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I wake up, mind still muzzy and my eyes still tightly shut, to something warm and wet licking at the sole of my foot. My toes flex, and a soft moan escapes my lips as it begins lapping between the spread digits. As I bury my face in the pillow to block out the light streaming into my bedroom, I push my foot against a broad, scaly snout. “Fug off, Coal."

A warm puff of air tickles my sole as the dragon huffs, and the tongue leaves my foot alone. I usually appreciate the wakeup call, but not on a day off right after a hard, late night of work.

Squirming and trying to shift in the bed, completely uncovered from a long night of tossing and turning, I finally find a comfortable position on my back. My own breath huffs out in a content sigh, and my mind starts to drift away again. However, my rest is interrupted once more as the bed creaks under a heavy weight and smooth scales brush against my calves. “Coal, down." This is the part where the dragon would usually do as I say, tilting his head and staring up at me with his strangely-intelligent eyes, but it seems like the big guy has something else in mind this morning. He snuffles and snorts, and then his nose pushes against the throbbing bulge of my morning wood.

I hiss, clenching up from the contact, and reach down to press a hand against Coal's muzzle. The dragon's done this before, sniffing at my crotch as I lay sprawled in bed or on the couch, or nuzzling my ass whenever I leave my back turned to him for too long. I've always dismissed it as just animal curiosity, no more significant than a dog smelling your crotch to get to know you, but he seems just a bit too eager to snuffle into my underwear and sniff along my length this morning. I try to push him away, but he's insistent on staying right where he is. With a groan, I lift my head a bit and slur out, “Coal, what are you-“

That's when I feel the leather around my throat.

All thought grinds to a screeching halt as my hand goes to my neck, tugging at the band. Braided leather strips, woven together and buckled with a sturdy iron clasp—perfect for any larger animal, the pet shop clerk had said with a laugh. My hand brushes against the thin metal medallion hanging at the front, a circle with 'Coal' engraved in the center. It had seemed appropriate; I had intended to keep him as a pet, even though he had turned into something more like a close companion in the weeks since I had found him. He'd seemed confused by the collar at first, but when I told him how great it looked he had held his head high and pranced about the apartment, proud to wear it. So what the hell is it doing on me?

My sleep-caked eyes finally snap open, and my jaw falls slack at the sight before me. Coal's large, black-scaled form looms over me as he continues to nuzzle—and even lick—at my crotch. His paw is lifted in a strange, almost human way that I've never seen him manage before, the leash I had bought to go along with his collar gripped tightly in his claws. The dragon finally looks up at me with his bright, golden eyes, and his mouth shifts itself into an almost-perfect smirk. Alien pressure pushes just within my ears, quickly resolving into a deeply resonant, yet teasingly sing-songy voice. “Good morning, human!"

I should be panicking, kicking and flailing at the suddenly unfamiliar beast that's taken the place of the Coal I've known, but my voice is calm and even as I stay frozen. “Um, good morning… Coal?" He drags his long, sinuous tongue along the tent in my underwear, and I suppress a shudder—not of revulsion, but of pleasure, as something more than just his saliva begins to soak the fabric. “What's going on?"

“Oh, human," the voice in my ears says with a low chuckle. “Don't you worry about it. Just relax, and be a good little pet, as I've been for you all this time…"

“Wha-“ My words are cut off with a sharp cry as he jerks on the chain leash in his grip. Coal slides off the bed, and I'm dragged along behind him by the collar around my neck.

“Ah-ah, good pets don't talk back," the voice—Coal—says. He sits on his haunches, leering as his gaze roams over my nearly-nude form, and I have no choice but to stand there in just my underwear with a twitching, leaking hard on. “Hmm… no, that won't do. Why don't you take off those undergarments of yours?" A predatory light enters his burning eyes as he licks his chops. There've been lots of people who've been intimidated, even scared when they've seen him walking down the street beside me, but one look into those bright, shining eyes is usually enough to get them calmed down and treating him like any other pet in the neighborhood. But now, those eyes bore into me with a hunger that sends a shudder down my spine.

“Okay, that's enough." I tug at the collar, trying to find the clasp to unbuckle it. “Coal, I don't know what the fuck is going on, but if you think-“

A low, rumbling growl reverberates through the room, and I suddenly realize that I'm talking back to a goddamn dragon that's as tall me when he's sitting down. His wings shift against his back, and I can't help trembling as he stares straight into my eyes. “I told you, good pets don't talk back. Now… strip!" The command crashes straight through my eardrums, and my hands drop to the waistband of my underwear of their own accord. I tug them down and let them fall, crossing my arms over my chest as I stand completely exposed before the mighty beast.

This time, the sound that rumbles in Coal's throat seems to be one of pleasure. “There we go, good boy. Now…" He gives me that same smirk from earlier, and then jerks the chain in his grip. I cry out again, falling forward onto my hands and knees, and wince at the sharp sting of rug-burn on my palms. As I take a deep, hissing breath, the pain is immediately washed away by a thick, almost chokingly-heady scent that quickly fills my lungs.

“Wh-wha?" I look up, and finally realize where I am. The thickly muscled masses of Coal's haunches rise on either side of me, and I flinch as the points of his claws stroke along my back.

“You like that, human? Go on, take a deep whiff." His hips spread slightly, and I flush as I catch sight of the slightly-moist lips of his genital slit. I've seen it plenty of times before whenever he's sprawled and rolled around on the ground. And yeah, there have been a few times when I've taken… a bit more than just a glance at it. But now it's right before my eyes, its mouthwatering scent burning in my nose and drawing me to crawl forward. Soft scales coat the slightly-puffy lips surrounding Coal's slit, dewed with musky droplets of moisture that smear across my nose as I nuzzle along its length. I take a deep sniff, pushing my nose inside a bit to drink his sharp, bestial, slightly vinegary musk directly from the source, and feel my head swim as my cock pulses and drips beneath me. A low moan sends my hot breath washing over the dragon's crotch, and he lets out a pleased groan above me. “Good boy… good little human…"

The words jerk me out of the stupor I've sunken into, and my cheeks burn with shame; what the hell had I just been doing? I try to clear my head, but every breath of that scent is like a hammer smashing into my frantic, half-gathered thoughts. My hesitation seems to displease the beast above me; with a low rumble, he bats at me with a forepaw and sends me sprawling on my back.

My breath comes in panting gasps as fresh air fills my lungs once more. However, that respite is quickly torn away as Coal crawls over me, hips wiggling and tail swishing as he positions himself above me. I feel a few hot drops of liquid musk splash onto my cheeks, and look up to see Coal's dripping, twitching slit looming over my face. He pauses, seemingly to allow me time to drink in the sight and scent of his soft-scaled crotch, and then the dragon's sonorous voice chuckles in my ear. “Perhaps there's something else you desire, pet? I know how much you like to stare…" He shifts forward in little half-hops, the scent surrounding me growing spicier and slightly earthy. I stare, unable to turn away as his tail lifts to reveal a second scale-ringed slit, which gapes open to reveal the tightly-puckered hole within. “You like that, human? Like staring at my ass? I know you do…"

I flush, my eyes riveted to that tight-looking hole. “I-I…" I've taken a look, sure, whenever Coal would lounge at my side or sprawl on the ground at my feet, and it's hard not to notice what's under a dragon's tail when he lifts and sways it so cheerily as he's walked. It's always just been curiosity about my companion's large, alien body; or at least, so I've told myself. There were a few times when our eyes would meet, the strange intelligence in his gaze captivating me while his tail lifted as if inviting me underneath; but I've always laughed it off, even the time he stared up at me knowingly while he cleaned himself back there. His heavily-muscled hind legs spread open as he curled over himself. His long, sinuous tongue lapping over the flesh, dipping inside occasionally.

“Go ahead. Get a closer look." Coal's voice scatters my thoughts, and I look back up to see his rear slowly lowering towards me. I gasp and squirm under the dragon, but he's far too massive to even hope to stop. The scent grows stronger and stronger, burning my nose and lungs as I take great, fearful gulps of it. Finally, that large pucker presses down onto my face, and I can't help letting out a breathy moan into Coal's crotch. He grinds his pungent hole against my nose and lips and settles down onto me. Without thinking, I let my tongue dart out against the smooth inner flesh within the warm slit, and Coal gasps in delight. “There we go, lick it, pet. Get a nice taste of me."

A groan vibrates against the scales of the dragon's hind end as my tongue darts out again and again, sampling the flavor of his pucker. Relief floods through me as I notice how clean he is, tasting only a bit of salty, coppery sweat and something I hazily recognize as dragon saliva; Coal's given me enough slobbery licks to make the taste of his drool familiar. He must have cleaned himself just before waking me up. I reward his thoughtfulness by giving the sensitive lips of his slit a few gentle nibbles.

Tentatively, I reach up to grasp the dragon's hips and pull him more firmly against me, my tongue running around his taut rim and over the center of his hole. Loud gasps and moans from above let me know the dragon is enjoying this, and I begin to let out a few moans of my own into his ass. While my tongue wriggles and squirms against the center of that clenching hole, I trail my fingers up the inside of Coal's thigh to brush over his neglected genital slit.

The dragon cries out, thrusting down onto me and pressing me into the carpet. “Good! Good little pet!" His voice is now rough and husky in my ears as my fingers trail along his opening, digging inside a bit to test the depth. Slowly, carefully, I begin working my fingers into him. Coal pants and shakes above me, and his voice urges me to go, “Deeper, pet!" The shuddering beast groans loud and long as I swirl my fingers against his wet, silky inner walls and my tongue against his pulsing, gripping hole. He tenses as my fingers thrust in and out of his twitching passage, working deeper and deeper, searching for the prize hidden in the dragon's depths.

Finally, I find it; my fingertips brush over the warm, hard, leaking flesh, and Coal arches his back to let out a roar of pleasure. I continue lashing my tongue against the dragon's relaxing hole while digging my fingers into the smooth flesh of his slit and making his cock pulse and twitch against the probing digits. His member begins to grow within him, pushing out from his moist, musky depths and pressing my fingers into the flexing muscles of his slit. The throbbing flesh forces my hand out of Coal, following along after as it slides out from its hiding place. Then the dragon's ass lifts off of my face.

“There we go, pet. Like what you see?"

I can only nod, staring in awe at the massive cock swinging between Coal's hind legs. It's almost as long as my forearm from wrist to elbow, and mouth-wateringly thick. The rigid, slick flesh is covered in exotic, though not unpleasant-looking bumps and ridges, giving the tapered cock a fierce, wild look. Thick pre-cum drips from the spaded tip to land on my face in burning-hot pinpoints; I give in to the urge to lick a bit off of my upper lip, and am immediately struck by the heady taste. Coal's hips lift up higher as I sit up, his tail arcing over his back to make room for me as I take in the view laid out before me. My own forgotten erection pulses and leaks against my stomach and, with a quiet whimper, I grip and begin to stroke it. “C-Coal-“

“Ah ah, pet. 'Master.'"

My tongue darts across my lips. “Master… can I…?"

“Go ahead, pet. Show me how much you want it."

My unoccupied hand reaches out, and I feel the heat of that twitching member against my fingertips before they even brush against the turgid flesh. My tongue darts over my lips again as I watch it bob with the dragon's slow, steady heartbeat. The last of my will finally breaks, and I grasp Coal's cock to rub it against my cheeks and mouth. With a tender kiss to the spicy, pungent flesh, I take a deep breath and let my worries sink beneath the thick, heady fumes of the dragon's crotch.

He pants, hips pumping slightly as I lap at the base and into his slit, sampling the sharp flavor within. “So good," he moans as I suckle on the underside of his erection, moving my way down to flick my tongue over the dripping tip. His pre-cum coats my tongue, potent and animalistic, and I take the ridged head into my mouth to swallow down more of the salty-sweet taste. “Should have done this weeks ago…"

A moan of agreement vibrates from my mouth along his length, making his tail thrash in the air above us. Coal whimpers and flexes his paws while I continue bobbing my head. Meanwhile, I gently bend his cock back to get a better angle, watching with fascination as it pivots within his slit; the dragon lets out a low hiss, but doesn't show any other signs of discomfort. So I begin pushing myself down onto that massive spire of flesh, feeling its tip tickle and push against the back of my throat. My tongue works over his erection, and I work up the courage to grip and knead his flanks. My thumbs massage the slit surrounding his hole, pulling it open so that I can watch his taut pucker flex and clench with pleasure, and I'm filled with the desire to press my nose against that sharp-scented opening while filling my throat with his cock.

Suddenly, I feel the pebbly scales of Coal's snout rub along my own bobbing length, and I gasp around the hard flesh in my mouth. The sensation is quickly followed by Coal's wet, velvety tongue wrapping around my cock. I let out a muffled cry as the dragon's warm breath washes over my crotch, and he begins to imitate my bobbing and licking. My hips jerk frantically, and I try to match the eager pace that Coal sets, but it isn't long before I feel the familiar tingling of impending orgasm. My whimpers and moans fall on deaf ears as Coal laps and slurps over my erection. The scent of the dragon, the taste of him on my tongue, his soft pucker twitching and winking before my eyes and his tongue lovingly stroking up and down my cock; it all becomes too much. As that moist appendage swirls around my tip and flicks over my leaking piss-slit, the pressure in my groin finally erupts to splatter the inside of the dragon's mouth.

Coal rumbles as I scream into his crotch, drinking down everything I give him, and his own hips begin to rock harder and harder against my face. I try to keep up, but end up choking and gasping as more and more of the dragon's thick member pushes into my throat. In the end, I can only grasp the base of his tail to keep my balance, taking in every gulp of pungent, sex-scented air that Coal's cock allows me.

My lips press against the firm, fleshy protrusions at the base of the dragon's length, and I feel it pulse and twinge in my mouth. His moaning is low and constant now; his strange telepathy vibrates my eardrums, a knife that cuts through the fog muddling my thoughts. It steadily grows in a crescendo as his member slams into my open mouth one final time. And with a triumphant roar, the dragon finally cums.

I cry out as well, but am quickly cut off by the flood of hot, sticky seed that fills my throat. The dragon's load tingles on my tongue as I try to swallow every drop; however, I can feel some of that thick seed escaping my lips to run down my chin and chest. I drink what I can, my eyes slipping closed in contentment, and lose myself to the potent flavor filling me up.

Eventually the wave grows weaker, and the dragon's shrinking cock slips from between my lips to shoot a few last spurts of cum down my chest. I teeter for a moment, groaning as my head swims, and then collapse onto my back to let the muzzy languidness of afterglow overtake me.

Coal curls around me, his cool scales brushing over my bare, heated flesh. Once more, the dragon tugs on the leash still held in his claws, and I'm pulled forward into a tender nuzzle. "Amazing, pet," he murmurs, and his tongue darts over my cum-smeared lips to clean me.

Coal's retreating member drags along my thigh, and my arms instinctively wrap around his long neck as the fog of lust slowly clears. I stammer for a moment, trying to put my suddenly racing thoughts into words. "Mas- Coal, I don't- I- you-"

Our eyes meet, and the dragon winces at the confusion and fear that must surely be showing on my face. Then he looks away from me, his voice suddenly contrite. "Forgive me. I know this was sudden, but I had grown... impatient. I wished to show my gratitude to you for your care and shelter, yet you seemed... reluctant to accept my advances."

"Well, yeah. Guys who fuck their pets aren't exactly celebrated in the streets." I blink. “Their animal pets, I mean. Pets who are animals." My hand scrubs over my flushed, sweating face. “But… I guess you aren't just an animal, are you?"

Coal tilts his head, confusion on his face, and then his eyes widen as he takes a sharp, hissing breath. "Right, the perception spell. Just a moment." I gasp as he presses his forehead to mine, careful of the long spikes crowning his head, and stares right into my eyes. There's a subtle flash in his golden gaze, and I'm suddenly struck by a few startling realizations.

There's a dragon in my room.

A dragon that I've been keeping as a pet for weeks now.

A dragon that's apparently been interested in me for most of that time.

“Oh."

“Indeed." His wings stretch for a moment, then fold back against his back. “I apologize for the confusion, but… I did not wish to alarm you, or cause undue uproar. Disguising myself as your animal companion seemed the best course of action."

“Yeah, I get that, I guess." I stare up at the dragon, a knot of tangled fear and awe caught in my throat, and slowly reach out my hand. Coal nuzzles against my palm with a quiet rumble, like he's done so many times before over the weeks we've spent together. “But why me?"

“Happenstance, mostly. But you have proven to be a kind, thoughtful, caring companion." The corners of his mouth lift, and his tongue slowly runs up my cheek. “And I am happy that fate has brought me to your side."

I cradle his head against my chest, and the great beast lets out a deep, content sigh. “What now?" I ask, voicing just one of the thoughts swirling like a tempest in my mind.

“If you would have me, I should like to stay in your care." Strong, yet gentle forepaws pull me close against him, and his powerful, whip-like tail strokes up and down my leg. “I have enjoyed your companionship, and enjoyed offering you my own, as well. Besides…" His gaze drops to the collar around my throat, and that heated smirk grows on his muzzle once more. “I've found that collar and leash look rather fetching on me, don't you agree?" By the tone of his voice, the dragon would be waggling his eyebrows if he could.

I give said collar a tug. Coal's words send a surge of heat to my spent groin, and I feel a hot blush burning my cheeks. “Well, I think I could get used to wearing it myself from time to time." I peek up at the dragon, returning his smirk as he licks his lips.

We settle into each other's embrace, basking in the warm morning light. There is so much to say, so many things to think about for the future between us. But as I gaze up into my dragon's eyes, lovingly stroking his snout, there's only one thing that needs to be said in this moment. “Good boy, Coal."