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A Dragon Envenomed

Part 5

For TeryxC/Trial64

By Draconicon

Teryx was in the air. Prior to his time with V, he never would have imagined being able to fly, but with the symbiote wrapped around him, part of him, there was nothing off-limits to them anymore. The air was as familiar as the ground below their feet, and their wings beat hard, harder, and harder still to keep pushing them through the skies.

He didn't know where they were going. V had been quiet since their re-merging, and the symbiote hadn't even teased him since they leaped into the air once more. Teryx whispered to him, their mental connection still strange, still not quite normal, but there was no response. None that he could understand, and none that he could even detect.

What he could feel, however, was fear. Cold, spiking terror leaped up through the connection with V every time that the shimmer of exhilaration and pleasure that came from flying faded away. As a result, Teryx focused on the flight more than anything else, trying to feed the symbiote that sort of happiness and distract him from the fear. He didn't know what caused it, but he knew that they were going to have a heart attack if it wasn't managed. And until he was able to talk to V, he wouldn't know what actually bothered him.

Flicker.

Flicker.

There were moments of complete darkness and silence, and Teryx knew that they lasted longer than just the few seconds that they felt like. He would close their shared eyes for a moment, then open them to find their body miles away from where they had been.

Flicker.

They were over a park -

Flicker.

They were over a pub -

Flicker.

They were over a hospital. Each one was more than a mile away from the others, and he didn't know how or why V kept him 'asleep' during those segments, but the symbiote had. Teryx struggled against another submersion as they landed, managing to step forward enough to stop their forward movement. Not by much, but a little, keeping them from running toward the door that led into the hospital and down the steps.

"What's going on?" he muttered, forcing the words past his own lips.

V stopped in mid-reach for the door-handle. He could feel the ooze and clenching tightness of the symbiote running up and down his arm, the trembling that meant that the other was afraid. Deathly afraid, shaking and trembling like he hadn't done since they were separated back at the national park.

It made him feel guilty, even wrong to question his closely-bonded partner like this, but it had to be done. He clenched his hand tighter, closing it into a fist so that they couldn't just grab the doorknob.

"What's wrong?" he asked again.

V hesitated, then turned their head to look down at the clenched fist. The black 'rubber' that coated their hand shifted, changing, warping to become the shape of a dolphin. Other little dots appeared, making the rough shapes of flying drones.

"Darksteel?"

V nodded their head.

"You're scared of him?"

Another nod.

"Why?"

There was less thoughts and more feelings coming through their link. He felt the fear that had rebounded through him when they had committed their earlier rape of the dolphin, the utter shock and horror that they had done something so horrifyingly 'evil.' Underneath that, however, was the fear that he hadn't wanted to admit to himself at the time, and the one that made him feel guiltier still.

The fear of getting caught.

"You want to keep us safe? Out of prison?" he asked.

V nodded. The feelings came through their link once more, something that was reassuring and frightened at the same time, someone that was trying to make things right. It knew that Darksteel would be brought here - something about the bond that it had shared with him and the dolphin at the same time had made it clear that this was where he was always brought - and this was where they could take steps to make sure that they weren't going to be in trouble. The heroes wouldn't come after them. They would be safe.

Teryx shivered as some of the symbiote's fears filtered down the link and became his own. The idea of being trapped, locked up, thrown away from the rest of society and never allowed to see the sun again was a horrifying idea. He trembled, his fingers and toes curling, his tail pulling down against his rump and the backs of his legs.

No...can't be thrown away...can't be locked up...

Their hand opened and they stepped into the stairwell. Teryx let himself be guided, trusting V. The previous rape notwithstanding, the symbiote had looked after him, and it was clearly trying to be better. That had to mean something, had to mean that there was someone that he could trust.

Couldn't talk to anyone else, obviously. Being connected to an alien like this was something that nobody else would understand. They would blame him, and then destroy V, and whatever V had done, he didn't deserve death.

Had to try.

Had to do something.

Had to trust V.

They moved through the hospital stairwell quickly and quietly, eventually reaching one of the critical care floors. V moved around their body, covering it in a white, rubber imitation of the nurse and doctor garbs, their blue scales wrapped in an imitation of blue scrubs.

The compression around their face, however, was the strangest feeling. He groaned as he felt his snout pushed in, flattened, and the sides of his head pulled out. It was a malleable, squishing, forcibly-changed thing, grinding on him and making it feel as if he was really the thing being changed rather than just having the symbiote on him doing it all, but it was still...

Still...

Then it was done. The feeling faded, and they stepped out of the stairwell properly. Not a dragon, but a pit bull doctor, canid and completely disguised. The only thing that would have given them away was the slight sheen on their 'skin' and 'fur' that made it look a little fake. Even that was barely there, something that most would have ignored as they walked along, thinking that it was just a layer of sweat.

The dragon and symbiote walked over to one of the computers, tapping down the logged-in patient details. It didn't take long to find the dolphin, checked in under his hero alias. Two floors down, sedated and kept for watch overnight.

V moved them along, and Teryx didn't say a word. Their body moved with purpose and intent, looking far more confident than the dragon felt.

What are we going to do?

The symbiote didn't answer.

They went down two floors on the elevator, then walked around to the entrance of the ward. It was late, very late, and only one of the two cameras pointed at the door was on. The pit bull walked around to one side of it, moving as if he was going to the bathroom, before circling around to stand under it.

Teryx was getting a masterclass of what V could do. The symbiote extended a small chunk of its own oozing self to the wires behind the camera, threading through them. There was a connection, then a spark that shocked them both. Teryx would have winced if it wasn't for V completely stilling their body and holding it paralyzed.

Then the connection faded, and they stepped out from under it. Teryx had the vague feeling from the symbiote that they had left a picture of the doorway in the camera, ensuring that it didn't look suspicious to see someone going into the ward. They stepped through the door, looked around the darkened halls, and once they were sure they were alone, they let the disguise fall.

The two-toned blue dragon walked down the line of rooms. Everyone was asleep, either drugged or exhausted from their own symptoms. Glass walls that were barely covered with blinds and curtains hid the patients from sight, and the soft beep, beep, beep of many machines monitoring vital signs filled their ears as they counted the doors.

One. Two. Three. Four.

At the fifth room, they quietly pulled the blinds to the side. The dolphin was stripped down to a hospital robe and buried beneath a layer of blankets, his feet sticking out one side of the bed and his arm lying over his middle. He had an IV in, and the machines behind him continued the quiet, monitoring beeping that was ever-present. He was out cold, though probably not kept there.

V and Teryx slipped into the room, slowly shutting the sliding door behind them. They locked it with a little more of the ooze from their body, then stood at the dolphin's bedside.

Looking down at him, he seemed so small, but both the symbiote and the host knew the threat that he presented. One little report, and the pair of them would have the rest of their lives stripped away from them. They knew what happened to rapists in prison, and more than that, they knew the way that heroes could and would take matters into their own hands. If they did manage to get through the court systems without getting beaten to a bloody pulp by a hero taking revenge for their own, there was no guarantee that they would stay together when they were taken to prison.

Oddly, that feeling of being snatched apart from the symbiote that had caused him so much trouble felt...wrong to him. It felt like losing something that was a part of him.

That was new. That was very new.

What are you going to do, V? he thought.

The symbiote didn't answer.

Instead, the shimmering shape of their clothes disappeared much like the pit bull's shape had, leaving them almost completely naked. The only things that remained were a vaguely-there thong that wrapped around his balls and slit and a feeling of some mask around his head that was skin-tight and flowed over his lips, snout, and earholes, leaving him with V's presence on him rather than just in him.

The sense of fear grew stronger and stronger as they stared down at the dolphin, building to the point where Teryx was shaking as much as V was. Every little thought, every little fear, built on itself until there was nothing but pain and heart-pounding anxiety about what might happen if they fucked this up.

He has to go, has to go, has to go, has to go.

The phrase repeated itself over and over, and it was impossible to tell if it came from V or if it came from Teryx. However, they were completely in agreement, and that was enough for V to take action.

Tendrils loosened themselves from the two-toned blue dragon, and he felt...something. Something very strange, very different as the symbiote all but detached itself from him, flowing over his body and taking itself to the dolphin instead. Little by little, their intense closeness diminished, and the dragon was given some of his independence back.

And instead of running, he watched. He watched as the ooze settled on the gray-skinned aquatic hero below him, watched as it spread along and under his attire. It rushed over him, up his neck, down his chest, over his crotch under the blankets. The dolphin groaned under his breath, huffing, grunting.

Teryx did the same, feeling the soft touch of tendrils beneath the thong on his groin. He felt them teasing his cock, pulling it forward. There was something, a shock -

"Nnngh..."

And he came, his nerves sparked and trained to let loose at a tiny bit of stimulation. It was faint, just a little touch, but it was enough, enough to leave him groaning under his breath and oozing into it.

V took the seed and ran with it, pulling itself over the dolphin's face and masking him beneath a wall of black ooze. It ran into his earholes, making little dimples on the sides of his head, into his nose, into his mouth, and then...

Then it tightened.

Darksteel spasmed, finally showing signs of life. His arms twitched, but the ooze formed into rubbery balls around his fists, keeping them from being useful. More tendrils ran down along his sides, binding him to the bed, leaving him like a bound drone in a club. The blankets slipped down, dislodged by the jostling movements, hitting the floor without a sound.

Teryx watched wordlessly as the shimmering ooze that was V's body covered the other man completely, connecting them via three thin threads that ran from his crotch. Through that, Teryx could feel himself, could feel V...and to some small extent, he could feel the strange, powerful sensations that Darksteel was going through in that moment. His eyes went wide as he felt the strange, tickling feeling of the tendrils going into the dolphin's slit and fishing out that cock, the weirder feeling of something tickling the head and threatening to go in, the way that the tight feeling of the ooze up and down another body mirrored what he had felt for himself.

Disappear, disappear, disappear...

That was definitely V's thought, and it was happening. Something...something was going on under that layer of the ooze, something that was changing, warping, breaking the dolphin. He could feel it, even if he couldn't see through V's flesh to know what was happening exactly. There was something...something ghostly sucking at his own earholes, pulling at something in his head, and at the same time, there was something sucking along his cock, over his ass, his scales. It was like...like something being sucked right out of his core, pulled and pushed and oozing through him to the surface to be collected by someone else.

For a moment, Darksteel had a proud erection that was just barely visible through the ooze. It was like staring at some bondage-slut's cock through a latex suit, hard and throbbing, yes, but trapped behind that ooze. And then...

Then it started shrinking.

His eyes went wide as he saw it fade. It wasn't just going soft, but fading away, flattening, shrinking, disappearing against the ooze. The bulge that the dolphin had called his manhood disappeared completely, going neutered-flat in the space of just a handful of seconds, and then it kept spreading.

Muscle.

Tone.

Manhood.

Identity.

All of that and more disappeared. The dolphin's fin along his back remained, and so did his tail, but everything else disappeared. As the black ooze slowly rolled back down the body, Teryx thought that V was leaving a portion of himself behind, but the more that the symbiote rolled away, flowing back up the connecting threads that linked him with the dolphin, the more that he realized that something else had happened. He stared as the black flesh remained, as the dolphin's now eyeless face was revealed. The ooze flowed down and exposed a cock-less, ball-less crotch, smooth as could be, and the flesh had gone from gray to black.

As the ooze turned blue as it attached to him once more, Teryx played witness to the utter obliteration of identity and person-hood that V had managed to accomplish. He stared, his mouth agape, his eyes wide as he understood just what the symbiote had managed to take from the hospital patient: everything.

What was left behind was a dull black shape, shimmering in the same way that Teryx and V did now, but without anything that marked him as the hero that he had once been. There were no eyes, no mouth, nothing but the simple shapes of a drone that had been wrapped to lose all identity. There was nothing, nothing that could allow him to speak, see, or even hear anything around him.

Darksteel was gone. The dolphin drone remained.

"How..."

Gone. Safe.

"Is it...are we safe?"

...

"V, are we safe?" he hissed.

There was a sense of being unsure and an image of someone rapidly looking through a book, as if trying to find the answer to a question that they hadn't expected to be asked. Teryx shook his head, looking down at the dolphin again.

He expected to feel guilt, and to an extent, he did. They had just completely erased someone from existence. Oh, they were still alive, as the vital signs proved, but that didn't mean that they were still there. The person that Darksteel had been was erased, and so were the fingerprints, and the other little bits of identifying features that they might have had. Hell, he wasn't even sure if the DNA would be the same anymore. It was...

It was complete, total obliteration, and despite everything, Teryx couldn't help but feel a tingle between his legs, a little rush of warmth and want as he saw what V had done. There was...there was an odd appeal to seeing someone like that, and more than that, imagining himself in such a situation.

It was an odd sort of perfection, but it was perfection nonetheless, refined and beautiful and -

Not safe, V managed to formulate. Not safe.

"What?"

Images poured through his head. Other heroes, gathered around the bed. Not many, but some. Three. Three others that knew, three others that might be a threat. They didn't have names, didn't have anything but what Darksteel had told them, but they knew that something was around. They promised to report things, but one had been dragged off to something busy, and the other was forgetful. Only one was a real danger right then and would have gone back to report something.

Skybound.

The blue-white dragon popped into their head, a beautiful, muscular figure that they both admired in a strange way, physically and otherwise. Teryx's already-present erection grew harder at the thought of the muscular hero, but even as he throbbed, he thought of the dangers that presented and shivered.

It was one thing to remove the eye-witness and victim. It was another thing to know a report had been made and the heroes would have it. They would have to get to the HQ and take care of it, maybe even -

Teryx stopped that line of thought before it went any further. He knew where it was going and knew that it would be a bad, bad, bad place for them to go. They'd already committed a hell of a crime getting rid of Darksteel. Trying to confront a hero - and a hero that knew what they were doing - would not only be a hell of a lot worse, but likely to go badly for them. They had to...they had to...

They had to be smart, and...

And...

He kept looking down at the blank drone that Darksteel had become. It was hard to think straight with that thing just lying there, reflecting light and shining with all the potential of the naughtiness that could be had with something so...so anonymous, something so utterly unlike a person. There was no need to feel guilty about that, but at the same time -

V felt that, somehow. The symbiote pushed at him, nudging at him for attention. He gave it.

_What?

Let...try?

Try - what are you talking about?

Let try something.

...okay._

It wasn't like V could make the situation much worse, to be fair. The ooze spread down him, but this time, it spread all the way off of him. He felt it running out through his crotch, disappearing from his body and spreading over the other man, and as soon as the last tendril disappeared, Teryx felt...

Alone.

Alone and lost.

He stumbled, having to lean against the side of the bed as V spread further over the other man. It was...it was so strange, so empty-feeling, to not have the symbiote on and in him anymore. It had barely been a few hours - or so he imagined - since they'd re-merged after their argument, but this time...this time, it felt like he'd been emptied out, hollowed with the departure of the symbiote from his body. He felt incomplete, as if half of him was no longer there, and he groaned as he struggled to stay on his feet.

V spread quickly, not only covering the dolphin but bulking him up. New muscle, thick and hard, spread along the drone's arms and chest. That fluked tail turned into a different shape, more scaly and firm, thicker at the base and a little longer. Flat, webbed feet turned into clawed paws, and wings spread out against the sheets of the bed.

Before Teryx's eyes, the black flesh of the dolphin drone became something closer to a familiar blue-white, spreading further and further, getting more and more distinct. He groaned, focusing on that rather than the emptiness and hollowness inside, taking in the view and loving it.

As the new cock grew in, thicker and harder than his own, and as the big, powerful dragon took shape on the bed, he realized what V was doing. He was turning the dolphin drone into someone that they both liked. Someone that they had both idolized and lusted for, someone that Teryx would feel good about sleeping with.

It took less than a minute for Darksteel to become Skybound, and the blue-white dragon looked up at him from the bed with sultry bedroom eyes. His muscular frame, slightly larger than Teryx's own, spread a bit wider, occupying more of the bed space. He spread his legs and opened his arms, smiling up at the two-toned blue dragon.

"Come...here..."

It was clear that V had a bit of a harder time imitating a voice, but it was there, too. That speech was a little slow, but that was fine. They were tired, and -

And the illusion was so good, and the fantasy so fine. He stepped forward without thinking, lowering himself to the bed, laying on top of the bigger 'dragon' and pressing his face to the other man's lips.

"Mmmph..."

"Mmm..."

They moaned together. Was the dolphin feeling this? Could he think enough to feel anything? It was hard to tell; the drone had been drained completely, and Teryx could only imagine what that would have felt like. And yet, with lust running everything, he found his heart having a hard time caring. The fact that V wanted him to feel good, wanted him to be safe and happy to the point of going this far...

It was terrifying, and yet, at the same time, comforting. Someone that cared enough about him to want the world to burn for his happiness and safety was something that a healthier person would run away from...but they weren't healthy. They were desperate, and that colored all thoughts.

Another kiss, another moment of pleasure. They linked briefly with each touch of their lips, the contact there intimate enough for him to feel the symbiote in his head again. Each little flash of connection, each touch of mind to mind, made him feel better and less empty than when he wasn't locking lips.

Soon, they were pressed together, lips locked fully. His cock was hard, throbbing hard, free for the first time in too long. He ground forward, sliding it against the symbiote's body, grinding against hard abs before slowly sliding further back, frotting with that bigger, exaggerated cock.

Fuck...fuck...

It was flesh and ooze at the same time, hard enough not to thrust into, but soft enough to give and dimple almost more like a toy. He huffed, groaning into the kiss, his lips parting for a tongue that was just a little too big to be real sliding into his mouth. Push, thrust, push, thrust. It was in his mouth, over his tongue, almost in his throat, and he swallowed around it desperately. His cock slid against the other shaft, then -

Squelch.

Into a cock slit. He groaned, thrusting, humping, grinding away. V-Skybound moaned for him, spreading his legs. Was it real? Fake? Ooze? Flesh? It was impossible to tell when it was that wet, that warm.

"You want...this?" 'Skybound' asked.

"I want...you."

"Mmmph...take me, then."

"Mmmph..."

There was no need to talk that much between them. They both knew that this was wanted this time. This was not non-consensual, not like what they had done to Darksteel before. This time, Teryx was completely onboard for the fuck. This time, Teryx didn't care about the morals, or about the way that they were technically rutting a drone that could not consent. The drone might not even be there anymore; it might just be a body that needed directions.

Whatever the truth was, he didn't care any longer. All that mattered was the pleasure, the closeness, the need to be with V, and V pressed against him with a need that was all too familiar.

Thrust.

Squelch.

Thrust.

Pop.

Thrust.

The constant motions of rutting, fucking, slit-pounding sex was enough to keep him hard, dripping, and needy. The symbiote pressed his new body against the rain dragon, the two-toned blue moaning against his partner. In, out, in, out, the constant squelching of that slit making it impossible to think of anything but the pure pleasure of being here, being linked to his partner, and -

And something else. A faint echo, just like before. He could feel the sensations running through the drone beneath the layer of ooze-scale, beneath everything else. He could feel his cock thrusting into that slit, and at the same time, he could feel his own dick thrusting into him. It was a ghostly, faint thing, but it was still there.

Thrust.

"Mmmph."

Thrust.

"Ah."

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.

He couldn't stop moaning, couldn't stop whimpering at the pure pleasure that took hold of his mind. He needed this, needed more of this, and he kept thrusting faster and faster. The bed creaked and cracked beneath him, barely holding itself upright, and 'Skybound' hugged him close. That slippery, slimy, too-long tongue thrust down his throat, and then -

"NNNGH!"

He came, and he came hard, shooting so much pent-up seed into the drone beneath him. Yet, the ooze collected itself around his cock, wrapping around him so tight that it was almost like a condom being wrapped around his shaft after the fact. All that seed was trapped, kept from being left behind, and he moaned as he slumped against the bigger 'dragon' in the hospital bed. His cock kept pulsing, throbbing, his balls pulled up tight as he kept cumming, and cumming, and cumming.

With one final pulse, his balls finally emptied themselves, and the blue-white ooze around the drone faded away. It pressed against him, running over his scales. His shoulders, his neck, his back, his chest: everything was in touch with V once more, and that horrible empty, half-himself feeling that had wracked him with the symbiote's departure diminished until it was gone. He pulled back, a condom bubble of cum dangling from his dick as it popped out of the dolphin drone's slit.

As V consumed it, sucking it down and tightening the ooze around the head of his cock, more of it started to take shape around his shoulders and back, running along his legs and hips to form a shirt, pants, and more. Wings flowed out around his shoulders once more, giving him the option to fly away - which he would soon need - and the appearance of someone else.

Teryx sighed as V settled into him once more. A vague sense of guilt remained from what they had done to Darksteel, but...

You are...okay? V asked.

There was far more nervousness to the symbiote now. It felt...afraid, he realized, and knew that the time in the park, that moment of separation, had meant a great deal for V. Everything that happened between them since had been V trying to make good, trying to show that he could learn, and not just be a monster that made Teryx too afraid to be near him. All that confusion and desperation and more was still there, still making V a very dangerous creature to be around, but the very fact that he wanted to learn, wanted to be something more than just the random monster that fed on Teryx and let the rest of the world burn, was something. Hell, it was something huge.

"I'm...okay."

What had happened to Darksteel would get them in trouble, but only if they were caught. There was no way that they could prove that this was Darksteel now, and the new rutting had been done by a creature that had no records on the planet. There was nothing, nothing, that could tie them to what had been done, and that meant that they were still safe. And Darksteel had attacked them; there was a huge difference between doing this to a random citizen and doing this as a means of protecting themselves.

Teryx knew some of that was rationalizing, but considering the danger that they were in and his own fragile mind-state, he wasn't going to care that much. Shaking his head, he adjusted his 'clothes' and walked out of the hospital room. Nothing waited in the darkness; they had been quiet enough that nobody even knew that someone had come for a late-night visit.

A quick thought was enough to confirm that V knew where the HQ for the heroes was. It was slightly hidden, off the beaten path compared to the other major resources of the city, but it was something that they could get to tonight. They could find their way in, hide under another skin, and get to the computers to change the reports.

Once that was done, Skybound was the only one that had the details, and they could talk to him. Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance that they could work this out without going through official channels, or...or maybe there was something else that might happen.

Teryx couldn't deny his fantasies for the hero dragon. There were a hundred times that he had gotten off to the thought of the big, powerful dragon being with him. If they could get close enough, maybe he could convince Skybound to work with them on this...

Or maybe...if they went a different direction...

The End

Summary: Teryx and V work together to deal with the issue of Darksteel and the rape, but face a few complications.

Tags: M/M, Transformation, Symbiote, Ooze, Body Control, Hospital, Slit Sex, Dolphin, Dronification, Orgasm, Cum, Identity Loss, Series,