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Story description: Everyone needs a ruler. Even dragons. When a careless runt illegally drinks water from the king's favorite lake, there is only one thing a sane dragon would do. Make the other submit through any means necessary...

Wuldonyx (male kingly dragon) belongs to http://www.furaffinity.net/user/chocolatekirby/

Makaidos (Aka the Runt) is none other than Makaidos

Tyrryx (Orange anime-dragon) belongs to Sunoth

Story written by yours truly, Cheetahs

Art done by the amazing The Secret Cave (yeah...he's named after a place. Don't ask!) --> http://www.furaffinity.net/user/thesecretcave/

A Dignified Embrace

Wuldonyx crashed on the bank of the lake so hard the water's surface rippled and the ground shook under his paws. He was a big dragon, with what some deemed intimidating features. Snowy claws extended from his sky-blue feet and a crown of solid gold, etched with precious stones, hovered above his head, a sight to behold.

His imposing presence certainly proved too much for the dark blue whelp he found on the bank of his lake to handle. And was that a flinch?

Of course it was. Wuldonyx didn't expect any less from a runty dragon stealing from HIS lake! The blue dragon -for he was blue, despite the dark tones of his scales and the white bubble-like formations decorating his scaly hide- backed away a few steps, eyes looking back and forth between the lake, the sky, and his rightful king.

"Don't even think about it," Wuldonyx said, approaching him with slow, methodical, kingly steps.

"Wh- think what?" the dragon asked, puzzlement shining within his azure eyes. "I drank my fill. I'm...I'll just...leave now."

Wuldonyx billowed a thin gust of grey smoke. "Do you even know who I am?"

The dark blue shook his head.

"No? Then let me introduce myself," Wuldonyx slammed a paw down. "This is my lake you deflowered. Mine! Not the roost's, not the guild's, mine."

"But it's just a lake... Unmarked. I checked before I drank. It's unclaimed! Who are you to even put such restrictions on a vital body of water?"

"I'm your king, runt. See this golden crown, floating above my head? It's a symbol of authority. I know your little runty head might have a hard time accepting the blunt truths I'm hurling at you, but I own this lake and, through that extension, anyone who drinks from it."

The runt tucked his wings closer to his body. He was afraid for sure. Wuldonyx preferred it that way. Fear made the blood pump faster.

"I...I'm going to leave you alone with the lake then. Sorry about the...invasion...the depreciation of your water, or whatever I did. Truly, it was not my intent to cause any sort of emotional grievance. I will-"

"Grrr..." Wuldonyx snarled. "You talk too much. Why not slide that pretty snout of yours between my legs?"

"What?"

"You heard me," Wuldonyx straightened his neck, flaring his wings. "Sniff my slit. No. Polish it with your tongue. Of course, you might choke a little bit, or be tempted to pull back, but don't worry...I'll keep your snout glued there until my scent is impregnated upon your snout. See if you forget who owns you after that!"

The runt bared his fangs. Wings flared on either side of him, making him look even more pathetic. "No one owns me. Not dragon, or feline, or gryphon. No one!"

Wuldonyx couldn't help but smile. "You lie with such conviction, it is almost admirable. Do you really want me to put you into place?"

"Come at me, you double eyed freak."

That insult just ticked Wuldonyx the wrong way. He blasted himself off the ground in a storm of dust and flying grass, so fast that the whelp was forced to blink. In that fraction of a second, Wuldonyx crashed into the dragon, sending him sliding several wingspans along the grass. Though it was funny to see the whelp trying desperately to recover, Wuldonyx placed his front paws upon his shoulders and dug his claws through the scales hard enough to hurt.

"Grrraarrr..."

"Yesss. Mewl, you worthless hatchling."

"I'm...going to..."

A sharp hit took Wuldonyx between the legs. He stared back, grinned, then turned back to the runt, teeth all bared for his viewing pleasure. "What? Expected me to topple over? Roar my heart out like those stupid two-legs who have their rocks jiggling between their legs?"

Another blow came. Then another. Wuldonyx entertained the runt for a few seconds, then slammed his foot onthe offending tail.

A sharp hiss left the captive's maw. "What...do you...want?"

"Finally! A question fit for a proper dragon. I started to think your parents mated with mindless beasts. What do I want? That's simple..."

The runt flinched as Wuldonyx's warm breath rolled over his face.

"I want your scales. Your scent. Your wings, your tail, your paws..." he slid along the runt's body, sniffing with heightened interest as he approached that particular place between a dragon's legs. "But first, we need to figure out your gender."

"I'm..."

Wuldonyx pushed his snout against that damp, sensitive slit, breathing deep, forcing those annoying words to disperse into a tender, primal growl. The dragon was male. His actions hinted as such, but to taste his smell at the source was something much more...arousing.

"Mrrrhhh..." Wuldonyx raised his head, licking over his twitching nostrils. "You do smell more impressive than you look, runt. This haze...it's almost potent enough to warrant a proper taste, isn't it?"

"No.... No don't!"

But Wuldonyx already slid his tongue along the fleshy rift, sinking his tongue just enough to feel the flesh ripple under his curling tip. Once he took a sample upon his rolling tongue, he retreated it inside his maw to analyze the concoction. And what a treat it was!Pure male musk mixed with the taunting taste of dried seed. It was a few days old, enough to turn the taste a tad bitter, but that only served to flareWuldonyx's senses.

"How long has it been since you last relieved yourself?"

"A few hours."

"Seed, whelp. I'm talking about seed."

"I...a few days, I think. My last partner went back to his mate and I'm not really one to spill into my own paw."

"I'm not surprised. I wouldn't let my enemies near these stunted paws of yours. Are those pads?"Wuldonyx tilted his head.

"Why does it matter?"

"Oh, it matters," Wuldonyx pressed himself against the smaller dragon. He growled, of course. That's what hatchlings did, but Wuldonyx was willing to ignore that pathetic weakness for now. Feeling a slit rub against his -any slit- worked a special kind of appetite. "What would you say if a striking dragon like me gets together with an ugly rock-head like you? It isn't everyday you get to sample the touch of royalty..."

The runt clearly disapproved. Not only he growled, but he became openly hostile, for all the good his pitiful scratches did.

"Stop. You're only going to break your own claws."

"I'd bleed before I let a monster like you claim me. You're no king of mine, freak."

"That almost hurt," Wuldonyx slid his tongue to taste the runt's bared teeth, which dribbled with warm saliva. "I like you though, so instead of stretching your tailhole as big as the lake behind us, I am going to make you a proposition. If I am as revolting as you say, you'll remain safely tucked inside your slit and I'll walk away. But if your cock peeks out, no matter if it's the tip, half, or the whole thing, I will claim you in any way I want. Understand?"

The runt nodded once. Poor fool. He probably didn't expect to be put on trial so soon. His wings flared. Words flew out of his maw. Wuldonyx ignored each and every one of them as he breathed in another dose of that delicious musk. Oh, he was going to enjoy coaxing the runt's little snake out.

He hovered above the male's slit, sniffing a couple of times, lulling him into a false sense of security. It worked. The fool let his defenses down. And when that happened, Wuldonyx plunged his tongue straight through his slit, sinking into a nest of flesh reserved only for a male's sensitive genitalia. Walls of pure muscle squeezed at his tongue, ripe with heat and dribbling with lubrication. Wuldonyx didn't waver. With his snout tightly pressed against the convulsing lips, he sucked in any errant moisture as his tongue rolled along the trembling muscles. The runt was trying to push him out, but each spasm revealed a crucial weakness in his defense.

His cock.

Wuldonyx wrapped his tongue around the soft fleshy spear as soon as he found it, then squeezed around it like a female in heat.

He wasn't growing.

Wuldonyx loosened his grip a little. Perhaps strangling a limp cock wasn't the best of options. A dragon needed friction, so he licked around the member and rubbed his snout up and down, stimulating the muscles from all possible angles.

Nothing was happening.

"Graarrrr!" Wuldonyx shoved himself back, sticky bridges forming between his snout and the male's clamping slit. "You are resilient. I give you that."

"I met dragons like you before. I won't be broken. Never again!"

"Yeah?" Wuldonyx settled his eyes a bit lower. "What about this?"

He gathered all the saliva he had within his maw, then pushed it out as a sticky glob of high quality lubrication that splashed upon the dragon's pink pucker. The muscles were all too eager to absorb the moisture. With a single squelching grip, they drew the fluid deeper, coaxing a soft trembling sigh from the runt's maw.

"I think I found your weakness," Wuldonyx sniffed the potent musk residing around the dragon's tailhole.

"You're wrong. I lick myself...more often than you think."

"You do? Then you'll find my tongue a mere nuisance."

With that said, Wuldonyx pushed his tongue against that warm, trembling ring of flesh. He felt the shivers coursing beneath. He knew how weak the runt was down here. So he probed around for a bit, waited for the muscles to relax...

...then pushed himself as deep as he could through that narrow, hot, sensitive tunnel.

"Graawwrrrr!" the captive thrashed, wings flapping, tail slapping uselessly on the hard ground. "Too deep...too..."

Wuldonyx didn't care. The heartyspasms told him everything he needed to know. He wriggled his tongue inside, teasing the muscles in every way he could, and sure enough the runt's pink cock burst through the shuddering slit, throbbing long and hard in rhythm with his tailhole.

Wuldonyx whipped his tongue back. "Beautiful," he licked his snout dreamily, entranced by the raw smells emanating from the open slit. "It seems that in spite of the inglorious insults you threw at me, you do enjoy the touch of a king."

"No...leave...just leave me alone."

"With your cock out, begging for attention?" Wuldonyx rolled his tongue along the ridges, finishing with a swipe around the delicious spade, the taste of aroused cock tingling his senses. "My dear dragon, I am many things, but cruel is not one of them," Wuldonyx said as he pushed himself on his fours.

The runt's cerulean eyes widened. They both knew why, of course. The potent smells coaxed an obvious reaction out of Wuldonyx's own slit.

"Two cocks? How can they even fit inside your slit?"

Wuldonyx peeked between his legs, then gave a flashy grin. "What can I say? I'm gifted."

He straddled the squirming blue, who still put up a fight until their cocks brushed against each other. Wuldonyx let out a long growl of delight. It felt so good to rub his sensitive shafts against another eager member. Even the runt underneath gritted his jaws as the two fat, tapered, dark blue cocks surrounded the lonely pink into a tight embrace. Wuldonyx slid forth, rolling his twin cocks along the lone baton, feeling each of its features before he rolled backwards.

"Mrrr...you do have an interesting cock, my little runt. Almost makes me wish to mark it," Wuldonyxpushed himself further, squeezing the runt's cock with his twin ones. Hot tingles of pleasure rushed along his members, making them hot with lust and hard with purpose. He needed something more. Something wetter. Something deeper.

Pushing his claws into the ground, Wuldonyx pushed his hips forward, sinking one of his cocks into the runt's hot, quivering slit.

"Grawwrrrrr!" he snapped and bit around uselessly. "Too big. You're too big. Too....graarrrr! Get off. Take it out!"

"Mrawwrrr...I think...I'll linger for a while," Wuldonyx pushed deeper into the male's home, not caring for his discomfort until his tapered tip slid the deepest. There, buried into the farthest reaches of the male's slit, he could feel each pumping throb as if it was his own.

"It's tight...too tight...like a claw twisting inside my...graaarr take it out already!"

Wuldonyx snarled. He squirted his pre-seed once inside the bastard, and he already started growling his heart out.

"Stand still, you slimy whelp. Of course it hurts when you thrash like gutted prey. Just let me lubricate you a little."

"The ache! Graaarrrr, the sting. It's tearing through my-"

A heavy paw slammed the complaints inside the offending maw. "You think this hurts? I'm not even inside you yet. How do you think your tight, squirming tail hole will behave when I invite myself in? Think it will be soft, like your mother's licks? No, no no." Wuldonyxswirled his tongue around the whelp's snout in mocking affection. "You will feel like the small little hen that's being raped by a dragon!"

And with that, Wuldonyx pushed himself back, plugging the whelp's available holes at the same time, one dark cock spearing into the depths of his slit while the other sank through the highly receptive tailhole. For Wuldonyx, mating this male felt more fulfilling than any pleasure life had to offer. Both of his cocks pounded within their respective shelters, smothered by the wet embrace of soft, shivering flesh.

For the runt, this felt like desecration. No, worse. It was rape. His slit felt on the verge of bursting from all that pressure, and his tailhole stretched to its limits, too much for its own good. This beast of a dragon was just too big to mate, but he enjoyed every moment of it. Every lick. Every breath. Every throb.Makaidos knew it was only a matter of time before he started thrusting in his earnest.

And when the first shove came, his eyes teared up like a waterfall. Pleasure and pain washed over him like twin bolts of lightning, prompting him to squeeze down the offending members as hard as he could, much to Wuldonyx's growling delight.

"Growl! Roar, my tight, squelching servant. I'll soon have you filled with my royal seed!"

"Graaarrrr! Mmroooaaarrrr!"

Wuldonyxspeared through Makaidos' faltering defenses, going in for another thrust, then another, each harder than the last. Precum overflowed from the squelching orifices, and Wuldonyx wriggled the tips of his highly mobile cocks to draw even harsher growls from his moaning subject.

"Harder!" He slapped the whelp's moaning head to the side. "Louder!" He slapped again. "I want you cumming before me, runt. I want to feel your hot seed exploding onto my belly before I burst into you!"

"Too..."

"Too what?" Wuldonyx approached his head. "Say again. I didn't hear you through all that sissy whimpering."

"Too... big..."

That was too funny to pass up. Yet instead of roaring with amusement, Wuldonyx clamped his jaws around the whelp's frail neck, applying just enough pressure to raise his cries a pitch higher. He held on for two highly satisfying growls, then pulled back to lick his pet as if nothing happened.

"You're squeezing me harder than a thousand years old virgin. You like this, whelp, more than you dare to admit!"

"It's...I..." the runt squeezed his eyes shut, then threw his head back.

"No...not yet. Not now!" Wuldonyx pawed him several times, getting nothing but moans and growls along with a faint warning. "You can't be cumming so fast. You're in pain. You're-"

"I'm c...close..."

"You'll keep it in, you worthless, moaning sack of scales! I'm still not done with you. Hear that? I barely tasted your slit. Hardly penetrated your tailhole. I'll dig deeper, and deeper, and when my precum turns to rivers, only then you'll be allowed to cum. So says your king!"

The runt soared too high to understand spoken words. His throbs became earthquakes, his squeezes crashing rockfalls. He was going to cum, and Wuldonyx had maybe a few thrusts to enjoy this whelp before his pleasure spilled forth.

**

Tyrryx waited in the bushes, watching the two dragons, biding his time until the right moment would arrive. The big one seemed to be the dominant type. From the moment he had landed, he treated the dark blue like one of his females... that is, if he even liked females. A few moments later, Tyrryx saw the snarl on the big dragon's snout. He liked what he smelled. Snout deep inside a male's slit...that had to smell divine.

Tyrryx shifted. His cock was growing at an alarming rate now that the two males started getting frisky with each other. He wasn't the dominating type, nor the submissive one. No. Being involved in such affairs was far too direct for somebody who just liked to watch.

And right now, Tyrryx was getting quite the view. The smaller dragon was laying on his back, blue wings twitching with tingles of pleasure as the bigger, better male pushed his slippery tongue through his tailhole. It was wonderful to see how easy he sank inside, and how the dark blue dragon squirmed in bliss.

Tyrryx shifted on his side and grabbed himself. His tapered cock throbbed furiously within his paw. He could do it right here. Satisfy the aching need that burned within his crotch.

Or he could take a small risk and get a closer look... Tyrryx thought on it long and hard. By the time his mind returned to the present, the two dragons were already in the thick of it.

"No way..." Tyrryx licked his snout with lust, watching wide-eyed how the bigger male penetrated the smaller with two sizable cocks. The way they growled, moved, and breathed--it wasorgasmic, to say the least.

Tyrryx darted past the safety of his cover. He ran towards the two males, far too aroused to care if anybody noticed him. He was almost a hundred wingspans away when the smell hit him in full force. Musk, potent and fertile, belonging to two very aroused males.

Tyrryx moaned. His maw salivated, his cock dribbled with need. He covered the rest of the distance as fast as he could, then rolled straight on his back, paw wrapped around his cock, two fingers probing around his tailhole.

"Somebody...d-dragon..."

"Keep it tight, runt!"

"There's a... it's a...dragon... watching us."

Tyrryx froze as the big male fixed him with two pairs of golden eyes. "How in dragon's name have you sneaked around me?"

Tyrryx swallowed. "I...I was watching. Watching from the bushes, but then you started thrusting and I wanted to see everything from up-close."

"I'll give you something to watch, you fuzzy pervert!" Wuldonyx pushed himself inside with a loud squelching thrust. "Saw that? How's the view? Wet enough for you?"

He probably considered that a good way to ward him off, a sharp slice of sarcasm delivered through growls and hisses of delight. He must have thought he looked intimidating and fierce, claiming the blue like that, but Tyrryx...

Tyrryx found it inexplicably arousing.

Tyrryx grabbed himself tighter, shivering with pent-up lust. This was everything he could wish for, to smell the heavy musk of breeding, to hear the many noises of sex squelching or splashing around him. He washed his paw over his soaked tip, then slid down his tapered length all the way into his soaked slit. His wings trembled, and his toes flared. By all the gods, it felt so good, and it was just one fickle rub.

"How close are you?" he asked, eager to release his pent-up seed.

"Use your nose, you dumb chicken. I already have one runt to tame."

"Nrraaaaah!" the blue dragon's tail wriggled uncontrollably. "I'm almost...almost...graaaarrr!"

That was exactly what Tyrryx wanted to hear. He inhaled a sharp dose of male musk, then rubbed his paw up and down, lubricating and stimulating his pink length with mind bending waves of pure pleasure. Each stroke felt as if his own cock braved through a dragon's sticky passage. The big one mated with such passion, while the smaller squeezed faster and harder, his slit and tailhole a wet, squelching mess.

Tyrryx pushed two fingers through his anal ring, finding the muscles most eager to receive their dose of stimulation. The orange dragon sank halfway through, then massaged himself in increasingly faster circular motions. His tunnel quivered around his fingers, prompting his cock to harden and squirt. Beads of precum rolled over the sticky paw that furiously beat his rock-hard cock.

Gods, it was too much. Too intense.

Tyrryx drew in a sharp breath. He was going to cum too soon, too hard, too-

"Graawwwrrrrr!" A sharp roar erupted from the bottom dragon's maw. His tailhole sealed shut, trembling around the thick cock lodged inside it. Then, in the blink of an eye, that spaded, ridged, precum dripping pink cock erupted, sending a thick squirt of milky seed to splash onto the big dragon's belly and paint it a shade lighter.

"Too quick. Ngrrrrr, you came...too quick!" Wuldonyx growled angrily. "I'm gonna pound you. I'll split your holes apart. I'll..."

"Mrrrrooooaarrrr! Raaawwrrrraaawwwrrrr!"

Another splash hurled from the bulging head of the dark blue's cock, then another, each heavier than the last.

Tyrryx felt his own pleasure ascend. The smell of fresh seed pierced deep into his nostrils, and each splash of cum splattering upon scales drove spikes of heated pleasure into his tightening crotch.

Wuldonyx slowed down. Buried underneath the weight of a climaxing male, he could hardly hold himself back. With one last thrust, he buried himself as deep as he could, then exploded with a thundering roar. A tide of cum washed over the dark blue's slit, splattering the bottom half of the pink ridged cock.

The dark blue's toes curled hard, tail smashing into the ground. A geyser of the same thick, milky cum burst out of his overly stretched tailhole, covering the grass and filling the air with a haze of thick musk.

Tyrryx threw his hips hard against his own paw, then loosened his own seed, spurting ropes of pent-up essence across his yellow colored belly. He growled, moaned, and shivered as his cock emptied itself of all that pent-up ache. Though his seed had a sweeter tinge, Tyrryx thoroughly enjoyed covering himself with his own product. He even opened his mouth to taste all that delicious essence upon his tongue. He didn't receive much, but the taste of some seed was better than none.

Meanwhile, Wuldonyx was embraced by the sweetest of pleasures. Like an untamed river, his twin cocks spurted copious amounts of royal seed, filling the runt with more seed than he ever bargained for. His tailhole was clenching like a hungry beast, always demanding more than it ate. Wuldonyx had no problem with that. Being milked was by far one of the better parts of claiming a dragon.

For Makaidos, the exotic pleasure of being filled from two places at once beat anything he had ever felt before. His slit was overflowing with hot seed. His tailhole was sore and achy, but each spurt, each throb of that sweet wriggling cock caused his muscles to spasm uncontrollably. The beast knew what he was doing. His prehensile tips knew where to rub, how to touch, when to insist. With one pressed up against his prostate and the other one applying pressure inside his slit, Makaidos dribbled wave after wave after wave, washing his cock in the same sticky essence it tried to evacuate.

Roars, growls and moans mixed in a chorus of splattering mess. Seed was everywhere, and even the breeze couldn't penetrate the haze of musk surrounding the three males. Tyrryx finished first, dropping on the ground like a boulder, his cock still twitching weakly inside his messy paw.

Makaidos finished right after that. He panted heavily, tongue lolling from his maw. Right now, he felt exactly like a female put in the breeding row.

And Wuldonyx enjoyed that immensely. His tongue traced back and forth along Makaidos' neck while his cocks kept spurting ridiculous amounts of seed.

"How does it feel to be mine, runt?"

"It aches..." Makaidos moaned.

"Does it? Pain can be such a bothersome thing...but you seem to thrive on it. I felt your muscles wrapping around me, your lust oozing out in waves, just like your pre-seed. You enjoyed being mine as much as I enjoyed taking you, dragon."

"So what?" Makaidos hissed. "I'm not yours just because some words and a bit of seed say so."

"It won't be just a bit, my little stupid hatchling. I won't stop until you reek of my scent. My seed will flow so deep, that everywhere you go, anywhere you fly, anytime you lick yourself, I'll be there with you. You are mine, runt. All mine."

***The End***

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