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He forgot his safety equipment AND his climbing equipment. That's how he got himself into this situation. Hanging from a sheer cliff bluff, barely hanging onto the rapidly shifting rock, trying to hang onto the ripped strap of his backpack as well. He couldn't let himself fall, or the backpack. It was far too long of a walk back to society for new supplies, even assuming he could afford it.

Evan grit his teeth and attempted to haul himself up onto the nearby ledge, but he couldn't. He was certainly regretting skipping the optional gym course after lunch each period. Straining his arm, he swung the pack back and forth, trying to give it enough momentum to launch it onto the outcropping of rock above him.

It ripped, and he was left holding a strap, and watching his pack tumble down the cliff face into a free fall. "_Knew I should've bought new, not used equipment for my hike."_Letting the rest of the ruined pack float down on the slight breeze this particular cliff side was known for, he brought both of his arms up to grip the rocky outcropping, trying yet again to climb up the sheer rock cliff side. Heaving with effort, he pulled himself up and over the outcropping and onto the somewhat more solid ground above him. He laid there, panting for a moment, before hearing a cracking noise that caused his ears to perk up. He surged forward, trying to get as close to the mountain as he could before the ground gave way beneath him. A moment later, and he would've been tumbling down the mountain with the rest of the rock. He gripped the side of the mountain with a hug, as there was little left of the rocky outcropping where he was, and not much to stand on. His chest still heaving for breath, he didn't notice the ground beneath him shifting until it was too late.

As he fell, he tried to get a grip on something, anything on the sheer stone side of the mountain. He kept falling down the side of the mountain, scrambling for a pawgrip anywhere along the way. With a loud crunch, he hit the end of the mountainside feet-first, then tumbled into an open free fall. The last thing he saw was the dreary overcast sky, with dark gray clouds forming overhead. It was probably going to rain. He free fell for a few moments until he crashed into something. Or did something crash into him? It knocked the breath from his lungs, and caused him immense pain. He wasn't good with pain, and with his senses overloaded trying to survive, he fainted.

Waking up, he opened one eye, then both as he squinted trying to make out where he was. It was too dark to see much of anything, until he heard rain, and a thunderclap shake the heavens with its roar.

He tried to sit up, but quickly laid back down, his chest throbbing with pain. He rolled over onto his side and coughed up some blood. "That impact... there wasn't anything there on the way up." he thought, for a moment. The pain surged again from his chest, and his legs, he groaned before closing his eyes for a short moment. When he woke up again, it was still raining, but it was morning, at least.

Early morning light reflected off of the walls of the cave he was in, the entrance already soaked with rain. Evan yawned, stretching his maw wide. His chest didn't hurt nearly as much as it did earlier, if at all. _"Even with therapy, it is supposed to take weeks for the pain to subside."_He thought. Sitting up for a moment, he examined his surroundings more thoroughly than he did when he first woke up. He was in a cave, the early morning rays of light shining through the entrance, illuminating the cave partially, though not entirely. The back quarter of the cave was still pitch black, and that was if it didn't branch off into a cave system. Or was that the back quarter, it seemed that the darkness was... breathing?

"Hello?" Evan whispered, that wasn't a lack of light back there. Two deep emerald eyes suddenly pierced the blackness of the back of the cave. It dawned all too clearly on Evan that he was not alone.

It uncurled and different shades of greyish-white appeared as it moved towards Evan. As it came into the light, it became apparent that it had black scales that almost seemed to glimmer slightly, as if polished. It smiled, an eerie thing, with many sharp-looking teeth. "I almost thought I could have a late evening flight without being crashed into by some errant hiker. Looks like I was wrong." Evan was terrified as it brought its head into the light, revealing a pair of curled horns and even more of the face.

"Uhm... hi, I guess?" Evan barely squeaked this out, shuddering a bit. "Yes, hi indeed, as in you fell on me. From high up." It sounded like a crate of rocks was being tossed about in its chest for a moment. Evan realized it was laughter. "I was just here to hike to the top of this mountain... the tourist guides didn't say anything about this mountain being inhabited. Or dragons." Evan slowly bent his knees until his legs were touching his chest. It just wouldn't do to have cramps while running away. "And I hope they never will. It's no fun when everyone knows you're here and want to take pictures and poke at you and..." the dragon ran off into a barely coherent mumble about photo shoots and posing for pictures. "Besides! I still haven't heard an apology yet from you falling on me!"

Evan realized he had a cover on him made of animal pelts. "Uh... sorry, I kind of... lost my footing, and my pack, and forgot my climbing equipment..." Evan felt rather sheepish after seeing that the dragon had cared about his comfort. Surely they don't comfort the things they were going to eat... right? "It's fine, I guess. Next time though, I won't be there to save you. My backs gonna be sore for a while too, and I had to heal you, and that pile of skins are going to need to be cleaned... can't have blood on them." the dragon ran on debating just incinerating the skins, or trying to clean them. "Either way though, thanks for saving me. I'll try not to bother you overly much while I recover." Evan relaxed a bit, stretching his arms out and cracking his knuckles, trying to get a feel of whether or not his body had anything out of place.

"Eh, it'll be OK, I think... a bit rusty on my healing magics, but I think you'll be ok. Anything not healed yet I can handle with a localized spell, or just let you handle it yourself. Either way, don't tell anyone about my cave, I'll have to move again if you do... and there's the matter of getting you back to your city." the dragon yawned, a bit drowsy from waking up. "Uh, okay. It kinda looks like I owe you though, life-saving magic and all." "Well, I don't take debit or credit, or paper, or seashells, or IOUs, so maybe some gold pieces?"

"Uh... I don't have any gold on me, and that stuff is really expensive right now, we kinda use it in a lot of electronics." Evan shrugged, still unsure of what was going to happen. "We'll work something out, I'm sure. For now though, you should probably get some rest... Oh! But one more thing, I found your pack." the dragon used its tail to pull out a bag remarkably similar to Evans, and tossed it over to him. "Oh wow, I thought this would've been lost in the rock, or destroyed entirely by the fall." Evan took the bag and dumped everything out of it, taking care to dump it on the rock floor, rather than the bed of pelts. His hopes were shattered when his phone, camera, and backup memory chips all fell out in a shower of fragments and circuitry. "It looks like the contents didn't fare as well to a several hundred foot drop as I thought." Even muttered... his joy deflated. "Either way, things can be replaced... your life cannot." Evan frowned, as he pondered how he was going to replace this with the recent downturn in his savings account. "I'm going to go hunting, get some rest, and don't try climbing down yourself... that would be ill-advised." the dragon said, as he walked past Evan, his thudding footfalls reverberating throughout the cave. "I'll be back." were the only words he said before he dived out of the mouth of the cave. Evan tried to sort through the broken electronics for a while before giving up on them being salvageable and laying down in his impromptu bed. Even with the sunshine filtering in through the cave entrance, and the rain gently pattering down outside, Evan couldn't help but wonder what stroke of luck and roll of the dice prevented him from being a messy abstract ketchup painting on the bottom on the mountainside. He sighed before drifting off to sleep, yet again.

Evan was startled awake by a sudden torrential downpour of rain and the clash of lightning outside the cave. The front of the cave wasn't simply damp anymore, it was absolutely soaked! The water was slowly creeping toward the pile of fur pelts he was resting on, as well. _"Better relocate these before they get too damp."_Evan thought, as he began shuffling his way out of the pile. His spine made its protest with several audible pops and cracks, it felt like it had been days since he last moved around. As the last of the pelts fell off of him, he felt a chilling sensation. _"Of course I'd be naked... in a dragon's cave, at night."_The sarcasm was lost on the cave. Evan figured it wouldn't be much of a problem to move the furs further back in the cave. Better that the dragon could dispose of them or have them cleaned how he wished later on, rather than possibly ruining them now anyway.

Grabbing large pawfuls of fur, it didn't take long for Evan to shuffle the furs further back into the cave. There was still plenty of room for the dragon to bed down if he came back later, would just have to walk around the pile. By the time Evan had moved the furs, he was oddly tired, for such a small task. "He probably won't mind if I don't wait on him."_,_he thought before collapsing onto the furs. They even still held a bit of his residual body heat. After getting comfortable, it didn't take long for Evan to fall asleep yet again. By the time the dragon actually did return, Evan was fast asleep. It didn't much matter though, as the dragon had an idea of how he could pay off his debt. Slowly padding over to where Evan lay, as quietly as a several hundred pound lizard could, he laid eyes upon his guests' sleeping form. Lustrous and neatly-groomed fur, softly shining in the light from an occasional thunderclap. Well-formed paws that revealed a care for the claws that tipped them. Yes, he would be his... tomorrow.

For now, he contented himself with wrapping his form around the pile of furs. The respect evident in taking care of someone elses property, ensuring it wouldn't be ruined in the rainstorm raging outside. The dragon had a feeling that the wolf would say yes to his idea. For now, the dragon watched his guests chest rise and fall with each breath, occasionally hearing a quiet heartbeat. He would be satisfied simply watching until he finally succumbed to sleep.

Evan finally awoke that morning, to a lack of rain and thunder. To a dragon wrapped around the fur pile, to that same dragon snoring."Well, that's one question answered." Evan thought, as he showed off his fangs by yawning. After that, he felt a pressure in his bowels. _"Was getting a bit worried those organs were damaged... it seems not."_Extricating himself from the furs, he tried to not disturb the dragon as he did his business. After that, he was walking back to the pile of furs when he noticed something. _"Was that..."_Not even finishing his line of thought, he rubbed his eyes, once, twice, and again. It was still there.

A pink, jutting slab of dragonmeat. The only piece of the dragons body that wasn't that inky black or dark grey. "_Whatever the dragon was dreaming about, it must have been rather steamy to affect him like this."_Evan thought. He had been curious for a while now, but had never acted on his impulses with other male furs. What better time did he have to experiment than now? _"I suppose it wouldn't hurt too much to help him blow off some steam..."_The only real question was where to start. Evan moved around the dragon to acquire a better vantage point. Kneeling down on the pile of furs, he gave it a good stare before getting down to business. Reaching out slowly, he carefully laid a paw on the huge rod, gauging the dragons reaction. Nothing just yet, but he'd surely wake up once he was going... wouldn't he?

Wrapping his digits around the dragons flesh, he began to get a good idea of the size of the specimen before him. It didn't really matter now, but impressed Evan all the same. He began slowly stroking the piece, beginning a rhythm, upwards, downwards, grip it a bit more... The dragon rolled over slightly, scratching an itch on his long neck, but still remained blissfully unaware that he wasn't just having a dream. Evan exhaled a bit, releasing the tension he had built up over the short time the dragon was moving. His act wasn't up quite yet. By now, he'd begun a faster rhythm, but one paw wasn't going to do the job. Wrapping his other paw around the pleasure rod, beginning to use both for stimulation, he kept up his assault. The dragon was purring a bit now, it sounded odd coming from such a large creature, but what wasn't odd about this situation?

Working the shaft faster with each passing moment, Evan wondered if he'd wake up at all. Deciding to go all in, Evan brought himself in closer to the rod, nuzzling up close to it, before giving it a ponderous lick from his base to his tip, pausing for a moment to collect his liquid essence. A bit salty, but just enough to give it some flavor. Running his tongue around the top of the shaft, it was clear the dragon was enjoying his oral ministrations as well. His tongue lolling out of his mouth, but still sleeping, the dragons purrs grew ever louder. This dragon apparently had quite the stamina reserve, almost made Evan wonder how long he was pent up... While the tender care of his paws continued, Evan slowly stretched his jaw out before engulfing a good deal of the head of the dragons tip. Coating the rod in his saliva, he slowly widened his jaw until he had the majority of the tip in. Evans ears flicked as he heard a gasp.

"Urgh... don't stop." While the dragons eyes weren't open, Evan was sure that if he went much further, the dragon would surely awaken. "He's gonna have the best morning he's had in a while." Evan thought, while intensifying his lovemaking of the dragons rod. His jaw was opening wider and wider, engulfing more and more of the dragons meat. A sudden shift of the dragons hips made that no longer an issue, however. Evan had almost swallowed a quarter of it by now, with it sliding into and out of his throat, slowly bringing the dragon to his eventual explosion of pleasure. Evan could feel it now, the dragon was close, very close, he just needed a bit more to bring him over the edge. His paws moved more quickly than they had before, and swallowing more and more of the dragons pre had lubed Evans throat thoroughly, ensuring lubrication was not an issue. Evan felt his throat begin to bulge slightly from the dragons girth. The first of the dragons pulses hit Evan like a firehose. Only, that hose was pumping directly into his stomach. Evan eyes looked up at the dragon as his stomach began to receive the dragons pent up seed. The dragon had one of the cutest orgasm faces Evan had ever seen as he emptied his load. Another pulse hit Evan, but he couldn't quite keep it all down this time, coughing up dragon seed and his upper body being covered in it. Oh yes, the dragons taste was truly sublime once he had gotten past the work required to get it. As his orgasm began to die down, Evan felt rather satisfied. But the dragon was awake now. "You did well." Evan eeped a little, his secret act of pleasuring the dragon was out. "Uhh, thanks I guess... I saw you were dreaming something nice and-"

"Don't worry about it. You did well and that's fine. There's nothing wrong with giving pleasure." The dragon interjected, before Evan could finish his thought." On the other hand, since you started it... care for a round two?" Evans face lit up, a simple nod and smile being all he needed to communicate. "Turn around then." Evan did as the dragon commanded, feeling the heat in his loins building up in excitement. The dragon rolled himself into a better position to probe Evans assets, and enjoy the view of his pert cheeks.

His pawpads gripped Evans hind end, rolling his digits across his tender rear flesh, spreading them apart for the spearing tongue to attack his rear entrance. The dragon ponderously dragged his tongue across Evans manhood, slowly curling around it before unwinding and slathering his balls in moisture. Dragging his tongue slowly up towards his guests rear entrance, taking care to probe each and every crevice, he finally reached his target. Tortuously swirling his tongue around his rear entrance, ensuring the entire area was well coated in dragon saliva. During this, Evan ensured the dragon knew that he was enjoying this, with a plethora of pleasured sounds and noises. The dragon smirked a bit, then plunging his tongue into his companions' backdoor. It was a good thing Evan was already kneeling, otherwise his legs would have given out long ago. It seemed for every thing Evan had experimented with, the dragon knew how to leverage his assets to get even more pleasure out of it.

By now, Evan was already leaking pre slightly, not nearly as much as the dragon earlier, but a respectable amount considering their relative sizes. The dragon began to push more of his tongue into Evans rear, ensuring he was well lubricated for the pleasure to come. Evan gasped, each inch plunged into him felt like it was stretching him almost to the point of breakage. He had never experimented with such play before, the entire concept was new to him. After the dragon had gotten the majority of his somewhat prehensile tongue into his guests backside, he began to slowly draw it back out. He didn't let the pleasure end for long, however, and thrust it back inside, building up a rhythm inside Evan. For a while, the only sounds in the cave were those of two lovers. Evan was spilling his pre like a leaky faucet at this point, the pleasure almost overwhelming. There was even more to come, however. As the dragon withdrew his tongue from his plaything, he took a moment to savor the taste.

The dragon got up, startling Evan slightly with that much bulk moving around. After a moment of movement, he lined himself up. His pleasure rod was clearly ready for a round two. "Are you ready for this?" Evan didn't answer, other than a weakly affirmed "yes" and a thumbs up. Evan braced himself, unsure of the idea, but willing to at least try to fit the dragons length inside himself. He felt the pressure on his backside, and heard the dragon straining to not just spear him in one go. Evan brought his hand up to pull the dragons head towards him. His rod slowly popping inside Evan, the dragon gasped. Evan seized this opportunity to lock the dragon in a maw-to-muzzle kiss. Evan felt the breath of the dragon escape through his nostrils while their tongues explored each others mouths. It was intense, this pleasure, Evan was sure it was for both parties involved. By the time they broke off the kiss for air, the dragons rod was inside Evan, being caressed by his inner walls.

Evan grit his teeth, acutely aware of just how much had been stuffed into his backside, and how much more was yet to come. The dragon took the initiative this time, kissing Evan as he began to slowly slide into and out of his new lover. As their tongues dueled, one forked, and one broad, Evan began to loosen up a bit. The dragon took this opportunity to pack even more of his hefty length into the wolf, eliciting a moan not even their locked muzzles could keep in. He began to build up a rhythm, inwards... outwards, dragging out the process to tease his new lover a bit before slamming it home. Each time, he stretched Evan a bit more, the both of them climbing towards their peaks. By now, Evan was bracing himself for the build up to come, his legs wobbling slightly at having the dragons great mass penetrating him. The two lovers by now, were breathing heavily, sucking in air to fill their lungs, to help ease the aching muscles caused by vigorous lovemaking.

The dragon by now, had managed to fit almost two thirds of his length into his lover, his tool being encased in living tissue, stretching the tissue to fit more, and cause more pleasure for both parties. They broke off their kiss, finally gasping for air, their lungs burning with the need for oxygen. They both began to grunt and groan as they both began to move their bodies in unison, both drawing away from each other, then throwing themselves back at each other, both were near their pleasure peaks, enraptured in each others presence. Each time his partner drew back, Evan felt a void in his bowels, a void that was quickly refilled as he pushed himself back onto his lovers rod. Each time the dragon drew back, his dragon flesh felt the cold air outside his lovers body, quickly encasing himself again, warming himself in his lover again and again.

They both began to gasp, this time, not for air, but for pleasure, they were both nearing the peaks of their mountains, the point of no return. Evan felt the pulses of the spike he was nearly impaled on flowing through his body until finally the dragons liquid pleasure flowed into him. As Evan felt this, he felt his throbbing shaft almost ready to go, but not quite. Until the dragons tail wrapped around it. The dragon rubbed him with his tail in time with his thrusts, filling the wolfs gut with seed, even as he sprayed his all over the cave floor. By the time their respective orgasms were finished, both were absolutely covered in seed, whose seed not even apparent any more.

"So, I was going to ask if you wanted to pay your debt like this, but I think you beat me to it." the dragon smirked a bit. "Yeah... I kinda did, didn't I..." They both laughed a while, enjoying the afterglow of their vigorous mating session. Evan looked down a bit, seeing his belly somewhat distended with the dragons seed. Still feeling the massive, pulsing pleasure piece encased in his body.

"So, round three?" This time, it was Evans turn to smirk.

"Maybe."

-Fin?

(-Authors' note As always, comment below on what you liked, what you didn't like, and what I can improve on!)