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The Depravity of Dragons

Part 8

For TeryxC and Katsuka

By Draconicon

Waiting for the potion to be brewed was a new experience for the former paladin. Teryx knew that there was nothing that he could do but meditate and wait, and preferably, as far away from Hatsu as he could, lest the sight of the other dragon awaken Magatsu again. It was a surprisingly helpless feeling, one that he didn't like and wanted to get away from as fast as possible. Feeling incapable was...well, it wasn't something he was used to. He had been a paladin, and that meant being able to fight evil. Now, it was just hoping that evil didn't wake up.

Kneeling in the shrine, he tried to keep his focus off of Magatsu and more on himself. He kept his head down, his eyes on the idol in the shrine, and he did his best not to think about how good it had felt to pummel Hatsu's hole.

The blue dragon grumbled to himself, shaking his head as he tried to keep his thoughts anywhere but the sexual gutter that they kept wanting to return to. It was true that he'd fucked the slut, but he had managed not to finish. His balls still ached, still churned, but...

I managed to not give into temptation, this time...

And that was all that he could say. He had felt it, and he had almost given in, but he hadn't this time. Hatsu's body, tempting as it was, hadn't been enough to keep him balls deep, hadn't been enough to tempt him over the edge.

Yet, he wasn't going to lie to himself and say that he could do that every time.

He shivered as he stared at the idol, the mental image of the dragon's ass super-imposing itself over reality, the roundness of it, the softness that he remembered from the rut making itself known again. He didn't know if it was real memory or faked, but he could feel the arousal that ran through him from just seeing it again. The thought of going back out there, of slamming his cock into that fuck-slut, of getting off while Hatsu made the potion...

It would make me less than a paladin, and I need to be as good as the best paladin to handle this...

There was no more need to hunt Magatsu. They merely needed a way to control him until they could find a way to expunge the evil creature. Hatsu could do that, he knew. They had been under control for a while before he tracked them down in the dungeon. If they could do that for him...

If he could make sure to keep to that...

If temptation didn't become too powerful...

There was another push, another memory, of how that hole had been so eager to accept him. It hadn't been rape, nor had it been anything but a bit of rough sex...and if it had been something that he allowed himself...

Stupid paladin oaths...

Teryx caught himself with that thought, sitting up straight. He slapped the side of his head several times, taking a deep breath.

"No. This is not the time to question them. This is not the time to think about...other lifestyles. This is the time to make yourself better. This is the time where you need to be better."

That was the truth, too. Magatsu would feed off of any doubt that he had in himself, and would make the temptation to succumb to the pleasure of the flesh that much stronger next time. Every time that Teryx managed to resist, he could imagine the dark spirit finding a way to prey on a different weakness. This time, it had been weak, blunt, something to smash him in the face with pleasure, but next time?

Next time, he might see it in a different way. Next time, it would be targeted at the sort of need that he felt.

And he did feel needs, no matter how much he denied it to himself.

The blue dragon was just starting to bow over the idol again, trying to pull at the light of meditation and calmness, when there was a knock at the entrance to the shrine. He paused, looking over his shoulder.

Hatsu was there, holding a vial in his hand. It bubbled and frothed, still, but it was contained well enough. The mage held it out.

"This is the best I can offer."

"What is it?" Teryx asked as he took it.

"A potion of suppression. You drink it when Magatsu is starting to rise. Don't just take it now; if you do that, it barely does anything. The stronger that he is, the more effect it has when you drink it."

"...So, for greatest effect..."

"You have to wait until he's about to take over."

Groaning under his breath, he looked down at the vial. He doubted that it was going to be that simple going forward, but he had to try, he supposed. He nodded at Hatsu, tucking the vial down against his waist, sliding it between him and his belt.

"Anything else I should know?"

"Um..."

The amulet that the other dragon wore glowed slightly, and Hatsu groaned under his breath. Obviously, the geas was still on his side.

"Mmmph...you want to be careful at night. Magatsu loves to come out in dreams, and push his way forward while tormenting you there. If he can, he'll try and take over when you're not paying attention like that."

"Does that mean I can't sleep?"

"No...it just means that you'll want to wake up if he starts sliding into your dreams."

"Does he do that?"

"He did."

"...How bad?" Teryx asked.

"Um, well, it wasn't bad for me..."

The former paladin slapped a hand over his face. That meant that it was probably a hyper-sexual dream, and that meant that it would probably drive him up the wall, at best. He sighed, rubbing his face a few times.

"I think I can handle that, then. I'll pray for a little while longer, and then we'll make camp for the night. A good night's rest will probably do us both a world of good."

"And then?"

"Tomorrow, we set off for the great temple. If there's anyone that can expel Magatsu from me, they'll be there."

"...And then?"

Teryx shrugged. What happened next would be in the hands of the priests, not him, but he imagined that Magatsu would be contained, and then they would attempt to rehabilitate him, and when that failed...well, there were places to excommunicate evil spirits to. That would be the end result if there was a kindly priest overseeing it. If the priest wasn't feeling so merciful, however...

Well, the Soul Shredders were a thing.

He turned back to the idol, leaning his head forward and pressing his hands together once more. Hatsu pushed at him from behind, obviously wanting more of an answer, but Teryx didn't let himself be distracted. For now, he needed to focus on pushing Magatsu down as far as he could. The last thing that he needed was for his night of rest to be disrupted when he was already exhausted from fighting the dark spirit.

Eventually, the mage left the shrine, bunking down outside. Teryx felt bad that he couldn't do much for the poor guy, but at this point, he was barely able to do what he could for himself.

There were priorities here, and his own safety had to be one of them now. Magatsu was dangerous enough as it was, and having someone that worshiped him like some sexual deity as a companion did not make him feel confident in saving himself.

But now, at least, he had a tool. If he could use that properly, and if Hatsu could keep brewing it up, then they had a chance to get to the great temple and get rid of this problem. Putting Magatsu behind him would be the first step towards becoming a paladin again. Teryx reached down, stroking the side of the vial, then closed his eyes and slumped forward. He meditated on the light until he drifted off to sleep, curled around the side of the idol.

"Well, well..."

He opened his eyes, and he found himself in the fog of a dream. It was a waking dream, too, one that he was familiar with from the dream-trances that paladins entered to either speak to a god or, more often, to fight a demon. Teryx slowly got to his feet, turning to face the voice.

It was a naked Magatsu. He looked almost like Hatsu did, slightly pear-shaped in appearance, but rather than the soft, bottom-y look that the mage had, this guy...this guy had something more menacing to him. It probably didn't help that his cock was able to come out of his slit, and that it waved around slowly like some snake waiting to strike. Nor did it help that this one leaned back over a throne of smoke and fire, smirking down at Teryx as he lounged about like some spirit of debauchery, hedonism, and evil.

The blue dragon felt the smoke at his feet curling and writhing like a nest of snakes, and knew that he was probably as naked as Magatsu was. He curled his hands into fists, taking a deep breath.

"This is a dream."

"Of course it is," Magatsu said, chuckling. "But it is not your dream."

"It has to be. I'm the one sleeping."

"Yes, but you're not in your head. You're in mine."

The sorcerer gestured, and the world changed.

Rather than smoke and darkness, they were standing in a temple, a temple that matched the chapel of the great temple exactly. Magatsu still sat on his throne, while Teryx stood, naked, in front of hundreds and hundreds of people. He stared out at them, half-expecting gasps of shock despite this being a dream, but...

But no. They looked at him differently. There was a bit of fear there, a bit of shock, a bit of awe, but most of all, there was red-faced arousal, blushing worship in their eyes, adoration that went beyond anything that a mortal would receive.

Magatsu rested a hand on his shoulder, and the other on his ass. Teryx growled.

"Get your hands off me."

"Heh, no."

"I said, get your hands off me!"

The blue dragon spun in place, swinging his fist up and out, but the blow passed right through the sorcerer. The smoke dragon reformed, chuckling as he became more solid-looking again, standing at the former paladin's other side.

"Come on. Do you really think you can hurt me in my dream?"

"Hmmph. I can try."

"You'll fail, and waste all your energy. So if you want it to be easier for me to take you, then please, go ahead. But if you want to hear what I have to say...then be quiet..."

Teryx didn't like the idea of listening to the orders of a demon, but he knew better than to fight when there was no chance of winning. There was being on the side of law and good, and then there was being on the side of stupid. He crossed his arms, doing his best to ignore his own nudity in front of the staring dream-crowd, and nodded.

"Much better," Magatsu said, chuckling. "Now, what do you think is going on here?"

"You're going to tempt me with something."

"That's right. And I'm pretty sure that I'm onto a winner this time, my brute."

"Grrrrr..."

"Ah ah."

Magatsu tapped him on the nose, and it took everything that Teryx had not to snap at that finger, to bite it off. The sorcerer pulled his hand back a second later, gesturing at the crowd.

"Now, what an adoring crowd this is. You'd never see this at a church, normally, but these men and women? They're all here for you. For what you could be. You've seen it, haven't you? The adoration, the admiration for your body? The way that Hatsu looks at you, the way that he needs you..."

"What's your point?"

"My point is...and you will be better served if you actually use your brain, my brute...is that you will have this. Or rather, I will have it through you."

"You'll never have me. Never again."

"Really?"

Magatsu pointed one finger upwards, and all of a sudden, Teryx's cock jumped with it. He grunted at the sudden feeling of pressure through his groin, his cock throbbing harder than he expected. It kept rising, throbbing, stiffening, getting so hard that it actually hurt. He slumped forward slightly, his cock pushing against his belly, oozing and leaking against it, begging for the attention that it knew that it would not get.

The sorcerer chuckled.

"That's what I thought. Your cock is mine now, Teryx. I've shown it what it can get, what it needs, what it has been denied for so long. Your libido is mine. I've shown it what it deserves, what it can have if it just lets go of all those silly paladin restrictions.

"And your body is strong. It is more than capable of handling all the dark powers that Hatsu's body never could. When I'm in charge again...and trust me...I will be...I will use it to take control properly. I will use your body to show other people their proper place, and I will use it to dominate the church, the public...everyone.

"And you, little innocent you, will be in the back of my head, watching as Hatsu slurps on your cock, as the paladins offer their asses to you for your pleasure, as your shaft is their new god. As I become the greatest man on the world, I will bring my power against the heavens, and you will be my vessel, my weapon, to strike them down and replace them."

"...You're mad."

"Quite possibly. But it is not impossible. And..."

Magatsu flicked his finger again, and Teryx grunted as his cock continued its perverted dance, wobbling up and down in response to the other dragon's finger.

"You're tempted."

"I am not."

"You want to be worshiped."

"Shut up."

"You want people to submit themselves to you. You want them to know how strong you are, how powerful you are, how sexy your body is."

"Shut up! I said, shut up!"

"Heh...why should I...when you're already about to fall..."

"..."

"I'm already in you, Teryx...and soon, you'll be in Hatsu."

The dream. The dream! Wake up!

Teryx gasped as he opened his eyes, and not just from the suddenness of coming out of the perverted dream. There was a soft sucking going on, a warmth around his cock that made him shiver from head to toe. His toes curled, and he realized that he'd rolled onto his back in the night. Or, rather, that he'd been rolled onto his back.

He lifted his head, shakily staring down at the mage between his legs. Hatsu's lips were bobbing up and down on his cock, needily sucking him off, and he felt a pulse of arousal every time that those scaly lips reached the base of his cock, and when they pulled back towards the tip.

Nnngh...ah...ah...

Yes. It won't be long now.

Magatsu. He was rising, and Teryx could feel one of his arms twitching, trying to move down to grab Hatsu by the horns and pull him down harder. The former paladin shook his head, forcing it down, fumbling with his other hand for the potion vial.

_Oh, you want me to slide down, again? You want me to leave you alone?

His fingers reached the vial, then froze. Magatsu fought him, the sorcerer forcing him to keep letting the blowjob go on, forcing him to look down at the eager, blissed-out face that Hatsu had on him. There was no denying the fact that the smaller dragon was falling in love with the blued dragon's thick cock, that he was getting into it in a way that few would have done with any other cock. He was slavering on it like it was his favorite treat, moaning merely from having it in his mouth.

And there was something to that devotion that sent a thrill down Teryx's spine.

We both know that you want to be worshiped.

This is wrong. He's broken.

Heh, HE is broken?

Teryx shivered again, for a different reason. He knew that he would never have entertained this temptation before Magatsu had taken his body, before he'd been part of Hatsu for so long. Something had rubbed off between them, he realized, and there was something to him that hadn't been there before. A hint of...of obedience..._

You don't have to fight me, Teryx. I'll give you that pleasure...that worship...all you have to do...

The fingers on the vial clenched a bit tighter, and it rose a bit further from his waist. Teryx knew that he had to drink it, needed to suppress Magatsu before it was too late, but he was no longer sure who was raising the vial.

Bob, suck, bob, suck went those lips on his cock, pulling it into that scaly mouth, making Hatsu into nothing more than a pleasure toy. He moaned again, shivering as those lips pressed down firmly on his groin.

Swallow, swallow. His tip was tickled in the back of Hatsu's throat, the little clenches and the varying tightness making him throb. His toes curled again, his balls churning.

Just let me be in charge, and more that Hatsu will worship you.

Teryx groaned, trying to shake his head, but his neck refused to work. He realized that Magatsu had spread all the way from his cock to his head, and he tried to lift his arm...and failed.

"I'm the one in charge, now."

Magatsu spoke using his lips, and Teryx realized that, in this moment of temptation, he had failed. He had been blinded by the need to be worshiped, to have this forbidden pleasure, and Magatsu had leaped forward before he could suppress the sorcerer. The evil one looked out through his eyes, and chuckled.

"Well, well. My old potion."

Yours?

"It's how I kept Hatsu suppressed in the dungeon. It doesn't suppress me, specifically; it suppresses whoever is not in charge."

...Oh no...

"Oh yes."

And with no further ado, Magatsu tilted the potion vial back, swallowing it all in one long gulp.

Teryx felt the pressure of the liquid flowing through his body, yes, but the biggest thing that he felt was the sudden warmth that surrounded his mind. It was like being drugged, being put to sleep by the clerics at the infirmary, slowly fading away from the world at large. He groaned, trying to keep thinking, trying to keep fighting, but the power of Magatsu was shoving him back to the rear of his skull once more.

He felt the mental chains being assembled, felt the shackles that wrapped around his wrists and ankles. They dragged him back, pinned him to the back of his head, leaving him barely able to see the world outside, barely able to feel it.

But he could feel the pleasure.

He moaned, a sound that only he and Magatsu could hear as he felt those lips running up and down his cock. There was no more control, no more ability to take charge of his body. All he could do was feel it moving around under someone else's control, someone else's will. His cock plunged deeper all of a sudden, and he moaned louder.

"Well, now, it looks like I have you all to myself again," Magatsu said through his mouth.

"Master..."

Hatsu's word was a stab in the darkness, something that hurt Teryx and left him gasping at the same time. His cock throbbed all the harder, imagining Hatsu saying something like that to him, acknowledging him as the better dragon. It only got better as he watched the other dragon suck along the side of his shaft, working down to the base before licking from the bottom to the top once more.

"Master...I'm glad...I'm glad it worked..."

"Heh, you could not resist me, slut." Magatsu made him smirk, the feeling so strange to his face. "You knew what you needed, and you helped me come out to give it to you."

"I tried. I wanted it to happen sooner, but...but..."

"The geas amulet. Yes, I saw that. But you won't have to worry about that anymore. I will turn that to my purposes."

"Master?"

"You will serve me. You will no longer be a slave. You will be a drone. A little, mindless drone that only listens to what the geas tells you."

Teryx knew that this was the beginning of the end. Whatever Magatsu wanted out of him and Hatsu, it would only lead to suffering for the rest of the world. Pleasurable...pleasurable suffering, but...

Pleasurable...

Teryx sunk deeper into the shadows of his own mind, letting himself fall further, further, and further still. His eyes rolled back in his head, and he let himself become nothing more than a passenger. The pleasure of a hand on his cock, of a pair of lips kissing along his balls and taint, of feeling the mastery of the sorcerer within pushing him forward: it was all enough to keep him calm. The potion kept him smothered, and there was no rebellion to be had.

He floated on pleasure, allowing himself to drift further, further, and further down, until there was no more awareness of the world outside.

Teryx woke again, chained still, and could see through the eyes of Magatsu. No, through his own eyes. It was his body, but...Magatsu...

The other dragon was the one in charge, and he could see a line of potion vials in his hand.

"Hello, Teryx," he heard his mouth say. "I wondered how long you'd stay out with that last dose. I imagine that you're wondering how long you're going to be free to see the world again."

...What do you...what are you going to do to me? Teryx asked.

"Do? Well, that depends on how subservient you are. I know how much you crave the pleasure. Shall I show you what you missed?"

Before he could answer, Teryx was attacked by his own memories. He saw himself slit-fucking Hatsu, saw himself lording it over a village, showing off his cock as spells that were not his own spread through the crowd, making them fall to their knees and worship him. He saw them throw off their old gods, worshiping the sorcerer-supreme that was the blue dragon and his cock. He saw them gasping as they throated him to give their prayers, and then saw them moaning as they debauched their old holy symbols, fouling them in seed and more.

He saw paladins come, only for them to be broken on Teryx's superior body, swords breaking on his scales, and the paladins themselves falling on their knees, their eyes wide and their spirits broken. Their minds followed, and he realized that they'd become Magatsu's bodyguards, naked and swollen with unholy strength.

They were making a march on the great temple, and this time, there was nothing that could be done to stop Magatsu's forward progress. He stared out of his own eyes, looking at the potions, feeling his mental dick rising up at the various visions that he was made to receive.

"Yes, I can feel you like that."

Why...why...

"Because I deserve it. Because I want it."

Hatsu?

"Oh, he's with me...and he's loving it."

Teryx had no control. All he could do was keep staring out of his eyes as Magatsu turned their head. Looking down and to the left, he was made to see Hatsu, the other dragon...the other dragon almost unrecognizable.

He had been coated in some sort of strange black ooze, something that pulsed around his body with obvious magical life. His hips looked bigger, his muscles smaller, and his eyes? His eyes were blank, almost like he had been completely zonked out of his own head, as if he had next to no mind left of his own.

What did you do to him?!

"I merely made him what he wished to be. My drone. My slave. My toy."

Teryx saw his hand petting the other dragon along the cheek, pulling him close. Lips opened, and he watched as a tongue slipped out over their cock -

Mmmph...

Now that he wasn't completely submerged by the potion, Teryx could feel every bit of the pleasure that they were getting, that skilled tongue working up and down their shaft, milking it, teasing it. He huffed and puffed, closing his eyes tightly as he fought against the pure pleasure that was gradually stripping his thoughts from him.

"Don't bother trying to hide, Teryx. This is going to happen all the time. You already have a harem, now, a harem of eager little sluts that Hatsu has to prove himself against all the time. Don't you, whore?"

Hatsu moaned, nodding before going back to the blowjob.

"You can see that he's far happier now, though. He wanted this...and as much as I prefer torturing him, he's earned it."

This is wrong.

"Your cock still says you love it."

Teryx's response was choked off by a sudden deepthroat, his eyes rolling back in his mental prison. He shivered, wanting to thrust, but his body was no longer under his control. He couldn't dominate another the way that he wanted. He couldn't lash out, couldn't push Hatsu away, couldn't take what he wanted.

"No, you can't. You wasted your opportunity. And now, I can do what I want, and you can only watch."

Grunting as he felt the constant sucking, he felt Magatsu use his arms to hold Hatsu down, keeping the deepthroat going. They were stuck together, forcing Teryx to try and think through the utter pleasure of a gagging throat around his cock.

It wasn't easy.

"Now, I was going to tell you something. Remember?"

Mmmph...

"You asked what I was going to do to you."

Nnngh...y-yes...

"That depends on how much you're willing to do what you're told. If you're a good boy, I might let you stay where you are. I might let you savor the feeling of pretending that you're the one dominating all these people. You get the pleasure, but I am the one doing it. No more paladin worries. No more responsibilities to help people. Just me, rutting, fucking, using them the way that they were meant to be used...and you get all the pleasure from seeing people submit to you that way."

The idea was more tempting than it had any right to be, and Teryx wanted to slap himself for even considering it. Yet, as Hatsu continued to choke, gagging, gasping on his cock, there was a feeling of rightness about that. The problems that the little mage had caused him, the way that he had been so eager to serve...well, why shouldn't he be choking now? Why shouldn't he be learning a lesson about what it meant to actually serve?

Magatsu chuckled, and Hatsu was finally released. Teryx gasped, his fingers curling into fists in his mental prison.

"I knew that'd get to you."

You...you...

"Of course, if you ever start showing a bit of initiative? If you try and take this body back? All it takes is one little potion to shut you up."

The vial came into view again, full of the same potion that had doomed him...who knew how long ago.

"You remember how that felt, don't you? The utter oblivion? The nothingness? The fact that you couldn't feel, couldn't think, could only float? That will be the rest of your existence if you try and fight me.

"I am not an unreasonable master, if you're willing to be obedient. You could live a decent life of pleasure, if you are willing to work with me. If not...well, I can find out what information I need from the other paladins, and from the depths of your memory, if you'd prefer to be left in the back of your own head for the rest of your natural life."

It was a horrible proposition. Either he gave in and allowed Magatsu to use his body - guiltily allowing himself to give in to that pleasure - or he demanded to be let loose, fought for it, and be sentenced to a life of oblivion. It was the ultimate in bad choices, and he would have whimpered if he had his own mouth to do it.

Even holding back and waiting for an opportunity to strike was all but hopeless. He was fighting a great master of magic right now, and that meant that he was dealing with someone that knew the rules of this sort of fight better than he did. Worse, Hatsu was no longer an ally, if, indeed, he ever had been. The mage had been brought down low, turned into a sexual drone, and he didn't show any signs of wanting to escape that.

He was allowed to look at Hatsu again. The pulsing black 'suit' that he wore ran from his neck to his toes, covering everything but his face. The black goo pulled in around the dragon's slit, pulling into it and covering his cock yet further, making it almost look like a woman's slit. He shivered as he watched the slow distension of liquid from it, watching as it was pumped away by the garment, watched as little probing motions moved slowly in and out of that slit.

Whatever Hatsu had been, he had been turned into a brainwashed, lust-focused drone...and Teryx knew that it could easily happen to him, too, if he tried to get free and failed.

And he had no idea how much privacy his own thoughts had. Even now, Magatsu might be looking through all of them, taking stock for when the inevitable revolution came. Teryx might not even have the hidden places of his mind left, where he could keep secrets that he didn't speak.

The vial spun in his view, and Magatsu spoke with their mouth once more.

"So, Teryx, what's it going to be? Oblivion by potion, or bliss by pleasure?"

The dragon groaned. He wasn't even sure if there was a difference anymore, nor did he know which to take. He either compromised everything for the sake of a growing desire, or he stayed true to his principles and sacrificed himself for something that would do no good and nobody would ever know about.

What could he do? He'd been beaten.

The End