Mall Menace
Torin, can't you stop being a slut for just two...no? Alright, fine, but I'm getting popcorn this time!
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Mall Menace For Torin13 By Draconicon
"Hey, Kilian, thanks for bringing me to the mall."
"No problem."
Torin beamed as he walked around, swaying his head from side to side, his tail just barely missing the other customers walking by around them. Every sweep came with shouts, ducks, and every now and then, a grunt as the broad limb caught someone. The gold dragon...didn't much care. He was having too much fun.
"Oooh, look at that! Such a shiny game, I think we could have - oh, and that! That looks like great food, do you think you could cook - oh, my god, look at that piece of -"
"Torin?"
"Hmm?"
The big blue looked down at him, almost like he was trying to pull himself back from knocking some sense into him again. Torin was used to that look. He was happy when he got a different one. It meant he was doing good.
Eventually, Kilian forced a smile, and the gold dragon smiled back.
"What is it, Kilian?"
"Maybe you should listen to that music player for a while. It, uh, seemed to help you focus last time."
"Are you saying I'm being a...a pest again?"
"No, no, no! I'm just saying maybe, uh, you might like it."
Narrowing his eyes for a moment, Torin looked down at the pouches that he carried along his sides. His music player was in there, admittedly, and he hadn't used it so much lately. Mostly because he liked all the music that he got from in his own head, which was bouncier and much more fun. It was like a personal soundtrack.
Then again, there was the thought that he hadn't listened to so many tracks lately, and the person that gave it to him - Necross - was a very thoughtful dragon, and he shouldn't let the gift go to waste.
"Well, I guess I can listen to it for a little while..."
"Great! I think you'll really like some of the new ones he put on there."
"New...NEW?!"
Torin's smile came back in less than a second, and he whipped his head around, fumbling his snout through the pouches until he found the player. New songs meant new stuff, and new stuff was always awesome.
It took some help from Kilian, but after the blue dragon helped fix the headphones in his ears, he was set to go. Torin bobbed his head from side to side in anticipation of the music, and -
"Ooooh!"
He grinned, closing his eyes to the pop beat that started bouncing in his ears. It was such a dancy tune, and he started moving down the mall hallway again, bouncing his tail and his head to the beat...and eventually, felt his hips get in on the action, as well.
Of course, he ignored that, more focused on the stuff going on in his head, but he felt like he had to dance to the music. There was something to it that just demanded that the listener move along, and he gave in. After all, moving to the beat wasn't so bad, was it?
So his hips started to move more, swaying him back and forth with every step. That went on for a few minutes, and after that he felt his toes pushing up against the ground, lifting him up and making him bounce with every step. It made his hindquarters sway more, as well, his golden rump rolling around, but that was fine. That was the music.
It wasn't until they were halfway through the mall, and he was almost hip-checking the bigger feral at his side that he realized that he was getting much more exaggerated in his movements, almost flaunting his butt to everyone that walked by. Not to mention that his tail was up...way...way up...
What's going on?
Torin didn't know. He didn't remember raising his tail, even though there'd been some lyrics in the music about tail-raising. There wasn't anything in the music that said he had to roll his hips from side to side, but he was doing it...
Looking around, he saw people talking, but he couldn't hear what they were saying. It was like they were talking about him, though, pointing at him. Wolves, two-legged dragons, wyverns that were hissing at him as he went by; all of them seemed to have something to say about him.
He tried to reach up to his headphones -
Only to have his body suddenly whip around, stopping on the spot to shake his ass like crazy. He swayed his front half back and forth, lifting his forelegs off of the ground before coming down with a crashing thud. He pressed his head against the ground afterwards, his smile disappearing as his back end went up, feeling every passing breeze of wind over his rear as his tail went up, feeling -
"Eeep!"
Feeling it right on his hole, which was starting to pucker and twitch, squeezing down on empty air. The song had shifted to one that was a bit more familiar, and was making him groan, his cock starting to slowly slide out of his sheath as he heard the phrase repeat in his ears.
Tail heat, Tail heat, Tail heat.
Torin whimpered, feeling the heat running down his body and into his middle. Everything was getting warmer and warmer, particularly around his rump, where the heat seemed to collect around the hole, getting hotter by the second, making him pant with need. He looked over his shoulder, trying to throw the headphones out of his ears, but they were stuck.
"Kilian! Kilian, h-help me!"
The blue walked into view, but only smirked. That was not a good face. That was a very bad face, particularly in public. Torin blushed, trying to shake his head as the other dragon lifted a forepaw. The blue claws disappeared out of view, but he knew right where they were. Hovering right over his hole little -
"AH!"
He moaned, arching his back as the dance was finally interrupted by two claws up his ass. The phrase, however, was not.
Tail heat, tail heat, tail heat.
The fingers danced in his hole like he'd been dancing on the floor, wiggling around and rubbing at him in the most sensual ways. He couldn't help but stretch out his forelegs, whimpering and panting as he felt his need getting rubbed at, fed with that touch. Never enough, though, never enough with what was being whispered.
"Kiliaaaaaaaaaan!"
The other dragon's chuckle finally got through to him, and he realized that the song had stopped. The noise of the mall came crashing down, along with what everyone was saying around him.
"What a girly dragon."
"Seriously, waving his ass around like a dragoness in heat."
"What, is he practicing to be a stripper?"
"Maybe for wyverns."
His cheeks burned, particularly as some of those wyverns started strolling over to him. The other feral type of dragons, their lack of proper forelegs did put them further down the totem pole for most dragons, but there was no denying that they were getting interested. One of them - a green and yellow one - sniffed at him before walking around towards his rear end.
"Kilian! Please!"
"Heh, I don't know what you're asking for, Torin. Be more specific."
"Help me!"
"Like you helped yourself to my potion?"
"That-that was an accident!"
"Sneaking into the kitchen, stuffing yourself with that, and then laying eggs all over the house -"
"You liked the eggs!"
"It was still a mess. Time for you to learn a lesson."
The claws slipped out of his ass, but Torin couldn't bring himself to put his ass back down. It was all he could do to pull his ass down a few inches before the wyvern claws grabbed him around the hips. He yelped at the sudden squeeze, but blushed as he felt a big, pointed cock working its way up his hips, between his rump cheeks, and then -
"AHHHHHH!"
He moaned out like a little girly dragon, whimpering as he felt that thin but thickening cock working its way into his hole. Wyverns always felt so weird sliding in, always more animal-like than a dragon. He wiggled, trying to slide free, but the wyvern had a hard grip on him and wanted his ass.
Hump, hump, hump went his new 'friend,' while Torin panted and groaned with each soft smack along his rump. Weird or not, that cock was pounding into him nice and hard, filling him up fast. The only thing that made it difficult -
"Geez, what a pervert."
"Didn't he get banned from the grocery store at the other end of the mall just last week?"
"Oh my god, you're right. It's that drippy dragon, alright."
Drippy dragon, he thought, blushing. He was sure as hell dripping now, dripping all over the mall floor and making a puddle around his hind legs. His claws slipped around, skittering back and forth across the tiles, but it only slammed him back against the wyvern all the harder.
The constant muttering about his perversions, the calm - but smirking - Kilian at his side, the other wyvern that was humping against his back leg like a dog...it was all too much. With a whimper and a moan, Torin arched his head back and came.
The first cumshot landed right on his face, leaving him sputtering and moaning at the same time, but the rest splattered all along the floor. He whimpered and groaned, even as he felt the heat in his ass continue...and grow.
The End