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Dragon Harem Chapter 10: A Visiting Friend For DrakeHavok By Draconicon

Draconicon grumbled as he, once again, pushed Joshua away from him. The mouse had gotten ever more amorous during the last sixteen hours, and he knew precisely the reason.

Just because I can't cum doesn't mean I've become a walking dildo, he thought as he ended up tying the mouse up with some of his magic. The black fire surrounded the rodent's wrists and ankles, lifting him off of the floor and leaving him hanging from the ceiling. As the slut whimpered, Draconicon laid back on his bed, closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths to try and center himself.

It wasn't so easy with a magic ring around the base of his cock, particularly as it was throbbing like mad, but he managed it. He drifted away from the now and into the back of his mind, focusing on the problem at hand.

Aldedran, Shisan, and an inevitable war. Two possible alliances, and no way of staying out of it.

Which would have been the ideal solution, he admitted. More than anything, he would have liked to see his neighbors and rivals kill each other off and weaken themselves while he kept building himself up. Just a few years, and he'd have something that would be not only a near-impregnable defense against other dragons, but also an offensive network that would keep others from bothering him lest they come under its focus.

However, neither of them would give him that time. Turning both of his neighbors down would only invite one of them to attack him first, either out of spite or out of practicality, eliminating a potential danger. It was the only sensible thing to do, with a war in the offing, and he wouldn't blame them. He'd do the same thing.

At the same time, accepting either offer of alliance would mean making an enemy out of the other. Either Aldedran would make good on his threat to expose the magi-tech that Draconicon was working on, or Shisan would show off the full power of her massive spy and assassin network.

I'm good, but she's been in the business of plotting and assassinating others for years. I don't put long odds on surviving that, he thought. But if Aldedran does expose me, that means that even more of the overlords will turn against me, and I might just get stripped of my status...

It was a conundrum, and not a good one. And not one that was made either by the confusticated throbbing below his waist. The black dragon let out a long, slow sigh, forcibly restraining his hands so that they wouldn't go down and make it worse.

"Trust Shisan to find a way to make a male problem that much more bothersome..."

"Oh, she's good at that."

Draconicon opened one eye, looking towards the window on the far side of his chamber. A scaly silhouette stood on the large windowsill, looking in at him while being shaded by the sunrise. He chuckled.

"Long time, no see, Havok."

"Heh, how did you know it was me?"

"One of the only dragons able to mask his own magical aura, AND able to get past all the mundane securities that the people here have set up? The list is slim enough, and you're the only one that wouldn't have tried to kill me first."

He rolled out of bed as his fellow Overlord stepped inside, ignoring the mouse's confusion as he embraced the white dragon. He patted him on the back a few times before letting go.

"What brings you out here?"

"Well, I was coming here for the beaches -"

"You'll want to hit the other side of the peninsula for that."

"- but I also heard that you were having a few issues."

"...Trust the spymaster to find out things before the rest of us."

He chuckled as the white dragon rolled his eyes, but it was more or less the truth. Though one of the technically weaker dragons of the Overlord rank, Havok was one of those that had shown he had a brain and knew how to use it better than the average dragon. Most showed off power, while the white dragon made sure that he never had to exert more than a little bit of it, always heading off situations before they could become something catastrophic.

Draconicon was also one of the few that knew Havok hadn't stopped with the spying when he became an Overlord, either, out in the Bluegrass Range. There were agents all across the continent, and probably a few outside of it, that reported back to the white dragon. If there was anyone that was overly informed about what went on in the world, it was him.

He gestured towards the hallways, and Havok nodded. The pair of them started walking away -

"Master?"

"I'll be back later, Joshua. You hang in there, and you might get a little fun later."

Closing the door behind him, he fell in step beside his friend. A simple spell summoned one of his robes, covering him and his perpetually throbbing cock up.

"So, why the dramatic entrance? Looking to make an impression?"

"Oh, not so much. I just thought that I'd skip all the lines and procedures."

"Not to mention how badly the whole ambassador thing went for you last time."

"Oh, please, don't get me started on that. The whole manipulation thing doesn't work when you're a fucking control freak."

"Shisan makes it work."

"Yeah, how's that cock ring working for you?"

"...Changing topics, I think, would be good about now."

As the white dragon laughed, Draconicon pulled them towards a different hallway, shifting directions towards one of the public balconies. Not so much because of the topic, but more because he knew that if they kept walking in a straight line, they'd eventually reach the harem quarters. Considering how things could go there, he didn't want to take Havok there just yet. He wanted to talk, not start an orgy.

Soon enough, they were in the open air, looking down on the city from the top floor of his makeshift palace. The black dragon leaned on the railing, shaking his head a few times.

I really am getting too attached to this place, he thought. He'd expected there to be some difficulty in dealing with the locals, admittedly, particularly with getting used to ruling over humans, but this was something entirely different. Despite all the aggravations they kept heaping on him, despite all the things that they did to try and keep hold of their old ways, they still endeared themselves to him. There were enough progressives out here that were embracing some of the dragon ways to impress him, and when it came down to it, he had less to complain about than most Overlords.

Besides that, he felt protective of them. They had slowly started to serve him willingly, and he, in turn, had accepted them as more than possessions, but as a responsibility. It was...interesting, in a way. He hadn't had that in the old world. 'People' there had been limited to dragons, with the many magical and non-magical servants being more replaceable. Here, they weren't so expendable, and were more distinct.

He shook his head.

"This world is going to change us all, Havok."

"Heh, you're just figuring this out now?"

He looked over his shoulder at the white dragon.

"Just because you were the one that decided he'd start walking around in disguise all the time doesn't give you an excuse to be a smartass."

"No, but I think I can be the one that said 'told you so.'"

"Yeah, I guess."

Draconicon shook his head.

"How long did it take you to get used to the fact that humans are so..."

"Unique?"

"Let's go with that."

"About three months, I guess. Didn't sink in until I actually tried to get some information from a widow of an old soldier. I let her think I was him, and...Well, let's just say that it was an experience."

Nodding, Draconicon tried to imagine how that would have gone. His own experience had been much slower than Havok's, if that was the case. He'd learned over years what the difference between humans and their subjects in the old world had been. Having it smashed in his face...

Heh, no wonder Havok's one of the more progressive Overlords.

He looked at his city for a few more minutes before finally shaking his head.

"I know you're not here just to see the beaches, Havok. Why are you really here?"

"...Really, just to see the beaches, but I'm open to other things."

"Heh...Then, how about we go to the good one?"

"I'm good with that."

Draconicon nodded, and reached inside. The magic was there, as it always was, and he let it flow down his arms in thick, black cords of fire. It stretched out from his fingers, forming a hole in mid-air that grew bigger and bigger as he poured more magic into it. Within seconds, it was as tall as he was, and getting brighter. He focused on a mental image, and it flashed.

When it cleared, there was a coastline in view, with several standing rocks in the distance. The waves lapped along the shore, and it was completely open and clear.

"After you, Havok."

"Always the gentleman."

They walked along the edge of the beach, leaving large footprints in their wake that even the waves had a hard time getting rid of as they moved along. The black dragon led the way, his hands clasped behind his back as he let Havok have some time to enjoy the beach.

It was a good one, he had to admit. It was one of the only places he'd seen where large pillars of rock shot up off of the coastline, creating a rather mystical look to the whole place. He'd considered at one time setting up a small, secondary retreat out here, but he couldn't bring himself to spoil the natural beauty, and he didn't have the mind to put together something that worked with it.

As a result, it was a very empty place. Even the animals were quiet as they walked around, keeping to themselves as the waves crashed down against the shore again and again.

He kept himself quiet as well, letting his friend have his time with the sun and the water, letting him have what he came for. Havok darted around more than he did, anyway, the white dragon running up towards the water, and then running away from it like a bit of a hatchling. He ran up the beach for shells, and then back with some of the better ones, and even seemed to find some joy out of the little tidepools in the area.

Admittedly, when the place was still new to him, Draconicon had felt similar things, but it had been a long time since he'd felt quite that sense of wonder.

As Havok pulled himself away from the third tide pool, shaking a crab off of his finger, Draconicon chuckled.

"So, getting your fill of sun and sand?"

"Starting to. Definitely getting my fill of pinches. Do humans actually get hurt by those things?"

"Not so much by the little ones, but the big ones have a bigger set of pincers for that sort of thing."

"Yeah. I can see that."

The white dragon shook his head - and his hand - one more time before looking back at him.

"So, what are you going to do about the whole Shisan/Aldedran thing?"

"I thought you just came here for the beaches?"

"I did. But that doesn't mean I can't ask a few questions, right?"

Draconicon chuckled, shaking his head. He found a rock to sit on, and did so, pushing his feet through the sand and burying them in it.

"I don't know. I'm tempted to just bury myself out here and just wait it out, but that'd mean that they'd take over, and we all know that sort of thing wouldn't be good for anyone."

"Yeah, not really, no."

"So, that means I have to pick one side or another, but either one will bite me in the ass."

"...Not necessarily."

The black dragon arched an eyebrow, and Havok held up a hand.

"Hear me out before you judge it, but there might be a way for you to play them off of each other."

"Only way I can think of would be to accept both of their alliances."

"Well, that was the idea."

"...Are you insane? There's every likelihood that they'd both want me dead on sight. I can't hide the fact that I'd accepted the alliance from both of them."

"Then don't."

Draconicon blinked, shaking his head a few times. He held up a finger, rubbing his forehead with his other hand.

"I'm sorry, what? You want me to tell them that I'm stabbing them in the back by allying myself with their enemy as well as them?"

"Heh, I didn't mean it like that, admittedly."

"Then perhaps you better get a little more clear."

"Alright."

Sitting back, Draconicon watched as Havok picked up a stick and started writing in the sand. The white dragon drew out three letters - a D, an A, and an S - and then connected the D with the other two in back and forth lines.

"What we have here are two dragons that utterly despise each other for different reasons. They both want the other gone, they both want the prize of the land on the other end. This need is going to leave them a little less sensible than they'd usually be.

"Now, if you tried to be sneaky about it, hiding the dual alliance, they'd think you were a traitor. But we both know that Aldedran is far from a genius -"

"Pretty brutish and slovenly, if cunning."

"Yeah, that's what I thought. And he'll be happy to believe that you fooled Shisan, considering that he loves to see her brought down a peg. Play up how smart you were about it, and he'll probably take it as a given that you were able to deceive her."

"...Admittedly, you're probably right, but it doesn't explain how to get around Shisan."

"The dragoness wouldn't fall for something like that, it's true, but she likes the idea of being in charge. I bet she even thinks that any alliance with you would still end with her on top, with her commanding you like a general rather than being co-directors of the war."

Draconicon nodded. That had been the impression he'd got from her. Particularly as she'd also been riding him at the time, or rather, her ambassador had. Even with that distraction, her goals and her needs had been painfully clear. She would be the one in charge, and he would be the one that followed, come hell or high water.

Havok nodded in return, dropping the stick.

"Then you're set. You just play into that. Tell her that you took a step forward, becoming her spy in Aldedran's confidence. She'll enjoy the initiative, feel that she has the leverage to take you down if she needs to, and feel like she's not under any particular threat."

"Wouldn't she have the leverage to take me down, if she just talked to Aldedran?"

"Not if you played it up with him right. He'll see your 'agreement' with her as part of the lies that fooled her. Anything that she tells him will reinforce your lie, making you look like a stronger ally than ever. And anything that you tell her will make her believe that she owns you more, while anything that Aldedran tells her becomes something that she needs to verify through you.

"Admittedly, it all hinges on just how well you make that first alliance and lie to them both, but...set it up right, and neither of them can break it. All they can do is make it stronger, make them need you more than ever."

Draconicon looked down at the display on the ground, pondering the whole idea. It was surprisingly brilliant, though he should have expected that from Havok. The white dragon had a talent for reading a situation and finding a surprisingly good outcome from it.

Were there any downsides? A few. He would be stretched much thinner for the next few months, working both ends against the middle, and he'd have to make sure that he kept very good mental notes over what was needed for both sides. He'd need to make sure that he used their forces against each other rather than his own, ensuring that he didn't end up fighting himself, and that would take some work.

Yet, at the same time...

Havok's really found the solution here, he thought. Shisan is too paranoid to just put aside that sort of tool, a direct pipeline of information from an enemy court, and Aldedran just loves to believe that others aren't as smart as they appear to be. If I can sell this...

Well, it might just give him the lands of both of them, rather than just one. It would set back the plans of the defense network that he wanted to set up, considering it would need to cover a bigger border than was initially planned, but at the same time, he would have far more resources to work with if this actually did come together properly.

He smiled.

"Havok, I have to say, you're a genius."

"It's not like it's that hard to figure out."

"Yeah? Well, I didn't."

"Like I said, not that hard to figure out."

"...Keep that up, and the courtesy harem isn't going to happen, little tail-raiser."

"Oh, now, come on. Don't take it like that."

Standing up with a chuckle, Draconicon patted his friend on the shoulder, and then pulled him into a hug. A very tight, very powerful hug that squeezed the air right out of the white dragon's lungs.

"Thanks...I was getting pretty freaked out about whether I'd even be able to salvage this, and you've given me a way to do it. I owe you a lot."

"Well...maybe...you can...give me something..."

"Name it."

"First....let go...air..."

He released his friend immediately, and Havok stumbled backwards, gasping for breath as he cleared his lungs a few times. Despite sharing a species, Havok didn't have quite the same capacity for physical strength as most dragons did, and Draconicon always forgot that.

When his friend had gotten his breath back, Draconicon repeated the offer.

"What can I give you?"

"Heh, well...that courtesy harem is one thing. But I'd like to make a request."

"Of course. You only have to ask."

"I hear that you have a white dragon among your own harem?"

Draconicon groaned.

"Seriously? That's just Drake. He's someone that -"

"Someone that you made look just like me?"

"Before you start thinking I have a crush or something, he wanted to be a dragon, and you were the first example I thought of. He's just a fan of the card game and a fan of us."

"Well, then, I'm sure he'd be happy to start humping his idol."

"Such a tail-raiser."

"As if you aren't familiar with it yourself?"

"Noooot the point, and not for a long time."

Draconicon blushed a bit, regardless, remembering the few times that it had happened. It didn't help that he was getting all sorts of pent up, either, and with this long without an orgasm, anything that gave pleasure was starting to sound good. His cock continued to drip and leak in his robe, as a result.

Havok didn't help with his chuckles, and the dragon rolled his eyes as he offered his hand.

"Fine. Payment for the plan, you get to have Drake for the night and morning. Fair enough?"

"Drake, and the stallion."

"In the mood for something big, huh?"

"Aren't we all?"

"Heh, fine. Drake, and the stallion, and I get to say that this plan was mine."

"Deal."

They shook hands, and Draconicon set to making the portal back to the palace. It was a simple enough spell, though it drained a lot of power when it was cast, even for that short of a distance. He'd have to see if he could tweak it; he had the feeling that he'd be doing a lot of traveling in the future.

The End