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The old forest canopy is dense, preventing the harsh sunlight above from reaching below and creating a dry, shaded area to walk through. There are ferns, mossy fallen logs, and the occasional shrub, but for the most part it's leaf padded dirt underfoot. It's pleasant, a far cry from the treacherous jobs I've taken before. Dressed in a leather and metal plate uniform that more resembles armor more than clothing, I am roughly 200 centimeters tall with long light gold fur, green eyes, and feline visage with big, perked ears and a short whiskered, button nosed muzzle. A few longer whiskers hang from my brow, about the closest approximation I have to eyebrows, and my long hair is tied back in braids.

My fingers are long and clawed, as well as my pawed feet, and my legs are digitigrade with a lengthy tail swaying behind me as I walk. I carry a rucksack as well as a large satchel. Following a map, I exit the forest and come to a clearing next to the mountain. As marked, up higher on the cliff is a den entrance. The grassy soil is more than easy enough to climb with my experience, and I make it up in minutes. Brushing the dirt off my bare feet as to not make a mess, I step inside the cool confines of the cave, once more out of the sweltering sun.

"Hello?" I call down the tunnel.

"Haethir!" A deep voice barks from behind me.

"That's me, yes. How did y - ah!" I cry out as a large scaly body crashes into me from behind, the invisible dragon appearing before I'm lifted and punted by their tail deeper into the den.

I roll as I hit the floor, recovering and darting aside out of harm from a burst of fire. The beast comes thundering down the passageway and I open a portal, narrowly disappear through it in time to evade their snapping jaws. I expect to drop out at well within the depths of the forest, but instead it's directly behind the dragon. They must have modified my spell because their tail slams into my stomach, knocking my breath away and throwing me to the floor.

"That trick will only work so many times, you thief!" He snarls, whirling around.

Unable to put up a fight as my chest refuses to take in breath, I am easily pinned and he draws a collar out of thin air, placing the metal band around my throat where it snaps closed and shrinks tight against my skin. Out of desperation, I try to use a burst of cold to defend myself, but the spell doesn't answer my call and I realize with no small amount of panic my magic is completely sealed.

Silver scaled with glowing, serpentine eyes, two furry ears, a dual set of curving horns, and a long snout full of wicked teeth, he's at least three times my size with a tail twice his body length and a pair of wings tucked neatly to his side.

"Why are y-"

"You know damn well, why!" He snarls, prompting me to keep my mouth firmly shut as those fangs are brought terrifyingly close to my face. "First things first, you're going to finished what you started!"

His claws rake across my armor, shredding it like cheap cloth and taking off the straps of my bags in the process. The claws dig slightly into my flesh in the process, creating light, bleeding wounds. I squeak as I feel hot blood stain my fur, picked up by the scruff and carried deeper into the cave.

"Ow, ow, ow!" I whine as I feel those sharp knives he might call claws sinking into my skin again as he walks.

"Mean to tell me you've gone soft? Some warrior," He snorts, tossing me onto a large circle of soft furs.

We're deep enough in the mountainside the area must be lit by small crystals affixed to the wall, the dragon advancing on my prone form.

"Wha-?" I begin to say as their large paw clamps over my snout.

"First and only warning," He growls, bringing his face close to mine. "No more talking. Got it?"

I gulp and nod.

"Good kitty," He says, stepping forward to bring his genital slit level with my head. "Now get to work. And watch the teeth or you'll feel mine instead."

Familiar with erotic intent, if not in this sort of situation, I know better than to disobey and bring my rough tongue to bear against the sensitive skin in long licks, coaxing the purple tip of his shaft from the depths. Sinking my muscular organ inside, I suck on the tip with it running along the underside of his length, bringing it to harden and gradually slip inside my muzzle.

The dragon lets out a rolling purr. "Yes, just like that. Don't pull back now."

With his tail against my back, I'm held in place as he thrusts his hips forward. Forced to take his entire dick, it's already touching the back of my throat as it continues to slide out. I let out a small moan as I feel it slip past my tonsils and into the esophagus, intensely hot and throbbing. I can feel the plates along the shaft with my tongue, the spiky glans grinding inside against my flesh. It's not until half my throat is bulged outwards that I come to rest against a large knot.

I whimper for air, the dragon letting out an annoyed sigh before pulling out just enough to give me a moment to gulp in several breaths. There's no warning as he crams it back in suddenly, popping the knot past my lips as and into my muzzle. I feel a spurt of pre paint the walls of my throat as he lets out a satisfied sigh.

"You gagged so much I had to show you how it's done last time. Now you don't at all? What changed?" He taunts. "Well, are you going to hang there all day or worship that dick?"

Popping his knot out, I begin to forcefully pump my mouth along draconic mast, breathing in his scent all the while. I place my hands against his sides for support as I spear his meat into my throat once again, bobbing along it and making a glk sound as he begins to thrust again, this time in a slow tempo that quickly grows in speed. I snatch breathes when I can, my previous experience making this easy enough now that I know what to expect. His knot begins to batter against my lips, and I take a deep breath before it's smashed into my muzzle and popped forcibly inside.

I feel his urethra bloat with cum along my tongue as it travels down his length and fires directly into my stomach. The first shot is an intense heat that spreads through my torso as it travels downwards, the second beginning to slowly swell my belly as he pops the knot free.

"Don't waste a drop," He orders, purring heavily as he pulls partially out to bring his tip to rest inside my mouth.

It surges with another wave of cum as he continues to thrust into my maw, the big guy panting in pleasure. His seed is spicy with an oddly sweet but pleasant taste, making it easy to gulp down at first as I pump his free length and squeeze the knot. He groans in intense pleasure, and I realize my mistake in doing so as the volume of cream practically triples. Rock hard myself but scared to disappoint, I try to push hip glans back into my throat to contain all of it, but he just pulls me off with a paw, snickering and watching as I desperately gulp down his load.

Thankfully, he quickly gives into his pleasure and forces my nose down again to rest snuggly against the soft scales of his belly as he fully sheathes his draconic sword. Exhausted, I let myself hang from his dragonhood as it twitches and spurts inside like a living condom. It flows back up and spurts out of my nose and mouth in heavy gushes, splashing against his thighs, the floor, and running down my jaws and throat in heavy rivulets.

The flow inside me eventually runs dry before he puts a hindpaw against my shoulder and, with a quick push, pops me off his length. I gulp down what's left in my throat and let out a harsh cough that clears my sinuses, taking a deep breath as I fall on all fours. Yelping as he suddenly grabs me, he rolls onto his back, and I find myself laid out flat on his belly with a dick tapping against my brow.

"I'm not done with you just yet. Clean up your mess now," He chuckles.

I let out a small, affirmative noise and gingerly lap at his length, lingering on the glans and sucking his tip clean before moving down the shaft. After reaching the base, I crawl forward and dutifully clean his thighs, legs, and paws free of his dripped cum.

"Nicely done," He affirms.

Pulled back by my tail, he pushes his snout between my legs, and I yip as a giant, wet tongue runs along my tailhole, the only warning before it forces its way inside. Any resistance in my hole is futile as it works its way inside with a persistent, wiggling motion. Not allowed to talk, I instead whine and cry as it stretches me wide and way past my limit.

He snickers in amusement at first, but quickly becomes frustrated before huffing and casting a spell. I'm not sure what it did at first, but soon his shaft shrinks before my eyes as my body grows in size, his load inside me shifting and readjusting in my belly as it expands to have more room. He continues slurping my tailhole, and it soon becomes manageable, then pleasurable. I let out an involuntary purr as he thumbs my sack, rolling an orb between two of his big fingers. The treatment doesn't last long, and several moments later he pulls his tongue free.

"There. Don't say I'm not magnanimous, even though I have every right to split you in half. Now then, do I have to spell out what I want you or can you figure that much out?"

Rising up I move forward to rest against his thighs and lift myself up, his tapered tip pressing into my prepped hole.

"Not like that," He purrs. "Turn around."

I stop and do as I told, sitting on his belly with his shaft pressing between my cheeks instead, facing him.

"Look me in the eyes while you bury my dragonhood in your ass, kitty."

I feel more heat go to my face than I care to admit, and the scaly bastard knows it as I align his shaft. Leaning back while remaining eye contact, I fiercely resist the urge to hide my face. His tip pierces my hole and slicky pushes inside. Each plate on his spire marks another 5 centimeters pushed inside until I reach the fifth out of eight, biting my lip and letting out a low, pleading meow.

"All of it kitty. Take all of it. Or I'll put it in myself."

I nod and grind my hips, slowly but surely forcing myself little by little until, finally, I'm resting against his knot. Every muscle in my body is taut at the intense filling, a bulge pushing outward from my flat belly.

He strokes my jaw, leaning close to my face. "Now start bouncing."

With a trembling chirp, I raise myself up and let my weight carry me back down half of the large fit, shuddering out a breath before doing so again and starting a slow tempo. He every so slightly thrusts up into me with each descent, pushing it a little further each time.

"Harder," He grins wolfishly, enjoying watching me struggle.

I try, but he's just too big with too little places to grasp and he seems to understand, leaning his head on an arm as his tail wraps around my waist.

"Ah, crumps..." I sigh, knowing what's about to happen.

His gaze sharpens as he slams me down against the knot, forcing a gasp from my lungs as my body betrays me and starts to purr.

"No tal-! ...king. You enjoy this, don't you? Have you no pride?"

I think more a moment and then shake my head.

He blinks and then let's out a small guffaw with a burst of flame that heats the air above us. "Is that right? At least you're honest. Rfff~ And you know how to take dick!"

Bobbing on his shaft without being bidden to continue, his tail gives the extra force needed to slam me down further. It's too much at first, and it's both shameful and incredibly arousing to be forced to gaze into his eyes while he slides his dick into me, pouring pre inside and only lubricating it for more forceful insertions. He forces me to go faster and faster, thrusting up into each fall of my hips against his crotch.

His shaft pushes past and rubs against my prostate, milking pre from my kitty cock in a steady stream that smears messily against his belly. His knot presses threateningly against my tailhole and he pulls me closer into his arms, laying licks across my muzzle and face before locking his snout over my mouth in a deep kiss. Try as I might, I melt in his arms as his claws drag across my back, leaving light wounds in their wake.

"Such a good pet," He growls, nipping my ear. "I'm breeding your hole and you can only mewl and chirp. Do you like my draconic shaft that much? Heh-heh-heh... I'm going to force it all inside you. That knot is going in, one way or another, kitty."

I become increasingly flustered under his gaze, my shaft grinding against the scales of his abdomen as he pounds my willing hole. His humps become more forceful and loose coordination, and with a groan he slams the knot against my hole. Then again and again, battering down resistance until, with a triumphant roar, he hilts inside me.

"Guh... naaahmrrfff," I shudder as his cum pours inside of me in a heavy wave, his pulsing knot grinding against my prostate as he continues to breed me hole even now.

I paint both our chests and stomachs white as his seed pumps into my belly in huge gushes, trapped by the knot and forced deep inside to untouched places and claiming them as his own.

"Gonna... put... an. Egg. In. You!" He hisses as steam billows from his nostrils, emphasizing each word with a thrust as my belly begins to swell again with his load. "You put me into this rut. Now you reap what you sow, cat!"

I gradually break down into a shudder wreck, held down and forced to take the dominant male's seed with his breeding tool firmly lodged inside me. I can feel it pulse and churn, surging with semen seemingly to no end. Grabbed and set on all fours, he stands up fully and his tail wraps tightly around my chest, pinning me against the floor as he forces his knot down and then rams it back in, knotfucking me as he is brought snarling into a second climax. A fresh well of cum bursts forth from his dick, pouring out of me without his knot stuck to act as a vanguard against the flow. He breeds my hole, filling and dumping his seed into me with no regard as his rut takes over.

My belly begins to swell and inflate like there truly is an egg inside me, my battered and abused prostate forcing me to cum again and again and leaving me moaning and wishing I had been given a name to scream as my seed mixes with his on the floor. My shaking legs finally give out and he lashes me to his torso in a bellymount with that incredible tail and keeps going without pause. Darkness grows at the edge of my vision as my nerves can't take anymore and, with another eruption of semen felt flooding into me, I slip into unconsciousness.

I wake up lying on his stomach. My entire rump is intensely sore, the dragon's eyes opening shortly after mine.

"Now there's the matter of what you stole from me, Haethir," He rumbles.

His tone isn't quite angry but brooks no argument either.

"Haethir the second or first?" I ask.

"What?"

"Are you looking for Haethir I or Haethir II?"

"What do you mean?"

"There's Haethir I, the mage, saboteur, thief, what have you. Then there's his son, Haethir II the courier; that's me."

I'm not quite certain if dragons can blanch, but his irises suffuse with light so brightly they lose depth, and his breath catches in his throat as he finally realizes he has the wrong person.

"Oh. Oh dear... you're his son?"

"This isn't the first time I've been mistaken for him and attacked. Though, it is the first time I was railed for it."

"I... cannot even begin to apologize."

"Don't. That was amazing!"

"... Come again?"

"So, er..." I begin to say. "I enjoy dominant male. And. Um. You pressed every right button. Maybe a bit... alright, a lot too hard. But... I liked it."

"That certainly explains why you're so much better than your father."

"Ehh... please don't talk to me about how you banged him when your seed is still warm inside me."

"Right, right. Sorry."

"What did he do?"

"Lured me into bed, used a spell instead to force me asleep while I was caught off guard, and left with an artifact in hand very important to me."

"If I tell you where he hides his stash... can we get a drink some time?"

"My dear kitten, I will give you whatever your heart desires~"

"O-oh?" I say as his eyes bore into mine and lavishes a lick across my jaw.

"But even without getting it back, I would still want to get to know you, if I may."

"Y-yeah. About that."

"Hmm?"

"I was delivering a package. Maybe it's related?"

"Right, you mentioned being a courier!" He nods, pulling my satchel from a small portal and flipping it open.

With surprising dexterity, he pulls out the box within and cuts it open with one swipe of a claw. Using a finger, he gingerly pulls out a long, heavy platinum chain set with a multitude of sapphires, practically radiating magic power. How I didn't sense that inside the box proves it was made from more than just paper. With a flick of his claw, it flies up and wraps around his horns of his own accord. It proves to be a rather handsome ornament.

"Was that it?" I ask.

"Y-yes," He admits, embarrassed.

He checks the bottom of the box and pulls out a note, scanning the contents before setting it alight with a puff of flame.

"Let me guess, my mother sent it back?"

"It wasn't signed. But it did ask me to burn the note."

"Sounds like my mother. She's spiting him even to this day."

"Hmm. I am pleased by this information."

"So..."

"So...?"

"Can I get some cuddles, big guy?"

"R-really?"

"Just be gentle, yeah? I'm quite bruised, you know."

He cocks his head and peers at me from one angle and then another. Multiple emotions seem to be going through his eyes until finally settling onto a soft gaze.

"Alright, Haethir the Dragon Rider," He says.

Rolling into his side, he tucks me close against his chest and lays a wing over my body like I'm a personal treasure to protect. Claws gently scratch behind my ears and neck, and a cool touch of his tail glides across my body with a magic that evaporates my aches and pains.

"By the way, I will something to compensate for the shredded armor and gear," I murmur. "But I'll report it was just a misunderstanding of identity with my father and leave it at that."

"Of course."

"Oh. Heh. Almost forgot. What's your name?" I question, just realizing I don't know it.

"Ah. Yes, I suppose that's important. Aerx. Call me Aerx."

"Friends call me Thiri."

"Am I your friend?"

"You pinned down and bred me like a bitch in heat. We are past the point of friends."

"I see," He says, pleased. "Let me take care of the strain I caused you."

"Please, strain me again soon."

He lets out a small, horny growl next to my head.

"If that is what you desire..." He promises.