up and answered calmly, “Well, we met when we were both on campus a while back. I was there for the trade school and she was there over in the art building. We sort of brushed shoulders a bit there since I also did a bit of computer work and she was also doing a lot of photography. Since we kept on running into one another, we eventually started hanging out as friends and well, not long after that, a bit more.”

Chunhua clucked her tongue, “Despite my sister’s gutter tongue, I would enjoy hearing more about your campus life at some point.”

Della laughed, “Relax! He took it like a champ and barely flinched. Now c’mon, spill! Tell us all about those college nights.”

Samantha simply had a small smile on her face and sipped her tea while Falora sighed, “Honestly, be nice to him! We’ll have time for college stories later. Besides, most of those aren’t appropriate for the table.”

They all shared a chuckle before continuing on with introductions. Juli actually worked a trade as well as a mechanic. Chunhua was apparently a designer for clothing. Next came Samantha who said she worked together with Chunhua but more on the seamstress side of things. Last but not least, Della said she ran a nursery where they sold various plants and flowers. They were all eager to share details about their life and more than eager to hear about his. He wasn’t sure how far he could get into his family, but at the very least he could tell them about his position. Contract work could be a bit tough at first but a good apprenticeship had gotten him enough connections that he could be comfortable with the income he was making. There were always people that needed electrical work done, and it seemed that Juli most of all liked that.

“Huh, ever had a job go bad?” She asked, chin in hand.

He thought about it for a bit before sniffing, “Yeah. Owner of a business had us wiring a new place he was planning on opening up. Had to go into a wet basement and we told the guy that we found signs of water damage. He says it should be fine for us to keep on working and it was one of my first jobs along with this other guy. The building wasn’t entirely off the grid, so to speak, so ended up with a few sparks and maybe a little bit more that I’d personally not like to remember. Fucked up pretty bad, and half expected to see the boot from the guy mentoring us. I mean, he did chew our ears out but he was more worried that we fucked our hands up or got injured another sort of way. Other incident involved a rivet gun and that’s not a story for the table.”

Juli was smiling from ear to ear while humming, “I getcha. Pays good but the learning can be a little tough. All right, he’s a working dog so he’s got my vote. Cute too.”

It was the way that her eyes were taking him in that made his cheeks warm a bit as Falora grabbed his shoulders and laughed, “I’m glad you think so!”

When all had drained their cups. Haoran got up and placed his hands together, “Okay, I think it is time to move on to the dining room now. We’ll have time enough to chatter away, but I think I’d like to see my family eating now.”

There were no complaints from the sisters or Falora as they rose to follow along, and Adam got up too with a grunt before he started heading over. Chunhua waited for him at the door and asked quietly, “Are you comfortable?”

He raised a brow and looked toward her, “Come again?”

“If we’re being a bit too much, I’d like to know. There was a lot of excitement there and I wouldn’t want to overwhelm our guest. I suppose, we’re guests too but you aren’t from around here.” She said with a small smile.

Adam brought a hand up and shook his head, “No, not at all. Everything is just fine.”

The dragoness took his hand gently and squeezed while smiling, “Good. Now let’s go, brother dearest.”

She left with a chuckle and he watched as she walked away while leaving him uncertain of what to make of her. What he did know was that this family was full of beautiful individuals, and he wasn’t quite sure if he could get through this trip without being pinched for gawking or getting caught doing something else. With a sigh, he followed along with the intention of keeping his hands to himself and be as good as possible.

Dinner was something he hadn’t expected. Duck of some sort roasted in a way he wasn’t used to among other things, he was a bit more accustomed to seeing around this home. A wine was shared among them that one of the sisters had brought in and they all toasted to a glass. The dining hall was larger than he had been expecting, but then again, this was an estate. A long table stretched out for them with enough seats for all of them and then a few more. Haoran sat at the head watching everyone with a big smile on his face and he couldn’t help but watch that smile with one of his own. Haoran really did love feeding others.

Quietly, he leaned over and addressed Falora, “Your dad really loves cooking. I think running a restaurant would be great for him, I really do.”

Falora leaned in and giggled, “We’ll talk to him about it soon, I promise.” She then said in a lower tone, “Now, I gotta know already, which of my sisters are on your radar.”

He swallowed what was in his mouth and sniffed, “I just met them. Give me a chance.”

“Ah, all of them are too pretty to choose from.” Falora said while nodding.

Adam snorted and tried to keep himself from laughing as he continued to eat. He found himself at the center of a lot more attention than he was accustomed to. There were drinks poured for him, his life was probed with little questions, and on occasion he found himself being touched tenderly or even kissed on the cheek. It was chaotic, a bit loud, and most certainly tiring. At the same time, it was wonderful. He could see that Haoran and his daughters loved each other to bits and that they wanted to include him in that dynamic and he was more than happy to try to match their energy even if it tired him out.

Dinner finished and the table was cleared. Everyone gave their thanks to the one who cooked the meal and that was that. A family lunch was all that was planned but of course, there was more. Samantha had brought a little sponge cake to share and he wasn’t opposed to that. Not at all. The sponge cake was taken in the tearoom with more, well, tea. The balcony doors were left open and the breeze coming through felt nice compared to the warmth of the tea. A hand at his shoulder caught his attention and he looked up to see Haoran standing there with a small smile.

“I’m afraid that I might have had a bit too much to drink. Would you mind if I took the guest of honor as a shoulder to lean on? I think I’ll lie down for a bit.” The old dragon said while looking over his daughters.

Falora blinked, “Oh, you have been drinking a lot lately. I’m sure Adam doesn’t mind at all.”

Adam got up with a grunt, “I don’t mind one bit.”

With a few nods and a few waves, Falora and her sisters saw them out of the tearoom. Haoran leaned against him, arm draped around his own while the old dragon walked with his eyes closed. As the door behind them shut, as they entered the hall, Haoran began with a chuckle, “They all want to eat you to bits.”

He cleared his throat, “I think most of them are just being nice.”

Haoran laughed and gave his arm a loving squeeze, “Please, I know my daughters. It is enough to make anyone jealous.”

Adam tilted his head as he asked quietly, “Were you?”

The old dragon tilted his chin and snout upward while humming, “Why, that would be quite the strange thing, wouldn’t it? For the future father-in-law of a man to get jealous of the attention given to him by his daughters?” And then quieter he added while opening an eye to look toward him, “All of them could touch and pinch wherever they chose and yet I was stuck there being chaste. Of course I got jealous.”

Smiling just a bit, he reached through the panel of the old dragon’s apparel to grab onto his bare rear while he muttered, “Could fuck you to settle you down into a nap.”

Haoran’s cheeks warmed, and he shut his eyes again and looked away while sniffing, “What a terrible hound. Taking advantage of a poor old man while he’s too drunk to resist.”

They headed through another door and when it shut behind them Adam tightened his grip and rumbled, “Could also ride you too, really thank you for the cooking but I guess even that is taking advantage of you.”

He could feel Haoran shuddering as he replied, “My goodness, did all of that attention rile you up?”

“Maybe it did, or maybe the fact that a dragon with a fat ass and beautiful thighs whimpered for me to take advantage of him.” He then growled and yanked the man closer, fingers trailing between those plush cheeks as he let his lust be known, “But I’m gonna need you to be honest with me.”

Haoran actually stumbled for a second and they needed to stop as the old dragon leaned against the wall, as he breathed out, “Use me however you’d like, ride me if you’d like, fuck my ass if you need, make me your whore.”

Perhaps the old dragon was drunk with the way he was walking, or perhaps he was simply that weak to a firm touch. Regardless, Adam took Haoran by the arm and continued leading him down the hall. It didn’t take long before they were in Haoran’s room. The old dragon practically tore out of his clothes, but he stopped at his nightstand to pluck something from the drawers before looking back at him with a small smile. As he started to shrug out of what he was wearing, the old dragon headed through a door, his tail beckoning him to follow along. When he got out of his clothes, he wandered toward where the tail had called him to and peeked through the door to see the bathroom waiting for him. It almost looked like a small bath house with beige walls and white-tiled floors. A large bath sat near the center wall and far in the back, he spotted a shower. The old dragon had started the bath and was sitting at the edge, ankles crossed together, rear sticking out over the edge just a bit with his tail hanging below it.

When he approached, he asked quietly, “Guess this way no one suspects a thing when I come back. Might have to explain why I smell like soap, though.”

“You’re just helping a poor sick old man.” Haoran said before sliding down into the bath with a small smirk.

He climbed on in and breathed out as he felt the warm water start to lap over his ankles. Instead of sitting down, he walked around to face the old dragon, his eyes peering down at that beautiful body. His shaft started to grow without even much touching, Haoran staring up at him with a small smile. The old dragon reached up to touch his shaft but before that happened, he met his touch with a finger to lower it. Haoran opened his mouth to ask something but he turned around and raised his tail in response, hands grabbing onto his own rear to spread it just enough to reveal his puckered hole.

“Get my ass ready.” Adam rumbled.

The old dragon sucked in a breath before blowing it out, “With pleasure, my hound.”

Hands grasped onto his rear, stopping to trail along his fingers before moving down to the thighs. A warm mouth was pressed to his puckered hole, his body shuddering as he felt a long tongue sliding down to his taint. It almost surprised him how hot that tongue felt on his most sensitive spots. He wondered if a dragon’s tongue was always this warm or if he was simply imagining it. Regardless, he uttered a sigh and relaxed as the old dragon began to lap away. From his balls all the way up to his rear the dragon licked, over and over again as if he were savoring a piece of candy. That lovely tongue dipped inside of his rear, sticky and warm drool sliding on in making him rumble in delight before groaning. From the attention, his cock was fully out the sheathe, twitching and throbbing in the air. Steam was already building up from the warm bathwater flowering around them and rising up. At the same time, the dragon’s maw continued working.

Deep into his rear that tongue went before pulling out, fingers trailing circles around his thighs before pausing. One last kiss was given to his rear before the old dragon pulled away. Adam breathed out as he was given a break, ear twitching as he heard a bottle being opened behind him. He felt lube being spread over his ass soon, the cool sensation causing him to shudder before he stopped as slick fingers pressed inside. Two of them at once dipping in, his tight rear taking a bit of time to stretch out. The old dragon moved his digits in nice and slow while kissing his thigh, a third finger joining in when he could actually handle it. He breathed out and sighed, eyes shut as he relaxed as best as he could manage while letting the old dragon stretch him out. Digits pushed in deeper, twisted and splayed outward just a bit causing him to groan, his cock throbbing in response to the pleasure and soreness being given to him at this moment.

When those fingers slipped free, he turned around slowly to see the old dragon prepping his cock. As he straddled Haoran’s lap, as he moved his hands between them to touch that thick shaft, Haoran breathed out, “Should I not get a condom? I know you’ll force me to take your seed but are you saying that I’ve earned the honor of going raw with you?”

To answer that question, he raised his hips and touched the tip of the old dragon’s shaft to his lubed hole. He pressed down carefully and eased the tip into his rear before lowering himself. At the same time, he grabbed Haoran’s cheeks and dragged him into a firm kiss. Adam should have cared about a condom, he should have cared about boundaries and what they were doing a bit more, but he just couldn’t. The heat throbbing inside of him urged him to keep on lowering his hips to take more and more of it inside of him. Along with that heat, Haoran’s moans slipping between their embrace of lips also called for him to give his best. His hips came down, his body shaking, the wounds of his back aching reminding him to take it easy, but he did not. With one more push, his thighs were firmly on the old dragon’s lap, every inch of that draconic cock pulsing inside of him.

“It has been quite some time since I’ve gotten this opportunity, so please excuse me if I don’t last too long.” Groaned the old dragon as their kiss broke.

Adam lowered his head to utter little groans as he focused on the task instead of the old dragon’s words. He kept it as gentle and as slow as possible but with a sort of ferocity to his downward movement that had the old dragon moaning with each one. His hips rolled and bounced, dragging up and around before coming back down hard and, at the same time, the old dragon thrust while embracing him. Claws were resting on his back but not digging in and he was thankful for that. Even the touch alone made him twitch and wince but there were more important sensations to drink in distracting him. The feeling of that throbbing thing inside of him, the sound of the man moaning beneath him. His own hands clutched onto the man’s shoulders to brace himself as he kept on riding that fat dick. Even though Haoran was the one inside of him, the old dragon seemed entirely in his clutches. Eyes dreamy and half lidded, fingers tensing and moans spilling from his mouth.

When the old dragon began to buck a bit harder, Adam began to move faster to match the pace. He wasn’t as practiced at this sort of thing as Haoran. After all, he didn’t really toy with his ass as much and usually found himself plunging into others rather than letting someone do that, but it didn’t mean he was entirely without experience. At the same time, what soreness he felt did not stop him from keeping up with the old dragon. His own shaft bounced and throbbed, his body growing hotter by the second as he felt that twitching thing inside of him start to drip something slick and warm that promised more soon enough.

He whispered in a single breath near the old dragon’s ear, “Gonna blow already?”

Haoran rumbled, “I’m trying to hold back but it is rather difficult when it has been so long. Fuck me after if you’d like or wait until I’m hard again and ride me until I am dry. Whatever it is you want, do it. I don’t care at this point and wouldn’t care if you remained here at my side forever instead of returning to that little get together of hens.”

His hands moved to the old dragon’s cheeks again to cup them, to let his thumbs run in circles as he pressed their heads together while chuckling, “Greedy thing, aren’t you?”

The old dragon huffed while tightening his embrace around Adam’s waist, “And you’re nothing but a wild hound. A naughty beast with no boundaries. I even offered a condom and you’re doing this. I bet afterward you’re going to want to mount and breed me like a common creature.”

“Is that what you want? To be mounted, and bred, to be fucked and used without care about your station?” He whispered while passing his lips along the dragon’s neck. And as the old dragon shuddered, he continued taunting, hips rolling downward faster, “You don’t want that pretty little collar on me so you can know that I belong to you. You want that collar on me so I can disobey everything that it means? You’d want to own me just so I could bite at the hand that feeds and rip you apart.”

He added a growl to that final statement and the old dragon shivered while looking away, mouth twitching before he breathed out, “I cannot deny that what you say is true. A treasure as bold as you would be fine to have. A collar for you in hopes that you’ll wrap your hands around my neck and seize me as your own.”

The heat of their words was getting to his head. A swirling maelstrom forming in his mind, making his hips move faster, keeping his mouth open as he huffed and growled, “Then how about you paint my insides and claim me, you old bastard? Claim me so I can return the favor twofold.”

Claws clamped down onto his waist, the old dragon uttering an apology as he cried out in delight. The sound and sudden feeling of sharpness at his waist caused him to shake as he grinned and pressed himself firmly against the old dragon. One more push, one more swing of his hips down onto the old dragon’s lap as the warm waters of the bath surrounded him and he felt the climax begin. The dragon’s throbbing member ground against his inner walls as it bounced, as it released pure and thick warmth into his gut. Adam shut his eyes tight and uttered a groan of triumph as he felt the old dragon’s seed marking him. He took it all without thinking about the meaning of their words, their statements uttered and growled in the heat of the moment. There could be time for that later when every drop was drained from the old dragon’s balls.

The hands that had been holding onto Haoran’s cheeks moved to drape over his shoulders before trailing to rest at his chest as he leaned back and shut his eyes to drink in all the warmth flooding him. At the same time, the old dragon kissed his chest, tongue coming out to drag through the fur and against the skin. One of his hands moved up to rest at the back of the old dragon’s head while he watched him lick. On occasion, Haoran bucked his hips to keep on grinding, to keep on trying to push as if he could get deeper inside of Adam’s ass.

When the old dragon’s climax finally settled, he breathed out, “Satisfied?”

Haoran hummed quietly, “Pick out a ring so I can put it on your finger. I’ll pretend that we’re getting married the day I give you my daughter.”

He chuckled as he brought himself up enough to let the old dragon’s cock slip free of his ass, “We can do that while looking for buildings in our area for your restaurant. Think we’ll take the rest of the trip to do that instead of running around so much. Maybe a walk through that orchard? Have a seat around nature while looking through a tablet to see what sort of places you wanna buy. Maybe get your lips around my dick while leavin’ Falora back at the house tellin’ her we’re having a little time between men.”

“Naughty hound.” Was the only thing Haoran purred while kissing his chest.

Adam breathed out to steady himself. It felt like steam was pouring off of his lips. His waist didn’t feel too bad, but he knew he was gonna be even more sore considering today he had been supposed to be taking it easy. When he got up and slipped out of the old dragon’s grasp, he winced as his legs and hips protested. That’s what he got for going so rough with his ass after not having done anything in a while. Ah well. He made sure to stop the bath before getting out to clean himself properly at another spot. The old dragon had turned with his arms resting at the edge of the bath to watch him with a small smile.

He came back with a towel over his shoulders soon enough while stretching, ready to say something when they heard a knocking at the bathroom door. It was locked so no one came in, but it didn’t take long before they heard Falora’s voice, “Sweetie? Dad? Are you two in there?”

For a moment, fear clutched his mind and Haoran got out of the bath but not before Adam headed to the door and spoke aloud, “Yeah hon! Your dad got a bit sick and I’m helping him into the bath. Turns out he was drinking a bit before when he was worried about whether he had enough food prepared for everyone.”

Haoran froze while Falora’s voice could be heard, “Oh geez. All right. Well, if you two need anything, then feel free to give me a call. I was just worried and figured I’d come and check.”

That had been a bit too close, so it surprised him when he felt Haoran pressing something into his hand before placing his palms on the door to bend over, tail raised and hanging toward the side. He gulped and looked at his hand to see that he held the lube. While pouring some onto the old dragon’s rear, he spoke aloud, “Thanks hon. I’ll be done here in a moment and be able to join everyone.”

“You’re so good to me and dad hon,” Falora said with a sigh beyond the door.

At the same time, fingers were being truly good to her father as they began to move inside of his ass to spread the lube. Two digits and then a third fitting in so easily despite the situation. He kept as calm as he could while he spoke aloud, “Yeah and y’know, I’m still pretty sore from everything, but maybe on our last day here I could actually help your dad look at places. Maybe take a nice walk through the orchard with him with the tablet.”

Falora giggled beyond the door, “That sounds like a lovely idea! Anyway, I’ll leave you and dad. Tell him I love him and I hope he gets better!”

As she stated her love for her father, Adam was replacing his fingers with the tip of his shaft. He edged it in nice and slow, easing it before grunting as he thrust firmly while clasping onto the man’s ass, “I’ll be sure to give him lots of love hon.”

And that was that. He heard Falora blow him a kiss before her steps began to carry her away and at the same time, he began to pound into Haoran’s ass. The old dragon kept his mouth shut for a bit, his body shaking, fat tail curling around his waist. One of his hands remained on the old dragon’s rear while the other moved around to claw at his plump stomach and sides. It was all to keep himself quiet while he gnashed his fangs together, while he waited for his wife to be out of the room before he let himself go wild. At the same time, Haoran was doing something threatening, taunting and teasing him with a sideways glance and a little smirk. His hands grasped the door handle, squeezing onto it before turning it nice and slow. He could have stopped the old dragon, stopped himself, but instead his hips bucked faster as if the prospect of getting caught turned him on.

It wasn’t as if they were being covert at this point either. His hips were constantly crashing into the dragon’s rear causing a loud slap with each push and so he let it happen. He watched as the dragon opened the door, but no one was there in the room. To the floor, he toppled Haoran while snarling. He grabbed the old dragon by the mane and yanked hard while leaning down to bite on his shoulder hard enough to leave marks as he started thrusting in with all his might. Their balls kissed with each thrust, the old dragon crying out for more as he was used like the pathetic royal bitch he was.

“Ah, you’re being a bit too rough there.” Cried out the old dragon.

At the same time, he could hear the little chuckles, the little sighs and moans pouring off Haoran’s maw while his hand came up to cup and cradle Adam’s cheek. He did not slow down, did not take his fangs off the old dragon’s shoulder while he kept on thrusting in harder. It could have been over right in that instant and he found himself furious. Lust and anger toyed with his gut, toyed with his mind as if he wasn’t sure whether or not the old dragon pissed him off more or turned him on more. He worked it out with every movement of his body. Hips thrusting to breed the old dragon and pump his lust out into that tight rear, claws gripping through the old dragon’s mane to yank it back while his fangs bit down on the shoulder making their mark.

When he found his knot swelling, when he found himself close to bursting, he dipped in further and kept on thrusting, unable to stop himself. They were forced together, tied together as he fit that bulbous length into the old dragon’s rear without even asking again. He pulled his maw away and held his face down to the floor while the old bitch groaned in utter delight. His eyes were even fluttering. With the knot buried deep inside of Haoran, Adam could stop for a bit. He breathed in and out while his shaft throbbed inside of that lovely rear. Adam pulled his maw away but continued to keep a firm hold on the old dragon’s mane. Fingers looped through lovely locks of silver and peering up at him was a single eye of ocean blue watching him while the old dragon panted.

He leaned down while yanking Haoran’s head up to let their mouths meet for a firm kiss. At the same time, he started to grind forward to let their bodies kiss. The old dragon moaned shamelessly into his mouth and he accepted those moans without shame himself. A bit more grinding, a bit more pushing and he found that it was almost too hard to hold back, and yet, with his mind set straight, he wanted it to last just a bit more before he had to return. This old dragon was dangerous. Addictive. It wasn’t just that Haoran wanted more of him; it was that he needed more of this beautiful creature.

Haoran seemed to thrive on Adam defiling the old dragon. He wanted Adam to go wild, wanted him to be as much of a beast as possible. Even now as he yanked the old dragon by the mane, he could hear him moaning into his mouth, could feel the vibration of his pleasure in the way his tongue danced along his own. A few more pushes, a bit more grinding and he just couldn’t hold back. Rooted in as deep as he could be inside of the old dragon’s ass, Adam growled and began to pump load after load into that royal rear. Every twitch presented another heated lance slipping out of his cock, every throb another torrent of seed that stained the old dragon’s inner walls with his mark. He kept their kiss going, kept their mouths locked together for a few more seconds before he pulled back and spat on the old dragon’s tongue.

This earned a gasp from Hoaran who looked up at him almost as if he were betrayed while he whined, “You bastard.”

But he didn’t complain as he locked their lips together again as he forced the old dragon to share in another kiss. When he was finished, he pulled his mouth away and let go of Haoran’s mane while breathing out, “After that stunt, you don’t get the right to insult me.”

The old dragon purred while he traced a claw along the floor, “It seemed to rile you up so much, though. You must have loved it.”

Instead of waiting, he brought his hips back while placing his hand on Haoran’s shoulder to keep him pinned down. The old dragon then yelped as his knot was forced out of that tight rear, his body trembling as he felt his raw cock slipping free. When he was done, he sighed, “Yeah but it also pissed me off.”

A chuckle escaped Haoran as he turned on his back to look up at him with a small smirk. Instead of apologizing, instead of saying anything in his own defense, the old dragon purred, “I love you.”

Those words brought a shiver down his spine. He leaned down and slammed his hands to the floor by the old dragon’s head. Quietly he uttered, “I love you too.”

And their lips connected for a taboo kiss full of love, disdain, and lust. Adam got up after that to wash off a bit. Haoran did the same, but there were a few other things he had to do. First off, he checked the old dragon’s shoulder and his waist where he had been clawing and biting like a feral idiot. A bit of antiseptic took care of that but none of the marks would be visible as long as the old dragon remembered not to wear anything too revealing. He was perfectly fine for now and that was probably because the excitement was still keeping his heart pumping, the adrenaline fresh in his system. By the time he got his clothes on and said his farewells, leaving the old dragon to nap, Adam felt every ache in his body come back to bite him in the ass. Quite literally too.

Heading back to the tearoom wasn’t much of a journey, but he still felt every step. When he went through the door, Falora threw herself into his arms and welcomed him back with a peppering of kisses. He blinked as he was pulled into the room and brought down to sit with all the sisters at his side. They had him eat the piece of sponge cake he had left behind and even poured him fresh tea while they began chattering. It seemed like they were grateful that he was taking care of their father. He was tired but not tired enough to say no to a bit of hospitality, so he appreciated it despite the chaos.

When it came time for all the sisters to leave, they said their goodbyes one by one. Samantha surprised him with an embrace and a kiss on the cheek. Chunhua did the same but her fingers lingered on his back just a bit. Della gave him a bone-crushing hug and gave him a quick but chaste peck on the lips that had Falora huffing while the giggling dragoness escaped. Juli finally came in for a hug and gave his rear a grope. She kept holding on as well, and he wasn’t quite sure what she was planning until their lips met for a firm kiss. It lasted for a bit longer than he expected, with a bit of tongue as well. Even in his exhausted state, he found himself feeling a bit firm between the legs.

“Ahem.” Falora intoned while clearing her throat.

Juli gave the top of his tent a little tap before she got up and headed out with a backwards wave leaving him sitting there, head spinning. Falora sat at his side and wrapped her arms around one of his and he looked toward while breathing out, “So uh, guess that means they all liked me.”

Falora laughed, “I’ll say! You didn’t even try to stop them either. Are you that sore from last night? Or was it that nice? I didn’t expect Juli to go that far even though I told her she could kiss you, but I guess it isn’t that bad. I’m the one wearing the ring, after all.”

He smiled and held her close to his body while sighing, “And don’t you forget it.” A thought then occurred to him as he looked down and hummed, “Although I wanted to talk to you about something. While I was helping your dad I uh, think he might’ve flirted with me in a drunken stupor.”

At first, Falora stared at him but she then hummed, “Really? Did you take advantage of him?”

Adam coughed, “What? No, of course not.”

She smiled a bit and tilted her head while humming more, “Oh? Do you like my dad?”

His cheeks warmed for some reason more than even when he had been kissed by Juli and he stumbled through his words, “I mean, he’s a beautiful dragon. Scales kind of like yours but brighter. His legs are always out there too.”

Falora grinned and gave his cheek a pinch, “Naughty boy. Keep your claws off daddy when he’s drunk! He might be a pretty catch, but I’m pretty sure he’s straight! Besides, don’t you think that you should be aiming for someone more for our age?” She then straddled his lap and grabbed his cheeks to place her head against his while she muttered, “Don’t you think you should be looking at me more?”

He found his heart beating a bit faster as her eyes seemed to glow, as the warmth of her body pressed through their clothes while she brought their mouths together in a kiss. Holy shit, he was falling for Falora’s dad because Falora was the spitting image of his daughter. They were both so intense with the love they gave, with the way they seemed to be so loose and yet so possessive at the same time. When their mouths parted, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close again to continue the kiss.

After a few minutes of delight, they parted and he breathed out, “I love you, dear.”

She chuckled and pressed her head to his while purring, “I love you too, my naughty mutt.”

They retired to their quarters after that and spent the rest of the day there. She checked on his back and fetched him some ice for it. Off and on, she’d come back with something else for him. Warm tea. A few painkillers if the scratches started to ache too much. At some point during the night, she left to get him another ice pack and he saw his phone was buzzing. When he picked it up, he saw that Haoran was calling. He had no reason to ignore the call and so he slid a finger across the display and answered.

“Hello?” He asked quietly.

Haoran’s voice came gingerly, “I realize that I was a bit too intense today and—”

“No.” Adam said while cutting him off before continuing, “There’s no need to apologize. I’m being too intense as well. This whole trip I’ve been running myself a bit ragged, so tomorrow I’m going to be taking it as easy as I can.” After a bit of silence, he breathed out, “And I’d still like to continue if you’re willing.”

“Really?” Haoran said with a chuckle, “Even after I pulled that little stunt? Well, I won’t deny that I’d like to continue as well but I’ll try to be a little bit better about these things. I uh, don’t think I can take back those words I said before, though.”

When Haoran didn’t say those quiet things that were just on the edge of his lips, Adam quietly muttered, “I love you.”

On the other end, he heard the old dragon’s mouth moving before he returned the words, “I love you too. I understand that it is not as intense as the care you hold for my daughter but I hope that we can have something sweet as well.”

He shut his eyes while leaning back as he sat at the edge of the bed, “I think we can work that out. You and your daughter are alike in a lot of ways. She’s just a bit more bubbly and you’re just a bit more fancy I guess. At the same time, there’s a lot about you two that I care about in the same way. I’ll miss you when me and Falora leave but that won’t be forever, will it?”

“No, it won’t be.” Haoran answered quietly before adding, “Well, goodnight Adam. Rest well.”

“Goodnight, Haoran. Dream of me.” He said before lowering the phone to hang up the call.

Later that night, Falora and Adam settled in to sleep together. This time, actually sleep instead of fucking like wild creatures. They didn’t set an alarm, turned off their phones, and dipped into a dreamless sleep. He was exhausted, sore, and in dire need of a restful night. At the same time, the trail of scratches along his back, the soreness of his rear, his waist and hip aching. All of these things brought him an odd sort of bliss that came as a warm wash that carried him deeper into his sleep.