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With everything squared away with Christopher, we walked out of the office. Dresnath gave me a quick tutoring session of questioning witnesses, which felt weird to me for some reason. He made me do a few practice rounds of asking him questions. I didn't know why, but I was kinda nervous and kept stuttering. I was surprised by just how kind and patient he was about my ineptitude. He helped me calm myself with some deep breaths and a warm smile.

We agreed that I'd simply watch and take notes this time so I could see how it's done. Dresnath handed me some scratch parchment and a graphite stick to write with. We headed inside the mine which was lighted with stones commonly referred to as Deneb's Tears or Glowstones. They emit a dim, yet far-reaching light that's perfect for lighting up dark places enough for most people to see in, even those who don't have natural night vision.

We talked to each of the workers separately. Dresnath was very convincing at not letting on that they were under suspicion. Had I not know, I wouldn't have had a clue. Dresnath seemed to have a list of standard questions memorized that he asked everyone. Some were aware of the thefts, while others were in the dark, but none of them seemed to get nervous or anxious when it was brought up.

I was surprised when Dresnath took the parchment from me after finishing another round of questions with the seventh employee. When I asked him what he was doing, he just gave me a smirk and replied with a simple, “Your turn." He then pushed me towards the next person, a very large and intimidating (although, admittedly attractive) rhino, who looked like he didn't really need a pick to mine through the rock.

As I expected, my stutter returned as I started asking the questions that I remembered Dresnath asked. They seemed pretty innocent, and I was sure to assure him that it was just our standard procedure to question everyone. I asked him about what a day of his job entails, which was incredibly similar to everyone else's. When he mentioned that he was the one who deals with loading the iron into the wagon for clients, mostly the smith, my ears perked a bit.

“Oh," I replied as he finished. “Mind telling me what you think of the smith?" I was a bit surprised that my stutter vanished, but I was certainly not going to complain about it.

“Sly?" Kral, the rhino, asked. “Great guy, great customer. He actually usually helps load the iron into his wagon, which I always appreciate. Makes the work go faster." He sighed. “Shame that he's been having his new apprentice make the pick-ups lately. She's nice enough and a pretty thing, but doesn't help. Not that it's her job, I guess. S'pose I just got used to having a bit of help on that big order."

I could hear Dresnath jotting down notes behind me. “This apprentice," I pressed, “could I have her name and description?"

“Yeah, sure," he replied. “I'm pretty sure she goes by Fen, and she's the kind of fox with tan fur and big ears. Young and slim and doesn't look like the kind of woman you'd expect to be working a forge."

“And do you remember when she first replaced Sly on the iron pick-ups?" I continued, a smile forming on my face. I couldn't help but feel a bit giddy as I found information that Dresnath hadn't been able to.

“Yeah, about a month ago," he answered.

“And when did the orders start becoming smaller?"

“I think it was about two or three weeks ago. Hard to tell exactly since he orders a different amount each time. Pretty sure that's when it started getting less, though."

“Thank you very much for you time, sir," I said to conclude the interview. “You've been most helpful."

Kral chuckled a bit, “Happy to help. And don't worry, I'm sure you'll get much better at this part of the job in time, kid." A cheeky smirk crossed his face as I blushed. It shouldn't have come as a surprise to me that it was obvious I was new at this, but it still was embarrassing being called out.

I gave him another “thank you" before heading off to find the next person. Even with the embarrassing ending, I was proud of how that went. I still had to ask Dresnath, though, “How'd I do?"

He gave me a simple smile and replied, “How do you think you did?"

That was definitely not how I was hoping he'd answer me. “I dunno," I answered. “I mean, I was stuttering and nervous at the beginning, but I did stop. He seemed to trust me which might've helped with how forthcoming he was. So, I think all in all I did pretty well."

“That's not a bad assessment of yourself," he replied. “I agree, you did very well for your first time. You gathered important information and ended on a good note." I couldn't help but feel a bit of pride welling inside my chest. It felt great to have an evaluation sound so nice. “I think it helped that he liked what he saw."

A heavy blush spread across my cheeks. “W-wait, what?"

“What?" Dresnath asked with a teasing tone. “You didn't notice the way he was checking you out?" I shook my head honestly. “That's adorable. He totally wanted a piece of that rudder tail of yours. Can't say I blame him. Hard to resist." His hand rubbed at my head a bit, deepening my blush and getting a squeak out of me. “So damn adorable."

I couldn't stop the smile spreading across my face. Not only was he giving me some much-appreciated pettings, which I loved, but he was also giving me such kind compliments. My brother had always made comments like that about how my mannerisms were cute or adorable, and it was nice to know that it wasn't just him being kind.

Dresnath let me interview the final two workers as well, but their information was no different from what any of the others had given us. With the miners all interviewed, we backtracked through the dimly lit cave and back into the open. We must've taken longer than I thought down there because when we were finally out, we were greeted to the sight of a setting sun. The sky was alight with beautiful shades of reds and oranges as the sun dipped below the horizon.

I must've been obvious with my admiration for the daily occurrence because I felt a scaled elbow playfully jab my ribs. “Enjoying the view?" the mostly-green-scaled dragon asked me.

I nodded. “Yeah," I admitted, “I've always loved watching the sunset. Although, it's much better when it's over the ocean."

Dresnath placed his arm around me again and starting walking with me back towards the city proper, towards the sunset. “Yeah?" he asked with genuine curiosity. It wasn't just him being polite; he truly wanted to know. “Why's that?"

I couldn't help but smile as I remembered some of the prettier sunsets back home. “It's the water," I answered. “The way the colors shimmer along the water's surface, all distorted and altered adds to the experience in a way that just can't be matched by a normal sunset."

“Huh," was his response as he digested my words. “I can see how that might affect it. I've never watched the sunset from a beach before." He paused and pulled me a bit closer, even though we were now getting into the more public areas. He definitely had no qualms with letting others know about our relationship… whatever that might be. “Perhaps next time we're near the coast, we should make a point to watch it together."

I couldn't help but blush under my fur. The thought of spending such a romantic moment with the attractive dragon made me tingle. “I-I'd like that," I stuttered slightly as I spoke. With his arm around me, I felt safe from any outside threat. I leaned against him a bit as I nuzzled his side. I could hear and feel his heartbeat as my cheek rested against him. A steady drum that seemed to get a bit faster the more I nuzzled. Of course, mine was doing the exact same. I could even feel my sheath tingling from the closeness.

Then there was his scent. Gods, was his scent strong and pleasant. My nose yearned for more, but I knew better than to simply start sniffing at him in the middle of such a crowded area, despite how much I wanted to. The temptation was certainly strong, though.

As we were heading back, we passed by the bookstore that Darryl had mentioned before. “Mind if we stop in here for a bit?" I asked Dresnath. “I wanna see if they have any book on illusion magic."

“Sure," Dresnath replied. “You brought money?" I replied in the affirmative as I walked inside. The store, while not large, had plenty of books stacked on carefully organized bookshelves. There were a couple of other customers browsing the shelves, so I made my way over to the counter, which was being tended to by a slim robin in comfortable clothes.

He gave me a smile as I walked over. “How can I help you today?" he asked. I noticed a nameplate with the name “Red" on it, so I assumed that was his name as no one else seemed to be working the store.

“Hello," I replied politely, “I was wondering if you had any books for illusion mages."

The robin hummed to himself as he scratched his neck. “Let's see," he muttered, “I believe that we have a few. Most of the tomes we carry are about beginner spells for pyromancy or healing magic, but there might be one or two. If we do, they'd be along the left wall further towards the back."

I was about to turn and go find the books, but I stopped and pulled out the paper that had my drawing of the tattoo on it. “This is probably a long shot," I muttered, “but do you have any idea what this symbol means?"

Red examined the well-drawn recreation of the tattoo. “Well," the man replied, “it sorta looks like some kind of altered form of the ouroboros symbol. I've never seen it like this before, though."

“I see," I said, my tail lowering just a bit.

“I suppose that wasn't the answer you were hoping for," Red continued. “Is there any reason you need to know about that particular version of it?" He seemed to be slightly distracted as he looked under the counter for something.

“Looking for someone who has this one marked on him," I answered truthfully.

“I can tell you that no one I've ever met has had a tattoo like that," he said, “I would've remembered something as unique as that. I've got a bit of a passion for symbolism in art like that." He pulled up a small book and placed it on the counter. The title simply read “Iconography." He then continued, “This little book has a whole lot of information about artistic symbolism and what they represent. I dunno whether you're just trying to find the person if you'd want to know more about the meaning behind the tattoo, but this should help with the latter."

I took the book and flipped through it a bit. I didn't read much of it, but based on the images and the little I did read, it could definitely come in handy. “Tell you what," Red said, “these books aren't selling anyways, so as long as you buy something else, I'll sell this to you at cost."

“Really?" I asked surprised. “Thank you, Red."

“Sure thing," the robin replied with a kind smile. He paused and looked around. “How about I help you find those illusion tomes, too." Before I could decline and say that I should be fine, he stepped out from behind the counter and started walking me towards the section he mentioned before, his feathery hand on my back to show me the way.

I may not have noticed when the crocodile had been flirting with me, but I'd be damned if that wasn't a come-on. He wasn't helping anyone else out this much, and the way his hand was gripping me, the way his eyes looked me over, it was pretty obvious he was angling for more than just a sale. I suddenly felt incredibly nervous and self-conscious. I had never been in this sort of situation before and I had absolutely no clue about what to do. I could feel my face and ears getting hot under my fur as the bird prattled on about the organization of the magical tomes, to which I was only half-listening.

I looked behind me to see Dresnath standing there with a smirk. I shot him a look that screamed, “What do I do?" The only response was a playful eye-ridge wiggle that told me to have fun. Not what I was hoping for.

Red continued on with his explanation of the disproportionate amount of pyromancy tomes compared to the other schools of magic, “Most people are just using them to save themselves from the trouble of lighting their candles and fireplaces with flint or to save themselves from buying matches. There are very few learned mages in this town, and most of those who do know a bit more advanced are the pyromancers who like to do spells for tricks. I think a couple of them are in the guard though, so they're actually putting it to good use."

It sounded as if he was just babbling on. I wondered if it was a nervous tic that he just couldn't help. I was both flattered and embarrassed at that thought. It didn't take more than a minute to find the illusion section, although using the term “section" was stretching it. It was more of just a tiny intermediating place between the pyromancy and healing tomes. There were only three tomes total. Red apologized for the tiny selection, but I assured him that it was fine and that I was just gonna check them out a bit to make sure that they're what I'm looking for before I head up.

A call from the front asking for someone to allow him to purchase the books he selected took the avian away from me. He left with a quick apology about needing to deal with the customer and that he'll be up front when I'm ready to purchase. I couldn't resist the temptation to watch him walk away. I was sure he had checked me out, so it was only fair, right?

He was slim with a thin waist. His tail feathers, which were raised much higher than what they would likely be resting at, were black and white and very clean. It was clear he took pride in his appearance. His paws, well, talons actually, were a bright yellow and clacked on the floor with each step. He wore no shoes, which didn't surprise me. Those talons didn't look like they'd be comfortable in normal shoes. His wings were tucked very neatly over the back of his shirt and were perfectly preened. He was actually really cute, and I could feel my sheath stirring as naughty thoughts started playing in my head.

When a clawed hand was placed upon my shoulder, I nearly jumped out of my fur. I turned to see Dresnath giving me the most teasing grin I'd seen on him yet. “See something you like?" he asked, the teasing tone was so thick it was practically solid. My cheeks burned hotly with the humiliation of being caught fantasizing about the bird while by the man I was having sex with. “You're not so blind that you didn't see he was hitting on you, too, right?"

“I-I noticed," I muttered quietly. I opened up the first tome and began scanning through the content to ensure its worth.

After a few seconds, Dresnath pressed, “Aaaand?"

“And what?" I asked, still flipping through the pages.

“'And what?'" he repeated. “You gonna go for it?"

I was a bit surprised; I didn't understand why he would ask such an obvious question. “Of course not," I answered.

“Why not?" Dresnath sounded genuinely surprised. “He's cute enough. I kinda like mine with a bit more muscle, but I understand that birds a bit leaner than others."

“I'm just not the kind of person to just sleep around with random people," I said, starting to feel uncomfortable with how persistent he was being.

“It's not random, though," Dresnath said, unperturbed about my response. “It's with a new acquaintance who has been most helpful and kind to you." I tried to tune him out to focus on my quality check of the books. “Well, if you don't wanna, maybe I will."

That stunned me. I didn't know why, but it did. It wasn't as if he had said we would be exclusive. Hell, I didn't even know exactly what kind of relationship this was. All I knew was that I didn't expect Dresnath to say that. I didn't let it show. “Go ahead, if you want," I replied in a calm, even tone.

“I think I will," Dresnath said, walking up to the robin, now done with the other customer. I couldn't hear the conversation, but based on the blush of the bird, it was clear that Dresnath was asking him out. I couldn't focus the book in front of me as I watched the two of them. I was oddly glad to see the shake of the head by Red as he turned down the offer. It was probably a selfish thing to be glad that Red didn't agree, but it was how I felt.

Dresnath didn't seem to mind much as he just said a few more things before heading out. I quickly walked back up to the counter and placed the books on the counter. “All three of them," I said politely, “and that other book you showed me, please."

“Sure thing," Red chirped cheerily. He looked over the different books to find the price tags he'd placed on them before adding them up. “Let's see, for the four books, it'll be an even gold."

I wished that I had seen the price tags because I must've made a face that said that it was much more than I thought it would be. He had the smallest of frowns on his face, but it vanished after just an instant. “Would you like for me to hold the books for you until you have the money to boy them?" he offered.

I shook my head and began pulling out ten of the silver coins from my pocket. “No, no," I said, “I guess I just didn't expect them to cost so much." I handed over the coins to which the robin happily accepted, his fingers brushing across mine in a subtle manner that didn't go unnoticed.

“Yeah," he agreed, “the wizards who write them charge a fair bit more due to all the research and time spent on the tomes, so I have to match the prices accordingly. Those are actually some of the cheaper ones since they don't sell as well."

“I see," I replied politely.

He stacked the books and smiled at me. “So, you gonna be staying here for awhile?" he asked with a leading voice.

“Probably just until we finish the job we took," I replied honestly.

“We?"

“Yeah," I said, “the dragon who was just in here is with me. We're looking for the iron thief that's been stealing from Christopher." I grabbed the books and held them close to me. “Thank you so much for you help with the books. I should probably go catch up with my partner, though. May Komasu bless your business."

“And may Speki give you the wisdom to learn your magic school quickly," Red replied. “Feel free to come back anytime, even if it's just to chat about the symbol again."

“I'll be sure to keep that in mind," I said as I started to head out. I spotted Dresnath waiting across the street, leaning against a stone wall. I walked over to him with my books.

“Get his address?" Dresnath asked in a teasing tone. He started walking back in the direction of the inn, so I followed.

“No," I replied simply.

“What's that smaller book?" he asked curiously. “It doesn't look like an illusion tome."

“No," I said again, “it's a book about iconography. Red suggested it after I asked him about the symbol. He said it might help me understand what it could represent."

“Well, wasn't that sweet of him," Dresnath replied with a tone that sounded half-teasing and half-appreciative. I gave a quiet “mhm" as I continued to walk beside him. It didn't take much time at all to arrive back at Ferret's Folly and go back inside.

I was immediately greeted with delicious scents. I looked over at the dining area where a bunch of the patrons were eating delicious-looking food that smelled even better than it looked. I had to swallow quickly as saliva filled my mouth. Dresnath chuckled and wiped a bit of drool from the corner of my cheek, “You look hungry."

I blushed lightly and nodded. “Smells really good in here," I said. I started walking over to the dining area with Dresnath following me, very likely a smirk plastered on his muzzle. I spotted an older ferret woman behind the bar serving a muscly wolf some beer. After she finished pouring his drink, I said, “Excuse me?"

The ferret gave a warm smile and greeted me, “Heya, doll. My name's Rose; what can I get for ya?" She radiated warmth and kindness that reminded me of my own mother.

“I'm Erebus," I introduced myself politely. “Is there a menu I can look over?"

“One for me, too," Dresnath chimed in.

She handed us each a menu with a smile, “Go ahead and take a seat and get comfortable. I'll come by in a few minutes after you've had a chance to find something to sate those appetites."

We gave her our thanks and head over to an intimate table in the corner of the room. The chairs weren't the most comfortable, but it wasn't anything I wasn't used to. We sat quietly with our menus up and reading them for about a minute with Dresnath taking not-so-subtle glances at me over the menu before I asked, “What?"

“Just wondering why you aren't interested in casual sex," he replied nonchalantly.

“Be-because!" I spluttered in surprise.

“'Because' isn't an answer," Dresnath retorted. When I didn't respond right away, he continued, “I'm not trying to put you on the spot or anything, I'm just curious is all. It seems like a waste of perfectly good fun, and I wanna know what reason is good enough to ignore the urges."

I couldn't help the heated blush that crossed my cheeks. I must've blushed more in the week I've known Dresnath than I had in my entire life at this point. “I just," I faltered for a moment, almost losing the nerve to continue, “I only sleep with people I really care for."

A sly smirk crossed his face, and I knew exactly what was coming next. “So you really care for me, do ya?" the big dragon teased. The blush brightened enough to be very visible even under my fur. “Well, aren't you the sweetest, little otter." A small whine escaped my throat.

Before I knew it, Dresnath's chair was beside me and he had his arm around me. “I think that's a really sweet idea, Erebus," he said. “I think I see where you're coming from, too. You're worried that by having sex with people who aren't as important, it'll sully the act and make it less meaningful, right?"

I looked over at him with a surprised expression. “How did you know?"

“I've got a bit of experience with that sort of thing," he replied smoothly as he rubbed at my arm while holding me to him. “You're right that sex with people you truly care about is a very special thing, but sharing it with people who aren't as important to you won't ruin it for the others. In fact, I've actually found that it makes it even more special. You can't fully appreciate the connection you have with someone until you try having sex with someone else. I'm not saying that you have to or should fuck the bird, but you shouldn't stop yourself because you don't know him as well as you know me. We're gonna be traveling a lot now, so you won't be able to make the same connections you were able to back when you lived in your old home."

I was silent for a moment as I digested Dresnath's claim. I was skeptical about the whole thing, but I didn't see any reason why else he'd go through the trouble of the speech other than that he actually believed it and wanted me to have fun with others. “I'll have to give that some thought," I muttered my response, still unsure of the whole situation.

“That's all I'm asking," he replied with a grin.

“So, what can I get you two?" I hadn't even noticed that Rose had come over. I blushed lightly, hoping that she hadn't heard our conversation.

I was about to say that I'd need another minute since I hadn't had much time to peruse the menu, but Dresnath spoke up first. “I'll have a steak done rare, and if you could make it extra spicy, that'd be great. To drink, I'll have a glass of red wine. My companion would like the salmon and a side of diced fruit, extra oranges if possible. He'll have a fruit punch to drink."

My blush returned with a fury as Dresnath ordered for me. It was such an odd experience, and it made me feel both embarrassed and special. The order sounded delicious as well, so I had absolutely no problem with it. Rose gave a nod and told us that it'd be out in about ten minutes before she went back to the kitchen.

Dresnath grinned as he looked at my face. “You really liked that, didn't you?" he asked. I nodded with a small smile. “I thought you might. You seemed like the kind of guy who'd enjoy being ordered for, having someone else take the reigns."

“Yeah," I mused, “I suppose that does sound nice." I had always been a bit more passive, so this wasn't something entirely new to me, but I had never thought much about it until he said that.

“I'm glad to hear that," Dresnath practically purred as he began to pet my head, much to my delight. “Do you trust me?"

“Of course I trust you," I said with a chuckle.

“How about we have a bit of fun, then," Dresnath said, a playful growl added to his request.

I was a bit confused. “We just ordered dinner," I reasoned. “We can't just leave right after ordering, it would be rude."

“You know," Dresnath said in a leading tone, “you're absolutely right." He paused in a way that made me highly suspicious. “I suppose we'll just have to do it right here, then."

A squeak of surprise shot out of me. “Wh-what?" I sputtered. I must've misheard him.

“C'mon, it'll be fun," Dresnath murred, starting to rub his groin. “You just slip under the table and suck me off." I looked around nervously at the other people. None of them were paying any attention. “We're in the corner where it's dark with barely anyone facing us and no one is gonna be trying to disturb us for another ten or so minutes. Plenty of time for a quickie."

“But what if we're caught?" I asked nervously. I had never done anything so risky as having sex with so many other people around.

He leaned closer and gave my ear a playful nip before sensually whispering, “That's part of the fun, isn't it? The idea that at any second someone could bare witness to such an intimate and naughty act. Doesn't that excite you?" His long, draconic tongue slipped out and slid across my neck in a heated, carnal lick.

I couldn't deny that the idea was tempting. I was certainly sorely tempted to give it a try, but looking around at all the potential witnesses, I just couldn't. Dresnath seemed to notice my hesitation. He placed a hand on my back and rubbed me a bit. “Go ahead and tell me what you're feeling," he urged.

“You're right," I admitted, “it does excite me. It also terrifies me to think that we might get in trouble for doing that sort of thing in a public place like this. I'm sorry, but I don't think that I can."

Dresnath's smile didn't fade for an instance. He kissed my cheek and rubbed my arm. “That's perfectly alright," Dresnath said his spirits not dampened in the least. “I'm not gonna force you to do anything you're not comfortable with. Sounds like you might want to in the future, though?"

I smiled and nodded, giving his chest a playful nuzzle. “Yeah, it does sound rather tempting," I admitted. “I just can't do it. I'm sorry."

“There's nothing to be sorry about," the dragon assured, “it's good to establish boundaries with what you will and won't do. So until you're ready, I won't try to make you." He nuzzles me a bit and slipped a hand under my shirt to rub at my chest. “I make no promises about teasing, though."

I couldn't help but murr softly as his scaly fingers brushed across one of my nipples. I nuzzled back against him and purred, “You wouldn't be you if you didn't."

“I'm glad you understand that," Dresnath purred in my ear, giving it a gentle nip. I couldn't help but blush lightly at the intimate actions he was giving me in plain view of everyone. Considering how he was fine with getting blown, I wasn't surprised he didn't care what people saw him doing, but it was still sweet. “But I was right that you do enjoy being the submissive in the relationship, yes?"

“Actually," I said a bit quietly, “I'm kind of like to switch between being the top and the bottom."

Dresnath grinned, “Is that so?" I felt his hand rub at my thigh, very close to my sheath. “You know, there is a difference between being a top and being a dom, right?" I was confused at his statement, and he seemed to understand that I wasn't sure what he meant by that. “For example, I've met several men who are incredibly dominant, but still like to take it under their tails. They still are in control of the situation and the relationship, but they still are technically being the bottom. They just find submissive guys who still like to top and take control and have their way with them." I nodded, a deep blush on my face as naughty images raced through my mind. Images of the strong dragon over me, riding my dick with a look of lust and pleasure on his face while he used me like a dildo. “So, allow me to ask again: are you a dom, sub, or switch?"

Meekly, I replied, “I'm a sub. I kinda wanna be a switch sometime, but I don't think I could do it as well as you can." I looked down in embarrassment as I admitted that to him.

I felt his clawed thumb and finger grip my chin and forced me to look him in the eyes. “You honesty is very much appreciated," he said. “And if you truly do want to try to dominate in the future, I'll happily give you that chance. Fow now, observe, memorize, and learn from how I act. You'll figure it out in time."

I couldn't help but stare into his deep blue eyes. They were calm, collected, and showed a true sense of desire to help me become my best self. I couldn't understand why he was so invested in me, but I didn't question it. I leaned forward and pressed my muzzle to his. He was only mildly surprised by my sudden action, but quickly took control, placing his hand on the back of my head in a firm, yet caring manner as his tongue slipped from his lips and licked at mine to ask for entrance that I immediately granted. He explored my maw with fervor and excitement, tasting at my tongue, my cheeks, and teasing my throat with the surprising length of his tongue.

I got lost in the kiss, melting into the passionate embrace he provided me. I don't know how long it lasted, but by the time he broke it off, my pants felt uncomfortably tight while my belly felt like it was floating with butterflies. I wanted more, but I noticed the ferret was starting to approach us with our meals. My blush returned at the thought of her having to wait until our make-out session had ended to come over out of courtesy. I could see a smirk on her face, so I got a feeling my suspicion was right.

She placed our meals down and spoke in a kind voice, “If there's anything else you two need, don't hesitate to ask. I'll be back later to see if you feel like dessert, but if you need anything before that, just hollar."

Dresnath nodded and thanked her which I parroted meekly before she left to tend to other patrons. My mouth watered as the scent of cooked fish graced my nose. The meat was perfectly pink and the three strips of salmon were calling to me. The temptation was too great. It had been a long day, and my will to eat properly was no match against my empty belly. I stabbed my fork into one of the slabs of salmon and shoved the third of my entree into my muzzle without a hint of remorse for my uncouth action. I let out a pleasured moan as the subtle flavor floods my tongue. With how stuffed full my maw was, I had a bit of trouble chewing it thoroughly, but it was so worth it. After I swallowed down my delectable fishy, I noticed Dresnath smirking as he watched me, not even having touched his steak yet.

I blushed as I realized how ridiculous I probably looked, scarfing down my food like that. Dresnath let out a soft chuckle before asking with a knowing tone, “Enjoying your meal?" I gave a meek nod. “Considering that moan, I thought so. I'm sure I'll be hearing those a lot tonight."

My blush deepened at his remark. “Someone's certainly horny," I muttered in an attempt to divert him from my obvious embarrassment.

He popped a bit of his steak into his muzzle and swallowed it before replying, “Dragons are known to have heightened libidos, so of course I'm horny. Doesn't help that I have such a cute and sexy little otter as my companion now. Hard not to get aroused when I get to be around someone like you all day." I felt his tail suddenly coil itself around mine in an oddly intimate and sensual manner.

My tail returned the coiling motion as best it could. It was nowhere as flexible as Dresnath's draconic tail, but it did the job well enough. I took another bite of my fish, a much more modest sized piece that I cut from the second slab, and chewed it to give me time to get over the butterflies in my stomach and respond. “You're just trying to butter me up so that I'll let you have your way with me in bed," I said in my best attempt of a teasing retort.

“Maybe," he replied, “or maybe I do truly find you irresistibly attractive and haven't been able to get you out of my mind since the day I rescued you." I was a bit taken aback at that. He spoke as if it were just one of many possibilities, which it was, but it was fairly specific. I couldn't tell whether it was an admission or simply another one of his teases.

Deciding to play it say, I replied with a soft, “Maybe it's both." I noticed a smirk on the dragon's muzzle and a gentle squeeze from his tail to mine. It appeared he liked my answer.

The meal continued as normal. He gave me a few more teases, got a few squeaks of embarrassment from me, and then we talked a bit about the case, coming to the agreement that it sounded like the workers were innocent and that we'd check out the smith and his apprentice tomorrow.

It wasn't long before we finished eating the delicious meal we were served and we decided against dessert. I was promptly pulled into our room by the eager dragon, the door closed and locked behind us. I was pushed against the wall and was pinned with Dresnath's lips against mine. His tongue forced its way into my willing maw, exploring it once again and tasting the fish I had just consumed.

He was forceful and passionate with his kiss, I could feel the lustful desire behind those lips as they forced themselves on me. I placed my hand under his shirt and on his smooth, scaly chest. I could feel the rapid beat of his heart thrumming through my fingers as he held me pinned to the wall.

He broke the kiss and began to lick and nip at my neck. I couldn't stop the small gasps and moans as his fangs pricked my skin and his hands roamed my body. A soft whisper broke the silence. “Tell me what you want," Dresnath ordered.

I was a bit caught off-guard, but managed to squeak out a meager, “I want you."

Dresnath chuckled and nipped at my ear, softly whispering, “Of course you do. I want you, too, my sexy otter. That much is obvious." I felt the dragon's hand undo my pants and slip inside to grope my sheath and peeking tip. I couldn't stop from grinding into his palm as a heated moan escaped my muzzle. “Tell me, what do you desire to do with me tonight? Our last two times were with me getting to do what I wanted with you, so now it's your turn."

A deep blush burned my face as several very naughty scenarios ran through my head. A playful smirk crossed Dresnath's face as he saw my expression, clearly amused by how excited I was to get to choose tonight's activities. After several moments of consideration, I decided on a specific scenario, whispering it in his ear as if saying it too loud would cause him to take back the offer.

Dresnath growled playfully and chuckled as he teased, “Well, aren't you a kinky otter. I think that sounds like something I can arrange. There is one thing I'd like to add to it, but everything you said will happen, I assure you."

I tilted my head and asked curiously, “And what is it that you want to add?"

A soft chuckle came from the dragon. “You'll just have to find out when it comes time, won't you?" the larger dragon teased. “I doubt it'll be anything you'll object to, though, my submissive sweetheart." His muzzle pressed against my forehead in an oddly intimate kiss. “Now, be a good bitch and get on the bed."

The order sent a tingle up my spine. I obeyed without question, lying flat on my back with my member poking up and out of my sheath by a few inches. A low growl flowed from Dresnath's mouth as he started to crawl over me now stripped of his garments. “Such a good boy," Dresnath cooed, dragging his claws through my chest fur. I groaned softly as I felt his hand drag across my nipple. He leaned closer to me and licked and nipped at my neck, getting a soft moan from me. I could feel his slit grind against my shaft, the slick moistness wetting my flesh teasingly. I tried to grab his hips, but he quickly snatched my hands with his and pinned them to the bed.

A blush formed on my cheeks as I was reminded just how under his control I was. And I absolutely loved the feeling. I nuzzled up against his cheek as a deep purr rumbled through me. “Enasfu blessed me with you, Drezzy," I murred happily.

“Funny," Dresnath replied with a lick to my nose, “I was just thinking the same about you." Our lips met as he gave me a few fleeting kisses. “Now, would my sexy little ott like to begin, or should I continue nomming on your neck." Another playful nip, sharper than the other, forced a squeak out of me.

“I'd like to begin, please," I practically whispered, as if speaking too loudly would cause me to wake up and I'd find that this had all been a dream.

Another dominant nip gripped my neck for a moment before he pulled up. “Just needed at least one more taste," he teased. He crawled further up me, dragging his peeking tips along my fur, stopping just in front of my face for a few moments. His strong musk invaded my nostrils, causing me to murr in arousal and give a quick lick at his flesh before it was moved out of my reach. As much fun as it would've been to play with his twins, there was another part of him that I was desperate to experience.

Dresnath was now kneeling over me with his rear just a foot above me. His scales shone from the light of the candle with shadows from his tail dancing over his rump scales as the flame wavered slightly. Dresnath looked down at me from above, a devious smirk plastered across his muzzle. “Last chance to change your mind."

“Don't you dare tease me like that," I retorted, reaching up and groping the dragon's ass-scales. They were surprisingly pliable and yielded to my gripping. Much unlike the denser, harder scales on his arms, face, and torso, these scales felt as if they were designed to be malleable, almost like flesh, but with a smoother texture.

“As you wish," the dragon growled, flexing his glutes under my lustful groping. “If you need me to stop, pinch my side or call out the safe word 'domino,' okay?"

“Yes, yes," I said, more than eager for him to get on with it. “Now be a good dragon and-" I was cut off as Dresnath quickly lowered himself so his ass was just touching my muzzle. I was assaulted with the strong scent of a different sort of dragon musk. It was odd; I hadn't expected his musk to smell different on other parts of his body. I inhaled deeply to sample this new and arousing scent. It smelled clean and earthy. It was clear he kept up good hygiene, and yet it also was tainted with the strong smell of sweat from the long day of walking around. I moaned softly and shoved my muzzle between his gropable ass-cheeks to get a closer sniff.

Dresnath murred and playfully grinded down against me as he sat on my face. “You love my musk, don't you?" he asked rhetorically. We both already knew the answer to that. I answered it anyways, in my own way. I kissed at his tailhole and a soft murr escaped my throat. “Don't be shy," he urged, “the only things that are dirty here are our sexual deviances." I felt his tail slide under my neck and begin to coil around it.

Letting go of any inhibitions I had still been holding onto, I opened my mouth and pushed my muzzle between those firm cheeks of his. I let my tongue slip out and slide from the dragon's taint, through his cheeks, being sure to push teasingly as it graced his musky tailhole, and not stopping until I was at his tailbase. His taste was remarkable, and even after only just one lick, I knew that I was hooked. The sound of Dresnath groaning above me from the sensation was almost as satisfying as the addictive taste. Clearly he was enjoying this just as much as I was.

I gave shorter licks focusing more around the center of his rump rather than straying far; his twitching tailhole was what was the source of his manly musk anyways. I lapped away at that tasty hole, giving his rear a few playful nips and kisses between them.

Dresnath growled and moaned in pleasure as I worked his ass with my tongue. “Fuck," he huffed as he grinded back against my face, “you sure are hungry for my ass." I let out a small eep as clawed fingers suddenly groped at my own throbbing and leaking member. “So hard just from eating me out." He squeezed me gently and got a moan from me as I hastened my licking to show my appreciation. “Such a good slut, leaking pre just cuz you're being allowed to be my seat."

I moved my hands to grope as his ass, pulling his cheeks apart more to get better access to his rear. I took a deep breath of the musk-filled air before pressing my snout against his rump and pushing my tongue inside his hole. He let out a surprised gasp as his tailhole opened fairly easily around my insistent oral muscle. I had thought that the rim of his hole was musky, but by the gods, it was nothing compared to the overwhelming taste that assaulted my tongue as I got from the direct source.

A deeply pleasured growl rumbles through the dragon above me as he pushes down against my face even more. “Gods," he moaned, “you sure are hungry for my ass, aren't you?" I could feel a wet spot start to form on my chest, knowing exactly what sort of sticky liquid was causing it. If I hadn't been so deeply entranced with the scent and taste of his rump, I probably would've been smiling ear-to-ear that I was able to get him to pre just from eating his rear.

I suddenly felt something warm and wet slide along my length. A heated moan broke through my lips as I thrust my hips up and hit the scaly snout that was hovering over my tip. Dresnath chuckled a bit before I felt his lips close around my member, lashing his tongue along my tip.

My webbed toes curled as pleasure ran through my body. Needing to show my appreciation, I redoubled my efforts with my tongue. I began to quickly thrust my tongue in and out of my sexy dragon's ass. I was a bit surprised when a loud, growling moan came from above me as I continued my dutiful ministrations. I paused and just as I was about to retrieve my tongue so I could look over at Dresnath's face, I felt his tail tighten around my neck enough to make me stay absolutely still.

Dresnath took a breath to calm himself before saying, “Don't stop. I want your tongue right there. Focus on my prostate if you want to get a good sucking."

It took me a moment to realize that the reason he moaned so loud was because I had accidentally grazed my tongue along his prostate. I traced my tongue back into his tight hole slowly and carefully as I searched for his hidden pleasure button. It didn't take me long to find it, a small, firm bump along the otherwise pliable insides. A cursory lick at it got another moan from him. “Yeah, that's the spot, my precious ott," he gasped as I pushed hard against his insides.

I murred softly, proud of myself that I was bringing such feelings to my companion. Then the warmth of his muzzle returned around my shaft, taking the entirety of it into his maw and throat. I couldn't help but give a heated moan as I felt him swallow around me. The feeling of those muscles contracting around me made me quiver. When I felt his tongue tease at my sheath, slipping just inside, I couldn't stop the squeal of pleasure that rose in my throat, which seemed to encourage him to lick even deeper hitting places that had never been touched in such a way before.

I groped at his rear and massaged it, keeping those toned cheeks apart to give me the access I needed to keep my tongue deep inside him. My head was starting to feel a bit fuzzy as I was completely immersed in the cloud of dragon musk that was filling the room, especially around the bed in particular. And that musk was completely intoxicating. Every lungful of it brought me to new heights of intensity; it almost felt addictive.

I eventually had to pull back and take gulpfuls of purer oxygen. My jaw was sore and felt like it would turn to jelly if I continued for much longer. When Dresnath noticed that I had stopped, he pulled off of my shaft and moved off of me so he and I were lying in the same direction. He placed a hand on my chest, which was now covered in precum, and rubbed it a bit. “That sure got you worked up," he murmured softly. “You're heart's beating really fast. You like that?"

I nodded and panted to catch my breath. “I loved it," I said breathlessly. “Jaw feels like it's gonna fall off, though."

Dresnath chuckled and kissed my cheek. “Then let's give it a break. You interested in going onto the next part?" Despite my tiredness and in need of a break, my wagging tail gave away how much I wanted to continue. “I'll take that as a yes. Lemme just grab something. You rest up, cuz I'm not gonna let you go easy on me." He got up and walked over to his bag, making a show of leaning over with his tail raised high to show off that perfectly muscular ass. I couldn't stop myself from whistling at him, which got a chuckle and a playful shake of his rear.

I couldn't help but laugh at the silly display. “Fuck, you're sexy," I murred quietly. He apparently had found what he was looking for, because he turned back around with the desired object in hand. It was a black leather collar with a leash to match. A strange mix of confusion, nervousness, and excitement spread through my belly. “A collar?" I asked cautiously.

Dresnath nodded with a smirk. “It's a bit of a kink of mine," he replied. “I love seeing sexy little things like you wearing a collar to show their submission." I blushed heavily at the thought. “And the leash will allow me to maintain control over you even though you're on top. You want me to be able to take control if I decide I need to, right?"

My blush grew even more heated. The idea was definitely enticing. It didn't take me long to see the upsides and determine that there were no foreseeable downsides. “I'd like that very much," I agreed.

Dresnath's face lit up with joy at my acceptance of his request. Even just the expression of joy on his face was enough to make me feel like it would be more than worth it, even if I were to decide it's not my thing. “Allow me," he said with a hint of a dominant growl. He placed the collar around my neck and fastened it up so it was tight enough to cause pressure, but loose enough so it didn't impede my breathing or swallowing. “How's that?" he asked as he straightened it a bit.

“Actually," I said as I felt the collar with my fingers, “it feels really nice. Never thought of wearing a collar before, but it's actually really comfortable."

“Is that so?" Dresnath said, clearly very pleased to hear that I like it as well. He gently caressed my cheek. “I think it really adds to your looks."

My blush returned at the compliment and the intimate action. “You really think so?" I asked.

Dresnath grinned and rubbed at my head a bit. “No doubt about it," he assured. “Without it, you're certainly sexy, but with it," he let out a bestial growl, “damn near irresistible."

I smiled with glee at his compliment. I wasn't used to such kind words from others and they made me feel special and desirable. I placed my hand on his chest and rubbed gently, loving the feeling of those muscles under his smooth scales. “In that case," I said slowly, trying to pick my words carefully, “how about you show just how much you want me?" I tried to sound suave about it, but I'm not sure how it came across to him.

His hand rested behind my head, his claws digging into my fur and pricking my scalp. “And how exactly would you like for me to do that?" he asked coyly. He knew exactly what I wanted.

I let out as deep of a playful growl as I could muster and made my demand, “Present." I tried to sound firm and authoritative, but I failed. I don't know how it came off, but Dresnath seemed more amused than anything else, which wasn't too surprising to be honest.

Dresnath did his best to stifle his chuckling, and I couldn't help but feel a bit self-conscious from it. “Definitely need to work on your demanding tone," he teased. He rubbed the back of my head and nuzzled me lightly. “Don't worry, you'll get there." He then turned around and leaned over the bed, his tail raised to give me the perfect view of his sculpted ass. “Mount!"

His tone left nothing to argue with. It was pure dominance. Had I not known any better, I might've guessed that there was magic behind it with the way I felt compelled to obey him. I immediately got up behind him and began to grind my rod between his cheeks, teasing his hole a bit. I felt a tug on my neck from the leash. I obeyed the silent command, angling my hips so my tip found its way to that hot tailhole. I slowly sank inside that pliable entrance and was welcomed to a familiar sensation of a warm, slick tunnel. I couldn't stop the moan from escaping my muzzle and another moan came from the sexy dragon below me.

“Gods," I groaned as I continued to push into him. “Feels like you've got some experience back here." I groped at his rump as I hilted him with ease. His ass was far from tight, but I definitely wouldn't consider him particularly loose. It felt as if his hole was more stretchy than loose with how it was so easily accepting the intrusion yet how firmly it was gripping me.

Dresnath chuckled a bit and replied, “Yeah, you could say that. Enjoying yourself?" Dresnath grinded his rump back against my hips and flexed his tailhole around me.

Through a moan, I practically purred, “Soooo much." I gave a few quick humps into his backside as I revelled in the pleasurable sensation. I was pretty content to just enjoy the feeling of belly fully hilted inside this magnificent dragon.

Dresnath seemed less than pleased at my mild grinding, though. I suddenly felt the leash tug at my neck hard enough for me to have to lean over him, my hand now on his back to prevent myself from falling. I had forgotten about all the scars on his back. Long lines of scarred scales criss-crossed the firm scales on his back. Whatever did it, was strong enough to break through dragon scales. I had my suspicions, but dared not ask.

Dresnath pulled on the leash more until I was fully over him, my hands on his shoulders and as stretched over his back as I could go. He turned to look me in the eyes as he ordered, “You better start giving me a good fucking soon. Otherwise, I might have to tie you to the bed and ride you 'til your hips hurt from my ass crushing them."

I couldn't help but murr playfully at the idea. “Threatening me with a good time?" I teased back, giving a single, forceful thrust into him. I felt his tailhole flex around me as my length slid across his prostate.

“It won't be nearly as much fun as this for you," he assured. I could feel his nimble tail start to curl around my back and wrap around me. “Now, be a good slut and fuck me hard."

I obediently complied. With my hands still on his shoulders, I began rocking my hips. My slick shaft glided through his hot hole with ease. It wasn't hard to angle myself so that I was grinding over his prostate with every little movement I made. The tactic proved incredibly effective. Dresnath moaned and growled in pleasure as I began to pick up speed. I could smell his already potent musk begin to get even stronger, tickling my nose and getting me even more aroused. It was obvious that the stronger scent was because my grinding on his prostate forced a fair amount of precum to spill from his twin monsters and onto the floor and probably some onto the sheets. For a split second I considered trying to pull his hips back away from the bed to ensure the cleanliness of our accommodations, but that rational, reasonable thought was quickly dismissed as a dizzying wave of pleasure shot through my body, leaving me with the much more important thought of wondering how and where he learned to bring such delight to those who topped him.

I was practically in a haze. Between the incredible scent of his powerful musk and the pure pleasure his tailhole was giving me, I nearly finished much too early. Thankfully, the limited blood that remained in my upper head gave me the caution to hold back and calm myself. I wanted to make sure that Dresnath finished before I did, as was the polite thing to do when given the opportunity to top. So, being the polite otter I tend to be, I reached down and began to grope at the slick lengths that were indeed leaking pre; I barely had to touch him before my hand was slicked up with that plentiful dragon goo. I couldn't help but chuckle as I teased, “Feels like someone sure is enjoying themselves."

Dresnath grinded into my groping hand as I began to stroke him off. “Yeah," he growled, “you've got the perfect length to get my prostate just right." His tail was now wrapped entirely around my torso and was rubbing under my chin with dexterity that I was not expecting. “And your hands," he moaned again, “so damn soft and warm!" He humped into my grip harder for emphasis, which caused him to also thrust back around my length.

“Mrrr," I growled softly, gripping his shoulder harder with my left hand, “glad you like it." I began adding much more force into my thrusts, the slapping of fur on scales could probably be heard beyond the walls with how loud it was. I didn't care, though. The idea of people listening in on us like that sounded kinda of hot to me. Of course, they would probably be listening more to those lustful, pleasure-filled moans coming from the both of us.

“Gods," Dresnath panted softly, “you're a pretty good top." Based on how much pre he was leaking, I wasn't surprised that he thought this, but it sent a tingle of pride up my spine. I was about to thank him, but my mouth was suddenly filled with that dexterous tail of his. “But I'm still the dom in this relationship, understand?" I nodded. I knew he was right. There was no way I could make him submit to me. At least not yet.

I felt another tug on my collar. “Now," he growled with the tone that exuded confidence and dominance, “suck on my tail like you suck on cocks." I obeyed immediately, gently sucking on his spaded tail-flesh. I licked at the tip and the underside of the flat spade as I humped into his perfectly formed rear end even harder.

“That's a good boy," he murred as he continued to thrust into my hand that was now soaked with his pre. “Such an obedient little thing. You like being ordered around like this, don't you? To know that someone more experienced and more dominant is in control. You want that, yes?" My cheeks burned hotly as I realized that he was right. There was definitely at least a part of me that desperately desired that. Without realizing it, my thrusting got much faster, almost feral-like with how eager it probably felt like. Dresnath seemed to take this as an affirmation of his question. “I thought so. Such a good, submissive otter." I felt another tug as he wrapped more of the leash around his hand, leaving me very little room to move my neck as he kept me right near his right shoulder. With a tight squeeze of his tailhole around my sensitive cock, he continued, “And continuing to be a good boy will most certainly earn you more rewards like this."

I couldn't help but moan as I rapidly thrust into his ass. I was very near my climax, but I wanted to make sure that Dresnath finished first. There was no way in Narakai that I was going to leave him unsatisfied. I hastened the speed of my reach-around, rubbing and squeezing at what I thought to be his most sensitive parts. I had to remove Dresnath's tail from my mouth with some reluctance so I speak. “Drez," I moaned softly, “I don't know how much longer I can last."

Dresnath growled lustfully, “Then by all means, cum for me. Show me just how much pleasure I bring you. And how much pleasure you take in being allowed to have your way with me."

I could barely contain myself after that. My hips went wild on him, slamming without much consideration and now only interested in the final crescendo of our act. I growled bestially as I reached the very height of arousal. My balls twitched and my shaft pulsed and, a moment later, I began spraying Dresnath's warm insides with my potent seed. I gave several more thrusts throughout my orgasm in an attempt to prolong my pleasure. That seemed to prove highly effective in another means, as halfway through my climax, I felt the dragon's ass tighten around me before my hand become soaked in dragon cum. Dresnath gave out a subdued roar of pleasure as he shot his load onto my hand, the side of the bed, and the floor.

I stayed locked inside him, panting heavily until well after he finished cumming. I couldn't help myself from nuzzling and kissing his neck after we finished. He quickly turned his head towards me and used the collar to pull me into a deep, passionate kiss. After he pulled away, he asked, “Everything you hoped it would be?"

I nodded and admitted, “And even more." I slowly pulled out of him, which left a slow leak of cum start to slide down his thigh. I stood up and stretched a bit. I couldn't help but admire the view of my sexy dragon leaking cum from his ass, as well as having a whole mess of cum on the ground. “We should probably clean up, huh?"

Dresnath merely smirked and murmured a short incantation, in which I recognized only one of the words. All of the messy cum suddenly vanished like vapor in the wind. “All clean," he said cheerily. He suddenly hopped up onto the bed and used the leash to pull me next to him. He lay on his side facing me and I faced him as he held me close. “Except for those dirty thoughts in your head," he teased, “I don't think I could ever clean that up. Not that I'd ever want to."

I couldn't help but chuckle. “Clearly I'm not the only one with a dirty mind," I retorted as I tugged at the collar. “Where'd you get this little thing?"

Dresnath simply smiled and kissed my forehead. “I'd love to go into that right now, but I'm tired. Perhaps tomorrow we can talk more about things, but right now, I just wanna fall asleep with you in my arms." He pulled me closer to him and wrapped me in his wing as he used his tail to pull the covers over the two of us. “Sweet dreams."

I couldn't stop the smile that spread across my face as I cuddled up to the bigger dragon. I nuzzled into him happily as I purred out, “Sweet dreams, Drezzy."