First Day On the Job: Part 2
#3 of First Day on the Job
Part 2 due to some peer pressure over on FA and all. >.> Second of a drabble series involving Thunder and Kokuhane's Razul. It's been a few weeks since the eastern dragon's first encounter with Raz and he's decided that some pay back is needed in his own special way.
It was official; working here was some sort of sexual torture in of itself.
Thunder had been working for his ethereal employer for the past two weeks, and while the pay was good and the ghost's neighbors friendly, there was one that just kept nagging at him. The red drake that pretty much fondled him during his first day. In the last two weeks, he and Razul had been playing some sort of game of "who would crack first".
It started simple, a few winks and casual flexes toward another whenever they passed each other, and some perverted conversation whenever they did actually bother talking to another. It escalated to a few ass and chest grabs along the hallways to blatant showing off. In the past week, Thunder had decided to work shirtless and occasionally douse his sweaty torso with a hose whenever Razul passed by on his way to work. His crowning achievement was getting the dragon to walk into a tree and fall flat on his back . His crowning failure (or success in the enemy's case) was the red drake coming back from work early one afternoon due to forgetting a change of clothes and effectively going down Thunder's path in nothing but crotchless and assless chaps while he was mowing the lawn. He'd gone onto concrete and tripped over the mower and almost got a whisker trapped.
While it was fun and games, there was a price for this little tango. He'd been coming and going to work and home too tired to even attempt to deal with the constant semi boners and full erections for the last two weeks, and it was beginning to bubble up to the surface. It seemed that the same was happening for Raz as well.
He recalled the last time they were talking after the eastern had been getting a bite to eat. Before parting ways, he noticed that the red drake had left with a much more noticeable bulge in his pants then when he'd found him.
Thunder finished the last of his work and began to check up before he'd found his employer literally drifting in the hallways to get a snack from the kitchen. He'd brought up that he was observing he and Raz's little tug of war and slipped that his room was right next to his and he was going to go bother a friend for the night.
The whiskered dragon had no idea if he had something up his sleeve, or he just didn't care. Either way, Thunder hatched a plan. He'd end this little dance with a bang, and hopefully relieve himself of any tension as well.
Hours passed, and soon it was midnight. The door opened and Razul flipped on the lights in his room, stepping in with a yawn. Before he could even get to his bed, something had wrapped itself around his legs, propelling him to the floor, his wrists tied up as well. The drake flailed around in a stupor before he noticed there was another presence in the room.
"Hey Razzy~"
Thunder walked forward, crouching on both his legs near the drake's face with a grin.
"Th-Thunder! What are you doing here, what's going on?" he asked, eyes blinking slowly as he attempted to break his restraints. Looking back, he noticed that he was held up by what looked like a few simple vines. Taking a deep breath, the drake spat out a few tufts of fire which fell harmlessly on the vines. They didn't even burn.
The eastern snickered. "You think I wouldn't make sure you couldn't burn them? Silly." He leaned in, cupping the drake's cheek. "Now, we've been at this for weeks, and I figure the both of us are at an impasse. Can't keep this going for long, so..." Thunder let the sentence hang in the air before going in and giving the drake a full blown kiss. Razul blinked, his eyes closing as he simply let the kiss happen. Turning his muzzle, the two dragons were locked in their kiss, tongues mingling. The two huffed and snorted, neither of them coming up for air. Thunder's hands found themselves on the drake's chest, fondling his pecs firmly, thumbs pressing and swirling on his nipples before Thunder retracted, licking his muzzle.
The two stared at each other for a few moments before Razul spoke up. "I'm just saddened at the fact it only took two weeks." He grinned, squirming around and sitting himself upright.
"What can I say, I have some restraint."
Razul just rolled his eyes. "Clearly, if it's come to this already." He gestured at the vines wrapped around his ankles and wrists. "By the way, if you're thinking what I think you are...you can stand to make these tighter."
With a snap of his fingers, the vines tightened. Thunder continued molesting the drake's chest, lying on top of him with a purr. "Now, I've got a whole ton of fun planned for you. Fun as these last few weeks were, it was frustrating as hell."
"I'll say. That tree hurt."
"I almost lost a whisker because of that mower."
Razul snickered.
"Shush, you." Thunder frowned, giving the drake's chest another squeeze.
Razul's brows waggled. "Oh? Try and make me."
Thunder planted his lips on the red drake again.
If anyone had been in the room next door, they would have heard pleasurable moans through the night, along with some thumping and the occasional crack of some wooden furniture. Despite being in the room for several hours, neither of the dragons noticed the blinking red light of a hidden camera on the back of the door.