Chemiluminescence
I had a laptop with no internet connection, and decided to spend some good creativity by typing up a short yiff story - until I found it to be seven pages long! The story is pretty long going, but it should be pretty saturated in description to really set the scene properly. There's a major siginificance to two things in the story. if you know me well, ask me and I'll tell you if you're right. Even if you don't, I can tell you...again, just ask! - Chemiluminescence is a scientist's way of saying 'glow in the dark'. I'm a chemist, I like the word and it suited the story for a title, so there! [";)"](%5C "";)"") - This piece hasn't been proofread [12/01/06]. If there are major errors, note it down and I'll sort it out. Criticism must be very constructive if you want to make some, like how a section [or story layout, grammar, etc.] should be improved alongside your opinion on it!
-- He sat down on the bed and sighed. It was a long day, and it was just pleasing that it was now over. As his body's weight made the mattress sink, it let off a weak creak and recovered to accommodate the human that was now on top of it. The silence took over the room, making the perfect conditions to think clearly, and that was what Spike was doing. Spike was now in the perfect situation. His final piece of important coursework was done, and he no longer had any lectures for three days, let alone the day, and his PC was on and whirring softly with its case fans on full blast. It was easy to see from the colourful monitor that the displayed dragon on the screen was doing something questionable. The green bipedal dragon was just looking slightly surprised as he looked towards the pseudo-camera, but didn't care much as he was leaning back and showing his all. The tough, sleek body was interrupted by perfectly placed muscles in those loving places; the chest was bulging lightly, the arms were bumped with biceps and triceps that showed physical experience, and his groin was showing the third important muscle. The jet black cock was amazingly thick and went all the way up to the dragon's chest, overshadowing the sexy monster's abdominals to obscurity. The shiny, tapered head was just pulsing seed like a pressure hose, and what better way to show that it was than its owner to spray it all over himself. Scales all over the dragon was totally colour changed to a musky white as they left a thick trail while the seed dripped slowly down to the floor, and there was no stopping there! His sac sported two orbs that were the size of his fists, and were still stiff, showing that despite the heaving liquid already released, there was so much more available. Nothing was left uncovered, it was pleasing the dragon, and it was pleasing its viewer on the bed back in reality. Nothing could show his enjoyment of what the dragon was doing than a small groan of discomfort from Spike. His trousers were getting tighter and tighter, as the groin section was getting larger. The groan got louder until the pain was unbearable. This needed immediate action, just as planned. The human's hand slid down his trousers, forming a soft sense of arousal as it slid down the now formed tent, leaving a darker spot on his trousers as it was just too much. He cursed silently and pulled down on his fly zip and gouging the now open gap, reaching in greedily and pulling out a very hard cock. The confirmation that a wet spot was now on his trousers was confirmed by the now exposed cock displaying a shiny head, slick with pre and throbbing softly against the air. Unlike the dragon on the PC, this cock wasn't all the way up to the chest, but only started on his stomach with a length of five and a half inches. Skin covered the whole thing, with a slight excess at the tip. He had been graced with a thicker shaft than others he had known, and it gave him the ego to just prolong his pleasure and not go straight in to grabbing the shaft and pawing off to oblivion. He was thinking of others who'd just love to lap up the pre he leaked, now forming a pool inside the excess skin. Regardless of this, where he was graced with a thicker shaft than most and a thicker head than most, he wasn't graced with many people who had experienced it, so it wasn't long before he wrapped his hand around his cock and sighed in released pleasure; the impetus to start... "I wouldn't do that if I was you!" Spike jumped in shock and crawled into a near-foetal position as he heard this, looking around his room. The door was locked, his room didn't have a window...shock just led to confusion. It was short lived as the swivel chair next to the PC spun softly to reveal a green dragon, bipedal and looking serious as he was dressed in a uniform of beige trousers, white shirt and beige jacket. His wings were retracted on his back, making himself not only look less contrasting, but so he could actually fit the room - Spike's room was pretty small for the small rent he paid for it. Small sunspecs covered his eyes, but it was obvious that the dragon was looking to the human. Spike was staring with awe at the one who was staring back at him, either being's thoughts not being very obvious as the environment was now silent and still. "G-Gourry?" "What are you doing this time!?". The dragon was just staring at the monitor now, leaving Spike on the bed, stammering. Seconds of simple stammering seemed like ages, but it was broken by the dragon's return glance of the bed, "Why is it that people adore me in front of a computer screen, but when it comes to me in the flesh, all they can do is crawl in a ball and stare at me?". Spike broke his stammer and let off coherent words "U-umm...I thought I was the only one who could be seen by you. You're my guardian angel!". Gourry seemed to stare blankly at Spike - it was hard to tell with the shades on. Despite this, he smiled softly at his human and leaned his head closer to him, "I'm pleased you can talk now. Now you can tell me why you're pawing off with a picture of me on the screen", Gourry gave a confirming peek at the monitor, "...and why I look so much better on that PC than what I really do look like!?". Gourry gave a small smirk; he wasn't one to be narcissistic, so he preferred others to say how beautiful he was - the picture was actually a good likeness of him. "Well, I've had a bad day, I'm bored stiff, I'm also...well, stiff in another way, and I...umm..." Gourry got off the seat and approached Spike, "...and you forgot where to find better yiff, so you picked the first one you could find and make do with that?" he teased. Spike just blushed and was now reverted back to the position he was in before being interrupted, bar an arm, that was extended out towards Gourry, almost touching, "Shut up you!" he gave a weak slap on the dragon's thigh, "You know what I'm on about. Actually, you know what I'm thinking - you influence it...in fact...". He sighed and was almost went back into a ball, but was prevented by Gourry sitting on the bed, next to Spike. The now blushing dragon leaned down and wrapped an arm around his human. He shuffled himself to hug softly and purred softly as he nuzzled his head softly down soft human neck, "You do still know I'm your guardian, don't you?". Spike whined softly and clung on tight to his Gourry, "I'm sorry...I do love you. You're my mentor, I know. And I know I'm not perfect. I don't believe what anyone says about me being slim, I still got all this skin..." he shed a tear and sniffed softly as he looked up at his dragon guardian. Gourry wasn't in his standard uniform anymore. A pool of water temporarily stained the floor, as it was apparent that magick was used to get rid of those clothes. All that Spike could see was a mass of sea green muscles sitting next to him; Gourry looked more amazing in reality than he did as a set of pixels. The tear from his face was now long gone as his natural desires were coming true and were well underway. His hands gripped Gourry's arms and rubbed with force, feeling a powerful set of biceps, coated in smooth scales. He pulled on the arms, propping himself up to sit up, getting a good view of Gourry and looking him in the eye. Gourry was just still and grinning as he was watching what his human was doing to him, not breaking the passion by telling him that he could feel his leaky shaft prodding his sides. He was just content with watching his human enjoy everything that he could see. Spike was definitely not going to get away from this dragon, clinging tight to make sure no effort would be made to part; not that there was one. He was murring softly, which was weird for a human, but he learned different ways of expressing his enjoyment, what with being connected to a dragon for so long. He could feel something enjoyful inside him, but it wasn't easy to pinpoint what it was, as he was allowing himself to put more of his senses towards being close to Gourry. The unknown sense was the simple claw being put around Spike's sticky shaft and rubbing softly up and down it. As much as he wanted to be here all night, he had to cut to the chase; being a guardian didn't mean you could form a physical presence forever. He leaned again towards Spike and whispered: "I know what it is you desire. I'm here to grant it for you...". Despite having little time, Gourry listened to Spike's response patiently, "I-I didn't want to mention it. I don't want to look like some desperate...". Gourry just covered his little human's mouth and shushed him softly, "Hey...I'm rooting for you, kid - don't you fret a bit! I know...". Spike just had to interrupt and shuffled his head out of the way for enough time to say his second problem, feeling slightly more tense and more cautious in his voice, "Maybe, but I don't like being yiffed and you know that! I've been wanting you in me for ages, but I'm not getting my insides shredded and having to explain to more than myself that I had some oversized dragoncock bloody ploughing in me!". He breathed to recover from his rant, but had his mouth covered again by the superior dragon. Gourry's neck swanned to Spike's ear and spoke in a near-threatening fashion, in protest to that outburst, "Any more of that, and the only shaft you'll be seeing from me is on that monitor. If you think that all I'm going to do is act like some rampant boar inside you, you're either telling a joke that is extremely not funny, or you were never deserving of me in the first place...". Spike let out a small sigh interspersed with a weak whimper; he couldn't find any other way of expressing his guilt. He knew his guardian would be gentle and react sensibly to anything wrong, it was just his damn paranoia again. Gourry stared benevolently at Spike and growled, "...You've not only offended me, you know! There's something else that was delighted to see you until you opened that fat muzzle of yours...I think it want an apology.". The benevolence was one of frustration, and pleasure; he knew Spike was paranoid, but that gave him a damn good chance of getting things moving! He let go of Spike and watched him as he turned around with sad eyes to try and clear his confusion as to what this second thing was. The thing with pictures is that it always shows the end product, never the beginnings that led up to it. Gourry didn't live his life all the time with a heavy cock and shooting seed like a maniac - it had to be let out of its sheath, given time to grow and touched up enough to set his body give him the all clear to let loose. Gourry's cock was part exposed from its sheath, a rough ring that was above his tight sac; only the head was visible, and this was what Spike was watching. He was now savvy of this third...or should I say fourth part of this scenario, and soon set his fingers on it, stroking it softly. Gourry moaned deep not only because this felt good, but because he aroused himself so much that his sheath was not too small for the extra thickness that his cockhead gained, pushing with more and more force. Spike's touch was just making an amazing feeling across the dragon's body, and it was just too much to take. With a heavy growl from tensing his body, a loud pop was made from air coming back into the vacuum that was made inside him, and the cockhead was now all out. Leaking with forced pre, the cockhead was twitching and shiny with tightness, and moving quickly higher and higher through the air. Thick cockhead suddenly lost inches in diameter, as the rest was growing out of his sheath quickly. Spike couldn't just let this pass, and used both hands to grip hold of the growing cock, stroking it softly and getting the whole thing damp with the leaked pre, pulsing softly out of the violent cockhead. He smiled as the shaft went well beyond sizes that he'd ever seen before and hugged it, showing to Gourry that it was such a large shaft...and there was still more as he had to let go and rehug it various times. Because of the accidental foreplay, Gourry's cock was at its full size very quickly. Nineteen inches of jet black cock was airtight around its starting sheath, showing how thick the thing was. Popped veins weren't abundant, making this a very neat looking shaft, but it had the defining contours of the tube at the back, thick as actual hosepipe, running all the way from the base to the head, where it disappeared into a tapering shape that resembled a nib. The nib was still leaking pre, making a liquid trail down the shivering flesh of his cock and wetting his sac below. Spike was close to this trail, licking the shaft bit by ever loving bit, content with what he was rewarded with today by stopping every now and again to just hug it tightly for a while. "Thank you...thank you..." he moaned softly with ecstasy. Gourry was just filled more and more with love as he received each lick on his most sensitive areas. There was many things that could pleasure you, but there was nothing more better than the deep licking down below by your own human. He leaned towards Spike and hugged softly, pushing him downwards by leaning further and further down. The human smiled and went flat on the bed, relaxed and pleased. Gourry went quick to work. He gripped Spike's legs and pulled them towards him as he positioned himself roughly. Spike's shaft was twitching upwards and was too overexcited by leaking its own pre, spurting out much faster than other attempts in the past. Gourry's shaft was hidden in the shadows, still from total stiffness, and ready. The pointed head touched Spike's butt, pushing softly towards the hole that was close by. Spike moaned softly as he knew what was happening, pushing himself softly towards the dragon's hard-on. This was the moment - the tough flesh of dragon's cock made contact with human's stiff butthole, and the hole was expanding readily as it accommodated the approaching head. Spike was moaning as Gourry grinned with pleasure to his human, feeling his hole get filled slowly. The head was barely in, but troubles were already apparent. As soon as Gourry got his first inch into Spike, Spike was grunting softly with the uncomfortable feeling; his insides just not taking in so much before, and this worried Gourry. "Shall I stop? I don't want to hurt you" Spike was just smiling softly and reaching a hand out to his guardian, "P-please! Keep going...I don't want to lose this moment". He grunted louder as he shivered with immense pressure inside himself; it was painful in there, but he so wanted Gourry in him. The dragon just nodded and pushed his thickness further, he could feel that he got half his cockhead in, all he needed was to put more in, then it'd all be downhill from there. He sighed as he pushed deeper into his human's insides, spreading them further open as he returned the actions from earlier by licking and sucking softly on Spike's own shaft. Spike closed his eyes and grit his teeth in the increasing pain of having the love of his life in him...he just wanted that cockhead in and to stop there, he couldn't take any more pain. Gourry got to grunting as he forced deeper and deeper in, and suddenly stopped. Why was he just doing this the hard way? He could help him get his cock in better than this. He breathed deeply, went back to Spike's cock and continued. Spike was now just stuck in this unknown sense of pain on his back half, with his back straining itself more and more, and his insides being gouged open by Gourry's massive cock; yet his front side was just amazing, with Gourry tending to his leaky cock. His face was just a mix of pain and pleasure; and then suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise to what he could feel... Gourry's cock suddenly chilled itself to send a refreshing feeling inside Spike's body, and not only that, it was shivering...no, vibrating! The dragon smiled as his magick was working, not hearing a moan of pain anymore, but one of a relieved pleasure, and increasing. He counted to five slowly in his head, a sweatdrop hanging in his head...he loved this human! He was so tight inside, it was like nothing he ever felt before; he kept the count and breathed deep again, ready for this...four...FIVE! He slammed as hard as he could against Spike, forcing as much of his cock as he possibly could. The force was too much to him to make efficient and clamped his muzzle tightly around Spike's cock, hearing a loud scream from his sensitive human. He hoped for the best, as he could still hear Spike scream; it was difficult to determine if it was pain, pleasure, or both. He worried as he opened his muzzle and slid it out slowly from the cock he was sucking - he relieved himself as all he could see was just teethmarks on the soft flesh, but no actual breaking of the skin. He smirked at the toughness of this cock in front of himself. He knew Spike really had his cock at its most hard; any softer, and Spike would have to deal with explaining to the hospital why he's attached to a dragon and holding half of his own penis. Gourry tugged at his cock lightly, hearing his human lower the volume of his screams, and smiled deeply, leaning to Spike's head "mmm...guess what?". He winked and kissed his human's cheek, trying to dry it from the sweat that coated it in abundance. Spike demoted his scream to a whimper and was breathing fast and shallow, still trying to recover. "Spiiiiike...I'm in you now...the head's now in!". Spike smiled weakly, wanting to express it more with a stronger smile, but the pain recovery was taking priority. "I'm..haa!" he seethed in prolonged pain, which was slowly dying down, thanks to the chilled cock he could now feel working again, "...pleased...thank you! I thought it couldn't...". Gourry just nuzzled his now combined half and murred lightly "I'm sorry I caused so much pain in you. I know you wanted to experience this so much, no matter what". Spike just kept his smile and tilted his head just enough to get a good look at his protector, "More...". Gourry nodded softly and pushed further in, it being much easier now. Whilst the pain was still present in Spike, it was decreasing, and he could feel every contour of his dragon's cock inside him. He smiled as the shaft was pushing in and disappearing inside his body; this was so easy now! About four or five inches were inside when he grunted loudly again, Gourry stopping suddenly and pulling backwards, away from his body. He became confused as the inches inside him decreased and watched as Gourry tensed with each passing second, "What's wrong? It wasn't pain..." he yelped with a jolt of pain as he could feel the cockhead expand his butt wider again, a heavy pop made again as Gourry was free from Spike and now moving further way. Gourry stood up, looking down over his human, "I didn't want to cause you any more pain...I heard you grunt again. Besides, I'm close. If I shoot inside you now, you'd explode, I swear!". Spike looked at Gourry's cock, it was twitching and getting extremely hard - he'd love to get a sheet of steel to see if it would dent, but back to reality. He expressed his concern, "I wish I could feel you shooting inside me..." he nodded as he understood anyway, "I appreciate your safety. That's why I'm so interested in you.". Gourry winked and nodded "I wanna show you something that'll please you though.". The dragon stood up and faced himself towards Spike, placing his arms over his head, his paws behind his head, staring briefly at the PC monitor, "Why watch a boring set of pixels, when you can have the real thing?". He tensed himself, his biceps bulging, his chest thickening, his tail teasing its owner by stroking between the two orbs. His cock rose to his chest, almost touching it... The sea green dragon closed his eyes as he felt a huge surge inside his cock, and let off a long moan as he let loose a wide stream of a thick white liquid into the air, reaching a height that just barely missed the ceiling of the room, allowing gravity to take over and lower down to hit dragonscales with enough force to splatter, spreading everywhere. Gourry opened his eyes to see watch this white line that lead from his shaft to himself; no matter how many times he did it, he was always amazed at this trick and smiled lovingly with the shower he was creating for himself. He kept still to pleased his human, who he hoped was watching, as he could feel the tension inside his shaft lowering. With the heaving line of seed now stopping, it just changed to a leaking around the cockhead to make white veins down the long shaft, eventually dripping off the sac that once housed it, to land on the tail, staying there in a pool of white liquid. Gourry just panted softly and smiled as he was impressed with the show he did. With his wet body, he looked down to Spike, who was on the bed. Spike smiled at Gourry, looking like he wasn't fazed at all by the display he was shown. Gourry felt confused and downheartened, as he thought that would have got his human begging for more. His head fell in disappointment and sighed. That was when Spike leaped up and tried his best to pounce his guardian. Gourry didn't see it coming, so couldn't protect himself, thus fell down to the floor from the force. Spike grinned as his attempt to pounce succeeded, and he now 'captured' a live dragon, now he was on top. He giggled softly as he was now getting all wet from sitting on top of the post-spooged dragon, leaning his head down to make the teasing he was saying more clear, "Looks like I got you now! Is that all you can shoot?". Gourry smiled upwards "oh, I have tricks up my sleeve for times like this" and stood up effortlessly, making Spike yelp from losing his grip and slipping slowly downwards, only stopping by the backrest that was a large dragon's shaft. Gourry hugged Spike and purred softly; another chance to be close again. He could feel a twang in his head, but he let it pass as he just wanted to stay close for now. His thick arms wrapped around the thin build of the human, and rested his head lower and lower, parting his muzzle slightly as he breathed softly. Spike was trying to purr, in order to impress his superior, whose face was directly in front of his. Gourry hugged tighter and thrust his muzzle to the lips of his human, moaning as he could feel himself gain pleasure and release himself again, a heaving bolt of seed forcing out of the cockhead, massaging Spike's back with its aroused throbbing. Spike was just thrashing, but not because he wanted to part from Gourry, it was because he couldn't hold himself and was spasming violently. As soon as musky white liquid hit the bodies of the couple, spread all over themselves in the raining of dragonseed, Spike contributed on the inside. The deep stench of Gourry's musk, and the deep arousal forced his stiff shaft to pulse a very fast course of seed, the force nowhere as large as Gourry's, but still powerful to make the dragon feel it. Gourry expanded his wings and wrapped it around them both, as they kept the hug going; a closed environment for himself to really take in the dual musk that they were both producing. He purred softly in appreciation of Spike's seed hitting his chest, feeling it drip down quickly and slink downwards through his torso. As he kept on with his seed continue raining on, Spike was in higher pleasure, hearing the rapping sounds of his dragon's seed hitting the wings, which was acting like an umbrella; he loved that sound. His seed shots were soon over, but he didn't care, with his mouth combined with Gourry's, kissing deeply and enjoying every moment of this. Gourry was too enjoying every second, finishing his second bout of ejaculation and holding his human, still feeling Spike's seed drain downwards. The human's seed was more dilute than the dragon's, dripping down faster, but it was brighter in colour, so was easy to see, despite the darkness created from Gourry's wings; it finally stopped dribbling down at Gourry's abdominals, forming small canals where they filled the small valleys between each stomach muscle. Both were too engaged in embracing each other to care what was going on now, moaning in unison as Gourry parted his wings, and left them open to the bright lights of the room. A cloud of musk released from the pair, and diffused around the room. Gourry parted from the kiss slowly, smiling softly as he kept the hug, but was pulling upwards, lifting Spike softly, "I'm sorry I disappointed you earlier.". Spike was confused, he looked at Gourry with concern, "I don't see what you mean.". "Stop being modest, Spike, I want to make you happy, and I can see you're not. You're hiding it very well, but I know I've not made you completely happy. I...guess you can take it...just I wanted to be safe. I don't want to hurt you...". Gourry sighed and picked up Spike, rising him temporarily. Spike just nodded, admitting himself, "You said I'd explode, you were right. Don't worry about it, it's fine...seriously! I'm grateful you appeared, let alone gave me all this tonight.". Gourry whispered softly, suddenly changing tack, "I was thinking too safely; you did say that last grunt wasn't one of pain...besides, I got rid of both of my powerful shots, I'm dedicating this last one for you, hon. Now relax and get ready for the dragon to give you the ride of your life!". Gourry breathed deep, chilling his shaft to offer the same help as last time, lowering Spike downwards and impaling him slowly down the still stiff shaft. There was no need to vibe his cock, the amount of seed that was all over it was more than enough lube to slide it into the small hole he was pushing into. The dragon moaned softly, and so was Spike, twitching softly in the reflexes that he couldn't help but do, feeling the cockhead fill him again and expand his insides; this time, not as painful as last time. The reflex actions were most apparent in the hanging legs of the human; the feet accidentally brushing against Gourry's sac. Gourry moaned and tensed as he didn't want to shoot...not now, when he only just heard the slurping pop of getting the whole head in, he needed time, and he'd have some if his sac wasn't friggin' teased with! The sac was not stiff anymore, hanging limply downwards as much as gravity allowed, but there was enough in there to get the third shot that dragons were always known for doing; no matter how much they shoot, they always shoot it in threes. Spike was moaning softly, feeling discomfort turn into a relieving pleasure again, as inches of smooth black shaft disappeared into him. He looked at Gourry, who was grunting himself from restraining himself, and smiled, pushing downwards to get more of that beautiful cock in him. A good six inches had ploughed into the human before any further attempt to go further was just pushed back out by natural forces inside himself. The expanded prostate inside his body was also a hindrance, making Gourry's cock get squeezed tighter in the body of Spike. It was far enough and the dragon winked at the human and purred, leaning his head back and howling deep, letting go of his tension at last and unleashing a powerful gush of seed. The cool, musky liquid pushed deep into Spike's body; the powerful dragoncock spewed with more force than Gourry had anticipated, letting off a beam so hard, that he didn't know what would happen. The recipient was just moaning in unison to the howls down below, feeling the force of the liquid, and the pressure of it, as it was so much inside him for his body to take comfortably. He bypassed this by saying nothing but the deep moan of pleasure, Gourry pulsing the rest of his seed into the now tense body he was connected to. Spike was so pleased, he looked around him. His own shaft still had teethmarks around it. His own body was coated in the thick seed of his loving protector, even his hair had the stuff all over it; it'd take ages to wash it out! His dragon below, who treated him to such a spectacular evening, was covered in patches of human and dragon seed; he wished he had a camera to keep this in memory forever. The floor was all wet with both Gourry's disposed clothes, and the thick seed that was now soaking into the carpet. The heaving amounts of seed inside such a small body was just overwhelming for the human to take, and because of it, he keeled over slowly and passed out without so much as a warning. Spike woke up sharply, going from a laid position to a bolt upright sit. He looked around quickly. It was early morning, at about 3am, and he was dumbfounded. He couldn't feel anything, he wasn't wet, nor could feel anything dried onto him. He scrambled out of the bed he was placed on and searched frantically for anything, eventually stubbing his toe on a nearby chair. As he cursed silently, he switched the light on. Brightness filled the room, and it was easier to see. Spike looked around - he was still in his room, but where was the amazing dragon that he thought came along with it earlier. There wasn't a chance that a huge nine foot bipedal dragon would fit under the desk or the bed without making it obvious, so he didn't check there...he was gone. He sighed to himself, switched the light off, and shed a tear to himself. He was dreaming again, and he so hated it when he was cursed with such realistic dreams that gave him such joy, just to be taken away from them way before he was meant to. He stumbled to the bed, the dull pain on his toe not all that much as he sat down on the bed to lie down. He lifted his legs up, when a sharp bolt of pain hit his back. He seethed and held his back suddenly, the pain travelling downwards to his lumbar, then his coccyx. Something felt very wrong, he'd never got this backpain before, and started to massage it. He felt down his spine and stopped as near the end, he felt something damp. It wasn't usual, so he took his hand away and tried to catch the smell it produced. His hand didn't smell of anything, but it was damp and had something on it. Regardless, he knew it probably wasn't hygienic, so got himself up off the bed to go to the bathroom to wash his hands. A quick handwash later, and he was back in his room, ready to go back to bed. He say down, disregarded the pain in his back and laid down to go back to sleep...or he would if he didn't have a damn hardon that he just picked up after smelling that dampness, twisted in his underwear. He grumbled, as this was probably what woke him up and reached down to his groin to rearrange his tackle to a more comfortable position. He pulled at his boxer shorts and set them right, but as he was pulling away, he felt a unknown dent on his shaft. He set down his other hand to investigate, the first one keeping his underwear open. He stroked down his cock, smiling as it felt good, but stopped as it went halfway and felt weird bumps. He leapt up off the bed again and switched the light on, pulling down his lower set of clothes, panting as he was worried about what it was he got. He gripped his shaft and stared at it...there was a line wrapped around the skin that had regular dents and valleys going most of the was around the circumference...he proposed that he either had an accident and perforated his penis, or those marks were...teethmarks? His eyes widened and a deep grin wrapped around his face...what happened to him? He looked at the floor, seeing nothing that showed a past of dampness, and neither did the bed. Everything looked like nothing had happened, but there was more and more evidence that he was with Gourry; but was it true? It was a great experience, and he did remember more of it than he could if it was a dream. He just needed one more item of proof, and that came when he switched off the light to give up and go to bed. At least he could paw off over it if it was or wasn't true. He got to bed, laid down and set his spectacles on the desk, hearing a clink. Spike was confused with the clink and saw a white glowing blob next to his specs. He set them on and got a clearer view. A chemiluminescent liquid was inside a very small container, with a tiny silver ring at the top. He stared at the liquid, which was quite thick, but it was fluid. The container had an etching at the bottom, and needed a good tilt to see what it said "GGE + Spike". The liquid did seem to be as thick as...this couldn't be! What he had on his hand was a few millilitres of the amalgam of dragon and human seed, musky and thick. This was beyond belief, Spike shed a second tear, this one being one of joy from the experience he had being true. This was a gift and a memento of a treasured moment. He opened his necklace and slid the new charm into it, letting it hang freely, close to his heart. He finally laid down to bed. His back was aching from strain, his ragingly hard cock was now getting damp again, as he couldn't help but let off pre from both the stuff he smelt earlier, and seeing the wonder of that amalgam locked inside a beautiful charm; a permanent reminder of a brief encounter. He was going to have an uncomfortable sleep tonight, but in all real honesty, for that once in a lifetime opp