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A month. That's how long it took for both Jonas and Viridan to get twenty-nine wins. Sure, they had their ups and downs. Viridan lost, and Jonas split his wins with him, leaving them both at ten, at the time. They had both been quite impressed by Jonas' winning streak. Viridan had just passed it off as an advantage in his weight class, but they both knew that it was remarkable for a creature of his size and strength to win so much.

Jonas had just returned from his latest victory, and Viridan was waiting in the cage for him, ready to hold his partner comfortably in his arms and see where things went from there. They hadn't really hit it off like they had done in the medical chamber since that day, though they had always wanted too. They were simply too tired from the almost constant string of matches they were thrown into. They had no energy left for willing sex.

"So, one match left, and then we're both out of here," Viridan said, pulling Jonas in close to his chest as soon as he was within grabbing distance. The boy didn't struggle at all, and happily buried his face into the dragon's soft scales, while nodding in response to his comments.

"And you'll get to see your family again," Jonas said, pulling his face away from his nuzzling so he could speak.

"And so will you," Viridan replied.

Jonas paused with uncertainly. "Do you really think that my mom will have come home?" He asked.

"I think, that you are too good a person to abandon for a war," Viridan replied comfortingly, and licked the boy's face gently. Jonas reached up and wrapped his arms around the dragon's neck in a loving embrace, before Viridan suddenly rolled them both over, so he was standing above Jonas with his head hanging over him. "So, I think that we should enjoy ourselves before we have to leave."

Jonas chuckled, and spread his legs to allow the dragon access to his limp cock. He watched apprehensively as Viridan slowly lowered his maw closer to his crotch, until he was almost thrusting up at the dragon's face to speed the process along.

"Hey, save it for the arena," The guard shouted from the door, banging it noisily and taking both of their attentions away from their moment. "You both have a match in an hour."

"But I just had a match five minutes ago," Jonas exclaimed.

"Then I suggest you get some rest, so you don't fall asleep while your opponent rapes you," The guard said sternly, and then walked away.

With their moment of intimacy lost, both Jonas and Viridan took the guard's advice and settled down to sleep. But just because they weren't making love, didn't mean that they weren't close. Jonas was wrapped tightly in Viridan's arms, sighing contentedly as the heat from his partner's chest soaked into his back. Viridan also enjoyed the feeling of Jonas' soft skin again his scales, and drew him in closer. After a quick goodnight, they both fell asleep.

****

After all the time Zereck had spent locked up in his cell, he had managed to keep his rage down to a mere simmer. He was still outraged by his practical arrest, and the denial of his match with his brother, but he saw a bright side now. He was getting out. Finally, after these many months, they were letting him go home. But, even as he thought about that golden moment, it still didn't feel quite right. He felt good, yes, but he didn't feel quite satisfied. He hadn't had the pleasure of making his brother pay yet.

He had been paying attention to his progress, and had even managed to get a screen brought to him so that he could watch some of the matches. He knew that Viridan was about to get out, and that he was rapidly running out of time to satisfy his need. It would do him no good to rape him once they were outside. It would have no meaning then. No, he needed to finish this while they were both still inside, but he was effectively disabled while he was still in his cage. Once they let him go home though, he could make his escape. While they were filing out all of the other victors, he could simply slip out and-

That's when it dawned on him. When they were released, they would be in the same place, at the same time. If they could simply be alone for a few minutes, then he could finish what he had started.

"Guard," He called, shaking the cage a bit. The guard took his time to arrive, now that Zereck had lost his power, but he got there eventually. "Could you bring back the screen, so that I may watch my brother's potentially final match?"

The guard did not reply, but casually walked away. He shortly returned with a screen on a wheeled cart, and he pushed it in front of Zereck's cage. It was already on, currently displaying two creatures talking about the upcoming match and its gravity as the last of the season. Zereck's own eyes lit up when he saw the pictures of the two contestants.

"Oh, this will be a good match," He said to himself, nodding.

"Alright boys, it's time for your matches," The guard said, yanking open the cage door. Jonas and Viridan rose wearily and followed the guard up the familiar halls to the training room, where they left Jonas. The guard continued on with Viridan to another arena entrance.

Jonas waited for five minutes, until eventually his door slid open, and he stepped through into the arena. It was just like he had left it an hour ago. He could even make out the spot where he had climaxed into his last opponent. The opponent himself, however, was one that Jonas had always been afraid he would have to face. Walking out towards him from the other end of the arena, Viridan looked about as confused and scared as he did.

The buzzer went with no delay, but instead of one or both contenders rushing towards each other as per usual, Jonas and Viridan stood still. They weren't sure how to proceed, so they simply meandered into the center of the ring.

"I don't want to fight you," Jonas said, still having to shout over the crowd despite them being a foot apart.

"Neither do I," Viridan agreed, casting a glance at the crowd. "But we have to do something to get out of here."

"Then I'll let you win," Jonas offered. "You have a family, and you've been away from them for far too long."

"No, you win," Viridan countered. "You're just a boy. I can't leave you in here by yourself."

They stopped trying to reason with each other, knowing that neither one was going to abandon the other. Then suddenly, Jonas got an idea.

"Hey, do you know the sixty-nine position?" He asked.

"No, what is it?" The dragon replied.

"It's when you lie facing each other's crotch, and you both do oral at the same time," Joans said.

"How do you know about something like that?" Viridan asked.

"I'm a teenage boy with a lot of time alone," Jonas replied. "And a computer."

Viridan said nothing, but seemed unconvinced.

"Think of it this way," Jonas said. "If we both win, then we both get out. If we both lose, then the pressure is off of us, and we can rebuild our records."

"And, at least we'll still be together," Viridan added.

"Right, so I say that we try it," Jonas said, and without waiting for a response, lay down on his side. Viridan followed, bending himself awkwardly so that his body lined up properly. Within a minute, they were both staring at the other's firmly standing cock. The audience was almost dead silent with apprehension. "Okay, on three. One. Two. Three."

Jonas pushed his open mouth forward, and at the same time that his lips wrapped around the dragon's cock, he felt Viridan's lips and tongue wrap around his. The buzzer made an odd sort-of overlapping sound. It had worked, and the crowd erupted into applause. Jonas and Viridan both chuckled around their respective cocks, and then Viridan suddenly began to stroke Jonas with his tongue and lips. Jonas hadn't actually considered finishing their action, but now that it had begun, he didn't want to stop. He began to lick and bob his head on the dragon's cock as well, and soon enough they were both thrusting forward at each other. Jonas' throat expanded neatly around the cock, while Viridan changed his bobbing times so that Jonas always felt his lips run over his cock head. They both built in pleasure quickly, spurred on by their feelings for each other and the energy of the crowd. Soon, neither of them could hold back any longer, and they climaxed together, both groaning out in ecstasy around their partner's cock. Neither of them let a drop of semen escape their tongues, though Jonas had a much more difficult time controlling all of it. But all too soon their orgasms stopped, and they licked each other clean gently before releasing their cock and standing up.

The doors were not open for them, because a winner had not been named. They could both tell that whoever was judging was having a hell of a time trying to figure out who had penetrated first, but they also knew he would not find that. They had been in perfect unison, and there could only be two outcomes.

"Ladies and gentlemen," A voice over the speaker said, loudly and clearly enough for everyone to hear. "The judges have decided that this match will end in a tie, and both contestants will gain a point."

The crowd erupted into cheers again, drowning out what the announcer had finished with. The doors on both ends of the arena slid open, but they opted to use the same door, staying close to each other the whole time. They remained that way until they re-entered their cell, and then they flopped unto the floor together, with Viridan on his back, and Jonas lying on the dragon's stomach.

"So that's it then," Viridan said, beginning to chuckle with glee. "We are both leaving."

"We couldn't have hoped for a better outcome," Jonas agreed, and hugged the dragon's neck again.

"Congratulations, you two," The guard said from outside the door. For the first time, he had a slight smile on his face. "I know you're excited, but you'll need your energy for the transfer home, so rest up. I'll come get you when we're ready."

They both nodded, and the guard left. Viridan wrapped an arm up around Jonas, and draped his wing over them both, and they both managed to quickly fall asleep.

****

"Zereck, get some sleep," The guard said, sliding the screen away for the last time. "You're shipping off in a few hours."

Zereck did exactly that. He lay down, with his head on his hands, and closed his eyes. And before he fell asleep, he ran over his plan one last time, making sure that he had memorized everything that he could do to make sure that it succeeded. He chuckled a bit at his own genius, and began to drift further into sleep.

"Soon," He thought to himself. "Soon will be the last chapter of this tale."