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Part 8-3

Unexpected events.

Author note : in this part we're gonna take a new point of view for a while to see what happens during all the events of the last part then come back to our usual characters.

Darkan:

I take a long deep breath after I close the door. On the other side, in the corridor was a dragon, a cute sand colored dragon with a few bandages on his neck or back, his tail swaying happily behind him. I take a quick look around my room, the grass looks like someone has stomped on it, several batch of flowers look like crap. Nothing I can't fix. I stop the fire burning below the caldron. Without even having to take a look inside I know it's totally empty. I look at the shelfs to find them totally empty. This morning they used to be full of ingredients and rare stuff I used in my potions but now there is nothing left. They totally emptied my stock.

I shake myself a bit, stretching my tired muscles. I've been working all day. When I came back from Kyo's room I had to stop in the middle of the corridor: there was a long line of dragon waiting in front of my door. I gulped nervously, terrified then rushed in. I spent the first hour making more potions and dealing with the less injured or affected dragon who only required a few minutes of attentions, bandages, ointments and then could leave.

The others were a bit more… complicated: some had cuts and bite marks everywhere that I had to clean one by one to make sure they didn't infect. Some others were going through the same secondary effects than Kyo and needed some of my potions and other stuff to feel better. And there was the other… those who had been filled like Kyo. They were the most embarrassing for me. They had cum everywhere on them and if the scent wasn't enough I had to get close to their privates part to make sure there was nothing too bad. The problem was that, mixed with the potent scent of fertile cum or vaginal juices was their natural musky scent for males and their so sweet aroma of females. I sniffed and looked at cocks, gaping tailholes and parted vaginal labia. I took in so many different scent in just half a day it became hard to hold my needs back and more than once I ended up with a bare erection drooling between my legs, dripping pre on the grass. Several time I had to take a break and relieve myself or more often just stay curled in a corner, eyes closed, breathing slowed down to a minimum, trying to focus my mind on the most unrousing thing I can imagine with almost every time my nose buried in a few flowers, taking in their natural fragrance. In the end it eventually got down and I could go back to my work. I remember the most awkward moment of the day when I had to examine a female that had taken quite a lot of different males in her pussy.

I had to examine her in deep, at first only touching her swollen belly until I felt a hard contact. Just to make sure my first conclusion was the right one I decided to go a bit deeper. What I wasn't aware of is that she was in heat. I found myself below a dragoness twice my size with her wet vaginal lips just above me. I made the mistake of inhaling by the nostrils. My senses were immediately assaulted by her thick enticing aroma. I tottered on my paws, unused to this kind of scent. In barely a second my cock tip was peeking out between my legs.

I knew she was looking at me with worry, afraid that her scent was bothering me but I just huffed and took on me.

I could easily put my entire hand in her soaked folds. When I pushed it in she clenched hard around me, squeezing my hand with those powerful muscles. The deeper I went, the harder she squeezed me and more fluids poured out on my scales. I ended with my muzzle pressed against her squirting pussy as my hand was massaged by her wet slick folds. I noticed Yann, in the corner of my eyes, sitting in the grass, some sticks, plumes and spikes before him, more interested by what he sees than the arrows he was crafting.

"Can you come and give me a hand?" I asked, trying my best to stay focused. "Give you a hand!" he laugh "she is four time my size what do you expect me to do? Get in her cunt?". "Maybe… I guess you'd fit perfectly… with your dickhead".

The dragoness laughed and squirmed a bit.

"Ahahah really funny Darkan… first get rid of the small thing between your legs and after we'll talk". I blush but barely protest. "It's not small".

"Don't let this human insult you Darkan I find you really cute…" she compliment me with a benevolent smile "and quite well endowed for a dragon of your age" she adds when Yann has lowered his eyes on his arrows.

"I heard that!" he shouts, throwing a stick in our direction.

I continue my ministration, sinking deeper and deeper inside her, my snout buried in her folds, obliged to inhale her scent with every breath I take, making me hornier and more eager to spill my seed. "Almost there…" I whisper. I feel the tip of one claw brush against what I've been searching. The scent is waffling over my nostrils, hazing my mind. I pull out of her, my paw drenched in her thick fluids. I stay frozen at those secretions coating my scales, my tongue slipping out of my maws to taste this burning hot liquid. Before me I hear her pant quickly, recovering from the pleasure she felt. It must have been intense for her.

When my tongue retreats in my mouth with the taste of her insides I shiver in bliss. Nothing holds me back and I fall over the edge of reason and, in the most carnal of desires… the need to breed.

I look up, her eager cunt is just above me… so close… so… eager, gaping and glistening with her heated fluids, droplets of her liquid heat pooling just before my feet And between my legs my hardened member jutting out of my slit, drizzling precum. No no no no hold yourself together it isn't right. But… her vagina looks so… good with all those juices pouring out. So… soft and comfy… the perfect place to stick my cock in.

I try to resist but the temptation is much too strong… and after what do I risk? With what I just discovered she won't get more pregnant than she already is.

She moan and tense when my tongue penetrates her, sinking deeply in her soaked pussy, her wall clamping hard, pushing me deeper inside her cunt. I start to lick her sensitive flesh, earning long moan and groans of pleasure and hot squirts of liquid on my snout as I delve in deeper and deeper, licking ravenously at her wet fold, collecting gallons of her fluids I eagerly swallow. The more I lick the wetter she become, the harder she clench, her muscles pressing so hard on my tongue its almost numb.

Suddenly she moans louder, her walls clenching harder than before as spurts of thicker and bitter fluids hit my snout, coating it in her sweet smell. I pull out my tongue, letting her enjoy her climax, watching as her secretion rain down on my snout. I finally realize Yann has been staring at me all along and that the dragoness has her eyes glued to me, a warm welcoming smile on her lips, a relieved and pleased look on her face.

"That's one hungry drake" she taunts me.

"You… you taste so sweet… I mumble, blushing hard. "I take that as a compliment" she answers with a gentle nuzzle along my left cheek. I feel my painfully hard cock throb in excitation, spurting more pre on the grass floor below. "Do you want me to get rid of this little troublemaker?" she asks with a needy purr. I gasp, taking a few steps back, my cock throbbing harder and spurting even more pre between my legs in anticipation. "No no no… no… thanks… I can… handle it". "As you wish" she answers with some disappointment. I look away, my cheeks warm with the increasing blush.

"Darkan…" she calls "What is your diagnostic?"

"Ehh… I… you… you are pregnant…" I mumble, avoiding her look.

She just nods in silence and, after another nuzzles leaves. I follow her, shivering in both nervousness and excitement. I still have some trouble believing I tasted my first female. Just the thought of it sends pleasurable chills down my spine.

When she leaves I take a peek out to see a dozen of dragons waiting, the first one being a large sea green dragon. "One minute please…" I mumble. He nod in acknowledgment and throws me a discreet smile.

I close the door and put the lock on. I get to the other side of the room, out of Yann's sight and sit on the grass. This time I don't even have to touch myself, just the fresh memories of this female drippy cunt, of how she squeezed my tongue… how she tasted, her potent smell that still fills my nostrils… it's so much at the same time; more than enough to make me erupt like a pent up volcano, my seed spilling on the grass between my legs, warm gooey cum gushing out of my bloating tip unleashing an unbearable amount of pleasure in my body, making me shiver in pure bliss. I look at the growing puddle between my legs with every spurt of my seed.

Finally… after a long minute it stops. I take several deep breaths and put a hand in the puddle, touching my own seed until I feel something hard in the goo. I gulp nervously as my paw close around the small object. I pull it out of the white cum and observe it. It's a small ovoid object wearing a greenish color. It almost looks like a small plant seed in size and shape but I don't know what it's doing in my load.

I hear a light crack behind me. I don't have to look to guess who it is. "What do you want?" I growl, throwing the object away, taking a last look at the puddle of cum before getting up. "You are hornier than usual" comment Yann, looking at the arrow tip he is sharpening.

"Thanks for the observation" I grunt "I have my nose in seed and other shit like this since this morning." I add, walking to the door. "Don't play the fool with me Darkan" he say, throwing the metal arrow tip in my direction, it fly by me and stop in the door "You've been acting strangely since a few days; even more since you came back from… Kyo's room".

I sigh but answer "I mated…." “Is that a problem?" he asks caution. I look away but answer in a breath "I was mated…"

"Oh… that's the thing…" he walks to me and pull the metal piece from the door "Hmmm… sharp enough…" he whisper "so you mated… and?"

"And what?! I thought you weren't ok with… gay… stuff…." "Do you listen when I talk Darkan…? I said I wasn't in gay things with humans."

"So… you mean…" "I never stop you from going and have your fun with another dragon".

"So… I could have done it… before…?" "Of course idiot!" He hugs my snout warmly. "Listen… I know I can't stop a dragon from having sex… it's in your blood… in your instincts… In your head for what you use it for. You want to breed you breed… I don't care with who, what gender it is or even with what you do it… just do it!" "You mean… I could have done it… before? Like… way before?" "Yes stupid dragon! …what you held your seed inside because of me?"

"Yes" I stammer… "I thought… it was bad… in some way…." "I never said that" he replies with a smile "So tell me… how it felt?" The question is so much of a surprise I become red like one of those flower near the window. I hesitate but he gives me an encouraging smile "come on you can tell me… I've seen and heard enough dragons mating and dragon cocks for a life time".

"Well… in that case it felt… really amazing… he… he was so… big… he… he stretched me… so wide. He… he came so hard inside me… you can't imagine how well he filled me…. It was one hell of a ride I… I loved it… and I want to do it again… or to… try the other side…".

"Stop stop! I have enough… the juicy bits are interesting but don't give me all the details…".

"So… sorry…" I mumble. "So… that's why you did that to this female?" "No… just… she smelled so… so good… I… I couldn't resist…" I whisper.

"Hey don't worry I won't judge you." he say, rubbing my snout with gentleness.

Suddenly his grip tightens, my muscles tense in response "I know you're not telling me everything but it will be enough for now let's get back to work shall we". I nod in agreement.

At the Moment of opening the door I stop "speaking of work… can you tell me how our stock is?"

"Pretty low…" he answers, looking at a shelf "May I go out and get you some ingredients?"

"If you don't mind" I answer. "No problem… I'll be back in a few minutes".

"Thanks". I open the door and watch as he run away in the corridor. "Well… who's next?" I ask.

It continued like this for the next hour. My last patients were only males and a really special dragon. When I saw him enter I didn't notice any difference, he was just another person I had to heal one way or another.

"What brings you here?" I ask with the same policy I show to everyone.

"My head is killing me…" he just whimpers.

I invite him to come closer. He is a pretty good looking red male with creamy belly scales, around my size with large wings tucked against his flanks, his thick tail hanging low behind him. In those blazing red scales lies a really cute looking face, two shinnying yellow eyes, no horns and some traits that look really weird for a male.

As I prepare the brewage he needs I keep throwing curious glances at him. He looks like he is hiding something to me and also… he doesn't look like any average male… something is different in him.

"Have you any other problem?" I ask "no dizziness? No ache anywhere else? No vomiting?" Every time he say no with his head; almost every time "well… there is this dull ache in my belly…".

"In your belly… might have to take a look". I hear him gulp saliva with embarrassment.

I get close to him and start to touch his underbelly as softly as I can, palpating slowly until I feel a hard contact below the scales. To make sure I send a light energy wave inside him that makes him tremble. "What was that?" he ask, uncomfortable. "Nothing… just a bit of magic… it acts as sonar to help me see if there is something wrong". He sighs in relief. I don't share his expression… I know I felt something inside his belly… and it only makes me more worried and curious of what he actually is. "I have to check on something…" I tell him, going behind him "lift your tail please".

He freezes. "Hey relax I'm not gonna rape you… I just have something to check… it's nothing promise". Finally he lifts his tail. At first everything looks normal, a slightly puffed slit, two hefty testicles half hidden below his scales but when I go higher everything become increasingly weirder "what the fuck is that?!" I shout when I discover something that shouldn't be there, something that has nothing to do on a male's body… something that sends excitement shivers down my spine. I see the red drake blush… well… I guess he does. "Is that a…?" I don't have to finish my sentence he nods, looking away in shame. I can't believe what I'm witnessing: there, between his balls and his anus lies a rift in his scales, a rift with puffy lips that radiate an enticing scent, gleaning with the dampness covering it. "You… You're… a… herm… a hermaphrodite?" I stammer, astonished. I don't know what attitude to adopt; must I be excited or curious? Shall I touch it or just respect his privacy? So many question crowd into my mind… should I ask him.

"How… how does it feel?" I ask, already starting to blush hard.

"What… what do you mean?" "You know… having a… pussy…" It's so embarrassing to say that. We look at each other in shame and embarrassment. "It feels… really weird…" he finally whispers, looking away. “What do you mean by weird?" "You know… just… it confuses everyone… even me…" Another question is burning my lips more than any other "you… you are an herm ok but… what side is… dominant if I can say so?".

"What do you mean?" "oh man… it's so… weird to ask this question… let me… put it better…. Are you more of a male or a female?"

He seems to hesitate for a long time but finally murmurs "A male… definitely a male…"

I smile gently. "Have you ever… tried it?"

"What is that supposed to mean??" he wonders, eyebrow rose. "Just… you know… touched yourself there… or mated…?" The young dragon blush finally becomes noticeable.

"Nothing else than my paws… touched this place…" he whispers.

"So you are virgin…" I mumble. "Yes… it's… kind of hard to find a mate…" "What do you mean there are plenty of dragons around" I answer, surprised. "Yes… of course… but none were to my liking…"

"Can you be a bit more precise?" I ask. "You're pretty intrusive for a healer!" he replies with cautions.

"I… I need to know… to better heal you…" I pretend.

He seems really suspicious but still answer without too much restrain "It's… really complicated… I… I want to mate a female but they are not interested… there are much bolder and, cuter and sexually attractive males than me… and… well… the other males want to rape me… because they smell my… my pussy…." "That's… really sad for you" I answer in understanding. It must be really hard for this young guy. I imagine the situation, the young dude trying to seduce a female just to have it taken away by a better looking male and all the other males trying to mount him.

I shake my head; I still have my work to do.

"Can I… touch you?" "Why?" He ask, lowering his tail protectively. "Just… I… I need to confirm what your problem is". He hesitates but slowly raises his tail. "Go slow… please…."

I slowly put a claw on his rump, prodding at his .et pussy lips.

I said earlier he was my size but to be realistic he is much smaller, our size only match because he has a long neck and a large wing span, otherwise he is way smaller.

I manage to push a claw in his pussy, parting his thick labia. He huff in discomfort and squirm. I push deeper, careful to not hurt him. His muscles try to clamp around me, pushing me out. I have to force myself deeper. It doesn't take long to reach what I'm searching. I pull out quickly to not hurt him more.

"What have you found?" he ask, taking deep breathes.

I hesitate; how can I tell him that? I look at the grass before me, ashamed. "You… you… you're pregnant…" "What! How can this be!? I… I never… mated…" Shout the young herm, shocked, a horrified by the announcement. Suddenly he squeaks in pain, eyes closing, jaws tightly clenched together. "Are you ok?" "My head… is killing me…" he pants after a long ten seconds of silence.

I take the bowl I had left on a branch of the tree and give it to him "Drink… it's for the headache". He greedily swallows everything in no time.

"Shouldn't have gone to this party last night…" he groans. I open my eyes wide, understanding now what might have happened. "Tell me… what do you remember from last night?" "Why? It doesn't concern you" he growl. "It does… please answer me". He huff but say "I was invited to this party last night, I went in, talked to a few persons, and ate some meat then… then it becomes all blurry…. I barely remember a damn thing… I'm just… almost sure I went back to my room…" "And then?", "and then… I woke up… it was morning… and I had this damn headache that didn't leave me since this morning".

I nod silently and, after a long time explains "There was a drug in a meat". It feels like a bomb had exploded between us. "A… drug…" he repeat "What kind of drug?" "An aphrodisiac… a very powerful one" "How do you know that?" he asks, chilling in horror. "Because I've been healing those who've been exposed to it since this morning" He stay silent, looking away. "I suspect someone used this… weakness period to… take advantage of you and… rape you…"

The guy looks like the entire world fell on his poor shoulders "I've been raped…" he repeat, blanking out.

I try to reach him with a paw; he goes away. I realize tears are flowing in the grass. "Hey calm down… It's gonna be ok… promised…" the young guy shakes violently, terrified. He gulps nervously, trying to hold back his tears. "Thanks for the help…" he whispers. I want to answer but he has already run away, the door swaying open as he jump in the corridor. When I try to follow him he is already far; it's like he has disappeared in the corridor.

I sigh and mumble "next".

Five minute later Yann burst into the room, making the door slam into the wall, in his eyes a burning anger "What's wrong?" I ask, busy with a dragon covered of light wounds I'm trying to patch up. "Can you explain me why there's a dragon crying in the stairs?!" he roars, fist clenched. I stop in mid action. "Where?" I ask, panicked. "In the stairs" he just repeats. "I'll go and have a look at this…" I whisper "can you finish that?" I wonder, pointing at the remaining bandages. "Of course" he grumble, making his fingers crack.

I run into the corridor, shoving into a wall a dragon that was walking with a wide grin, whistling happily "Damn it! Darkan look where you're going!" he shouts.

I find the young red herm quite easily, curled in a corner, his snout buried below a wing, his long tail coiling around him. I think he doesn't even realize I'm here. When one of my paw comes in contact with his neck he barely moves. "Shhh… calm down…" I whisper in his ear; slowly his snout leaves the shelter of his wing, his cheeks covered of tears, his eyes sore after so much cries "leave me alone…" he whimper, sobbing and shivering. I take him into my arms, holding him tightly against my chest. He resumes crying, his tears soaking my scales in his salty wetness. "Calm down… calm down… easy…" I whisper, trying my best to comfort him "It's gonna be fine…". "How can it be fine?" he whispers, his head buried in my scales, "nothing is gonna be the same now…" I sigh… he is so right…. I take a deep breath and whisper in his ear with the most gentle and caring voice I can "listen… I'm really sorry…. I can understand what you must be feeling right now." I stay silent for a brief moment, leaving him time to appease and understand what I'm saying. I push him away and with a gentle claw force his head higher, obliging him to look in my eyes. "Look at me…" I whisper slowly "I promise you I'll find the bastard that did that to you and I'll make him pay for that". "Really?" he sobs, hope glinting in his eyes "yes…" I answer, rubbing his head gently "I'll find him… and I'll make him regret…" I hiss. He hugs me deeply. "Thanks…" he mumbles, more tear streaming down his cheeks.

We stay like this for a long moment until I whisper "Come on… let's bring you back to your room. Where do you leave?" He seems to hesitate but in the end answer "In the F building…".

I know this place; it's not very far from here. "Let's get to it shall we?" He nods, quite disappointed. As we descend the stairs I feel he wants to ask something "go ahead" I say when I see his puzzled face. "I'm not sure it's a good idea… to get back to my dorm…" he mumbles, looking away "Can't I… stay with you for the night?".

The question totally takes me by surprise. It's so much of a shock my cheeks flush red. "I… I… don't… think… it's a… good idea… too…. I mean… I'm pretty horny right now… and… this sweet smell of yours… is already driving me mad… so… a full night… I think I won't be able to hold my lust…." He smile, amused by my embarrassment "Yes everyone knows you use your seed in your potions". I blush even harder "Really… everyone?" I ask, nervous. "Well… not exactly but… yes… a lot of peoples know what you are using your seed for" he confirm with the same mocking smile.

We leave the building and decide to cross by the garden, avoiding the crowded alleys. Just before entering into a building full of teenage dragons I ask "Do you remember anything of last night?" "No… not right now… my head is still a bit messy…"

We take the stairs to the last floor where even more dragons are playing and laughing in the corridors, walking in groups or sitting in large common parts of the building, basking in the orange light of the sun. On our path all eyes turn in our direction, curious, surprised and sometime suspicious. The young red guy lowers his head, avoiding all eyes staring at him.

He stops in front of a door and knock. The door opens on a bit bigger cyan feathered dragon with green eyes. The red dragon almost jumps in his arms, snuggling in his feathery chest. The other holds him closely to his chest with some relief in his eyes as the other cry in his feathers. The guy barely throws me a glance and comes back in the room, holding the red herm tightly.

One minute later he is back and slowly closes the door, staying in the corridor with me.

"Thanks Darkan…" he say, bowing slightly. "No problem it's my job." "Do you know what happened to him?" he wonders nervously.

"Yes…" I answer "he was raped…."

"Curses… I was afraid it might be that… man how did it happen?" "I don't know" I answer "to be honest I was expecting you could give me some answers".

"I have nothing… I wasn't there…" he admits.

"Can you tell me what you did last night?"

"Well… I went at this party with him and a few other guys…"

"And then?" "Well… almost nothing… I left when it started to get… hot…" "And him?"

"I don't know… I lost him in the crowd." "And after that?" I ask, concentrated on every word he say.

"I told you I don't know! I stayed outside with some friends until late in the night. When I came back to the room he was already there, sleeping like a baby". "What time was it?" "I don't know… maybe… two hours after midnight…" he whimpers.

I nod, pensive. He opens the door again, preparing to leave. I put a paw on his soft shoulder "oh and… call me if you need any help… I mean… when he'll be ready to lay the egg…"

"He is pregnant!" he exclaim, trying to keep his voice low. I nod.

"Yes… the one who raped him made him pregnant", "Oh man… how many?", "Only one" I whisper "It's already a lot…" he mumbles. “Thanks for the offer… I'll think about it." with that said he closes the door.

I leave the building, doing the same travel toward my room. The rest of my work is easy; I just have to send Yann collect some bandage once again. When this last guy is gone I sigh and go to my favorite place of the room: the tree. I seat against the trunk and close my eyes, feeling the ancient energy flow pounding slowly below the barks slowly invading my body. I growl deeply, pleased by this sensation. I let the energy stream slowly invades every fiber of my body, filling me with its mighty natural strength.

I can almost feel the tree breathing below me. Slowly I take the control; I feel it obey at any order I give it. I feel a wet and slick contact on my flank. I slowly open my eyes to discover a long and supple vine falling from the tree, covered of a strange substance.

I let it grind against my flank, leaving a trail of this strange fluid behind it. I observe the thick vine as it goes lower and lower as another caress my other side, sneaking its way along my scales. I moan, feeling those thick and soft lianas slither their way on my belly. A third one rubs my neck leaking more of this gooey fluid on my scales as it descends over my chest. I observe the greenish vines as they focus on my lower belly, coiling together and squirting more of this strange substance. One of them goes even further and coil around my tail base gently then brutally tighten, forcing my tail to lay straight against the ground before going to a very specific place of my anatomy…. The two others focus on my slit, dripping some of their hot liquid on it, making my slit lips puff out in anticipation. I feel sweat falling along my spine when one of the thick tendril prods at my anus. Even if it smears its hot fluids on my pucker I can't stop my muscles from tensing. Am I ready for what I have in mind? I feel one of the two vines rubbing my slit, push inside, parting my slit with its girth. I gasp when I sense the hot goo sipping in my slit. I grunt, the hotness and wetness in my slit is so delightful. I feel the gooey liquid spurts on my limp cock, forcing it to harden. The second vine has moved to my exposed balls and had started spurting its warm liquid over them, coating them in delicious warmth. I coo lightly as my body temperature rise under the effect of this insane liquid. The third liana slowly forces my pucker to open as it sinks deeply inside me. I gasp, unused to this kind of penetration. The thing… even though it's slick and prehensile feels odd to take inside me. The deeper it goes, the better it feels. I see, before my still amazed eyes even after so many session with those; my cock pushing its way out of my slit, forcing the thick vine out, covered in a purplish mixture. I observe my growing member as the vine that was a second ago in my slit start to spew more of its strange substance on my bare flesh. When my member is fully exposed, the vines make a quick work of covering it in their purple goo. My cock feels unbearably warm, coated in this gooey slime shelter. Only my tip remains free of the slime. I take a look at the other vines, the second one has done a great job of coating my balls in a warm cocoon and now rise to join the first on my penis while the third one keeps prodding at my ass, squirting more and more of its goo in my opened pucker. I see the second tendril slither its way toward the base of my cock where it start to coil, holding my cock upward in its soft but tight embrace, oozing fluids from every inch of its tapered length. The first one leaves my flesh but only briefly before coming back, teasing my tip with its own pointed end. I smile when I see it touch my urethral slit, smearing more of this smelly ooze over my cock until my urethral hole widen a bit; just enough for the thinner line to sneak its way inside.

I gasp when I feel the thing enter, pushing further down, forcing my cock to stretch to fit it's girth. At first it feels really odd to just let this thing in my cock but soon I coo in bliss, feeling the vine's tip open like a flower and gushes of the warm liquid flood my cock, making it warmer than usual. My attention is suddenly drawn to the last tendrils which just violently penetrated my tailhole, using the goo it had sprayed inside me as a mean of lubrication.

I close my eyes, taking in the immense pleasure those vines are giving me, one roughly pounding my ass, another squeezing and jerking my cock, the last one spraying it's fluid directly in my balls. I feel them swell and tighten in their pouch, fed by the continued stream of goo.

I groan, feeling my climax closing in rapidly, the tendril in my ass hit a very special spot that makes me spurts more and more pre around the vine in my cock hole.

Suddenly the one in my ass pops out, leaving my hole gaping and leaking this strange goo. I wonder why it all stopped until I see a much bigger liana fall from the tree branches above, directed at my tailhole, this one not oozing at all… it even seems pretty dry but, with it comes two other much smaller vines coiled around the bigger one, covering it of their purplish secretions.

"Oh yes…" I whine “I like them big…".

The thing has barely forced its way inside my ass that I hear someone knocking at the door. Everything stops in an instant as I stare at the thick door? Who might it be? If it was Yann he wouldn't even had knocked. I keep my mouth shut and wait, hearing no sound what so ever. When I think the guy behind the door has left I let the vines restart their ministration. The one in my ass trusts hard and fast, the two smaller one coiling around it forming ridge like things that makes my pleasure go way above the ceiling. "Oh yes… just like this… deeper…" I groan, hazy eyes half closed, staring at the leaves above me, tongue lolling on the side of my mouth as I hump in the tight coils of the vine around my cock.

I feel so close, on the verge of cumming, my pleasure reaching new unknown heights as I feel my cock swell, ready to unleash it's load.

But… a sound manages to reach me; a sound that makes all my muscles tense in shear fear: someone clearing his throat. I look at my right to discover the door wide open and a young drake standing in the opening, a puzzled expression on his face, his eyes looking everywhere except at me. I squeak and pulling myself out, the vines popping out of my holes, spurting there liquid everywhere on my lower belly and under tail.

I try to hide myself, my ragging boner, but it's hard without wings.

I show my back to the young dragon, panting in both pleasure and fear, cold sweat rolling on my scale.

"How long…" I whisper "How long have you been watching me?" "Around five minute" he answers, looking at the grass between his paws.

"Couldn't you… knock first?" I growl.

"I did but you never answered." "So it was you?"

"Of course it was me!" he exclaims.

"Couldn't you wait one more minute?" "No… and… well… I heard you moan from the other side and… I decided to enter…"; "Do you know the concept of privacy?" I wonder, rumbling deeply in my throat.

He just huff and say "I need you!" "What?!" "Eh… your help I mean…" he precise.

"What do you need me for?" I ask, blushing red.

"There's someone who need your help? He is injured… pretty badly".

"Where is he?" I ask, jumping on my paws. "Not too far… I'll lead you to him". I leave the room with under my belly my still erect cock slapping against my scales my whole belly covered in purple strands.

"Don't you want to clean up first?" Ask the guy, as red as I.

"No… it… it… will disappear soon enough" I mumble.

I follow him out of the building then into the still very crowded central place.

"Darkan…" calls the young dragon I'm following.

"Hmmm…" I grunt. "You know… what you were doing with your tree… that was really gross…"

"That's none of your business…" I hiss defensively. "No… you… you don't understand what I mean… I was just saying that… a lot of peoples appreciate you… but they find you so weird…".

"Like I said it's none of your business…" I hiss "What I do in private only concerns me…" "No… listen… a lot of peoples already know you use your… semen in your heling… stuff and they are… pretty much ok with that… but man if they learn what you do with your tree… man I don't even dare to imagine".

"I don't care…" I just huff "listen carefully… I have one simple rule: my dick, my fetishes, my problems. What peoples think about it, I don't fucking care… I do what I want".

The guy just nod but keep arguing "But… do you think they'll still come to you for healing if they know what you're doing in the same room". "I don't care… I'm not here to make friends… I'm here to do my job clear?"

"Ok… if you say so… but… at least tell me why you don't go out and mate with someone else… or just masturbate like any… normal… person would do?". "I like it this way" I just answer.

"You like tentacles don't you?" he asks, making my cheeks become redder. "Yes… quite a lot…" I admit, blushing in shame "I enjoy them much more than I'd like to admit…". "What do you prefer them over a real cock?" "Well… that's really embarrassing… I don't… prefer them… to a real cock but… I had only a few rare occasions to see another male's gender so… I use them… more often than I should…" "How… do you do to have those… things obeying to you?" he asks, curious.

"It's… part of my powers… nature obeys to me…" I whisper. "Hold on… I'm gonna show you" I mumble, noticing a big juicy looking red fruit on a tree branch. I walk to the said tree trunk and put my paw on its barks; my eyes almost automatically closes as the contact establish so easily, the ancient energy invading my body. I hear the cracks of the tree as it moves, the trunk bending, branches lowering to my level, offering me this so wanted prize. I take the apple sized fruit and let the tree take back its rightful appearance.

"Impressive… how do you do that?" he stutter. "I just do it… it's… part of my powers… nature obeys to me".

I see on his face that he is impressed. "Of course it has its limits… I can't control a whole forest on my own…"

"It makes sense…" I throw the fruit in the air and catch it between my fangs. My jaws closes with force, cutting the fruit in half, the sweet juice gushing in my mouth as I chew upon the fruit before swallowing it with a satisfied grin.

"So… it's how you control them… like this?" he ask, interested "Yep…"

We keep walking and talking "Also… what was this purple thing… I mean… you're still covered of it?" "Don't… don't tell it…" I mumble "It's… a natural product that acts as an aphrodisiac on me… and… oh man… it makes me… so fertile…" "Do you think it works on other dragons?" "I… don't think so… but I never tried…"

After a long minute of an embarrassing silence I ask shamefully "Do I really have so much of this thing on me?" "Honestly… yes…" he whispers "The worst… it's really this big boner of yours" he adds, blushing redder. "Am I really that hard?" I almost moan. "Yes… and you're leaking this shit everywhere" he spit, disgusted.

"Shit…" I grumble. "There are quite a few bushes there… you know… you could go there and… clean yourself…out of sight" he offer, pointing at a line of thick bushes covered of pink flowers.

"I… I can't" I whine "I told you this thing makes me hornier… if I swallow some of this stuff I'll stay hard for at least a week…. Trust me when I say that. To give you an idea just a sample of it kept me hard and eager for four days so… everything I have on me right now… I'm gonna stay hard like a rock for a month… at least". The guy just smile, amused.

"Fine… but at least go relieve yourself… it's really odd to walk around with someone with an erection this big… everyone is staring at us" "I'll do that…" I answer, my cheeks increasingly hot with the blush spreading on them.

I get behind the cover of the thick bushes and sigh, lying in the grass, splayed on the ground, my cock throbbing before me, squirting a mix of pre and of this thick goo. But there is a problem: I can't take it in my mouth; my paws can't reach this low and my tail is so stiff; I can barely move it.

I call for him with a low voice. His head almost pop between the bushes.

"What do you want?" he ask, whispering to avoid being heard.

"I… I can't do it alone… can you help?" "Yeah… I… I guess." he mumble, coming closer, placing himself above me before lifting a trembling paw. When his soft scales touch my sensitive flesh I moan in pure bliss. Slowly he starts to stroke it, smearing even more of this thick goo on my already heated bare flesh. In a split second I feel something building up in my loins, traveling inside me to the base of my cock. I groan panting hard, ready to spill my load.

"What the…" he whispers. "What's wrong?" I ask between two ragged breathes.

"There's… something coming… man… it's big…" I lower my eyes and see my cock bloating, the base swelling more and more, giving place to a large thing trying to force its way out of me. The position starts to become really uncomfortable for my expending cock. I grunt in annoyance and roll over, getting on my paws. Instantly I moan, feeling the thing traveling slowly toward my tip, making my cock widen in its path, I gasp, my member throbbing harder and harder, forcing bolts of pleasure this thing out of me, creating bolts of pure pleasure throughout my whole body. My frame shivers as I close my eyes, ready to spill my load on the grass. My claws curl, digging in the dirt as the large thing in my cock reaches my tip, stretching it beyond its normal limits. I groan, humping in the paw he wrapped back around my bare flesh, feeling my orgasm so close. I'm tipping over the edge, groaning and huffing in bliss; shoving my cock harder and harder in his tight grip until my orgasm hits me in full force. I muff a roar of pleasure as seed erupt from my cock, accompanied by this strange thing. I tightly shut my eyes as more of those things travel down my now widened member, a second, a third, then a fourth… then so many more, becoming smaller and smaller until I can't feel them anymore, mixed with the continued stream of cum. I sigh in delight when it ends; panting hard, my cock already retreating in its sheet. "Oh… man… it felt… so amazing…" I mumble.

I look at him with a slight smile, seeing him trying to clean his purple fluids coated paw by rubbing it in the grass "Man this shit is sticky…" he grunt, trying his hardest to put it out of his scales. I laugh slyly. "Instead of laughing like an idiot look between your legs" he spit, snarling in disgust. I make a few steps then tur around. What my eyes face is… it… it makes no sense: I discover a pile of those strange plant seed like things, coated in fresh semen, all piled around a much bigger one.

"What are these things…" I whisper, taking a small one between two claws, pressing it until it breaks with a pop, leaking a greenish liquid on my scales.

"Don't know…" responds the guy "but we don't have time for this…" he grumble, looking at the large clock on the top of the main building "follow me". He runs away, leaving me no other choice than to follow him. Luckily running is my thing and I catch up in a mere second. We don't even slow down to climb the three sets of stairs leading to the room of this injured person he keeps telling me about.

When he unlock the door and invite me to enter I find myself in total darkness, in a room without any light what so ever, the only window is hidden, letting no light enter. The only light source I have is the dim light coming from the corridor that is instantly shut off when he closes the door.

I can't stop the gasp that escapes my throat. I feel a freezing sweat stream along my spine, my heartbeat rates speeds' up, my blood pounding in my ears, my breath quicken, I feel like a ball is forming in my throat as my bowels make knots. It's so dark in here I can't even see my own snout.

When a paw lands gently on my shoulder I dash aside, squawking in fear, my whole frame shaking in pure terror.

"Hey… it's only me…" he whisper, putting once again his paw on my right shoulder with even more gentleness "are you alright…" "No…" I whine, looking in every direction to try and locate him. Finally our eyes meet; two large bright golden, reassuring orbs staring at me.

"I… I… I… fear… darkness…" I finally mumble, ashamed of my own phobia.

"No offense but it's kinda… funny…" "I know…"" I squeak pitifully. "Even more when you know you spend most of your time in a room that isn't much brighter" he comment, smiling in the thick blackness. "Yes… but it's different", I protest, "It's… my home… my territory… I know I'm safe there…".

"Fine…" he huff "I'll try to find the light for you."

He leaves me alone in the darkness. I focus on the sound of his claws clicking on the stone floor. "Are you still there?" I call with a high pitched voice. "Yeah… yeah… I'm still trying to find this god damn switch… it should be the…" He is interrupted by a loud noise.

"Ah… I guess that's a wall…" "No… just a fucking wardrobe…. Who placed it there?"

I laugh, feeling relieved for a brief second until I smell it, a smell that makes me shiver: the smell… of blood.

I sniff at the air… taking deep breath to try and locate the source of this smell. "You smell it right?" he asks with worry. "Of course I do." "It's not me…" he answers, "It's… him…"

I hear another loud collision sound "What was it this time?" "I don't know… a shelf maybe… damn took it right in the face…" he grunt. Another smell invades my nostril: another blood. "You're bleeding?" I ask, worried too. "It's nothing… but I think I found the switch…"

A orange glow illuminate the room in its warm, appeasing light. I sigh, relieved

"That's definitely better with the… argh!…" I stop in the middle of my sentence when I discover what is on the bed. A blue dragon lying on his left side, eyes closed, his face frozen in a twisted grimace of pain, covered of red streaks of blood, marked with deep claw slashes; in his half opened mouth I notice several missing teeth, broken. The rest of his body is in a relatively good state aside from blood droplets staining his deep blue scales. His chest and belly is exposed to me, covered of pale blue scales that look so soft from there. My eyes go lower and lower until I discover, displayed, weirdly opened, dripping blood; his slit. It looks like someone had tried to put his own cock in. It's so enlarged I can see the tip of his flaccid member coated in a thick layer of dried cum and blood. I gulp nervously, looking slightly lower, already knowing what awaits me down below.

His tailhole is in the same state, open wide, gaping, his muscles loosened so much I wonder if it's not too late to fix this; dripping messily a mix of cum and blood that formed a long red trail on his under tail that ends in a large red pool on the bedsheets. I don't know how to feel, on one hand the most benevolent side of me wants to help him as best as I can; to heal all those bad wounds, to clean all the blood on these pretty scales; but on the other one, the darker side of me boils, filling my veins with burning anger: this guy deserves it… he put himself in this situation on his own, by breaking the trust and confidence I had in him.

"What are you waiting for?" ask the guy when he notices I am not moving an eyebrow.

"I… won't… heal… him…" I hiss angrily.

"What! But… it's your job…" he protest.

"I won't heal him" I repeat, baring my fangs.

"Why?" he stutter.

"He deserves what happens to him" I spit.

"But… but… you're not gonna leave him like this". "Hey look at me" I reply "I'm already gone from here"

I turn around and prepare to leave but he jump in front of me, blocking my way out.

"Move out of the way… I'm out of here…" I hiss.

"Do your work first" he growls. "Look at me idiot… I won't heal your friend… he deserve all that happened to him" I roar, in anger.

"Yes… I admit it didn't go exactly as we wanted" mumble the guy.

"Hold on what did you say?" I ask, shocked.

"Oups…" he whispers, making a weird face "I think I spoke a bit too loud…"

"If only a bit…" I huff.

Slowly my thoughts gather, focusing on what he just said. "…as we wanted…" this fragment of sentence repeat itself over and over again in my mind, full of details I overlooked that suddenly comes into the light. "…we…" so they were at least two working on this plan…. Brutally I'm like illuminated. The truth appears before my eyes, so obvious, so evident. I remember a thing someone told me a while ago about those two. They are twins… fraternal twins: they have quite a similar appearance in terms of physical appearance, the same size and shape, the same face and eyes. What allows telling who is who is their scale color: one is of a deep blue with a pale underbelly, the other wears a sky blue color. And more important… their general behavior is far from similar: the one I have beaten up last night has always been described to me as the too gentle, handsome guy that wants to help while his brother was told to be an asshole hidden behind a honeyed voice and a tricky, twisted mind.

I feel sorrow heightening my heart. Was I so stupid? So… careless? So… blinded! I knew the reputation of the guy I have in front of me and his brother have and I gave them what they wanted.

"You mean… I unleashed my wrath on the wrong person?" I ask.

A psychopathic smile twist his lips "yes…" he hisses.

In a burst of anger I try to grab a hold of him, my jaws snapping just before his neck, my lashing claws miss his chest by nothing. “To slow" he provokes me.

I growl loudly as he keep smiling and taunting me. I hear him fall with a loud thump on the ground. "What the fuck is that thing!" he scream,; making an evil smile curl my lips.

I don't have to look at him to know that a thick green vine as popped from the floor itself and is ow tightly wrapped to his right foreleg, slithering it's way higher, tightening its grip on his scales, forcing him to stay perfectly still.

When I look at him it's to see him struggle to get out of the tight grasp of the vine holding his paw. At the moment he tries to cut with his claws another springs from the ground tying to his left forepaw, applying more and more pressure, forcing him to put back his paw on the ground.

He tries with all his strength to free himself from the vines coiling around his paws and legs; but it's no use: every time he tugs at them they only tighten around him. Finally his hind paws are held to the ground too by even thicker vines. He keeps shaking and kicking violently like a horse, his jaws clamping around the thick vines without managing to cut them.

I snigger discreetly when I notice a three time thicker tendril protruding from the stone floor, slowly elongating and growing. Soon it has the girth of an adult dragon cock and keeps growing even more. When he less expect it the tendril push itself forward, its slick surface forcing his tailhole to open to let the thing penetrate him. He can do nothing aside gasping and whining in pain as the thickening prehensile organ drills his tailhole.

"Why… why is there one… up my ass?" he ask, ashamed when it finally stops.

"You'll understand soon…" I answer with a mix of mystery and evilness.

I observe him as he squeak in pain, the vine, pushing deeper inside him.

It's only some muffed sounds that makes me turn my head to the other side of the room. I discover his brother, his eyes half opened, hazy, looking in our general direction, mumbling a few words, blood leaking from the wounds on his face.

This sight makes my guts tighten. I… I can't leave him in this state.

I leave the other guy with half the tendril in his ass and walk to the bed. "Hey! You're not gonna leave me like this!?" he shout after another whine of pain.

In the blink of an eye I'm back to him, my forehead harshly pressed against his. "Listen carefully asshole… I'll heal your brother…" "finally…" he cut me off.

In answer I just slam my fist in his face. "Keep your mouth shut… or maybe you want me to stuff this pretty muzzle of yours?"

The guy's mouth instantly closes, lips tightly sealed.

"Much better… now please let me clean up your mess" I spit.

"My mess…" he exclaim outraged "but it's you who…" hhis senteance ends in a loud pitiful cry. "Because of your fucking tricks!" I roar right into his face.

The tendril pierce him once again making him cry in pain.

"Stop this… please…" he begs "I'm still virgin…" "Not anymore" I growl.

This time I really leave him with the thick vines humping his tailhole and get to the bed. I climb on it and get close to him. I start to clean his face with a towel I found in a nearby wardrobe, whipping it clean of the dried blood sticking to his scales then close his wounds thanks to my energy.

I take a deep breath and look lower.

When I see his slit I can't hold a sigh. "Is that you who did that too?" he asks.

In answer another vines break the stone floor and in a mere second stuff his mouth, forcing itself so far in his mouth he gags, the vines forcing it's way deep in his throat.

"And to answer your question no it's not me… but I know who did it".

The guy makes a muffed sound as the thickening vines sink in his throat, forcing his jaws to open more and more until I hear muffed squeaking and small cracking sounds.

Finally I let it slip out of his maws. He pants, gasping desperately for breath. "Damn… you almost broke my jaws…" he whine, massaging his painful jaws, his voice sounding a bit numb.

"And I can end what I've started!" I roar, the vines slapping his face several time.

"Who… who did that?" "I won't tell you…" I answer "And if you keep talking I'll make sure you can't use your tongue again" I warn him. He gasps and for the first time stay silent.

I get to work on his brother. He isn't in a state as bad as I originally thought; when the bleedings are stopped I have almost nothing to do. The problem is I have to work with my snout almost glued to his nether region, taking in his sharp musk with every breath. It makes my nostrils tingle and exciting shivers running down my spine. The longer I stay here the more the pungent smell of young male's pheromones drives me insane with desire. I try my best to stay focused on my work but I can't stop my brain from drifting into lust. I let out a light whimper as my eyes fall again on his tailhole I just finished cleaning.

I can't deny he looks quite pretty. I know he had always taken good care of himself, his scales gleaning in the dim light reflection. I shake my head violently, trying to keep my eyes far from his nether region but his young form, his slim body, his soft to the touch scales, his blue color, his delicious sweat musk typical of young ones like him turn me on a bit more with each breath I take, with every second I look at his body I feel my slit twitch, wetting with my own juices. Something inside me seems to awake, something fierce, something ancient, and wild, something I've never felt before… at least… not that strong: need.

I shiver, feeling this all new sensation course through my body, warming my flesh with its very own pleasure. My look and thought on him start to shift: I don't see a being like me anymore, not a young unconscious and injured dragon, too weakened to resist or to fight back. No… what I see now is an eager slut splayed on its back, awaiting for me to close the gap and fill him with my most holy seed. This wide opened tailhole looks so inviting to me, only waiting for me to put my cock in. I shake my head, trying to resist the urge but my will is weakening fast. It could be so easy to fuck this guy. After all… it's not like he could fight back in his state. I feel my cock tip pop free from my slit, covered in musky fluids as it slides out, hardening and pulsating quickly . I make a step forward, my hardened flesh a mere inch above his loosened hole. I bite my tongue; more to suppress the needy moan that escape my lips than to really try to clear my so hazy mind. But is has its effects; the metallic taste of blood in my mouth is enough to wake me up from my needy state. I finally realize what I'm doing: my tip is brushing against his loosened pucker, so close from entering him, my fangs just above his neck, ready to close around it, securing my prey like I enjoy to say; my slit and cock coated in a thick layer of natural lubrication, drenched in my own erupting, burning hot fluids.

I take on me and jump from the bed, panting in raw need, growling deeply, and claws curing on the floor.

"Is there something wrong?" ask the other with the vines wiggling in his ass. At first I want to shut him up for good but another idea sneak its way into my mind: maybe it's him I should breed…. I slap myself with one of my paws, my claws leaving deep bloody mark on my face. "What's wrong?" he asks again, panicked.

"I… I… I… I… want… to… breed him…" I whimper, still breathing hard.

"Well… go ahead… he won't mind…" he just answers casually. Those words have a double effect on me. I feel excited… so excited by this idea but also terrified: the guy doesn't mind me raping his brother before his eyes. What kind of twisted brother is he?

"Are you mad!" I scream, shocked.

"No… just saying… you know…"

The idea still sound so nice in my mind, it makes my cock stir with excitement. I hear the guy next to me moan. When my eyes fall upon him I discover him, bending, his chest touching the ground, his erect member drizzling precum rapidly, the vine in his ass trusting rapidly. I notice that every time it pulls out it brings out with it a stream of blood.

"Hmmmm… I see you like it…" I comment.

"Yes… it's… not that bad… when you are used to it…" He mumbles, blushing warmly "just… don't make it go faster… please…"

I make it trust harder and deeper inside him, forcing a short whine out of his throat.

"Stop… please…. Make it stop…" he begs.

"Sorry… wanted to try" I apologize with a devious grin.

I sigh, looking around for a place where I could sit and wait. "What are you doing?" he ask the tendril still ravaging his ass. "I'm gonna stay here for a while; to see if your brother's current state goes any better".

"Well… I don't mind… make yourself at home".

I sit against a wall, eyes closed, breath slowed to a minimum, focusing on the less arousing thing I can think of. It barely works, the crave keeps growing, overpowering my senses with its mighty lust. And this damn guy's lustful moans only make it worst.

I tightly clench my eyes, my muscles tensed to their limits, my cock throbbing painfully, spewing jets of prcum on my scales. I gas, the raw need to breed slowly taking over me. "For god sake could you shut up!" I roar. In the blink of an eye the tendril is back in between his jaws, forcing itself deeper and deeper inside, penetrating his throat. I look as the thickening appendage force itself inside him, making his neck bulge with the thick thing inside him, pushing deeper and deeper, parting his jaws wider with it's girth.

Suddenly a loud crack fills the silence as he cry in pure suffering, his lower jaw hanging limply below his mouth. I let the tendril slide out of his mouth with a wet pop. Tears flow from his tears as he cries in pain. "Much better" I whisper.

He tries to say something but his broken jaws deny him this right. I smile evilly. "You deserve that…" I hiss.

He keeps trying to talk but his dislocated maw only allow him to do a few pitiful mewling. I see in his eyes he is going through a lot of pain. I sigh and put a hand on his cheeks. I feel the broken bones below the thick layer of scales and skin. I heal his wounds. This quick use of my power allows me to realize I'm running pretty low on my energy. After using it all day I need to recharge it.

"Why?" he cries when his jaws is put bam, in place.

"Your moans were turning me on quite a lot" I explain, blushing slightly.

The guy nods "If you keep your voice to a minimum I'll let those tendrils up your ass if you enjoy them. Do you think you can do that for me?"

The guy vigorously shakes his head in agreement. "Well… if it's what you want?"

I let him enjoy himself as I try to get some rest. For a long, endless feeling period of time I stare at the ceiling, my thought drifting and messing in my tired brain. I yawn loudly, my heavy eyelids closing on their own.

My eyes suddenly snap open; I don't know how many hours passed but outside the moon has risen far above the buildings, lightening the dark night with it's cold light.

I observe the room around me. Everything is dark, silent, and peaceful. I can hear the slow and regular breathes of the two sleeping brothers. I notice the injured one is still in the bed, sleeping peacefully, a wide grin curling his lips. His brother is lying limply on the ground, his belly dipping in a large pool of his own musky juices, his tail still hanging high above him, offering his widened and gaping tailhole to my sight. The vines that have been filling him are now gone, vanished in the ground, only leaving behind small holes and cracks in the floor. I hope it didn't damage the building's structure. I yowl, feeling fatigue taking over me once again. I should go back to my room before I fall asleep again.

I silently walk to the door but; at the exact moment I hear some muffed groans coming from behind me. I quickly turn around and discover the one that has been laying in the bed all along moves heretically, stretching all his limb from head to toes, his claws curling in and outward, his tail stiffening more and more, his wings extended to their full span. His eyes stay focused on the ceiling above. I hesitate; should I leave now or go back to him? In a second I take a decision and silently cross the room again to the bed.

The guy groans loudly, trying to get on his side.

He doesn't notice me at all.

"Take it easy… you've not fully recovered…" I whisper.

He screams in fear when he discovers my face, appearing in the corner of his eyes. "You…! Leave me alone!" He shouts, trying to shield himself behind his wings.

"Chill out… I'm not here to hurt you" I answer, trying to sound calm and reassuring.

"Why are you here then?" he squeak, throwing a terrified glance over the blue membrane of his wing. "Well… your brother pleaded for me to heal you… so I did" I answer, skipping most of what truly happened.

"So… why is he… like this?" He asks, "Did you mated with him?"

"No… not at all… I… let him have his fun… in some way…."

"Hmmm… it explains a lot of things…" he mumbles, daring to look around.

"Yes… are you feeling better?" I ask, nervous.

"Yes… much better. Thanks… I guess".

"No problem… it's my job… after all".

This conversation is leading nowhere. "Well… I should get back to my room now…" I mumble, feeling warmth on my cheeks.

"That's… probably a good idea…" he admits, still avoiding eye contact with me.

As I turn around and walk away I hear him shuffle around, like he was trying to get up. “Darkan…" he finally calls.

"Yes…" I answer "What can I do?"

"Did… did he told you everything… about last night?" he ask, shivering nervously. I sigh and whisper "Yes… he did…"

"So… are you still… upset… at me?" "No… not anymore…", "Did you… punished him?", "Technically… yes…" I answer, definitely red of shame.

I gulp nervously and mumble "I should leave now…"

I've barely made a step forward that I stop, a question in mind, ready to burst through my lips. I slowly turn around and ask, finally calling by his name: "Torvald… what you told me last night… was it true?" He blanks out; frozen in place "I really said it?" He asks as his only answer. "Yes… you did…" I observe him as he looks away, searching for what seemed the correct words.

"I… always wanted to… you know… give it a try… if I can say that…"

"So… you really want it?" We both look at everything aside from the other. "Yes… quite a lot… but I never found the good time or… way to tell you my feelings".

"Was I really that stupid to not see it?" I wonder. "I mean it's not like you hide it".

"Well… you were quite dumb… so… that's partially why I came to you… aside from ordering those ingredients… I was trying to tell you… but you never listened".

I nod silently. "So… it's why I asked you to come last night… I thought… that drug might be able to make you a bit more… understanding and… receptive to my advances" he whisper.

"Am I really like this?" "Honestly yes… it's quite hard to have you getting out of your shell…"

I sigh, knowing too well what he means. "It was… my secret goal… if you see what I mean?" "I do…" I answer in a breath.

I wait, my claws nervously clicking at the stone below my paw pads until, gathering all my courage I ask. "Are you still interested?"

He stay silent, hesitant. Please say yes… please say yes I beg for myself, my body trembling in anticipation, my cock tip already peaking between my hind legs, my tailhole tightening excitedly.

"Well… it still lingers in my mind… but… I don't know if it's a good idea… I men… your stuff did a really good idea… I mean… you… you really hurt me a lot yesterday…" "Hey I didn't rape you!" I exclaim. "No… but this guy did…" he mumbles "I'm not sure I'll even be able to get hard…"

"Not for a few days at least" I confirm.

"You see…" He sighs, sorry. "There's still… the other way" I mumble, so ashamed of my own word I feel like I'm burning.

"Sounds… really nice but… I… I don't think it's a good idea too…. I mean… this guy… he really spread my ass so wide… I don't think you'll feel something".

I feel really disappointed, I would have loved to mate with him, all my body craves for him, my guts tightening every time I look at him, my loins churning with need, my flesh throbbing at the same ragged pace as my heart, eager to spill my essence at the first occasion.

"But we can still try if you really want it" he quickly adds, making me raise my head in interest. "I mean… it's not like you were huger than that… right?"

I nod, widening my stance, offering him an enticing sight of my endowment "Oh my… it looks really great from here…" he mumbles, excited "could you come closer?" "With pleasure." I answer.

I hop on the bed and lay next to him, observing those soft deep blue scales so close to me, I could so easily touch them. His wing fall over me, sheltering me in his delightful warmth as my whole body shivers "are you cold?" "No… just a bit… excited."

"Speaking of which… I'd love to get a closer look at it…" he whispers in my ear.

"Well… don't wait any longer… give it a try…" I whisper, offering my nether region to him. In a split second his paws descend to my erect cock, his soft paw pads gripping at my stiffened organ.

I moan, feeling those soft paws grasp at my exposed flesh, going from tip to base, rubbing every part of my organ, exploring every detail, his nose glued to my tip to take in my musky scent, his soft paw pads massaging the base of my member, forcing needy moans out of me.

"You smell so sweet…" he whisper, eyes closed, nostrils flared, taking deep breath in my scent, my pheromones filling his nostrils.

One of his claws push inside my slit, forcing a sharp squirt of pre right into his face. I try to hold still as he fondle my cock, smearing more of the thick fluids the vine left on my dick , covering it in a coat of unbearable warmth. "Oh man… you're already lubed…" he mumble, sniffing at the purplish goo. "It's not… lube…" I whimper "… but… it works the same… just… don't try to eat it… it has a very bad taste…" I lie, trying to keep him away from the arousing substance. He doesn't even listen and let his tongue dash over my exposed flesh, taking some of the fluids with it. He let it slather in his mouth before swallowing it. "Hmmm… it tastes really good…" he mumbles, licking his lips.

I feel increasingly nervous and so damn excited. The claws in my slit, wiggles around in the tight space between my fleshy walls and my bulging cock, forcing more of my natural lubrication to ooze out.

I let out a lewd moan of pure bliss, his paw now stroking my cock shamelessly, squeezing and tugging at it, my pre leaking on his scales. The claw he kept buried in my slit pops out, almost crushed by my stiff, clamping muscles.

His strokes become faster, his soft paw pads massaging my sensitive pulsating flesh. I can already feel the familiar pressure building up inside my loins but I don't want to cum yet… not in this paw; I've already done it too often. I want something better; something much more… relieving than just a bare hand… I want this guy's inviting looking little rump.

"Ohhh… stop that… I'm gonna cum…" I moan… eyes half closed, tongue lolling out of my panting maw.

He obeys without a hint of hesitation. It's only then I notice his glassy eyes, fixated upon my drippy cock, his panting maw agape, drooling saliva, looking so eager to take my cock inside them. "Why…" he whimpers submissively.

"I… I want to come inside of you" I reply, feeling my cock throbs and twitch even harder when I say those words.

"As you wish…" he mumbles.

I change position, going above his splayed body, lining up my cock with his gaping tailhole. Suddenly I freeze, realizing with horror. His behavior had so quickly… he turned from just interested and eager to try to totally slutty and submissive. Does the goo on my cock is for something in this so unexpected shift. I must have the answer. I grab him and shake him violently. "Hey… calm down… I'm not a tree…" he grumble weakly. "Stay focused for a sec…" I beg, panicked, every fiber of my body trembling in sheer terror "how do you feel?" He just huff loudly, bored by my question. He stay silent for a long minute before answering slowly "I feel totally normal… even a bit lighter… all the pain in my net hers is… gone… I'm really fine.

"Nothing else?" "Well… I feel… quite hot… and wet…".

I gasp, noticing that his slit lips are parted, exposing his depth, his limp cock in its sanctuary, spewing clear lines of aqueous precum on his scales, coated in his own fluids that his clamping inner muscles push out, forcing it to ooze on his scales, only increasing the musk filled aroma coming from him. My lust literally goes through the roof; I only crave for one thing… this guy.

Right now he just looks like a female going through an intense heat with his glistening slit; a female begging for me to take her; to fulfill her needs and fill her womb with my seed. A jolt shakes my body. It feels like I was brutally pulled free of an awake dream turning into a nightmare. This guy is not a female and; as enticing as it might looks this is not a pussy that stands before me but a male's most precious sanctuary. I know; even though it looks so inviting I mustn't put my aching dick there… I'll just risk hurting him even more than he already is.

"Is everything alright?" he ask numbly.

"Yes… just… give me a sec".

I take several long deep breath to try and calm myself but the urge is too big, much too powerful for my weakening will. I know I can't resist its mighty wild strength. I can't fight it, neither resist it; so I do the only thing I can and line up my throbbing cock with his awaiting pucker.

The very first trust is so wild, so driven by lust I sink half of my cock inside him. His muscles immediately clench around me, squeezing my cock so hard I whine in pain. The sensation is so… new; so… incredible; so… satisfying; so… delightfully good I can't help myself and moan out loud.

I pull out, enjoying the contact of this tight hole against my so bloated flesh. In a mere second the sheer urge to breed has taken over me, reducing me to the state of a wild beast. I'm panting, saliva dripping from the corner of my mouth at I fuck him roughly; letting him no other choice than to take my cock.

I hump him rapidly, forcing my cock in and out of him at a unimaginably fast pace. We groan in pure bliss as we mate. I'm literally in auto pilot mode; my body driven by my wildest instinct, telling me to breed harder, faster, to hump Torvald's ass until he cry in pain.

I cannot stop anymore, I have to finish inside him, all my body craves for relief.

The only things I feel are his muscles clenching around me, massaging my length buried inside him and the harsh feeling of scales against scales. The only noise that manage to reach my ears are the wet slapping sounds of our hips every time they meet and our combined moan of pleasure.

I close my eyes and let the humongous pleasure fill my veins, invading every atom of my body. I feel on the verge of exploding, my loins tightened to the point of imploding with how much semen is filling them. My cock feels almost painfully stiff as I hump harder and harder, going deeper every time until all my length is buried in his depth.

My eyes snap open. I look at his face, his half lidded hazy eyes, his parted jaws, stuck on a long cry of pleasure, his saliva leaking in thick stream along his cheeks, his long and sinuous neck exposed before me… an easy target. My jaws closes just before his scales, my snout brushing against the underside of his neck. Stupid too short neck of mine.

My cock feels like it's swelling with every second that brings me closer to my orgasm, my tip bloating like it was on the brink of imploding.

I whine, enraptured by the sheer amount of pleasure feeling all my body. I can't hold back any longer and double my efforts, ramming myself inside of him.

Suddenly he let out a long moan of pure bliss as his anal muscles clench even harder around me, coaxing more of my pre out and bringing me closer to my own orgasm. I'm on the edge of erupting like a fucking volcano.

I gasp, feeling a warm wet hitting my lower belly. I gasp, taken by surprise by this too hot contact. I twist myself to see what in the universe might be the cause of that delightful warmth. What I discover is much better than what I could imagine. His slit has given way to his cock tip that his now spewing a constant stream of his warm gooey seed directly on my scales.

I coo in pleasure, observing the thick semen splattering on my lower belly. This sensation is enough to trigger my own orgasm.

I climax so hard, my cock pulsating in his tight passage. I roar with all my strength, slamming my cock to the hilt one last time inside of him, pushing my member as deep as it can reach before unloading in one last moan of insane pleasure. The first gush of my creamy semen rush out of my tip, directly in his depth, coating his inside in a thick white blanket. I grip his shoulders tightly, holding myself up as my seed erupt out of my cock with an incredible intensity. It feels like a dam broke in my body, opening the way to an unstoppable flow of new emotions and heavenly feelings. I close my eyes and purrs as the blissful sensation invade my body, while my cock still spurts hard gushes of semen inside of him. Nothing better could happen to me right now. Suddenly my whole body quake with pain, all the pleasure vanishes in the rippling pain coursing through my body.

I let out a long howl of pain, tears forming in the corners of my eyes as something is trying to leave my body, widening my guts to fit its girth. I feel it going from my loins to my wider and wider cock, ravaging my insides in its path.

I cry out in pain, my maws wide open on a silent roar of suffering as the wide thing force itself further and further toward my cock. It makes my cock expend even more with its girth.

I gasp in relief when the thing pops out of my member with a gush of heated liquid.

I barely have time to recover that already another try to force itself out of me. I try to stay relatively calm as those wide objects slip out of my cock one by one, followed by gush of fluids. I loose count after the tenth but I still feel them coming out slowly, making my cock convulse harder. I finally let out a relieved sigh as the last one pops out in a geyser of liquid. I pant hard, feeling the warm liquid dripping from my expanded tip. Slowly; I lower my eyes, terrified by what I could find. The truth… is much more horrific than I could imagine. Torvald, even though he looks happy isn't really looking good: his tailhole, spread open again, dripping with cum and blood, his belly swelled to its limit, bulging with the amount of rounded things stuffing his belly, my semen churning in his bowels.

"What… hare I… done…?" I whisper.

My eyelids closes themselves as I fall upon him, exhausted, assaulted by fatigue, my painfully stiff muscle unable to hold many longer as a mighty roar echoes in the distance… or perhaps it's my imagination….

………

Meanwhile some discover pleasures, some others cry all the tears of their body.

………

Ares:

I still can't believe this. Barely a few hours ago I was… happy; enjoying myself with my newly found mate; discovering the many pleasures of sex with him and now I'm there; sitting in a corner, looking at the floor, holding a rubbery object in my hand, I don't know and don't care about what it is… it helps me keep up appearance. I've been crying for long hours, looking at the dead body lying in the center of the room. My eyes are painfully dry; I've cried all the tears of my body. I can only sob and whine silently every time my eyes fall upon the cold dead body claimed by death.

Tormis is standing next to his brother, eyes lowered to, crying all the tears he can, making muffed whines like I.

Several times I saw his lips move slightly… like he was saying something… like a prayer. When I tried to listen I only distinguished a few words in a foreign language I don't understand.

For all this time he kept a paw on his brother's chest, in a vain hope of feeling the slightest motion.

I don't know how many hours have gone by… maybe an entire century has passed… or maybe just a few minutes.

I just remember how it all went since the moment Skel was confirmed… dead. Damn… even saying this word make my heart ache painfully. I remember Alya holding Tormis tightly against her chest; more to keep him far from me than to comfort him. I still see how he lashed at her with all his strength, digging his claws through her scales, leaving bloody lines behind him. Ordan looked at it in silence and coldness, as stone faced and distant as always. He sigh and make me a sign to follow him. We leave the room in a deep silence that only mean one thing: I'm gonna get punished. When the door closes behind me I feel a freezing cold wind gust wrapping me in its icy embrace.

"You've made a big mess again Ares" he says; not bothering to look at me while he say that.

"I'm sorry…" I whine, not daring to look at him.

"You know… you may not live long if you keep killing all my slaves…" he hisses.

I can only bare my fangs and curl my claws inward, their tip piercing the softer scales of my paws. "Do you really think I wanted to kill him?" I shout; feeling powerless and guilty "I've spent all night with him… I've mated him… I wear his scent! I… I… I… loved him!" I cry, tears streaming down my cheeks "Do you really think I wanted him to die!?"

I can't hold it back anymore and just let everything out.

I cry, my head pressed against his long coat, soaking it in salty tear "I never wanted him to die"

He sighs, holding my snout in between his hands, wiping all the tears away.

"Tell me what happened…"

"Ares… he… he took over me and did something… I don't know what but it had… some kind of influence over Skel…. He… he became so… submissive… then… he lost it…"

"Yes it's what I felt to. He managed to snap the control from me for a short period of time… I think it messed up with Skel's brain… but how it managed to kill him… it's still a mystery even for me…" he whispers.

"Where did I go wrong?"" I cry. "I don't know little one… I don't know".

At this precise moment Alya gets out of the room, bloody cuts all over her body. "Are you ok?" "I'm fine… damn… this guy is a living danger…"" she grunts, looking at all the wounds all over her body.

"It's why I chose him" Reply Ordan slyly.

She huff loudly and look away. Surprisingly sorrow fills her eyes.

"It really shook him…" she whispers sadly; slowly turning her gaze in my direction "If you'd allow me this advice… stay far away from him if you wish to stay alive".

"It doesn't matter anymore…" I whine, burying my snout in the thick fabric of Ordan's coat, leaving a damp trail behind.

"Younglings… always crying for nothing nowadays" say Alya, shaking her head disapprovingly. Ordan stay still, not showing a single hint of reaction.

"Can you leave us alone Ares… we have to talk" He just say after a long, very long minute of silence.

I obey without any protestation and creak the door open. Inside everything is silent and… almost peaceful. The smell of freshly spilled blood still float in the thick spicy air, mixed to the potent musky scent of the two males that used to live in there.

I barely took a step forward that Ordan's hand grabs my left wing. "Wait…" he orders.

He enter before me; walking slowly, looking around in the pitch black room. Its calm… too calm…. S feel my insides tighten… I feel something is watching upon us from the deep, thick shadow around us.

I gulp nervously. Suddenly I realize what is wrong… Tormis has vanished… his brother's dead body still lay where he put it but he is anywhere in sight.

"Where is he… " I squeak, looking in all direction.

My eyes only meet darkness and two lightly glowing red spheres. Wait two red spheres… oh shit!

I try to scream but something jump at me from the shadow, hitting me right in the chest, forcing all the air of my lungs out, shoving me backward. I roll on the cold floor; ending up on my back, splayed and vulnerable; my belly exposed to the next strike. It leaves me no time to react and jump on me, pressing me in the ground, blocking my articulations. Something sharp and pointy grind against my neck as a warm breath washes over my face.

Deep growls invade my ears as heavy globes of saliva land on my scales.

But surprisingly he stops, his claw caressing my soft scales, his muscles tensing. "He… he is on me…" I squeak.

"I know" growl Ordan. "Damn… where are you? Can't see you in here?" "Can't you feel me?" I wonder, nervous.

"Nope… too much darkness…. Where did they put the light switch button?" "ehhh… near one of the bed if I remember right…" I mumble.

Two insanely long minutes later I hear a loud noise followed closely by a wave of swearing. "I guess that's a wall…" "No… a bed…"

I let out a short nervous laughter. "Hold on I think I found it…" the next second a bright orange light illuminate the room.

I discover, standing just above me, a dreadful face frozen on an enraged snarl, his claws just above my throat.

"Ah! There you are" hisses Ordan angrily. "Let go of him!" he order.

Tormis doesn't move for five endless seconds then obey willingly… not without a long whimpered growl.

Only once all his paws are firmly stuck to the ground do I finally dare to stand up.

"Don't even think about it…" growls Ordan when Tormis throws me a hatred and defiance filled gaze, "I need him alive so keep your claws at bay. I won't tolerate a single scratch to his scales or you'll have to pay the price of disobeying me. Is that all clear in your mind?"

Tormis take ages to answer, his lips trembling as a deep throaty growl escape his mouth. Finally he hisses "Crystal clear… master…".

"Great… now that it's done I'll leave you together. I think you have a lot of things to say to each other".

Tormis don't move at all. My eyes widen; I want to protest but words stay stuck in my throat.

"Oh and try not to rip each other's throat while I'm away".

The door shut behind him.

I stay paralyzed by fear, hearing Tormis growling and rumbling noises. The sound of his claws clicking on the ground sends shivers down my spine.

"He won't always be there to save your ass…" he spit angrily "and one day I'll make you pay for what you've done to my brother"

"What are you waiting for?" I ask. Before he can answer I grab one of his forepaw and place it on my throat, the sharper edge cutting the scales with ease, blood oozing prom the wound. "What are you waiting for… do it?" I cry, holding tightly to his paw, tear flooding my cheeks.

He doesn't move, staring at me with wide eyes.

He looks at the rivulets of blood pouring between his clawed toes. But he still doesn't make any attempt to hurt me, his claws only lightly caressing at the blood soaked scales.

In one swift move he pulls his claws away.

Silently he walks away, disturbed. Without a word he turns off the light. I gulp nervously when the room becomes dark again.

A hard contact on my side makes me jump in fear. "Stay far from me if you want to leave" growls Tormis.

It's how it all started. For hours… I suppose; I stay in my corner. Every time I tried to come closer he only growled, rumbled and barked at me. I never had any opportunity to come close enough to even "see" Skel.

So I stay there, silent, waiting patiently, holding this… thing like I was holding to dear life. However… what is this damn thing?

I finally give it a look. It's long and thick, made of a thick rubbery material, pointed at one end, wider at the other, covered of lines of what seems to be ridges.

I give it a squeeze, the firm texture of the material barely moves. It's one of their… "Toy".

How did I end up with this thing in hand? Maybe it was just there, laying in the mess around me.

I look at the long spear of rubbery material. I don't know why but it looks so familiar to me… like I had already seen it.

Suddenly I realize why: it's an exact copy of Skel's member. How did he manage to do it? It's so perfectly reproduced, like it had been molded from Skel's appendage.

Curious I take a quick sniff. The strong scent hit my nostrils in full force. I shiver in excitement. Tormis hasn't even noticed what I'm doing and, without any hesitation I give the dildo a lick.

The feeling of the hard and quite strange feeling of the rubber on my tongue feels kind of odd but only arouses me more. I close my eyes, cooing slowly in bliss as my tongue retreat in my mouth with the musky taste of skel's pheromone.

I tremble in utter pleasure. I can't move my eyes away from the black toy. Just holding it in my hand, giving it light squeezes turns me on. I purr in delight, panting lightly. Slowly, with a sensual motion I start to rub my paw on the fake cock, going from the pointed tip to the thick base, stroking it like a real cock. Well… even if it's quite exciting it lacks reactivity. It's not like a real cock that would throb, twitch, squirt pre on my scales… it's more… lifeless.

I look at the long and hard spire. Slowly my eyes drift to Tormis. He is still prostrated in the same position, looking over the cold and dead corps. How badly do I wish to join him and cry… not for any hope of forgiveness? No… just in pure sorrow and regrets.

My eyes again fall on the dildo I'm squeezing tightly between my claws. Maybe… no… it's not appropriate…. Or maybe… I could use it for what it has been made for: relieve some tension.

Without a single hint of hesitation or doubt I open my mouth and let the long spear slide on my tongue. In no time half of the dildo is buried in my mouth, my tongue sneaking between the lines of flared latex ridges, slathering the dry surface in saliva; making loud slurping sounds in the process. I'd love this thing to be a true cock; one that would spill mouthfuls of pre for me to swallow and gallons of tasty semen for my enjoyment. But anyway it does its job of arousing me quite well; my cock stands proudly between my hind legs, already dripping pre on the floor. Brutally I freeze, Tormis' tail just slammed hard on the ground, making a loud thump. "Can you stop doing all this no…" He roars, pretty pissed off. When he turn his snout in my direction his eyes widen, his jaws stay widely open on a sentence he'll never end. I imagine how the situation can look awkward for him: I'm there; splayed on the ground with half of a dildo protruding from my mouth. "What?" I ask the most casually of the world "Is there something wrong?"

"Where… where did you found that?" he mumbles.

"Don't know… it was in the mess around here".

He stays silent, staring at me without any shame. Finally with a discreet huff he turns around showing me his back. I go back to the saliva coated dildo stuffing my mouth and let it slide out with a pop. When the black rubber appear before my eyes, glistening with saliva I can't suppress a smile of satisfaction, seeing how well lubed it is.

I throw a quick glance at Tormis. Our eyes meet for a brief second before he looks away. Even in the thick darkness I know he is blushing.

I lower the latex dick and put it against my own, looking at it with envy. Of course it's smaller than mine but it still looks so gorgeous.

Slowly I start to grind it against my cock. The sensation of those hard ridges grinding against my flesh is so… amazing. My hips buck forward, my cock rubbing harder against the fake organ, squirting lines of clear pre across the rubbery surface.

After a delightful minute I pull it away and throw it a quick look. To the already thick layer of saliva now adds long streaks of aqueous pre seed.

Suddenly I lift my eyes; surprising Tormis as he look at me lustfully. When our eyes meet he gasp audibly then; like he did before hide himself. I smile amused by his behavior.

I wait a second then line up the wet tip and my awaiting pucker and forcefully shove it inside me.

My maws open on a silent moan of intense pleasure as half of the dildo sink in my ass. Its girth widens me much like Skel's cock used to do. I huff loudly as I force more of it inside me, my muscles clenching around the thick appendage, trying to milk it. Each line of ridges that pops inside me sends jolts of pleasure into my body.

I can't hold the needy moan that comes when the thicker base is finally lodged deep inside me.

"Can you stop moaning please!" roar a deep voice near my ears.

A long groan of pleasure is abruptly quiet by Tormis that managed to move silently toward me and is now standing on my right, growling in my ear. Well… growling… that's what I suppose through the loud hissing sound echoing in my head.

"What did you say?" I ask with a trembling voice, trying to calm the ragged beating of my heart.

"I said stop disturbing me with all the noise you make!" he shout, barring his fangs "How dare you give yourself pleasure when you just… just…" Once again he stop in the middle of his sentence. It takes me a long time but finally I dare to open my eyes and look at him. The position I find him is… quite surprising: he is frozen, maws gaping, panting, eyes glassy with need, staring at my throbbing erection, saliva dripping from the corner of his maw.

I stay silent, observing him in fear, waiting for him to move.

Slowly, with an extreme nervousness he raise his shaky paw toward my cock. I gasp when his claws close around my heated flesh, forcing a sharp squirt of precum out.

I shut my mouth, trying my hardest to not cry out my pleasure when his paw slowly slides along my shaft, slowly reaching down for my knot.

When he presses it hard I shudder, the pressure he applies makes me tense and erupt more precum harder, covering his scales in clear strand of fluids.

I let out a long growl of pure bliss as he presses harder.

I can't move my eyes away from him as he slowly lowers his open mouth. When his tongue dash across my tip I roar, my hips bucking upward in pure need, urging him to keep on going.

He don't have to be told it twice: his tongue wrap around my cock, guiding it into his mouth, my tip resting on his tongue as he gently suckle on my eager cock.

I moan in pleasure, feeling his hot breath on my flesh, the warmth of his maw all over my member. I try to reach him with a hand but… at the moment I caress his scales he moves out of reach; his tongue leaving my cock. He barely let me time to react and turn away, walking toward the other side of the room, his hard member dangling between his legs, leaving behind him a trail of fresh pre.

"Why…?" I finally whisper. He doesn't answer and lay down near his brother, in the light of a few candles he put near him a while ago.

I get up, groaning when I feel the large toy shifting inside me. Silently I walk to him. He doesn't even move when I lye by his side. "Why?" I repeat.

"Why what?" he growls.

I whine, feeling my painfully hard cock grind against the cold floor. I roll on my back, exposing myself shamelessly to him. "Why you didn't finish?"

He sighs, shaking his head in disbelief. "How can you want to be pleasured in this kind of moment…"; "Hey you were the one who tried to suck me!" I shout. "Anyway… it doesn't matter" he whispers.

We stay silent for a long time. Finally I am close to Skel but still incapable to look at him; too ashamed to do so. After a long; so long time of silence and doubt I take a deep breath. My eyes finally meet the sight of his dead body, his peaceful face, his relaxed muscles, his closed eyes. Slowly my eyes drift toward his hindquarter, taking quick glances at his gender.

Nervously I lower my gaze toward my own hind, one of my paw already tickling at the large rubber hilt plugging my ass.

"Why… why do you have a copy of your brother's appendage?"

I see him tense; his jaws clamping shut, his claws curling inward, digging through his own paws "You've noticed…" he mumble, ,ashamed.

"Dude… I saw and felt it quite a few times since last night… so yes I've noticed".

"Well… it's… a really long story…"

"Go ahead… we have all our time" I answer.

"Well… how to put that?" He grumbles under his breath, looking away "I've always been with my brother… since the first day of our life…. We were always together… sharing warmth during the coldest night of winter, hunting together, roamed around together, and done funny tricks and traps together. We trained, discovered, laughed, slept together all the time. We ran away together too…" "What does that mean?" "Don't cut me please".

"Ok… keep going please…", "Well… when the time came… we… discovered ourselves, touched the other's gender saw each other's cock and experimented together".

"What do you mean exactly?" He blushes hard. "We… touched each other's flesh, masturbated; tasted… stroked… suckled… came… in each other's mouth…" "Quite a lot of things indeed" He nods silently.

"Did it go any further?"

"No… not much… just… a few claws up our tailhole or… a tail… once or twice. We found each other's most pleasurable spots and well… pleasured ourselves…."

"That's quite an interesting story but… I don't see the link between that and the dildo in my hole…"

"I'm coming to it don't worry".

I wait patiently while he searches for his words. "I… I've always wanted him… since… since the day I saw his cock… fully hard… and dripping like a faucet. You have no idea of the effect it had on me: It made my tailhole clench in need… I wanted to feel it inside of me… to let him impale me on this hard spear of flesh… oh god… I was so eager. You don't imagine how many time I put one of our biggest… toy in my ass and wished it was him at the other side of this cock… hammering it inside me. I've craved for it for… I don't know how many years… I wanted him to deflower me… to be the one to take my virginity…. But… he always refused and… well… I… asked him to make a mold of his cock and… from that I asked a guy to reproduce his dick for me. It was our very first toy… Skel was so fond of it he asked the guy to make another like it…", "You know that sound really dirty to hear that Skel was enjoying his own cock…" "Yes I know." he mumble.

Another long minute of awkward silence follows, only filled by our lightly panting breathes.

"You know… I was… and I'm still really jealous because you were the one he chose and… and…"

He don't finish his sentence and just look away; tears building in his eyes. "Why…" he finally cries "Why have you done this to him? What has he done to you to deserve such a fate?" I look away, unable to cry or to answer.

After what seems an eternity I look at him, his two teary eyes fixated to mine. "I never wanted this to happen…" I let out pitifully "I… never… wanted this… to happen… I'm so… sorry…" I squeak miserably. I want to cry but my eyes are dry as a fucking desert.

I clench my fists and spit "We can cry as much as we want… it won't bring him back… what is done… is done…".

Those words are more painful to say than I first though and I just want to slap myself in the face a thousand time to erase those words of my damn head.

"Keep talking like that and I'll rip your vocal cords myself" he growl in a totally justified anger.

I look away. "I… I didn't mean that…" He just sighs. "I know…" he finally let out; like he was tired of all this.

Slowly I turn my gaze in his direction just to find him in the same stance as I: laying on his back, exposed and vulnerable, his cock jutting out between his hind legs in all its glory. Within seconds an idea forms itself in my mind.

"Are you so… angry against me because… I didn't suck you… this morning?"

His eyes widen brutally as he look at me with shock. "What! What in the universe make you think that?".

"Well… earlier… you told me that if I sucked you… you'd have… let me go…"

"Yes… yes I said that… but it wasn't'… you know… it was just to tease you a bit… you see?"

"Yes… I do" I whisper, disappointed.

"Well… it doesn't mean I wouldn't have enjoyed it… indeed I think you're quite good with this big muzzle of yours…".

We both blush in shame "do you mean you like me?"

We both blush, ashamed, our cheeks burning hot as we avoid to look at each other.

"Welk… it's… more complicated than that…" he whines, twisting his own paws "I mean… I really… like you… your… handsome… I guess… and… well… quite cute in fact…. How do I always manage to put myself in embarrassing situations…" He grumbles for himself.

"I don't know… maybe it's some kind of family blessing perhaps…"

He burst into laughter, his tail heretically swaying as he loudly laughs. "Go… go… go fuck yourself…" He finally manages to say after five intense minutes of uncontrollable crises of laughter. "Oh man! I haven't laughed like that in so damn long. It feels… it feels… relieving".

"I'm glad to hear that" I answer with a wide grin.

"And to answer your question… yes… I'm a bit angry because you refused me… a release… but… that's not the point you killed my god damn brother!" "You've already said that" I answer, yawning.

"Even if I don't mind a smalle one right now…" he grunts a bit too loud.

That's the go ahead I've been waiting for. Without waiting any longer I get on my paw and get myself into position. I feel his eyes following me, worried, as I walk around him. One of my paw lands on his tail, pinning it there as I come closer. For a long moment I observe his long and hard penis, throbbing and leaking large amount of precum. I open my mouth, ready to take his cock in my mouth. One of his paws struck me in the chest. "No…" he whispers "You don't want?"

"No… it's not that… of course I want it… but… I want something else…" He stutters. "Well… tell me what it is".

"There's… there's another dildo… much like the one in your ass… I'd love to have it" he whispers, need glinting in his eyes.

"Whatever… where is it?"

"It should be close to my bed".

I nod, grab a candle and walk with caution to the other side of the room.

It takes me a long time to find my way through his messed up things. I have to move piles of unknown things; empty entire boxes, almost make a shelf fall down to finally find my prize. "I've got it!" I shout happily. "And you've made quite a mess…" he grumbles.

"Yeah… I'll clean that up later…" I mutter looking at the tone of things I'll have to clean up.

I come back to him, holding the thick rubbery toy in my mouth.

"Perfect…! He whispers excitedly.

But; when I want to give him the toy he pushes it away. "Not now…" he mumbles with a wide devious grin "Don't you think you should… lube it up before?"

"Of course… where is the lube?" "We don't need it…" he answer "Why don't you use your mouth like you did before? I'd love to see what you can do with your tongue".

"As you wish…" I answer with a smile.

I take a long deep breath and look at the black dildo. I let my tongue slather at the thick rubber and finally put the tip on my tongue. Gently I start s1ckling and licking at the tip, making loud slurping sounds and making sure he can see and enjoy the show.

I pull out the thick cock of my maw; strands of saliva linking my lips and the false meaty member.

I don't have to look at him to know that he is glaring at me hungrily, his eyes blazing with desire but when I do what I see is far better than everything I could imagine: he is laying on his back, his gender fully exposed, glassy eyes of pure lust; his tail that I let go of teasing his pucker; the tip pushing inside his tight passage, one of his forepaw rapidly jerking his hard member, smearing his drizzling pre on all his length, his claw squeezing his tip as often as it can. I stay stunned by the sight of the throbbing flesh spear in front of me. "Enjoying yourself?" I finally ask with a lusty grin. "As much as you do" he replies, pointing at my quickly throbbing dick. "Stop masturbating or there'll be nothing left for me" I whine. "Don't worry, I have plenty in store for you…" he moan, giving his cock another hard downward stroke "You'll better keep on making this thing all nice and slick for me".

I shiver and get the thick dildo in my mouth again and suck greedily on the rubber flesh, pushing inch after inch in my muzzle, my eyes locked on the thick base. In no time the whole length is buried in my muzzle, the tip brushing against my throat entrance, coated in thick saliva. I gag when the triangular tip is accidently pushed in my throat. I almost spit the dildo out, coughing for breath. "A bit too deep maybe" Comment Tormis, still stroking himself, his claws circling around his parted slit. Damn… I felt like I couldn't breathe anymore…" I cough, gasping desperately for breath. "You never… deep throated?" "No… whatever it might mean." "I mean… you never took a cock in your throat…?" "No… not even myself."

"That's not important right now… at least it's perfectly lubed for me now…"

"Yes… it is…" I mumble. "So hurry the fuck up and put this damn thing in my ass already!"

"St will be my greatest pleasure" I answer; firmly grabbing the thick toy and without the slightest hint of hesitation I put the tip against his tailhole, the triangular tip forcing his pucker to open slightly.

"Ready?" I ask. He nods, giving me the go ahead. That was just what I waited. I forcefully push the dildo inside him in a sharp trust. He squeals as the girth of the member force his passage to widen brutally to accommodate the penis now filling his ass. In less than a second the whole thing is buried deep inside of him, his ass plugged by the thicker base as his muscles clench so hard around the rubber, making it wiggle in the small space still available, trying to pull some more in.

"Oh… perfect… it's… perfect…" he gasp, already panting hard. I smile, amused. "Get to work before I cum…" he mumbles. I take a few steps further until my snout is facing his throbbing cock spilling more and more precum. I let my tongue slip out of my maws and dab at his pre drenched penis, gathering some of this clear liquid before let it retreat into my maws. I taste his pressed, the musky aroma of the liquid sloshing into my mouth, the pheromones filled scent that now invaded my nostrils. I can't wait to have this thick meaty thing into my mouth. I open my mouth as wide as I can, let my tongue coil around his shaft, giving it a few gentle tugs and squeezes then lower my muzzle. My maws clamp shut near his slit, my lips kissing gently his hot flesh, my nostrils taking deep whiffs of his masculine scent.

I make sure that no teeth can damage his so precious life giver and get to work.

With almost all his member deep in my mouth I don't have a lot of space left to work, my tongue rubbing his flared ridges as I gently suck on his dick, swallowing the heavy globes of precum that fall on my tongue. I feel his rhythmic throbs quicken as his orgasm close in rapidly. His paws grab my horns and force me downward, my snout kissing his soaked slit as he gently hump my mouth, moaning in pure bliss. I don't struggle and just let him have his way with me. Finally… after just a few minutes he cries out his pleasure, burying all his throbbing length in my mouth as the first jet of cum hit the back of my mouth. I smile around the girth of his convulsing member, letting the thick creamy essence pool in my mouth and gush on the side and his own member, not even swallowing a single droplet of it. After several hard spurts of cum, he draws back, aiming his cock at my snout and let the rest of his load splatter on my scale. I close my eyes and enjoy the warmth of the seed coating my scales.

One minute later it all ends in a few weak spurts of cum here and there. I lick my lips, taking some of it on the way. "You taste good…" I whisper when I have swallowed it.

"Thanks…" he mumbles "Why you didn't swallow… earlier…?" he finally dares to ask.

"Because I know you still have plenty in stock for me… am I right?" I ask, one forepaw cupping his heavy nuts in their scaly sack. "Yes…" he groans, throwing his head back, panting harshly. Swiftly my tongue dabs at his half hard member, cleaning the white streaks of cum staining it. "Again…" he moans pleadingly.

But… at the moment my lips are going to close around the thick hardening appendage a much better idea make its way into my mind. I only give his member a quick lick then walk away, circling around him. "What are you doing?" he wonders. "Hold still…" I answer as I step above him.

I only stop when my snout faces his member and his snout my own dripping cock.

"Who said you should be the only one enjoying yourself?" I say with a low voice, a wide devious smirk stuck to my lips.

I observe him as he look at my glistening cock with huge needy eyes "so get sucking already".

I gasp when he take half of my member in his mouth. I didn't even saw it happen. He was there, staring at my penis and then, the second after he had it deeply lodged into his mouth. It all happened at a so incredible speed. I moan in delight as his tongue get to work, squeezing my tip before getting down along my length, rubbing my sensitive barbs, making me moan loudly.

I try to focus and finally manage to put his tip inside my maw and start to suck and slather it in even more saliva.

Slowly, inch after inch, both our cock sink in the other's wet and hot mouth. Surprisingly, the more of my flesh he pushes in, the awkward our position becomes. I have to curl my neck to keep his cock engulfed in the warm shelter of my maw. I finally remember that he doesn't have the same neck length I have… he even… lack it. But… even if our new stance feels a bit unnatural and lacks some comfort I don't complain; because I found myself something else to play with. My eyes fall on the large plug of the dildo protruding from his ass. I reach out and start to pull it out. He makes a muffed grunt as the ridged shaft pops out of his clenching hole.

When only the tip remains nestled inside him I start to wiggle it inside, grinding against his fleshy muscular walls while suckling and bobbing my head up and down his shaft. I have great troubles keeping up a steady rhythm between the bobbing my head up and down his shaft and working the dildo inside him. It's even worth with him pleasuring me so well, his tongue caressing the sweetest spot on my member, his eager suckling and bobbing mouth around my cock and his expert paw trusting the thick toy inside my own tailhole.

The humongous pleasure coursing through all my body is almost dizzying. Enraptured I start to violently hump his mouth, pushing my cock even further inside him, impaling myself on the dildo at the same time. I coo in bliss, taking his cock all the way down to his thicker base into my mouth, my snout buried in his slit, receiving sharp spurt of musky natural lubrication fluids directly on my scales.

I gasp, eyes shooting open as I feel my cock entering something tight and warm thq is massaging my dick. I stop what I was doing and curl my neck further to discover him with his maw shut around my penis, lips sealed tightly around my knot, a large bulge in his throat. Is that what it is? A deep throat? It feels so… incredibly awesome…. Maybe… maybe I could do the same.

I take a deep breath and try to push the dick in my mouth further, way past my gag reflexe. When the tip enters in my throat. I gag around the thick spire of flesh, it's girth widening my throat to fit inside. It feels really uncomfortable and so weird to have something lodged there but I keep it nestled here, letting his pre drizzle downs my throat. I'm almost at my peak, my pleasure rising beyond what I've felt before, reaching new heights of bliss. I hear a muffed moan behind me as his cock throbs harder and quicker in my throat, erupting a strong gush of cum right into my stomach. I close my eyes, letting his cum flow down my throat, enjoying his rhythmic throbs as he empties himself directly in my bowels.

The sensation of his seed filling my belly is enough to make me break loose. I slam myself one last time inside him, sinkiog deeply inside him, my knot sealing his mouth shut just before the first spurt of seed land into his stomach. I let go of his member, roaring my pleasure to the celling. I lightly hump his face, pumping spurt after spurt of fertile seed into his throat.

I make low purrs, cumming in his mouth feels so good, so… new so…. I lack words to describe how I feel. I look at his cock, still hard and begging for more attention. "Still eager arent you?" I whisper as much excited as tired of sucking his fleshy member.

The only answer I get are claws racking at my hide. At first I ignore it, more focused on his tight pucker still stretched by the large dildo than anything else.

But soon it become more than just gentle tickles at my hindquarter it becomes scratching and violent pushes, he start to squirm away from my grasp while throwing me hard kicks and claw strikes. "Damn what is wrong with you!" I roar, annoyed by those pesky attempt to escape. Why is he even acting like this? Have I done something that displeases him?

When I look behind me I can't hold a gasp of horror. My knot has inflated much more than I expected, making his cheeks bulge, feeling his mouth so much I don't think he can breathe anymore.

Panicked I try to pull myself out of him. After a few tugs and forceful motion that must be really painful for him my knot pops free with a wet plopping sound, followed by a long trail of saliva and cum.

He coughs hard, spitting out ropes of fresh seed on the floor.

"Are you… ok?" I mumble, still shocked.

"Last time… I take… a god damn… knot…" he coughs, trying desperately to breath and swallow some dearly needed air.

"I'm… so sorry… I never thought it could grow… bigger…"

"Dude… I couldn't breathe…" he pants.

"I'm… really sorry… I… I it felt too good".

"Don't apologize… shouldn't have played with fire…" he grunt "I know that's a really sensitive spot for you" "Yeah… it's… really sensitive" I mumble; looking at my retreating and softening cock while his own stay hard and dripping.

"I think I had enough cock for tonight" he grunts staring at his member too. "Do you want me to… make you cum… again?" "Well… I don't know… it start to be really painful to be hard all the time. I'd rather let it calm down on its own… but if you'd like to do something about it… I won't stop you."

I hesitate and look away.

"I don't know… it sounds really interesting… but I don't want to harm you more…"

"I'm fine, don't worry about me".

"In that case… I won't mind… a last taste…". "Do as you wish…"

Once again I change place and come back to my old stance, eyes still glued to his hard flesh. I barely have time to lick it a first time that a strange thing occur: the dildo stuffing my ass is slowly pulled out, inch by inch by a careful and knowing hand. I can't stop the wide grin that spray on my lips, followed by a loud moan. "Are you ok?" he asks, worried by my hazy eyes and lolling tongue.

"You little bastard…" I moan, giving his cock a quick nuzzle "You had an idea in mind didn't you?"

"What!" he shout, taken by surprise "What are you talking about?".

"Don't play stupid… I know you had this planned from the beginning."

"Have you lost your mind? I've done nothing." he stutter, completely lost.

"Really… so who is pulling your little… toy… out of my ass?" I purr, giving his cock another tantalizing lick.

"Dude… I promise you it's not me…" his tail tip brush against my slit "look… I can barely reach it with my tail".

Strangely, exactly when his tip touched my slit everything stopped.

"Stop lying to me" I whisper in his ear "I know it's you… who else could it be?"

"Are you insane? I swear by all gods above… and under… that it's not me!" he shouts, starting to panic.

At this precise moment the tip of the dildo leaves my tailhole, leaving me with a horrible feeling of emptiness. My muscles clench on nothingness. I moan in need. "Put it back…" I whimper "Put it back inside me…".

"What are you talking about?" he keeps repeating, slowly getting tired of all this "I told you I did nothing!"

Finally the thing slowly pushes against my pucker,, slipping inside my loosened tailhole with ease. "Oh yes… that's it… deeper…" I whine.

Through my blurry vision I see his puzzled face, his eyes glued to me. It's obvious he doesn't understand but I don't care at all and just close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of the large organ sliding deeper in my hole.

»Oh God… it's perfect… just like this…" "Dude… you are so weird…" he grunt.

"Shut up and keep pushing this thing in…" my sentence is cut short when the thing in my tailhole throbs, sending a spurt of warm liquid deep into my passage. The next second a heavy weight fall upon me, making me scramble on my paws to stay up as two paws grab my shoulders and hold them tightly, claws cutting my scales. Below me Tormis has literally stop breathing, mouth open on a silent cry, eyes glaring at me; or the thing just above me, watering with tears. "There is something on me?" I whisper, shivering in fear. "Yes…" he just answers.

"Do I know him?" "Oh of course you do?".

"Who… who is it?" I squeak, a cold sweat running down my spine "You're gonna find it on your own…" he reply maliciously.

I hear a steady breathing near my ear as moist gushes of air make my scales tingles.

"Did I miss you?" mutter the so known voice in my earhole. Just this sound, this gentle friendly voice purring so close to me makes me want to break out in tear. I tremble, muscles stiffened to not fall flat on the ground, a cry of pure joy stuck in my throat.

I'm so happy to hear this voice but yet terrified… and above all… worried.

How is it possible?

TO BE CONTINUED.

END NOTE: I know it should have been the last part of chapter 8 but it revealed to be much longer than I thought.