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"Morning. You've got an admirer." The stablemaster jingled a leather pouch full of coins and flipped a silver scale into Hector's hands. "He visited me personally to sing your praises. I believe he called you the 'best Groom' and nearly demanded that I keep you on staff. I'm not sure what you've done, but good job, kid. Keep it up."

"Thank you, sir. I am so happy to be here. I'm glad that I'm living up to expectations." Tucking the scale into his pocket and walking over to his assigned chest to strip off his clothing, he smiled, fondly remembering his night spent dominating Ignis's rump and coating nearly every inch of him in sticky satisfaction. "Am I working in the same room as yesterday?" He asked once his body lay bare, stretching and locking his chest after he placed his belongings within.

"No. We're cleaning up your drake's mess right now. Instead, you'll be spending the day with a new, shall we say, important client." Consulting his scroll, the older man stepped from behind his counter, his manhood swinging from side to side beneath a hairy belly. "Second floor, third door on your right. I've placed everything you need in the room, and your client should already be resting. Show him the same hospitality, and I'll give you your pick of clients from now on."

"Yes, sir! I would never willingly let a client down!" Bowing gratefully and hugging the stablemaster, Hector pressed a kiss to a stubbly cheek without a care for the press of their manhoods against each other. "Thank you for teaching me so well. Without your training, I wouldn't be here." Without waiting for the blushing man's answer, he sauntered off, rushing up the stairs and heading for his client. It wouldn't do to keep a dragon waiting.

"Ah, there you are. This place doesn't make me wait nearly as long as other dragon stables. Let's hope you haven't sacrificed quality for punctuality." Turning his head and wincing as his neck cracked, a handsome scaled face scanned Hector's body with an approving grin. "At least the view is pleasant enough. Are you as soft as you look, boy?"

"Yes, sir. I bathe in only the finest soaps and slather myself in softening creams every night. You won't find a single rough spot on my body." Hector moved to the dragon's side, his eyes following well-developed muscles and lingering on flaccid, dangling manhood above sagged, relaxed balls.

"Well, it certainly shows." Stretching with stiffness in his limbs, the dragon tried to get comfortable in his downy bed, his scales the color of rubies. Unlike most dragons, he was the rare sort that looked remarkably similar to humans, though his muscular form was at least 7 feet tall. Majestic black horns jutted from his head, curving backward like a ram's, and a pair of strikingly blue eyes followed Hector's every move. He even had ebony nipples, where most dragons didn't, puffy and proud on muscular pecs.

"Are you in pain, sir? I might be able to help." Concern knitting his brow, Hector hurried over, his fingers tracing the dragon's jaw and cupping masculine features. "Anything you need from me, I will willingly give."

"Don't worry, sweet thing. I've just overworked myself. Blacksmithing is a demanding mistress, and this old body can't always keep up. Two hundred years of work wears on you. Usually, a soft pair of hands and a sheen of oil perks me up. Works all the knots out and leaves me right as rain." Pointing one calloused finger at a nearby table, he indicated a bottle.

"It would be my pleasure to help you, sir." Grabbing the bottle, Hector returned to the dragon's side, uncorking it and drizzling a small dollop onto his hand. Stopping to look over the dragon, he recalled the stiffness in his neck, bringing his glistening hands down to rub over the coiled muscle and working his fingers into knots with a patient, slow circle.

"Mmmnngh. You are an angel." Nearly moaning, the dragon clenched his fingers into the bed, his claws ripping the fabric a little. His eyes drifted half-closed, his head rolling from side to side with growing ease until he reached out with difficulty, turning his head and pressing a gentlemanly kiss to the sensitive flesh of Hector's wrist. "I'm Azes. Such a talented display of compassion deserves a proper introduction."

"Hector, sir. There's no need to thank me. Your body is exquisite, and touching you is a reward." Taking Azes's arm in a loving cradle, Hector returned the kiss, pressing his lips to a calloused palm as his fingers worked over hulking biceps, fingertips sinking deep to release fatigue's hold on Azes. "Such beautiful muscles deserve care." Taking one meaty paw in his hand, he slipped his fingers in the space between Azes's, oiling his callouses without a qualm.

"Lips as sweet as honey and skin as soft as silk. Aren't you a treasure?" Released from his pain, Azes used his newfound flexibility to reach behind Hector, cupping his ass and sliding the tips of blunted claws over his hole. "Once you've done my other arm, how about you seat yourself while you work my chest? Such a precious jewel deserves polishing." Licking his lips, he showed a dextrous, slippery oral appendage, leaving no doubt about his intentions.

Nuzzling his cheek against Azes's other hand, Hector returned his affection, stroking the dragon's arm suggestively. "Perhaps you're not as old as you profess to be, sir. I see nothing but a young, virile man bursting with potential." Bringing Azes's fingers to his lips, he took one calloused finger into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the tip and suckling gently.

Growling greedily at the tease, the blacksmith seized Hector's waist, popping his finger free from Hector's mouth and perching him on his face, the hot wash of his breath tickling the human's hole. Paws on Hector's waist, he lolled his tongue out, piercing through the welcoming silk of Hector's hole and swirling over clenching depths.

"Gods, sir. Such a silver tongue!" Hector shivered as he kneeled on either side of the dragon's face, coaxed by a greedy grip to sit his weight on the dragon's maw. Remembering his duty, he shakily drizzled oil over the dragon's pecs, his thumbs circling Azes's nipples as his cock grew between them, throbbing in time with deep, slurping licks.

"Sir, please. You'll never be able to move without pain if you don't allow me to help you." Lightly chastising the hungrily licking dragon, Hector wiggled his hips, extricating himself from groping paws and perching on Azes's chest. Displaying himself for the dragon's hungry gaze, he clenched his slippery hole, grinding his cock between slippery pecs before slipping off to kneel on the bed beside him. "After your massage, I'll gladly fulfill any desire you might have. After all, I'm yours for the night."

"What a cruel young man, teasing me so." With a feigned pout and a lick of his lips, Azes cupped Hector's ass in one squeezing paw, his half-hard cock twitching. "Were I a few decades younger, you'd be fucked open, begging for more, and swollen with my clutch."

"Oh, sir. You're selling yourself short. There's plenty of ravenous energy still in these beautiful muscles." Swirling his fingers over the blacksmith's abs, Hector leaned in, pressing a kiss to Azes's navel and dipping his tongue in to tease the sensitive flesh. "You just need help to bring out that beast inside." Guiding one heavy leg over his shoulder, Hector leaned in, stretching the dragon's muscles and trailing his lips over meaty thighs. Bringing his knee nearly to his chest, he let his cock graze the underside of Aze's balls.

"Well, I'll admit you are quite- nngh- talented with your fingers. Perhaps you're right." Leaning his head back, the dragon groaned, his toes curling with the relief of a well-stretched muscle. As Hector repeated the process, the dragon openly stroked himself, coaxing his member to a deliciously hooded, dripping erection with a pretty pink tip and a loose foreskin.

Gently coaxing Azes onto his stomach and patting his rump gently, Hector tackled the source of most of his pain. Using the last of the oil to baste Azes's back and seeking painful spots with his fingers, he worked his way through each muscle, coaxing softness from hard, painfully clenched knots. When he could find nothing but relaxed muscles and shuddering dragon flesh, he played with the dragon's rump, spreading rounded cheeks and stroking his thick, leathery tail.

Yawning and nuzzling into a downy pillow, the dragon fixed Hector with a lazy smile. "Gods, I've been melted down and reforged into a new man. As much as I'd like to ravish you now, this is the most comfortable I've felt in months. Might I propose a nap before I take advantage of your other talents?"

Ignoring his cock's throbbing disappointment, Hector accepted the dragon's proposal, wriggling under one arm to press against the muscled embrace of the dozing dragon. Wrapping his arms around Aze's shoulders as the dragon adjusted himself to peer dotingly into Hector's eyes, his lids too heavy to stay fully open, Hector stroked the nape of Azes's neck. "Take your time, sir. Rest as long as you like."

Cradling him close like a cherished lover, Azes sighed happily, his voice taking on a pleasant growl that vibrated through his chest. "I may have to rent your services for longer than a night. I wonder if the stables might lend you to me."With a dopey smile across his muzzle, the dragon drifted off, his breathing growing slower and his grip slackening.

Resting his face between the dragon's pecs, Hector listened to the rhythm of his heartbeat, his lips pressing a gentle kiss between them. While he wasn't tired, it was hard to resist the warmth and comfort of Azes's embrace, and before long, sleep overtook him, his eyes drifting closed and his mind wandering to the world of dreams.

The slow caress of scaley fingers across his chest and lips meeting his roused the human from his sleep, his eyes fluttering open to Azes's electric blue gaze staring down at him. "I'm sorry. It seems this old man slept through his chance to enjoy you." Accompanied by birdsong and the unmistakable glow of morning sun through the window, his voice rumbled with regret. "Might I trouble you with something unorthodox?"

"Hmm?" Spreading his legs and stretching beneath Aze's bulk, Hector lounged in the heat of his embrace. His fingers traced the dragon's face and rubbed under his chin, his morning stiffness pressed against the dragon's in a lewd grind. "Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, no. Nothing like that. Last night was the best sleep I've had in nigh on fifty years. I was wondering if perhaps you'd be willing to devote your services in a more permanent capacity." Eyes wandering down to the slow grind of their manhoods, Azes guided Hector's legs around his waist, eagerly hunching his body to rut his cock against slickening skin. "My home is large and lavish but rather lonely. I would extend a permanent invitation to share my bed."

"Oh, my. Is this a marriage proposal?" Hector teased, both hands lovingly peeling back the dragon's foreskin to kiss his rounded head against the space between Hector's legs. Drooling slit kissing against Hector's hole, the human wiggled his hips invitingly, nearly demanding the dragon's aimless grind become something more.

Prodding into Hector's depths with growing confidence, Azes stretched the human's hole, a growl of approval vibrating through his hunched body as the first few inches slid home. Pausing to bask in Hector's embrace, he continued, shuddering as his cock released a steady drool of approval. "N-No. I would not dare monopolize you. I would give you access to my home, however. Someone so kind and accommodating deserves to live in comfort. All that I'd ask is to hold you while I sleep."

"I could continue my work?" Considering the dragon's offer, Hector enticed him deeper, lowering his face to the dragon's chest and kissing over the curves, his tongue twirling in a circle over one hardened nipple. "I enjoy my work as a Groom, and I've barely begun my career. Wouldn't you grow jealous knowing that other dragons enjoyed my body?"

Growling playfully, Azes buried himself to the hilt, stretching Hector's hole nearly as much as Ignis's tongue had the night before. Rutting slowly and carefully, his clawed fingers reverently stroking over Hector's hips, he shook his head. "If I can enjoy this beautiful body, I don't mind if you let others breed you. Honestly, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited by the prospect. Slipping into well-bred depths and adding my contribution sounds heavenly."

"I suppose I'll have to accept, then, won't I? You're a talented negotiator." Sealing their agreement with a gentle kiss, Hector clung to the dragon's muscles, his ass bouncing off bounteous balls and his innards singing with every wet thrust. Comparatively small and less dextrous, his tongue coaxed Azes's into his mouth without a care for the generous drip of dragon saliva, his lips glossed by the slick substance.

Thrusting with an increasingly erratic rhythm, the dragon lost himself in Hector's embrace, his scales growing slick with sweat and a heavy, masculine musk wrapping his body. Like a feral beast, he heaved himself forward, hilting himself with such power that Hector worried he'd thrust him through the mattress. Finally, with something akin to a roar, muffled by the writhing succulence of their lips, Azes rammed himself home, unleashing a heavy torrent of seed with each ball-slapping thrust.

Joining the dragon in orgasm, Hector clung to him, suckling at his plundering tongue and eagerly clenching on his pistoning member. Comparatively weak, thin strings of human seed painted the space between his pecs and his sculpted abs, coaxed from Hector's cock with each heavy shove into his inner sweet spot.

Breaking their kiss, lips dripping with draconic affection, Azes slathered Hector's neck in nibbling licks, his weight pressing the human into the bed and his softly bucking, drooling member still buried to the root. "Do you have a day off today, or should I buy your services to show you around your new home?" Sticky and sated, the dragon doted on Hector, his voice low and romantic.

"Give me a few minutes. You seem to have turned my legs into jelly." Stroking over Azes's cheek, Hector pressed a gentle kiss to the tip of his snout, his fingertips working their way over the length of the doting dragon's horns. Despite his quick decision, he was sure he wouldn't mind Azes's company. His small room at the inn was lonely, and it would be nice to have somewhere to call home.

"Allow me to escort you, then?" Gathering Hector in his arms, the dragon stood, his cock flopping from their union like a tired snake. "You've given me back an ounce of my youth, so it's only fair that I use it to spoil you." Carrying Hector bridal-style through the doorway, Azes plodded down the stairs, unbothered by his nudity and the stickiness of his scales.

"Aren't you romantic? Are you sure you're not trying to woo me into becoming your mate?" Nuzzling into the softness of a pec, Hector stared up at the grinning dragon. Carried to the staff changing room and placed gently on his feet by gentle paws, he addressed the stablemaster, the drip of his stretched hole on display for the dragon behind him.

"Sir. May I have the day off? I've received a very tempting offer I would like to follow through with." Feeling a paw on his ass, Hector wiggled his hips, widening his stance to give Azes a better view. "It would help me provide the most thorough service. Oh! And I won't be able to work through the night any longer."

Raising an eyebrow at the amorous dragon and grabbing a quill, the stablemaster made a few alterations to his book. "I don't see why that would be a problem. I'm sure I can find another eager pair of hands to take your place. Are you sure you don't want him to pay for your time?"

"No, it's alright. We've agreed." Swept backward by strong paws, Hector wrapped his arms around Azes's waist, looking up at his doting muzzle with a smile. He could get used to the dragon's affectionate embrace. "I'll see you tomorrow. Try to schedule any of my clients for mid-afternoon or later. I might be busy in the morning." Addressing the stable master but teasing the dragon, Hector grinned as he felt the twitch of Azes's cock against his stomach.