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"Are you mental?"

"What, are you scared? It's not like you're going to be in any danger, and if I'm near you I'm not going to be either!"

"You can't honestly think that's true! You know what a thunderstorm does to me, Syth! I don't know that my control's gonna be that good! And it's not like I can protect you from all danger, you don't know what's gonna happen!"

"That's half the fun of it, Indy! I don't know what's gonna happen, but I'm looking forward to trying it! Besides, I've always wanted to try golfing in a thunderstorm! Call it my weird desire if you want, but you're the only way I'm ever gonna get to try it without being electrocuted!"

Indigo groaned in frustration. Syth, his red-tailed hawk friend, had some semblance of a point, much as he didn't want to admit it. Just because it was true, though, didn't mean it was any better of an idea. "Okay, maybe, but what about me? You know I have...issues when I'm in a storm. I don't know what I'm gonna do to you, and you know you're not gonna be able to fly away!"

"Ah, I'm not worried! You're my friend, I trust you no matter what happens! Sure, I may come away from it a bit frazzled, but you won't really hurt me, I'm sure of it!"

"Ngh...I wish I could be that sure." Indigo was a storm dragon, naturally adept at harnessing the power of wind, thunder, and water, able to sense the weather and even manipulate it locally; as such, being struck by lightning in the middle of a thunderstorm would only energize him, and he'd be a much more powerful natural lightning rod than even the metal golf clubs they'd be holding. That didn't mean real safety, though; the energy from a storm tended to overload Indigo, leading to some wild behavior unless he let off a lot of steam, and getting struck directly by lightning and being out exposed in the elements only made it far worse. Being alone was safest, since it meant no one else around to suffer his attentions...

Then again, it wasn't the first time Syth would be playing with fate. He was definitely a daredevil, an electric sort of character who threw caution to the wind and took chances others wouldn't touch, even if it meant pain and suffering in the end. And it usually did; bruises, scrapes, and broken bones were familiar outcomes for him, the results of failed aerial tricks, mistimed jumps, and stunts that went well or poorly. Indigo was usually the one around to help pick him back up. He was a good friend - they'd known each other for years, and he was the one who'd started calling him Indigo when he couldn't pronounce the dragon's real name, Szzarthra. By this time, he was known by pretty much anyone non-family as Indigo, after the color of his body scales; privately, he had to admit he liked it better, it sounded more down-to-earth.

"C'mon, Indy! You're the one who said you wanted to be a little more daring like I am! And I mean, this is a low-risk kinda daring for you! It's more dangerous for me, and I'm the one trying to push you into it!" Syth grinned widely at him, egging him on. "It's just getting a few swings in on the course, when you know there's a thunderstorm coming! We don't even have to be formal about it or anything, just get out there and swing away off the nearest tee!"

The course was the one Indigo's family lived right next to. As in, literally bordering the sixth hole. He golfed there all the time for next to nothing, part of a deal the course had with the family in exchange for the risk of getting golf balls hitting their house, and Syth, being quite into the sport himself, took full advantage of this to go out with Indigo as often as possible. "You realize that even if I draw all the lightning, you're still going to be in the driving rain, right? I don't know what you're planning to wear that'll keep you from getting soaked."

"Oh, that's easy. Nothing at all."

The dragon did an instant double-take. "What?"

"Why would I wear clothes I know are gonna get messed up? Might as well just go without, I'm gonna get wet anyway so why bother? And it's not like anyone's gonna see me out there, except you, and we've been naked around each other often enough. Besides, I know you're not gonna be either, since they'd just get wrecked by lightning."

"Rgh...you're right, but that's...oh, who am I kidding, this whole thing isn't a good idea, being naked for it doesn't add that much. Are you really that set on this insanity?"

"You bet your scaly butt I am! I'll do it myself if I have to, but I think you'd prefer for me not to be in that much danger!"

Knowing Syth, Indigo was certain he'd follow through on that...that alone defeated most any objection he could come up with. Resignedly, he sighed. "I'll call you when the next big storm's on its way. Just...kinda don't tell anyone I'm doing this, and be ready for anything. I don't know how much restraint I'm gonna have."

"All right! This is gonna be awesome! And don't worry, you'll be fine! How bad could you get?"

---

This is gonna be really bad.

The dark, dangerous clouds occluded the sky overhead completely, and the occasional deep rumble made the inclement weather a certainty. Flashes of light rose within the clouds, signaling the strikes up in the stratosphere. A harsh breeze was kicking up, the gusts getting stronger every few minutes, making the trees sway more and more.

It was going to be a hell of a storm, there was no question about it. Indigo could already feel the energy in the air, his body practically tingling with it...and here he was, out with a bunch of old golf clubs, naked in the middle of the course. As exposed as he could possibly be to the elements, more than he ever had been intentionally, more than usually even by accident. Others might've been in a funk at the danger they were in...his fears were more about what kind of danger he would be.

And Syth was as completely unperturbed as he could be. "Whoo, that was a loud one! This is gonna be great! Were they really saying this was gonna be the biggest storm front of the year? That's gotta make you feel awesome!"

"Yeah...great..." Usually that was the case, storms like this were immensely pleasurable, a rush like few he'd ever experienced...but his nerves were kind of killing that now.

"Ah, come on, chin up! It's all good, it'll all be fine, you'll see!"

The two of them were standing on the tee of the sixth hole, not a soul in sight as far as the eye could see...probably a good thing since they were liable to get some looks at their lack of attire. Both of them had rather ratty golf bags with a few grungy clubs inside; they definitely owned better, but neither one wanted to risk causing the good ones any damage. Syth was holding them from teeing off until the rain started to come down, but his ball was set up and he was looking eager to take a swing.

Eventually, thick drops of water started pelting them, the drips heavy and cold against them. A rare feeling for Indigo, he rarely went outside when it was raining unless it was very light, so the harsher coldness was a striking difference. He couldn't deny that it felt good...the wind picking up was building up his energy even more now that the rain was coming down, his breaths coming hard now as he tried to keep an even keel. "Okay, it's raining, Syth, can we go now?"

"Hah, fine! I was gonna wait until it got a bit harder, but if you're so eager..." Syth flashed a grin at him, and then lined up behind the ball. He took his sweet time settling in and lining up his shot, letting the rain pick up more and make conditions even less ideal, and when he finally took his swing, it ended up with a rather severe slice that was made worse by the wind. It landed over in the trees, not nearly as far as Syth was capable of.

"Dang, that didn't go so well! Ah, well, not a bad idea to get some of those bad shots outta me!" He didn't sound bothered at all, which didn't surprise Indigo; he wasn't out here for a serious game, he was out for the experience of the thunderstorm, and so the result didn't actually matter. It didn't matter much to him, either, he just wanted to not lose control of himself...so he didn't spend much time lining things up, just making the mildest effort to aim and letting his body do the rest of the work. He didn't expect the sheer power he hit the ball with - swinging through, he made contact with an incredible force, blasting it higher and farther than he usually could. The wind carried it over in the same direction as Syth's, though it landed considerably past the hawk's.

Syth let out a whistle. "Nice! That was a hell of a stroke, you should golf in these conditions more often!"

"Let's not..." Indigo's jaw was clenched as he picked up his bag. That had been a good shot, all things considered, but he'd found it harder to maintain his control through his swing...the more he had to do that, the worse it would be.

The walk to their balls gave more time for the storm to really start to kick in. Thunder was coming louder, lightning bolts were flashing around them, and the wind and rain only gained in power, soaking them and blowing them around. By the time they reached Syth's ball in the trees, the storm was really in gear, and visibility was limited; the hawk couldn't even make out the flag on the green. Still, innate familiarity with the course was guidance enough, and his next shot put him in fair position.

Not so with Indigo; the energy beating through him was making control a real chore, and touch all but impossible. His shorter shot ended up going way overboard, the impact behind it far more than necessary...he couldn't stop it, though, once he started coming through it was like his muscles were intent on a rampage. The good drive hadn't helped out one bit...not that score was the big thing here, but the sooner they got done with the hole the sooner they could get out of the storm.

Or so he thought, anyway.

The storm made chipping incredibly difficult. Syth spent two shots trying to get on, the wind blowing him totally off-balance the first time and then dulling the movement of his second stroke. Even when he did get on, he was a long way from the hole. But still better than Indigo, who was totally out of sorts with his shots...his arms were shaking from overload, he wanted to overdo everything, and this resulted in several outright misses and one massive overchip before he finally managed to get on. The moment he did, he dashed over and picked up his ball outright, not even bothering with putting.

"I think that's a foul, bud," Syth called out through the storm, barely audible over the roar of thunder that came up just at the wrong time.

"Don't care!"

"Hah, fine, but I'm putting out!" And he did, though not well...the rain soaking the green slowed the ball badly, and his practiced familiarity ended up being a hindrance. After three putts, he picked up as well, though he was at least close to the hole. "Okay, good enough! Let's move on!"

"WHAT."

"C'mon, just one more hole! I promise, that'll be it!"

Indigo clenched his jaw tighter. "Fiiiine! But I swear, if you try to extend it further, I will smack you! And I am so fucking amped up that you'll go sailing four holes over!"

"Cross my heart!" Syth just grinned at him...how could he not be freaking out over this? Indigo couldn't figure it out, he was going nuts and he wasn't even in any danger. This was the thing that made him envy his friend, he much preferred his far safer life but he wished he could have the kind of fearlessness Syth had. Trailing behind the hawk, he wondered what he needed to do to gain a sense of that...being stupid risky probably wouldn't work, but maybe he could work his way up to it...

That was when the first lightning bolt hit him.

He let out a roaring scream that startled Syth more than the violent thunderclap, making him whip around, eyes wide on the dragon. Indigo was down on his hands and knees, heaving hard, eyes wide and wild, breathing hard in and out, clouds of ionized plasma rushing from his maw on every exhalation. If he'd felt energized before, now he was supercharged, his heart racing, body trembling with excessive power...radically more powerful than it had ever felt just inside his house. He didn't know if he could handle it...the temptation to unleash torrents of power was so strong, but he managed to cling to some control.

"You okay?"

"F...fine...I'm good..." Slowly Indigo stood up, shaking madly. "Let's just...get this done, okay?"

"Yeah, okay!" Syth took off, rushing fast to the next tee, quickly pursued by Indigo, who was kind of glad to have something to work off the energy. He even beat Syth there, getting set up a bit haphazardly and taking a wild swing within just a few seconds. He was way off, the ball flying off into the trees, but he didn't care...he had no swing control at this point, and doubted he'd even be able to take another swing.

Syth's swing was much more controlled, but the storm made the result pretty lousy anyway - it was fairly straight but didn't go very far at all. He still seemed a bit spooked by the sudden strike that Indigo had taken, looking over at him with some measure of concern on his face. Indigo didn't know why, unless he was starting to take his concern of lack of control seriously. A bit too late for that now...

They started walking to Syth's ball, but halfway there, Indigo took another hit. His nature made lightning a frequent visitor, enough that his home had powerful lightning rods to prevent the strikes from trying to force their way in. Out here, though, he was the powerful lightning rod, better than the trees or the clubs or anything else...he managed to avoid a roar this time, but the supercharge felt far worse than before, fraying on his nerves. And there was no respite this time, a second bolt hit just seconds later, blasting him with even more energy. That was the straw that broke the camel's back...he felt his control snap, the rush take him over. He rose up quickly, tearing the bag off of him and throwing it aside.

"Whoa! Indy!" Syth took a couple steps back, eyes wide as he could see the glow radiating off his friend now. He'd never seen Indigo like this but could guess what was going on...he discorded his own bag, getting ready for a sprint that he probably couldn't win, just in case. And as Indigo turned to him, he could see something in his eyes...and a bit lower, too. The storm dragon's thick cock was fully extruded from his slit, visibly throbbing and leaking precum, his knot looking huge. "Fuck..."

"Rrr...that sounds good..." It wasn't a surprise to Indigo, this was a fairly common storm reaction...even sitting inside out of the elements, he'd often have to jerk himself several times to work off some of the energy, it wasn't the only thing that could happen but it was certainly familiar. But this was quite different, he felt a visceral need to pound something, and there were other effects as well...he was sure he was significantly larger than normal, his length and girth bulked up by the excess in his body. He wanted it in something, and there was a pretty good target right in front of him...

Syth bolted, but he didn't stand a chance. Thunder-charged legs spurred the dragon into a pounce, tackling the hawk in moments, sending him hard to the ground. He didn't give Syth even a hint of a chance to protest or prepare, he just slammed himself in up to the knot immediately, letting out a screeching roar that resonated with a powerful thunderclap, whether it was natural or spurred on by Indigo's powers was anyone's guess.

What followed was a fucking unlike anything Syth could ever have envisioned. The dragon rutted him with a speed beyond what should have been physically possible, and a force that battered his body as hard as or even harder than most of the bad landings he'd made, except with far more frequency. His fingers clawed at the grass, unable to find good purchase with the slippery surface...but his caws were electric, painful as it was it felt incredible as well, spurring his own cock out of his slit to rub against the ground.

Had Indigo been in any control of himself, he might've been worried about what he might do to Syth; as it currently was, he saw the hawk as nothing more than a sleeve for his dick, and he made good and sure he used him that way. In and out of the tight hole, breaking him open and making it easier for him to fuck him, he cared nothing for how Syth was responding, he could've been in agony or ecstasy and he would have done the same thing. His claws dug into the bird's shoulders almost to the point of drawing blood, making sure he felt every bit of him.

And then it got even more intense for Syth. A bolt of lightning struck again, crashing into Indigo and building his energy up even more...the dragon took the brunt of the strike, but he sent some of the surge through Syth as well, making sure he got a hell of a charge out of it. It got a scream out of Syth, and an instant climax, his cock shooting hard, jerking balls emptying everything they had as they contracted from the electric pulse. And Indigo didn't let up, more jolts followed, giving him not even a moment's rest from him, ensuring his erection couldn't die down. All this while pummeling Syth harder, faster, beyond his own natural limit even...

Another shot, and he drove in hard, assaulting the bird's hole with his knot and forcing it in, getting another screech out of him, overshadowed by his own roar as he pulsed electrically-laced cum deep into him. Each shot zapped Syth further, deeper inside, making his eyes roll back in his head under the devastating blows...he felt himself orgasm again, but it was barely noticeable under the squall of sensations his body was already under, stretched out by a far too big cock and knot, jolted by attenuated thunder, pain from the force of the fucking and the claws digging in. And then there was the load being pumped into him, so much more than he expected...everything about Indigo was insane in this state.

He briefly thought it was over, but Indigo soon ripped that thought from him as hard as he ripped his full knot out of that hole, breaking him open yet again. Before Syth could do anything, he was being fucked with the same violent speed and force, all over again, with the electric jolts getting even stronger, attacking him inside and out and ramping up ten times as hard every time a bolt struck Indigo. Soon his own mind was fading into blankness, the haze claiming him as he felt himself go over again, knowing that this wasn't going to be ending any time soon...

---

When Syth came to, it was in Indigo's bed, with the dragon looking over him fretfully. He gave Indigo a weak grin, all he could manage in his utterly exhausted state. Weariness and pain had him all over, though he wasn't exactly surprised...not after what had happened. He didn't know how long Indigo had gone at him, but it couldn't have ended before the storm did, and given that it was the middle of the night when he woke up...

"Thank the gods! I'm so sorry, Syth, I couldn't...it was too much, I couldn't handle it-"

"Ah...hey, no harm done. Man...that was a hell of a thing...didn't know you had it in ya..."

"That's not how I am! I mean, not typically...rgh, I warned you about this, I didn't know if I could handle myself out there. So stupid, I could've fucking killed you..."

"You didn't, though. Guess there's something to the rumors after all, eh? Dragons really can fuck just about anything they want."

"I've heard the rumors...I don't really want to test them, though, especially not like that. That was...shit, I could've hurt you so badly, what if that stuff hadn't been true?" Indigo cupped his head in his hands, groaning in frustration. "Rgh, can't believe this...that is not how I wanted to fuck you..."

Syth chuckled at that. "Oh, so you had a way you wanted to fuck me, then, did you?"

Indigo's eyes widened. "Shit...did I...say that out loud?"

"Heh, don't fret over it, I kinda figured you had a thing for me. Caught'cha looking every now and then, though you were really good at being secretive about it. You don't have to worry, though, the feeling's mutual."

That was welcoming news, at least, though Indigo didn't feel much better. "Yeah, but look what I did to you...that's not how I would've wanted to introduce you to sex with a dragon."

"I figured as much. That's why I wanted to bring it out of you."

"...you...what? You...you got me out there...so that I'd...I'd...go nuts on you like that?"

Syth let out a slightly strained laugh. "What...you thought I really wanted to go out there to GOLF? You kidding? Golfing in the rain sucks balls. It was all about getting you out there and getting to get the full dragon experience from you. I'm surprised you didn't pick up on it!"

The disbelief struck Indigo nearly dumb. How could he not have suspected that? Syth had hinted a few times at wanting to see the stormy him...the golf should have struck him as a flimsy excuse. "I...but...that...you weren't...scared?"

"Of getting nailed by you at your craziest? Dude, that was the BEST thrill ride ever! I don't care if I feel like I won't be walking right for weeks, I'm totally gonna get that out of you again! Though, maybe we'll take it easier a few times before then...I mean, that's probably gonna be pretty awesome anyway, right?"

Indigo sighed, but he couldn't help but feel kind of giddy; he hadn't known that Syth had been interested in him that way, and finding that out, well, it felt pretty good. Still... "You're absolutely insane, you know that?"

"And I will be 'til the day I die. But that's not gonna be from dragon sex, so be ready for more wild rides. I know I will be..."