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The Depravity of Dragons Part 3 For Katsuka and TeryxC By Draconicon

Hatsu/Teryx. It wasn't what they wanted to be, but it was all they could really call themselves once they were armed up and out of the Catacombs of Sharan. The dungeon doors closed behind them, and the weight of the various artifacts that they had taken from the vault pushed down on shoulders weaker than one of them would like. The Teryx half, still at the 'front,' grumbled under his breath as he kept shifting their lead from arm to arm, trying to get it to settle properly.

"You know, you could have worked this body a little harder."

I wasn't the one in charge most of the time. Magatsu was. I just kept him in the dungeon.

"No excuse. There was plenty of space in there for jogging or...or something."

Trapped together, two minds in one body - and one of them not meant to be in this body in the first place - they were getting used to arguing a lot. Not that they liked doing it, but more that they didn't have a lot of choice. There was very little that they agreed on. Only their course of action, limited as that was, and they were still not entirely in agreement on that.

As the gray dragon stood on the ledge overlooking the path back down the mountain, Teryx could feel his companion-personality thinking of something stupid. He growled in the back of their throat, shaking their head.

"You don't want to do that."

You don't know what I want.

"I can feel that it's a bad idea. I don't know what it is, but it's a very bad idea."

Mmmph...

"What are you planning?"

...Getting Magatsu back in here and putting him to sleep for a while...

"...Yep, that's a stupid idea. We're not doing that."

The mage personality was already complaining, stating how they needed to be together. Something about how he - Hatsu - had one of two halves, and that they always needed to be together. Something about destiny, something about fate. The paladin personality had already tuned him out, shifting the rope of rings over his shoulder, as well as settling two of the staffs that they'd gathered over his shoulder. One would make do as a walking stick, and the other artifacts were stuffed in the belt that he'd managed to finagle out of some of the leather that some of the monsters in the dungeon were wearing.

It wasn't a perfect set of gear, and he knew that this body would be helpless while fighting properly, but it would hopefully even the odds. He didn't know how to make it fight the way that his old one did, but...

Well, hopefully that wouldn't be as big a problem as he feared.

Teryx took the path down, and it didn't take long to find footprints that matched what his old body would have made. Magatsu had taken his body right out of the dungeon, down the path to the main road. Probably had managed to find a horse or a wagon down there, too, giving him an even greater lead on them than he already had.

The paladin wanted to grind his teeth, but Hatsu kept him from doing that. Probably something about not wanting to fuck with his mouth at the moment. The fangs were a little tender, he supposed.

I have to bind him back to me, Hatsu said. I know it sounds stupid, but he's part of me. If he dies, I could die too.

"And that's not a worthy sacrifice to rid that sort of evil from the world?"

Are you the sort of paladin that can kill an innocent?

"Not sure that you're all that innocent, considering how you felt when we woke up after the rape..."

There was a massive blush from the back of their skull, and he knew that he'd hit a bit of a sore point. It would have been rather embarrassing for him, too, to be conquered sexually that way, and worse, to enjoy it.

Like you did with the gangbang? Hatsu threw at him.

The paladin shook his head, refusing to acknowledge that. He put the blame for that squarely on the body that they were sharing. Considering the sheer perversions that were burning through Hatsu's mind, he was pretty sure that this body was ready to give it up to anyone that so much as looked at it funny.

That said, he knew better than to trust that he would be better than that, now. Having felt those dicks sliding up his ass...having felt the cum sliding down his throat...

Having felt the urge that came with being unable to get hard and the chastity that came with that...

Some juices still oozed out of their slit, oozing and dripping down into the snow below. It was not a comfortable feeling, and he shivered as he pulled one of the rings off of the rope. He slid it onto his finger, feeling a burst of warmth running over his scales.

A ring of warmth, something to keep the frost off, since they weren't able to salvage a robe or any other clothes from the dungeon. It was a bit humiliating to be walking through the snow naked, but not as humiliating as it would be to fall down dead of frostbite out here in the middle of nowhere. He shook his head, pushing himself to keep walking through the snow.

Hatsu continued to push at him, and eventually, Teryx gave in.

"On one condition," the paladin muttered.

What?

"If it turns out to be us or him, I'm still killing him."

Even if he's in your body?

"Your body is crap, but if it's a choice between dying or staying in this body...or letting him hurt someone else...I'm killing him."

But...

"If you think that you can fix him, or pull him back to somewhere harmless, great for you. But you better be ready with a plan, because I'm not fixing it for you."

...Deal.

It wasn't a good deal, and neither of them were particularly happy about it, but Teryx wasn't going to just let someone kill him just so that the little slut he was sharing a body with would be happy. It didn't work like that, and he wasn't going to let it work like that.

So, they walked together in silence, looking at the ground, following the tracks as footprints turned to wagon trails, and wagon trails led them towards the village in the distance.

It turned out that the village was familiar to both of them, though for different reasons. Hatsu remembered passing through it when he and Magatsu were heading to the dungeon, to the catacombs. Teryx remembered passing through it with the old adventuring party that he'd been part of, when he was making his way up to the catacombs to clear it out.

For the first time, a hint of grief popped into his head. He remembered the tall, wooden walls of the village, how Garan had joked about sticking around and picking pockets before heading to the catacombs, and how Siri had told them all to be on their best behavior so they had a good village to come back to.

So much for that...and them.

That was Teryx's thought rather than Hatsu, and he kept his mind closed to the discomfort that came with the idea of losing so many other adventurers. It could have been much worse, he thought, and he reminded himself that one of the others might have been possessed by Magatsu rather than him. Imagine what would have happened if one of the mages had been taken, turned into a power-house of problems when the monster had taken over.

He shivered at the idea of someone with that power being pushed out into the world, being put to use as nothing more than a weapon for a vengeful spirit. It would not happen, and he would not let the spirit use his body to get anything else done in this world.

Teryx looked at the walls, glancing over the defenses. He could see that there were a few more guards on the walls now than there had been before. Maybe it was due to the fact that all the adventurers had passed through and not returned. Or maybe something else was up.

Um, before you go through...

Teryx paused in the process of moving around the snowbank. He slowly pushed himself back down, grumbling under his breath.

"What did you almost forget to tell me?"

Well, um, there's the little issue with, uh, what happened when we were passing through here.

"What did you do?"

It was...wasn't me. It was Magatsu.

"Just...what happened?"

He...might have raped someone.

"So..."

And we were caught.

"...So you're wanted."

On sight. Death, probably.

"...Wonderful."

That meant that walking through the front gate as a person in distress wasn't possible. The guards would be looking at him like a monster rather than as a person, and they weren't exactly going to be helpful about letting him confront someone that was a paladin in the town. He had no doubt that the spirit would be posing as his old identity, making damn sure that there was no chance that someone would want to throw him out.

Hopefully, he doesn't hurt anyone.

"Hopefully, he does."

Why would you say that?!

"Because it exposes him as a non-paladin, that's why. It'd make it so that there's no chance for him to keep his powers, either. Whatever's left in that body..."

He wasn't looking forward to the level of atonement rituals that he was going to have to do when he got his body back. Whatever actions that the spirit Magatsu made it do were going to be bad enough, but he would imagine that the whole thing would be fouled from having someone like that inside of the scales. He grimaced at the mere thought of having to shove his own soul back into that mess.

But he would do it. A paladin did not flinch back from the hard jobs out there.

But now that he knew that they were a fugitive, basically, it meant that getting into the town during the day was no longer possible. He'd have to find a way to sneak in, and doing that would be...tricky.

Slinking down the snowbank, he pushed himself further from the road, right into a little alcove between rock and ice, where one couldn't be seen from the walls or the path. He'd need to start thinking, and examining exactly what sort of artifacts they'd managed to take from the vault. One of them had to be useful enough to get them over the walls...had to be...

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The day went and passed, and as the moon rose, Teryx was getting more and more frustrated. The rings were...not bad. They were more of a set of enhancers than he'd realized, more suited for building up the strength and stamina of a body, but they weren't going to get anywhere with that. Maybe during the fight, yes, but he didn't want to force one if he didn't have to.

The other artifacts, the staffs and the stuff that he'd stuffed into his belt, were even less helpful. Combat-wise, they'd be good, but he didn't want to burn down the gate to get into the town. If they didn't already think he was a monster, if they weren't going to kill him on sight, that would keep him from ever being able to talk to them again.

He had to be smarter about this. He had to be more than just the paladin brute that had gotten into this situation in the first place.

Well, we could, um, try the rope, Hatsu said. It's a good spider-silk rope. We could probably climb over the walls with it.

"Unless it can climb the walls on its own, I don't think we're getting up without a grappling hook."

Oh.

"Did you ever go adventuring?"

Not when I could help it. The more time we spent outside of the library, the more that Magatsu started to come out. I didn't notice it fast enough to stop him from taking control...

That was probably true. He doubted that the little guy had any experience in fighting monsters outside of offering his body to them. That seemed to be the standard operating procedure when they were getting out of the dungeon, at the very least. They were always fucking, always rutting...

He remembered the feeling of being spread open again, and he pushed the thought out of his mind. Hatsu kept remembering it, and the idle arousal that spread from the back of his head didn't help.

Eventually, Teryx settled for one of the other staffs. It was a staff of winds, and if he could use that, maybe he could push the rope up to the top of the wall, or float himself up to the edge of it. Either way, it was the best chance that they had, and he didn't have a better idea.

Checking to make sure that there were no guards looking their way, Teryx leaped over the snowbank and ran for the base of the wall. Nobody stopped them, no alarms were shouted while he was on the move. So far, so good.

He hit the base of the wooden barrier, taking a few deep breaths before holding out the staff. It was a gnarled thing of white wood, and the tip was twisted up in a spiral that seemed to illusorily go on forever.

"How do I use this thing?"

Let me...

Teryx let Hatsu take point, and felt the shivering feeling of being pushed to the back of their shared skull. The sensation of being a passenger back there wasn't particularly pleasant, but he made himself be okay with it for now. He needed to keep focused on what they were going to do when they were inside the walls, not what they were going to do on the outside.

Hatsu forced their arms down, making the staff point at the ground. The dragon pulled at his concentration, dragging at the magic from deep down in the depths of their shared body, and whispered something under his breath.

Just like that, the staff came to life, whirling with the breath of wind that would turn into a storm. Teryx braced himself, hating the fact that he had to just sit and watch as the magic was used.

Being a passenger in your own body...

"My own body..."

Being a passenger is not right.

"Just...quiet..."

He did his best, but it was hard to not make a comment when he was watching the limbs that were ostensibly his making different gestures, when he was feeling his legs moving and then leaving the ground and he wasn't the one flying or pushing it to happen.

Why aren't we flying?

"It's too slow. We need to be up and over fast...Right?"

Right.

He shivered as he felt his legs leave the ground, watched as his vision changed with a head turning without his consent. It was completely disorienting, and yet, there was nothing he could do. He had to let Hatsu do this, because he didn't know how to use any sort of magic outside of the paladin spheres of influence.

Just a little more...a little more...

The pair of them finally hit the top of the wall. Hatsu cut off the stream of whistling wind, and they landed with a small thump on the wooden walkway that went around the settlement.

Okay, let me front again.

"Sure."

They flickered again, and Teryx sighed as he was back in the metaphorical driver's seat. The feeling of having control over their body once more had never been more soothing. He imagined having control of his own body again would feel even better when they finally found -

"Hey!"

And they were already caught. Teryx whipped his head around, spotting a fox running down the walkway towards them. He had already pulled a torch from the wall, swinging it around and shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Intruder, intruder!"

"Shit..."

"Intruder, intruder!"

Looks like we're not going to be doing this quietly, Hatsu thought with a whimper.

"Not likely..."

Teryx grabbed two of the rings off the string. One of strength, one of endurance. Neither one would do much for Hatsu's body, considering that it was the epitome of a weakened one, but it would at least bump him up to someone that could take on the average guard without getting completely trounced.

Sliding them on his fingers, he ran right for the fox. The torch swung over his head, missing him as he ducked, and he shoulder-checked the guy right off the wall. The vulpine guard went down swinging and screaming, landing in a pile of snow in the courtyard below.

The rest of the guards were quick to show up after that, most of them running for the walls and climbing up, some of those that had been on patrol running along the walkway already. Teryx shook his head, flicking his eyes around, looking for the -

There! I see the church! Hatsu shouted in their head.

Teryx ran for the edge of the walkway, flicking their wings open at the last second. He glided from the top of the wall towards the far end of the courtyard, hitting the ground hard and running. The snow kicked up behind him, and the guards came running, shouting at his heels.

The door to the church opened, and the familiar blue-scaled body that had been stolen from him stepped out. 'Teryx' looked down at them, and both the gray dragon and the blue one stared at one another.

Teryx never stopped running, though, forcing Hatsu's body to the limits of what it could take as he charged at the fake version of him. The other - Magatsu in his body - went from shocked to smirking, grinning wide. Then the blue dragon shouted.

"Everyone, keep your distance from the monster. I will handle it."

It was exactly what a paladin would say, and he knew that the other man was having to keep up appearances if he wanted to make sure that the village continued to support him. This Teryx hadn't gotten his armor back yet, nor did he have a sword in hand. This was going to be body to body fighting, nothing more, and nothing less.

As Magatsu/Teryx leaped from the door of the church, and Teryx leaped from the courtyard, they collided in midair. The paladin body slammed into the mage body hard, knocking them back to the open area surrounded by walls. The guards had already pulled back, giving the 'professional' room to work, and the real Teryx grunted as he was forced down to the ground.

"You're going to lose again, little slut," Magatsu hissed in his ear. "The entire town is ready to see the sole survivor of the catacombs put this monster in its place. They're going to want to see you ripped apart...but I've got a better idea."

"Get...off me!"

He kicked, knowing it was weak and futile, but the paladin seemed to jump off of him at the same time. Teryx blinked, watching as Magatsu circled him, panting as if he had been dealt a dangerous wound.

"Stay back!" the fake paladin shouted. "None of you can handle him. He'll slaughter you if you get close."

He's keeping them away. Keeping us from talking to them...

Hatsu had realized it first, but it was not something that either of them knew how to deal with. The fact that Magatsu could emulate being a paladin so well hadn't figured into either of their plans, and now, they were facing something that they weren't entirely sure how to deal with.

Teryx shook his head, getting back to his feet, pulling one of the staffs from behind him.

Wait, you said we'd try and get him alive!

"I said we'd try. He's obviously too dangerous right now..."

Please, not yet. Not yet!

He felt his hand twitching around the staff, trying to let it go and drop it to the ground. Teryx shook his head, pushing at Hatsu's interference.

All the while, Magatsu was grinning at him, a slight smirk that was only visible on their level rather than to all the guards on the wall. Nobody else would see that the other dragon was enjoying himself.

"Having a difficult time with my other half?" Magatsu teased him, Teryx shivering at hearing his own voice pitched that low, that evil. "I imagine that he's causing you a lot of trouble right now. He was always so soft...so eager to try and 'fix' things."

"Shut up...I'm going to end this...I'm going to end you!"

He lunged forward with the staff, and Hatsu forced the magic through it...though not in the way that Teryx wanted.

Even as Magatsu leaped up and back, the fire was pathetically weak, nowhere near enough to actually hurt a dragon...but it did do enough to singe away most of his clothes. Magatsu landed with his robes mostly destroyed, leaving only a loincloth left in sight, his muscles shining in the light of the torches.

"Heh...you want a show, do you?" Magatsu whispered, flexing slightly as he walked forward again. "Hatsu, you little slut. You want me to fuck you again, don't you?"

Teryx could feel the other mind shivering, but also blushing. The fact that their slit was starting to get damp didn't help, either, and the paladin growled under his breath.

Come on. We need to fight him, not get turned on.

I can't help it. He looks...he looks hot like this.

That's excusable?!

I can't help it. He made...he made it feel good...

He's evil!

The blue dragon lunged for him, and Teryx barely got the staff up in time to keep them apart. Their arms locked as they pushed to keep Magatsu at arm's length, and the fake paladin smiled at them.

"I'm going to have so much fun showing you your place again. The whole town talked about us, you know, Hatsu," 'Teryx''s voice said. "They want us dead. But I don't think I want to kill you...not yet..."

Or ever, Hatsu thought. He can't kill me without killing himself.

Small comfort right now! Teryx growled back.

It wasn't helped by the fact that their opponent was hard as a rock. It was just barely poking out beneath the loincloth as they fought, but Teryx could see his body's dick rising up and throbbing, sticking up and begging to be sheathed somewhere. The fact that his other half wanted it sheathed right between their legs was really, really not helping.

With a desperate twist, Teryx spun the staff, and his old body spun with it, going into the pile of snow not too far away. The winged dragon panted hard, pulling the staff around to point the fiery end towards the fake paladin.

Of course, Magatsu only faked being fazed by it, standing up slowly, holding his arms out to the sides. It was an act for the townsfolk, as the three of them knew. The fight was as one-sided as one could imagine, and the humiliation that gave Teryx was beyond anything that he could describe. He had always been the mighty one, the powerful fighter. Now, he was a weak little thing, barely more effective than a kobold.

"You won't hurt anyone in this village!" the fake paladin shouted at the top of his lungs.

"I don't want to hurt them," Teryx panted softly, feeling the tiredness already building up in their shared body. "I just want to hurt you..."

"...Not as much as I want to hurt you," the fake paladin whispered for his ears alone.

With a suddenness that defied understanding, Magatsu rushed them. Teryx blinked, the staff rising too slow to avoid the sudden tackle that came after. They tumbled backwards, rolling through the snow. The staff was thrown off to the side, and they kept pressing together. Sometimes, the loincloth was in the way. Others...

Hatsu gasped in the back of their head every time that he felt Teryx's actual cock pressing against them, whether it was as low as their thighs or as high as their crotch. Sometimes, that shaft would be on the verge of sliding into them, almost ready to fuck them, and other times, it was merely threatening further down.

The continuous rise of arousal from the mage in the back of his head was not making fighting this thing any easier, and he grunted every time that he hit the ground, rolled and slammed into the earth. It was hard and packed beneath the ice, and it made it harder and harder to keep getting up to fight. Slam, slam, slam, each time losing a bit of air, each time losing a bit more of the fight.

Finally, with one last thump, he was pinned. His arms were pulled over his head, his legs kicked apart, and the full weight of the fake paladin laid on top of him.

The full weight, and the full length.

"Stay back!" Magatsu called out. "He's not caught yet..."

It was a lie. Teryx and Hatsu were caught, but more likely, Magatsu didn't want anyone else to see what else was happening. That the fake paladin was hard as a rock. That he was stiff and dripping.

That he was on the verge of fucking the 'monster' that he had caught.

Magatsu leaned in, chuckling in a voice too sinister to ever be Teryx's, but sounding just like him regardless.

"It really is a pity that you keep fighting...but that's what makes it fun, isn't it, Hatsu?"

"He's in the back...you're talking to me..."

"Oh, but he hears me."

"..."

"I can feel him...so close now, I can feel him squirming, blushing, shivering at the idea of me just taking you again..."

Teryx could feel Hatsu shivering in the back of their mind, knew that the little mage slut was tempted to come forward. The dragon wanted, so badly, to be put into his place again despite his better interests. He growled, pushing Hatsu's mind back from the driver's seat, not wanting to risk being put down further.

"He knows what he is. Weak. Soft. A slut that needs to be put into his place more often than not."

"Then why did you leave him behind? You hate him."

"Sometimes, the best fucks are hate-fucks."

Magatsu chuckled, his hips lowering, and the first soft 'squish' that came from that shaft sliding into him filled his ears. It was too quiet a sound to spread through the courtyard, but he could feel the thickness pressing his genital slit open, feel the way that it was slowly sliding in and pressing right against Hatsu's cock.

Mmmph...fuck...so...

Don't you dare!

Sorry...trying...

But he could tell that Hatsu wasn't trying that hard. The mage had been broken under Magatsu when they had first switched places, and the winged dragon had never entirely recovered from it. He wanted to feel it again, wanted to be pinned and used and...and filled with the other male's cock.

And Teryx could feel why, almost. The pain and humiliation of having his slit filled was countered by a strange pleasure that came from taking a cock in there. It left him biting his lips, gnashing his teeth, twisting his head away in shame as he felt the pleasure that came from being penetrated.

Nnngh...

Don't give in!

"Hatsu already wants it, doesn't he? He doesn't want me to pull out...he wants me to fuck him, to use him, to remind him of how weak and pitiful he is. What a joke of a dragon, the little thing..."

"Mmmph...fight...fairly..."

"You think that there is any fair fight between one like you and one like me? There is nothing that you can do that I can't...my spells still work in your body, though less well than in that one...but well enough, as you saw."

The speed. It must have been one of Magatsu's spells, something that rushed him across the courtyard too fast to be countered. No wonder he had been as quick as he was, no wonder he had blurred like that.

A slight shift, and the full weight of the fake paladin's dick pressed against his own, squashing it into the slit and forcing it to stay down, forcing it to stay soft and weak and limp. Yet, at the same time, the slow grind, the slow penetration, was enough to leave him and Hatsu dripping in there.

Stop making me feel this! Teryx growled.

I'm not! You're front!

Doesn't matter. Stop enjoying it!

You stop enjoying it!

"Mmm, I've almost forgotten how delicious it is to torment this body. For all that the locals were happy to welcome me back, and so very keen to help me forget my 'sorrow,' they are nothing...nothing...compared to you, Hatsu..."

Magatsu chuckled, licking the side of the dragon's face before spasming slightly. Teryx felt the other dragon's load pouring into their slit, cumming from pure hateful pleasure and spite. There was no holding that back, no denying what had just happened...

And it meant that Magatsu could stand up and put his loincloth back on without anyone being the wiser of what had just happened. The fake paladin did just that, leaving Teryx and Hatsu panting in the snow.

"Seize them and bind them. They will be taught the error of their ways."

The End