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Sexy Drake on Air

Written by: TiranMaster

Prompt from: Draconicon

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"Hey, wanna have sex?"

Denning wasn't sure where it came from, why it happened, or what was running through people's head when they asked, but something about the drake's mere presence turned people on. It didn't happen with everyone, thankfully, but it happened far more than he'd like. All it took was for the drake to walk past someone, even if they were talking with their boyfriend or girlfriend, and they'd be stopping him with an offer for sex.

This person wasn't any different, a handsome serpent who was currently looking him up and down with eyes that screamed "FUCK ME".

The drake gave an uneasy smile and shook his head, he wasn't about to let this guy throw away whatever love life he had by allowing him to fuck him, though he couldn't deny that the guy was handsome. "Sorry, but no thanks. Go back to... whatever you were doing," he said with an apologetic smile. For a moment he thought that the serpent might get angry and lash out, but as with many of the others his face sank into a frown as he blinked a few times and walked away, his posture expressing confusion.

Denning continued on his way, tail trailing behind him low as he tried to avoid gazing at anyone too long. The crimson dragon didn't know what activated it to this day, he didn't know if it was looking at anyone, or his scales, or hell even his voice. No one could explain it either though, whenever he explained it to doctors they usually gave him a look that told him he was crazy... or they told him that he could fuck them all day if he'd like. The dragon didn't know why, and quite frankly he'd given up on trying to figure it out, he just wanted to live an ordinary life.

The dragon was growing weary of it, though he could say that any day of the week and it'd be true, but by now he had the growing feeling that he would lash out at the next person who asked him. Denning on gone on a few dates with a few of the people who wanted him to have sex with them, but it rarely turned out well. More often than not he'd found himself having to turn them down for sex, and due to the dragon's preference heavily leaning towards men, more often than not they'd attempted to goad him into getting in a room for some one on one tango fun.

Today had been an odd day though, it wasn't like Denning was unused to the advances of both sexes, but there had been far more requests for sex than usual. He always walked on his way to work, he'd once attempted to get a car but soon was being pressed up against the side very uncomfortably by the saleswoman, and as such met many people on the sidewalk. It wasn't his preferred way, but he refused to get on the bus out of pure self-preservation, he'd yet to actually give into any of the advances and wasn't about to start there. Today though he'd already had eighteen people ask him to have sex, or if he wanted to eat out... in ways that he wasn't determined to oblige.

It was a thirty minute walk between his place and work, and usually the max he'd gotten before on a walk between his place was five requests. Though through the last month it had slowly grown digit by digit, and it was starting to make the dragon antsy. People who Denning had seen on the walk every day before who rarely gave him more than a smile were now giving him... another smile. The drake never let their gaze linger though as he sped up his walk to get to work faster, away from the advances of anyone who wanted to offer him a piece of their love life.

Thankfully there was one place in Denning's life that had very minimal encounters of the sexual kind, and that was his job at the local radio station. The dragon was in a small area surrounded by coworkers that didn't seem affected by his ability whatsoever... though there was one person that he might not've minded so much.

Stepping into the radio station with his bag thrown over his shoulder, Denning smiled as he saw his boss standing at the front counter with a cup of coffee in his hand as he spoke excitedly to the receptionist. She was currently looking at him enraptured, just as many were when he spoke, just as Denning's ability had the uncanny ability to make many drop their clothes at a moment's notice, the wolf's charm was strong enough to enrapture most with a few words. "Hey Joey, don't talk off Stacy's ear," Denning joked as he walked up to the front desk.

The mouse looked at Denning with a scowl as she was obviously entertained by listening to Joey's rambling, but the wolf gave her an apologetic smile before walking over to meet up with the dragon, throwing his arm over the dragon's shoulder. "Denning, good to see ya bud! I just wanted to say that the show yesterday was fantastic! You are an air-stirrer, making those radio-waves have goosebumps with those sultry tones of yours," the wolf started yammering on and on.

Whenever Joey started talking it was like his mouth became a machine gun, spitting out word after word with hardly a thought behind it. Denning couldn't deny though that he loved listening... though quite frankly he didn't really listen, he just stared at the handsome wolf's face, the white fur outlining his strong jaw... deep blue eyes... and that shining white grin that he wore at all times. Walking through the office even with his eyes stuck on Joey, Denning could still feel the gaze of some of the others in the office, uncomfortably stuck to his back. The dragon figured though that as long as he didn't pay them any mind they wouldn't try anything... he hoped.

The pair soon walked into the studio where one of the other hosts was currently signing off, giving Joey a wink and a grin as he finished off the show with a howl. "Goodbye all of you cats and dogs and any other species listening, have a good day, and here comes our stunning Denning to blow you away with those rumbling tones of his. But not before we bring you one of our many advertisers, this time it's Hydration Nation, a quench killing wave!" With that he smacked the button on the board in front of him to play some annoyingly catchy jingle and some words to go along with it, but he'd tuned out as he jumped up, smacking Denning on the shoulder on his way out, his eyes catching Denning's with a new glint in his eyes before he pushed himself out, as if he didn't want to acknowledge that awkward moment.

"Alright Denning do what you do best, I know you'll blow the crowds away, now do your best and I'll be back in a little bit. I got ya some food since I know how much you hate being in public with your little... social anxiety." Joey was one of the few people that Denning had explained to about his... problem, and though the wolf had been confused about how it worked, he'd rolled along with it and had been supportive of the dragon's loner mindset. Generally whenever there was a new worker at the radio station, Joey made sure to have them give Denning some room as they didn't want anything happening between the dragon and any newbies, so for the most part they'd kept any incidents down to a minimum.

"Thanks Joey, I'll see you in a bit," the dragon said with a smirk. Soon enough he sat down in front of the microphone and tuned back in, flicking off some music to allow himself to be heard. "Hello everyone! This is the dragon that rocks the world with his voice, Denning the waves master, and I'm here to tell you all how it is! Now starting off as we always do, I'll be taking some calls, feel free to hash out whatever news is going on in your life, and how the world has been treating you today!" With that he flicked a button on the board, going to the first caller. "Hello caller one, this is Denning, what's your name and what is going on in your life this fine day?"

"Hey Denning! I'm Rosko Berriton, I just wanted to say that I'm a big fan. Life's been pretty great today, my wife just gave birth to our third litter of puppies!" There were barks and yips in the background as if to affirm the news.

"Well that is fantastic, congratulations to both you and your wife, Rosko! Make sure to keep on calling in with whatever news graces your life, now onto caller two!" Just jumping onto the airwaves Denning was already unwinding, the room was quiet aside from his voice and he didn't have to think about anyone putting the moves on him.

The dragon flicked the next switch making sure to keep the calls going on fast, and so he flicked through a few more calls, planning on ending on call ten as he always did. Call nine came up, most of the calls had been decently normal, and Denning was smiling to himself calmly as he was handling people in the only way he really could, over the air. "Hello caller nine! This is Denning, who is this and how is life treating you?"

There was deep breathing on the other side of the call for a moment, Denning waiting for an answer before it finally came. "D... Denning, could... could we meet up sometime... to have sex?" The dragon's hand slammed down on the end call button, his cheeks burning bright even through the scales as he quickly recovered, his mind racing.

"S... sorry everyone, but it actually looks like i'm all out of time for calls today! Why don't you roll on into a session of rock and roll, jamming out all those kicking beats, and I'll be back shortly!" With that the dragon smacked the button to play music, his breathing deep as the door to the recording booth swung open to reveal Joey there, the wolf looking at him wide eyed. It was obvious that he'd heard the call, they always played the station through the other rooms to make sure everything was progressing alright, and Denning couldn't help but hide his face in his hands as the wolf approached with food in his hand.

The wolf laid his hand on the dragon's shoulder, comforting in the sudden shock of the call, and Denning's own fear. Such things weren't allowed to be talked on radio stations, and never before had anyone asked him over a phone call... he could lose his job from it, and... was his power growing stronger? "Don't worry, Denning, you're gonna be fine. I'll talk it over with some of the station guys to make sure everything rolls over, you're not going to lose your job," the wolf comforted him.

"T... thanks Joey... I just... this has never happened before. As far as I knew it only affected people within my vicinity, never across the phone or radio," the dragon mumbled. As Denning sat there he found that Joey's hand hadn't moved from his shoulder... in fact the wolf seemed to be rubbing his shoulder. "Jo... Joey?" he grunted.

The dragon looked up to see Joey staring at him with an odd... and scarily familiar expression, his hand not moving from Denning's shoulder. "You know... you have really big muscles, Denning. W... would you mind if I were to... maybe... get closer? You're a really handsome guy..." Joey's eyes were glazed over with a new lust, one that had never been there before, and Denning grew concerned. Before it had never affected Joey, but if the power was growing, it could very likely be affecting more people.

Usually Denning pushed away others immediately whenever they started acting like this, but some deep selfish part felt... good about this. To indulge in the desire that the handsome wolf would actually be interested in him, but the dragon knew he couldn't let his boss do this. "Joey, you can't do this. It isn't you, so just... go, I'm going to leave for the day." Usually this was enough to put them off, it was a simple command and they'd leave. It wasn't so this time though as Joey frowned and pulled his body closer, his free hand actually reaching down and fumbling with his button much to Denning's own shock. "Joey, stop it, this isn't you!"

"But Denning, you want it, I can smell your lust," the wolf breathed. Denning blushed brightly as the wolf wormed his pants down revealing his boxers which were already tenting with the wolf's arousal. "I want you, Denning, please... let's have sex. Make me into your sex slave, I want it, I want you," he cooed.

"No, Joey, you don't want this. I know you don't, you date women only, and you've made it clear in the past that you never let professional relationships go beyond friendship!" Denning's excuses were growing weaker though as Joey peeled off his shirt, kicking his pants off, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. The wolf's impressive muscled body standing out in the open, and Denning only too glad that the door to the room had been shut on the way in. God did he hope that nobody came in soon because this would be a nightmare to explain. "Joey, you..." The dragon's words were cut off though as the wolf pressed his muzzle up into Denning's own, kissing him deeply, passionately... like no other kiss the dragon had ever experienced before.

There was a shocking amount of restraint in the kiss, unlike the ones that had been given to him by others under the trance. The wolf's hands wrapped around Denning's neck as he pulled the dragon in closer and closer, tongue dancing in Denning's mouth as the dragon's eyes rolled back in pleasure. He'd always wanted this, the taste of Joey's mouth on his own, the feeling of the wolf's body pressed so close to his own.

Though Denning knew it was wrong, he wrapped his own arms around Joey's neck, wolf and dragon kissing each other passionately as they grinded their bodies together. Denning moaned and groaned as he dragged Joey onto his lap, his own shaft hardening under his pants and boxers as the wolf slid his legs around each side of the dragon's body, grinding down on the other male's lap pressing his own barely confined shaft into Denning's stomach. Finally they broke off the kiss, Denning regaining a slight sense of composure as he shook his head rapidly, attempting to push his boss off of him. "Joey, you can't do this, this isn't you!"

"Shut up," Joey growled. With that the wolf pressed his claw down Denning's shirt, ripping through it and allowing for the dragon's body to shine through. His body wasn't quite as fit as the wolf's, but the dragon was alright with it... except for now as he realized that his boss was looking him up and down with very carnal desires. "I wonder what treasure is down here..." the wolf purred. He slipped the button of Denning's pants undone, the dragon shaking his head slowly as he revealed the thong sitting underneath, a private shame of the dragon's. "Looks like someone likes showing off a little," Joey chuckled.

Denning's mind was bouncing back and forth, how hot this was... how bad it was... how fired he'd be once Joey woke up... and how much he didn't care. The dragon shook his head slowly to tell Joey not to do it, but the wolf peeled back his thong regardless, revealing his penis, rushing out to meet the air with his own excitement. "Oooo, that's a long one," the wolf mused. Denning moaned as the wolf pressed his finger on the head of the shaft, playing with it a little before whipping out his own cock, reddened canine shaft soon pressed down on the drake's cock as he grinned into Denning's face. "So, wanna make me your sex slave now?" he purred.

The obvious answer in Denning's head was no... so of course he moaned the opposite. "Fuck yes..." the dragon purred. He hardly cared anymore, somewhere in his deeply rooted perversion, he'd wanted his boss so badly... he knew that he couldn't pass up this opportunity. At first he'd been glad that Joey had never been affected by his hypnotic ability, but now as the wolf wanted him as much as he wanted Joey... well, he wasn't complaining.

"Good," Joey barked. With that he pulled himself off of the dragon, pulling off his boxers with a swipe of his claw, and then he tugged down Denning's pants and thong down the dragon's legs. Somewhere along the line Denning had just stopped resisting as he grinned awkwardly down at the wolf, but Joey didn't seem to notice, his eyes were both on the dragon's shaft. Falling down on all fours the wolf nuzzled the shaft, sniffing it deeply as he took in the dragon's musky balls, shivering in arousal before starting to lick at it. At first he was just testing the flavor, causing Denning to moan in the meantime, and then working his way into it... licking more and more... suckling on every part of the male's manhood as he started to grow more and more crazed by the male sex.

Purring in arousal, Denning leaned back in his chair, not even noticing as he hit the button on the board, turning his microphone live once more. "Joey... s... stop... you... fuuuuck..." he groaned. As far as he knew Joey was straight... but god did the wolf know how to work the dragon's tool. The wolf did it for as long as he could without making the dragon cum, somehow always sensing whenever the dragon was about to cum... and then finally loosening his mouth from the shaft before turning around to reveal his ass.

"Time for you to claim me," the wolf chuckled. Across the board behind Denning phone calls were flooding in, five... ten... fifteen... twenty! More lights than had ever been active at one time, but even now Denning hardly noticed. Even though he hated to admit it, he wanted to fuck the wolf like no other, so without much hesitation the wolf went down on his head.

Both dragon and wolf let out a howl, neither quite prepared for the sensation. Even with all of the offers of sex, Denning had never had sex before, so this was an entirely new experience... and it was great. Denning was hardly in control though as Joey pressed himself down all the way to the dragon's balls, moaning and contorting his body in pain before letting out a whine of pleasure. With that he started to ride the shaft up and down, growling and yipping as Denning sat back with a foolish grin on his face.

Across the airwaves many people who were listening were affected by Denning's power, whether they admitted or not, growing incredibly aroused by the moans and growls coming from the station. It was almost hilarious how many calls the station was really receiving from so many horny individuals, many of which hardly could understand their own arousal.

Denning still didn't know though, he was busy plowing his boss... and god did he love it. At some point he grew weary of letting Joey take the lead, and so took the wolf by the hips and made him stand up with the dragon still plugged in. The pair wandered over to a nearby wall for better support, and the dragon started to hump into his wolf.

Neither of them took any time to consider the fact that the door to the room was unlocked, but they were far past caring by this point. Plowing the wolf hard, Denning growled and purred as he fucked Joey who was perfectly content with letting the dragon take the lead. The wolf soon came, blowing his load onto the wall with a howl while Denning kept going. He needed to blow his load... he had to... and finally he did. Slamming his cock all the way in, slapping his balls against the other male's furred ass, he orgasmed inside of his boss.

For a few moments they held the position, both of them stuck in a moment of sheer bliss... and then they finally pulled apart. Denning for a moment was very content... and then extremely mortified as he realized what he'd done. "Oh my god... OH MY GOD..." His voice echoed through the room as his face blazed red, and he looked at Joey... who suddenly seemed very lucid.

The wolf gazed at Denning who stared back, completely mortified... and terrified. The wolf looked himself up and down, and then the dragon... and laughed. "Well then... that's a way to clear the air... I suppose I don't have to ask you on a date first."

Denning for silent for a few moments, his head slowly cocking in confusion and shock. "W... what do you mean, Joey? Aren't you angry?"

Joey seemed to contemplate that question before shaking his head, a smile still splayed foolishly on his face. "Nah, I've always had a thing for you. Anyways, it's not like you weren't trying to stop me. I just... couldn't control it, your power, whatever it is, had me completely bat-shit horny," the wolf laughed.

For a moment Denning wasn't sure how to respond before he himself laughed, both starting to snort and chortle before the dragon's gaze landed on the soundboard... and saw that they were live. The dragon's face dropped, and soon Joey's did as well as he saw what the dragon was looking at. "Uh... whoops."

Neither of them wanted to approach the board... but Denning did so anyways, his own body numb still from his afterglow. Leaning forward he pressed the first button he saw, allowing the call to go through. "This... is Denning..." he answered. The voice that responded was familiar to the dragon and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Hey, wanna have sex?"