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Part 9-8

Rebuilding from scratches

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Next morning at dawn

Kyo:

The first singing chirps of birds, a hint of warmth in the chilling cold air; the first elusive lights of a new day.

I open my eyes, groaning in delight, wetting my lips with the tip of my tongue as I emerge slowly. I yawn loudly, my jaws clamping shut with a easily noticeable sound. I turn my gaze toward the east, witnessing the slow yet gorgeous sight of dawn. Before my amazed eyes the black night sky turning blood red, like a reminder of the battle, of all the spilled blood of last night as the first light of that incandescent orb warmed the lands, feeding them with the light they to dearly craved for, life energy seeping in everything. I felt the same change occurring in my heart, the boiling, oozing, overflowing, overwhelming cold darkness becoming a warm, appeased lake of my usual blue energy, heating my veins and flesh with it's natural and familiar warmth. I couldn't suppress a low purr as I felt my whole body relax, appeasing after the storm of my roaring emotions. Slowly the ignited orb rises in the sky while my own ragging energy was somehow coming at peace; at equilibrium again.

Moreover I can feel a tiny warm presence, by my side, our heart beating in a perfect union as if they were only one. I remember when last night, when the air became a cold breeze they came to us seeking shelter. I gladly welcomed him under my wing, enjoying his small body lying against my scales, blanketed in dragon wing, held in a steaming hot cocoon of scales. Having him so close to me feels so reassuring and before I knew it I was sandwiched between his warmth and Tarken's unbearable heat. Even though it was hot I enjoyed the sensation of their bodies nudging against mine as I fell asleep. It meant only one thing: we were safe, all safe, that through all obstacles, even under pressure, in a life threatening situation we had managed to rise victorious. That idea comforted me in my sleep, wiping all negative thoughts away, only leaving happiness to reign over my dreams.

I could feel the ripped mind bond rebuilding itself from scratch; deep in my head, in my soul. Soon it would be just like before… or would it? That question was the only hint of shadow in the heaven of my cheering happiness. Would it even be like before? Would Tarken still… accept me… or just assume that bond to be a burden, a curse forcing us to remain close when his only wish would be to leave.

I feel tension building inside me, my claws digging in the dirt, ripping the grass apart. "Wondering a lot are you?" whispered a nice voice next to me. Before I could react a snout nudged against mine, a swift tongue coating my scales in slimy saliva.

"*gasp* Tarken! How long have you been awake?" "I'm observing you since the first ray of sun appeared." "So… you heard?" "I squeak, trembling from head to toe. "It's hard not to, you're dumping all your thoughts in my head." "Did I really… do that?" "Indeed. You're flooding my head with all your mentions?" "How is that possible?" "It's all thanks to you Kyo. I didn't imagine it was actually possible but it is. The bond is rebuilding itself in my head… I can feel it. It… it even feels stronger… tougher than before. I actually feel like I can't even think about breaking it anymore." "It's because we overcame the obstacles in our way and rose stronger out of this." "As you say Kyo… as you say." "But… aren't you still angry at me?"

"Don't give me wrong Kyo I'm still so mad at you?" he sighed, offering me a sample of his rage "but I try to take it easy. We both need it." "I… I don't get it." I mumbled, that sensation of getting lost in a too wide ocean gripping me again, making me feel so lame, so miserably lame. "Kyo… calm down. I'm angry but… I'm also grateful that you came for me." "What do you think? You're my mate; you're what matters the most to me… after Allen of course. Hope you don't mind." "I don't… I understand. However why would you risk losing what you think is worth for you?" "Because I'm so dumb and… reckless… like you so often call me. Yes I know about it." "I may have… thought too loud." "Don't be ashamed of that… you're right on all the line. It was stupid but I… like I said last night I feel no regret at all. I… I loved every second of it. I… I actually no sex at all with a female- well… since my last mate." I stuttered, sorrow taking a grip of me again. "Kyo… we already talked about that… I'm not against it… I'd just like to be aware of it and… agree to it. After all we are mates and you proved It." he chuckled, pointing at the still glowing bite marks on his neck. They even seemed to glow brighter than last night. "You still think of me… as your mate?" I asked, kinda shocked by that information. "Of course… what else could I think of you as? We are mates. Listen Kyo… I know what you've been thinking and I understand your fear but… even though I'm mad… like really mad at you; but I'm trying to not think of it too much; anyway! I still love you… with all my heart. Now I see leaving the way I did was a mistake but what else could I do? Stay here and pretend like nothing happened? Nonsense."

"You know… to be honest I imagined you would punish me afterward, keep smiling like you didn't know and… when I would let my guard down make me remember to not treat you the way I did." "I was too furious to build wicked plans like that Kyo. I just wanted you to feel my pain… to regret your actions." "I did regret." "But you just say you didn't!" "The actual act of mating didn't bring any regret to me. What is shaming me is that… I was too blind to see her true nature; to see all the traps on my path; to not have listen to your advices, all your warnings." "Kyo…" "You know… I should be the one leaving." I let out, these words finally daring to slip out of my mouth. "What!?" "I don't deserve you… I don't deserve such a handsome mate as you." "You're so cute Kyo…but… *sigh* I'm far from what you imagine. I have a whole lot of secrets I've been keeping from you." "Tarken In my emotional state that's the worst thing to say! "I know but I won't come back on my words now."

I tensed, grabbing his paws in mine, squeezing them tightly. I felt blood spewing out under my claws as their sharp edges dug past his scales. I looked down, gasping in shock as I saw thy vermillion lines oozing from the wounds I inflicted. When his gaze followed mine I heard a slight "oh" of surprise; like he hadn't noticed my lashing claws. Thought fused in my head; I remembered his words, what he told me so long ago. I remember his crippled paws, incapable of feeling a single thing, not even something as simple as pain. "Oh… I'm… I'm sorry." "Don't be… I felt nothing. I have no nerves there." "Still I didn't want to hurt you." "Kyo stop worrying about me it's nothing."

I loosen my grasp slightly, feeling blood trickle between our two tangled paws. "What were we saying already?" "You… you were talking about secrets… things you hid from me." "Oh yes I did say that." "Then… tell me…" I begged, pleading eyes staring intensely at him. "Kyo I…" "Promise me. No more lies." "Then you'll have to promise as well Kyo." he snorted. "I do… and I'll keep that promise as well." I answer, determined. "I will." he answers, satisfied "however… how can I trust you?" "I… I… I don't know." I pitifully squeaked, lowering my snout to the ground. "Then swear it to me." he threw, his voice calm and firm. "Are you sure?" "More than I've ever been."

"Then… to you Tarken… my mate… I swear on my life to never lie to you anymore; to always tell you the truth and show you my love… forever and beyond." "Forever and beyond." he answered, our snout touching, a tiny sparkle igniting between us as energy sealed our promised. "That promise will be effective as soon as the bond between us will be rebuilt and at his full strength." "So in a few days?" "Indeed." I sighed "I wish it could take effect immediately." "I can give you one… to start." he purred, his snout nudging my cheek. I perk an ear, curious, eager to know that very first piece of secret of his. I come closer, ears and eyes wide open as he whispers in my ear. Instantly my eyeballs roll back, bugging out. "No way… there's no way you did that." "You’d be surprised. I have tone of dirty little secrets like that." "I can't wait to hear them all. Oh boy… just… imagining you doing this is so… appealing." I growl, my dirty mine boiling of pictures of my mate doing what he told me; this constant flow of picture awaking my sexual appetite. He chuckles lightly, nibbling my chin lovingly. "Don't get horny too soon Kyo because you won't get any help from me to blow your load." "I… I feared this." I whisper "does it mean?" "Indeed Kyo… no sex… and trust me when I say I hate to say that." "Don't be. I guess I'll have to… get used to… you know… paw off myself." "Maybe yes… maybe not. It depends on how it all goes. Maybe we'll be moaning out loud in a week… or in a month…" "Stop talking about it… I'm getting so pent up already." I groan, rocking my hips back and forth in the grass.

"Hehe… sorry I didn't want to aentice you." "It's fine.".

A long awkward silence follows, leaving us both nervously observing the ground between our paws. "Ehh… Kyo…" called Tarken with a nervousness that was everything except his. "What is bothering you my love?" "I've been feeling… weird." "Want some help to get rid of that weirdness?" "What? No Kyo this has nothing to do with sex. I'm just feeling strange… like… a sensation of danger… ever since I'm with you again." "What do you mean?" "Well… I don't know… it's so… unusual. But I'm sure something has changed." "We almost broke up so it's normal." "No I mean something has changed with you."

I instantly tense. How does he know? Is it so obvious? "I don't see what you're talking about." I growl, feeling sorry to talk to my mate in such a harsh way. "Kyo we promised to not lie anymore so tell me the truth." The intensity of the gaze he threw me was such that I couldn't stand it and ended up looking the other way. "You're right… something happened." "Kyo tell me; tell me everything that happened since we separated." "Are you sure you want to hear it?" "Kyo… I want it with all my heart so start speaking."

I dare to look at him, my sight blury with the amount of tears stacking up in my eyes. "It's not something I'm proud of… like everything that happened for the last two days." "Kyo I won't judge you… open your heart to me."

I grab one of his paws in between mine, slowly rubbing it's harsh surface, triggering light shudders through out his body. I still counted, describing in detail all the events of the past day, not missing any single detail, describing him all the juiciest bits, adding more details to my story. I see a wide grin curl his lips when I count him Alya's fate; a smile that disappear as soon as I explain how it happened. "Kyo… did you really…?" "I did… I let the darkness take over me?" "Was it… because of me?" "She taunted me, insulted us both… she deserved it." "I'm proud that you finally realized that she was evil but… I didn't expect you to pull out retaliation moves like that one." "At least no one will ever find hear beautiful… not like I did. But… I'm still so ashamed of doing this… even she didn't deserve this. She was only a drone and her masters are still hiding, planning everything from down below." "We will find them in due time Kyo; for now we have more important things to deal with like, making sure you don't transform again." "I agree. I… I didn't even know I had that thing inside me." "Neither did I… well… I… suspected it. It had manifested a few times but… not that way." "Well… I… I can recall only one equivalent burst of violence… it was before I was sent to jail." I whisper, trembling as these painful memories cripples my mind again; memories I wish to vanish but that would always come back.

"Kyo… do you think it was because of me? Be honest?" "A bit… but not entirely. I was so sad, so… hurt when you cut the link and vanished but… above all I was mad at her… and at me for being such a fool. I am so lame of a mate." "Don't say that… I'm not much better." "Finally you admit it." I snort mockingly. "Shut up silly."

I giggle, already feeling better. "So what do we do now?" I asked, staring at the rising sun. "I don't know I'm feeling rather nice here so… I could stay here all day… as long as you are by my side." "I could too but I feel too exposed here?" "Are you getting paranoid Kyo?" "Maybe… I'm just… so antsy right now after last night's fight I just… can't relax." I whisper, glazing at every place in my sight. "I just hate thinking they're always there, spying on us, planinh their next move. "With that kick in the butt you gave them they must be hiding right now." "Perhaps… perhaps…" "What could help you relax Kyo?" "Well… a… a good breeding with my mate could help." "Hehe nice try but it'll lead you nowhere." "I could do with just a paw." "Nope." "Then… just a kiss." "Hehe… that you can try."

I expected a low punch, a bite or something similar but nothing came, his maws opened, his tongue intertwined with mine as we locked jaws, sharing a sloppy loving kiss. "Hmmm… your mouth still tastes so sweet." he moaned. "Yours is so warm." I answer, crooning slowly. "Oh Tarken… I want you so bad." I moan, rubbing my metal covered snout against his neck. "Hehe you're cute Kyo but it's still no." "Come on… I'll let you do whatever you want of my body. Let your naughty brain guide you." "No." "I'll be your little slut." "Kyo… your pleas are actually really hard to resist but I'll have to say no. Beside I don't want any bitch?" "What do you want then?" "I want my mate." "In that case your mate tells you he wants you to stick your… ohhh… so big and juicy cocks up his ass." "Kyo you're persistent and damn hard to resist but that's still no„" "Come on Tarken… don't tell me you don't want it I know you'd be lying." "I do Kyo… I do want you as well but we shouldn't give in our bodies’ urges not for now at least." "Fine… what then?"

"We could wake them up and head back home." "Don't you just say you enjoyed being there?" "I do but I'd really like to take a bath. And you could enjoy one from the smell of your body?" "Is it so bad?" "It stinks; it smells blood and sweat." "In that case I guess I could enjoy a warm shower. Mind if I bath with you?" "No naughty plays Kyo remember." "Come on… let me mark you at least." "What is the purpose if I just clean after?" "No I mean when we're washing." "Gross! Can't even think about peeing in my bath!" "I already did and you didn't seem to mind." His face twisted in disgust. "That's some things you should keep for yourself Kyo."

"Anyway let's go before you start telling more embarrassing secrets."

………

Allen:

I open my eyes; the sun is burning bright over the mountain peaks, the skies tainted with orange hues. Over my chilling form I feel the warmth of a leathery wing forming a soft protective blanket. Yet even Kyo's warmth and softness cannot erase the sensation of loneliness squeezing my heart. Even that huge presence of a big male dragon couldn't replace the coldness of the one missing near me. I could see Kyle still sleeping under his own dragon wing, so close yet so far away from me. There was now an invisible gap between us when he looked so close, just in reach of my hand I knew I couldn't touch him, like an invisible barrier was separating us, pulling us apart, preventing any attempt of crossing that gap set between us by other's hand. It’s so unfair; why am I the one taking the blame for other's mistake? Why do my relationships have to suffer and pay the consequences of Kyo's mistake? Speaking of which I can hear him talking to Tarken, his voice low and soft but still sobering, trembling from time to time. I don't know what they're talking about and I don't care. I wish they could just shut up! Sadly they keep talking, whispering to not be heard. Slowly I notice they're not talking in human language yet I still understand every word they speak. I shuffle around a bit, trying to find a better position under the broad wingspan. I keep thinking, what will happen to me now? Kyo really did a mess. I hope he is proud he just destroyed everything. A snout comes poking at my shoulder as the wing is slowly removed,, exposing inch after inch of my body to the cold air. "Allen… wake up." purrs a gentle voice I wish could just stop existing. "I'm already awake." "Sorry… I didn't notice." "What do you want?" "We're going back home do you want to come?" "Do I really have a choice?" "No… not really. Sorry… just silly question." he purred, still nudging my neck softly. I get up, groaning as my bones crack painfully after that long deep slumber.

Next to me Kyle was slowly emerging as well, his facial expression the mask of someone that had been disturbed in his sleep, his eyes still hazy with dreams. "Hello." he yawned politely "Did you slept well?"

I hesitate. "Hey are you grumpy or what? I asked you something I expect to get an answer!" "Sorry… I… I'm still sleepy." I mumble "yes… I did sleep well… and you?" "Not really; Tarken kept snoring all night." "That's not true I never snore!" he protest, outraged. "Just a bit." chuckles Kyo, adding to his mate's embarrassment.

"Don't you dare to say that Kyo. I may snore in my sleep but you are moaning like a bitch." "Only when I get aroused." "Which happen every night?" I grumble. We all giggle, our mood getting better with these few seconds of relaxation. For an instant it feels like nothing has happened. Sadly it doesn't last long and soon after the heavy silence is separating us. We all got dressed. Me and Kyo were having the most troubles, struggling with the complete set of armor I had to put on Kyo all on my own and to make matters worse Kyo would always more around, like a child unwilling to put on some clothes he didn't like, pretending the pieces of armor were freezing cold. I had to admit the heavy sections of steel weren't really warm, covered of a thin layer of damp but not nearly enough to cause any discomfort. At least that's what I thought until I noticed the huge turgid length bobbing between Kyo's hind legs, the tip brushing against the cold plates covering his underbelly every time it throbbed, smearing gooey pre seed everywhere. "Kyo can't you stay five minute without being horny." "Tarken… is teasing me." he moaned, bucking in the chilling air. I wasn't careful enough and was toppled over as the hard lump of flesh jabbed my face. I spat, dazed by the violent impact. "Kyo can't you be careful with that thing!?" I yell, avoiding being slapped by the swaying hard organ. "Sorry Allen… he… he is just so… enticing." he moaned, trying to hold still while leaving me enough room to get up without risk on getting knocked off again by his draconic shaft. I keep pestering, cursing the dragons for being so easily aroused. I look back, making sure I'm out of reach of that mammoth cock. But I forgot one thing. I gasp; something warm and sticky landing on my face as Kyo let out a loud moan.

I swiped the thing of my face but it’s stickier than I thought and now it sticks to my glove and forearm. I looked up; Kyo's cock tip was hanging just over my head, dribbling his gooey pre seed just over me. What hit me was large globe of his musky fluids spurted from his fat member. "Gross." "Sorry…" "God damn it Kyo watch where you aim that!" "Sorry Allen… this bastard is such a tease." moaned Kyo, his eyes glued to Tarken's wiggling rump. "Enjoying yourself Kyo?" he purred, only teasing and taunting Kyo further. Kyo stiffened a moan, his hard cock pulsing as it spewed another jet of slick pre. This time I rolled out of the way. "Allen… please accepts my apologies for that." he mumbled, his words barely making sense, interrupted by needy moans. "Its fine it's fine" I huffed "just aim that thing somewhere else." "I'll try." he groaned, humping the air in sheer desire. His eagerness is obvious; too obvious, to the point where it starts to seep in my head. Is that what Kyle talked about, these lust addled thoughts that influence and cloud ^ky judgmeant?

"Allen…" called Kyo in a low whimper "could you do me a favor?" "What is it Kyo?" "Help me release." he pleaded, displaying his rock hard boner, the black lump of flesh bobbing eagerly in the air, coated in a slippery coat of pre. "Why am I asking?" I grumbled reluctantly. "Please Allen… I'm so close." he moaned, his lust invading my head with each passing second. I observe him in silence, he is standing tall; his four clawed paws firmly planted in the dirt; his neck craned high, maws gaping, drooling thick globes of saliva as his tongue lolled on the side; his big blue eyes flushed with glee.

"Please Allen… I'm so close." he begs again, this time in my mind, his voice almost bouncing in my brain. "Kyo you know what I think of this." I growled, trying with all I had to block him but to my own frustration he was a persistent one; his mental presence strong enough to break through all my defenses or simply pop behind me, dodging all barriers I had set. "Please Allen… if you don't help me… *gasp* I think I'm gonna do something bad." "That doesn't work on me Kyo you know it!" "Allen I'm not joking" he hissed, his tone serious, all lust erased for a brief period of time "I feel like I'm gonna lose my self-control and… do something I'm gonna regret." "Like what?" "Like jumping on my mate and hammer him into the ground." he cooed, that simple thought turning him on. "I think he wouldn't be upset." I whisper, admittedly enjoying his struggles against his own urges. "Indeed… but he is only pretending… teasing me to see if I can hold back." "That's quite a bitchy tactic." "On that we agree." he growls, muffing another moan "so please “Allen help me!" "Fine what do I do?" "Just… squeeze my knot… I'm so close it'll make me blow right away." "If you say so." "Just… use caution… I might get a bit wild and just… do… stupid things." "Like always.” “I’ll pretend I haven't heard that."

I pat his flank gently and swiftly sneak below him. I found myself right behind his hard throbbing dick; his cock slit clamping rhythmically, pouring a natural lube over his twitching flesh. Right behind his two balls stood, half hidden underneath the tough scales but still forming two large bulge in his otherwise sleek frame. I let a hand wonder there, caressing the suppler scales there, tickling the two prominent spheres. "*gasp* Stop this…" "You've two big nuts for someone that came several times yesterday." I comment, still massaging the two swollen and sensitive orbs, earning a loud, high pitched whine. "It was only weak seed… barely more than water. I already regenerated all my true seed." he huffs "Wanna taste?" "No thanks."

I wrap my hands around the two bulbous ripe melon sized inflated balls forming his knot. Just that slight touch is enough to make him moan in bliss, bucking eagerly in my grasp. I can't hold a grin as I realize I'm literally holding him by the balls. It could be so easy to order him around with that hard cock if you mirrored him the prospect of relief. "Allen you'd better not try to tease me." he rumbled, applying more mental pressure on me "You have no idea of how antsy I can get when that thing is out. Beside I think you'd not be agreeing to have a luttful dragon and his dick humping your tight butt… which is a really arousing thought by the way." "That's nasty Kyo." "So stop fooling around and make me cum already. I can barely hold my lust." "Ok ok… sorry."

I put my gloved hands around his swelling knot; gliding on that slippery slime bathing his whole length. Usually he would complain about my cold gloves on his bare shaft but I think he is too horny to care. I squeeze hard, pressing his blood inflated knot like a juicy fruit. Instantly his whole frame jerks, tensing like a rope. I lose my grip, falling in the grass as he howled right above me. A paw slammed in the ground next to my arm, ripping the grass and dirt alike under powerful claws. From below I could see him shift his balance, mighty beast shaking the earth under his paws as he widened his stance, exposing his fully hard member as it swelled, bloated with potent spunk ready to blow. He roared loudly, driving his cock hard in… well… nothing beside cold air and broke loose. The first spurt of his creamy seed flew through the air all the way to Tarken's rump which was a good three meters away. Each subsequent spurt was powerful, his cock pulsing rapidly as it spewed long ropes of thick semen on the grass, drawing white lines below and before him, some even stained his armor. He kept letting out deep throaty growls, steadily trusting in the air, offering his seed to the hungry soil. "Don't tell me you already blew your load!" taunted Tarken "Am I that attractive?"

"Nah silly he received some help." chuckled Kyle, staring at me with a sly smile. I cleaned my hands using Kyo's scales as a towel. He didn’t seem to mind anyway. "You're no fun Allen…" huffed Tarken, wiggling his butt invitingly at Kyo's attention but this time Kyo simply looked away, staring at me with a look of gratitude on his face. "I owe you that." he purred, mildly cuddling me, basking me in grateful warmth.

"Come on Kyo don't tell me you're not interested." cooed Tarken, still going on with his teasing attempts but Kyo was now out of his grasp, completely uninterested anymore with his balls milked dry, his spirit freed of the lust. "Tarken Tarken… you shouldn't tease him like this." I chuckled "you don't want to get that handsome ass shredded." "No indeed no." "So you'd better stop taunting me." hissed Kyo "I can become much more wild than you imagine." "I'd like to see that." he warbled, offering yet again another gorgeous view of his tailhole for Kyo to gaze at.

"Trust me Tarken you don't want it. You have no idea of what I've seen yesterday." "He is right Tarken you don't want to see me like this." whispered Kyo, doing everything to avoid his mate's curious look.

"Could you all stop talking and head back home instead?" growled Kaos, appearing right between us all. The expression on his face was clear; it was no time to negotiate. There was another obvious thing. He didn't want Kyo to talk about the past day's event. He was making sure to stop Kyo and Tarken from broach the subject. Why was he acting so weirdly all of a sudden? I knew Kyo was asking himself the exact same question. "Why such a hurry?" grumbled Kyle. "I don't feel safe here. It's too exposed and I expect our enemies to strike back. We have only weakened them, not destroyed them." "Fine let's fly then." huffed Kyo as I climbed on his back.

They took flight, leaping swiftly in the air, propelled by their strong wings.

………

Sometime later

Kyo:

"Finally…!" I sighed, landing softly in wet grass. Without a word Allen jumped down from the saddle and removed it from my back in a few agile and expert motions. Going back to our home was an easy task,, the only major issue was a strong wind in altitude. In fact, even with the sun brightening the skies cold gust of winds whipped our bodies and the b:eavy metallic armor I was wearing only increased the sensation of coldness as wind slipped between the joints, tetanizing my wings and limbs. "Much warmer here." sighed Tarken who flew with few protections, the coldness wearing more heavily on him. "Yes…" I mumbled jaws clacking uncontrollably. "Can't wait until I'm out of this armor… I feel like a ice cube inside of that crap." "Too bad… you look really pretty with your armor on." "Thanks…" I mumbled, blushing heavily, my reddening cheeks thankfully hidden by the thick steel plates. "Let’s get somewhere more… comfortable." suggested Tarken, winking intently, a devious grin curling his lips. "You read my mind."

Together we walked toward our rooms without much more words, preferring to exchange a few meaningful looks instead. Allen was still silent, his mind secluded, blocked to me. As we stepped in the corridor it started to become worrying. Was there something on his mind I tried to reach out to him, to establish contact with him yet his mind remained locked to me. "Allen… if something is bothering you; you can tell me you know." No answer.

Finally, as the silence became too heavy to bear any longer; our door appeared in the corner of my eyes. Allen opened enough just for him to slither inside but, as I tried to enter the thick door slammed shut. My snout bounced on the hard surface. I staggered back, pain tingling in my bones as I shook my head. "What the hell?" "Access denied." chuckled Tarken. "Eh… Allen… I'm still outside!" I called out, trying to open the door nervously. Nothing moved, the door had been locked from inside. Why was he doing this? Had I done something wrong? "Allen… is everything alright?"„ Not a sound, not a motion inside. Even when I tried to ram myself in his head he didn't flinch. "Allen… what is wrong buddy?" I called, nudging the door. "Let him be Kyo… I think he needs some time alone." whispered Kaos in my head. "But… but…" I weakly protested. "Kyo… me and Allen had a talk last night and… I think it shook him so… leave him some time and I assure you he'll be fine." Added Kyle; slowly rubbing my scales through an interstice between plates. "If you say so… but… how am I gonna get out of that crap now?" "I'll give you a hand…" "And I think I can make myself useful too." purred Tarken, running a paw along my flank. A shiver ran down my spine, the soft contact wiping all my worries away. "Ok… after all… we could enjoy some private time of our own." I admitted, kissing my mate softly.

I entered in Tarken's room, a place where I didn't expect to come again. I froze on the entrance, taking a whiff in his scent, hesitant like I was about to enter into an unknown territory. "Don't be shy Kyo… come in." he purred, shoving his snout in my back to push me further. "It…it feels weird… I never thought I'd be here again." "And indeed you could have been refused here forever… but I am a forgiving person." he cooed, inviting me inside with a warm welcoming smile.

A few minutes later I had been undressed of my armor and was now lying on the large bed with my mate by my side, our scaled bodies pressed together. In another corner of the room, finding purpose in examining the large pieces of armor, cleaning and polish them one by one, testing the joints the strength of the bonds, the hardness of the steel alloys, the general ruggedness of the all, mumbling and grumbling under his breath how amazed he was, how well-crafted the armor was, how sophisticated was the system allowing me to move so freely, how ancient was the magic spell allowing the metal to bend and reform itself to adapt to me in any way possible. I was barely caring about what he said, lost in the contemplation of my mate's eyes. Slowly our paws found the other's body, caressing softly, finding the best spot as we closed the invisible gap between us. Out tail intertwined as our lips found themselves glued together in a passionate kiss. My eyes closed, a delightful shudder running down my spine as I press harder against his body. A sweet warmth enveloped me as his wings fell on either side of my trembling frame. "Are you cold sweetheart?" "No… I'm just happy. I… I feared I might not feel your touch again." I whimpered, pulling him in closer for a deep hug. "I thought I had lost you forever." "I missed you as well. But… that's what you get for being an asshole." "I regret it Tarken… I regret it bitterly… I shouldn't hazve acted this way." "Next time you won't try to cheat on me now" "Yes…it was already painful enough once… I won't try a second time." "Hopefully. But Kyo… if you still desire to make a family… I'll gladly be a part of it… but only at the condition that we both agree when the time will come." "You mean you…" "For you I'll make an exception. Also… I think that… with some research we could find a way to avoid that… embarrassing and unfair part of the process." "Unfair?" "Well… would you… if you were a female of course; be happy to be used by two males…" "I'd love." "Let me finish cutie. I meant be bred and impregnated just to have the product of that long labor taken away." "No… you're right… it's… not the best way." "That's why I think we could… find another way."

"What kind of way?" "Well… like I said with the correct knowledge and mastery over the subject we could do some changes to one of us and make ourselves more… useable." "You mean…" "Of course… only temporarily that is.""Tarken that… that sound so nice." I chirped, hugging him tight. "I knew it would make you happy." "I'd… never imagine you'd be willing to do this." "For you handsome I'll go to the end of the world… just like you did for me. Also… even though it sounds and look enthralling… and I know you'd love it I'm not… that turned on by the thought of breeding a female, even if it looked like you with a vagina instead of a cock." "Tarken you are awesome." "Hehe… I know cutie." he purred, letting me take control as we rolled on the soft blanket. I found myself on top of him, my paws rubbing his soft scaled belly, listening to his blank moans and coos of bliss. I couldn't help fantasizing, visualizing my mate in that same position, splayed on his back, all paws and wings out of the way but instead of his musky slit giving way to two turgid cock I could see a wide puffy slit, thick folds soaked in lust addling fluids, hiding a quivering vent. "Kyo stop daydreaming would you." he whispered, gently poking my snout with a claw. "You're making a mess already.” I gasped, realizing I had been staring at him for several minutes, my paws still caressing his body without much control from me. I was now drooling over him, my jaws parted open slightly to let out a thin growl. Meanwhile I had been squatting over him, my slit rubbing against his, smearing a thin layer of musky lubrication over his scales. "Oh… I'm… sorry." "It's fine… I'll just need a good bath to clean your mess?" "Can I join?" "I was about to offer it to you." "Bright idea you two!" Shouted Kyle; "this room already smell bad so don't make it worse!" "You don't smell yourself." replied Tarken, snapping harshly. "At least I don't smell like two horny drakes.

"He is right… I mean… we could all appreciate a good cleaning after last night's events. I mean… after all these battles and flights I must smell awful… and that armor doesn't help at all." "Indeed it stinks!" "I don't mind personally." purred Tarken, dragging me down as his nostrils went over my scales, puffing warm air over my chilling frame. "You smell so sweet." "Nah I smell sweat." I chuckled, snarling as I sniffed myself. I could only catch a gross mixture of blood, sweat, dust earth and other stuff I didn't want to dig in. "It reminds me of what you did for me. You move heaven and earth to find me when I sent you away." "And you were right to do so." "Yet you didn't let go." "Because I love you… and I realized how foolish I was, how I let everything that counted slip away." "Don't think about it now; what matters now is that we are together… forever." ""Forever and even more." I added, nudging his chest. "My strong smelly savior." "My adorable… handsome mate." I purred. "Come on… let's take that bath shall we." suggested Tarken, gently separating us as we kissed again. "We still can have some fun while washing." I purred. "No naughty thing Kyo… not yet." "Too bad." I sighed.

………

Allen:

I'm lying on my bed, my equipment lying on a shelf, my sword nestled in its sheath, let along the bed, shimmering in the rays of sun slipping through the occluded window. I'm staring at the ceiling, lost in deep thoughts. So many things have happened… so many things have been said… so much painful words that I have lost count of the numbers of these invisible daggers stabbing my heart, sunk to their verbal hilt in my chest. I did hear Kyo's call, I felt his worries but I decided to ignore them. He doesn't understand, he cannot understand. After all… most of my problems… were caused by him.

I can't get it out of my mind… all that happened recently, that chain of events that led us here. Everything could have been avoided, if only Kyo hadn't been so horny, so eager, so easily manipulated, so weak. But can I blame him for this; it's in his nature, like most dragons he had a mind-blowing libido a and untamed craves that need to be settle, a remnant of their deep animalistic nature, something it's useless fighting against.

But boiling instincts cannot excuse everything, not even that. I had warned him, I tried to make him see but he was too blinded, to deaf to hear or see the wall coming ahead. However it is only the tip of the iceberg. What Kyo had triggered was far more tragic than just putting us all in danger? He… had ruined everything.

I remembered Kyle's words from last night and they were so right, painstakingly right but so true. I tried to deny, a fist I thought was a lie but the more I think about it, the more these words spin in my head, the more I realized they were true. In fact… wasn't our relationship only fake? It pained me to think this… to let this idea darkened my line of thought but. Hadn't it been all natural? Caused by other factors?

I tried to come back in time, remembering the best I could what started it, how we found ourselves together. I remembered that night of debauchery where, for the first time in my entire life I felt the contact of another’s body against mine, the loving embrace of another, a male even. The first time I felt loved, the first time I felt like I mattered for someone. And… above all the first time I experienced sex in my entire life. Had it all been caused by our dragon's lust as they enjoyed an immense orgy in that hidden room, was it all a result of the drug induced meet and drinks that made everyone's lust go sky high as our dragons rutted each other noisily, giving into an unknown mating urge. Mates, friendships, didn’t mean much that night as pairs; groups had formed in the sprawling mess. All of this came from pictures I saw in Kyo's messed up memories. When I think about it I'm sure me and Kyle weren't the only one to mate this night, I'm sure many riders were subdued as easily as us. But… one question remained, always coming back to me, always disturbing me. Was it only lust that made us end up in the same bed? Was it a dragon meant drug that made us so horny, so eager and drove us to such extremities. Was it only raw desire? Was there no love. Had it only been the result of ragging lust that had me experimenting sex for the first time ever. It had been likewise good and I understood why Kyo loved it so much, even though a dragon was probably more sensitive and receptive there than a human. But still… had it all been a trick.

Then my thought went back in time again, to that night in our journey, after I was attacked and rescued by them. I remember that all the dragons of the group were sleeping in the same cave and Tarken and Kyo, lusty as always, had decided to put this night to use. I still can hear Kyo's needy cries as he was bred roughly, his begging voice raising from the cave with each trust, begging Tarken to take him harder, deeper, faster. Meanwhile I was sleeping with another for the first time. I mean… not counting that embarrassing night in the tavern. For the first time I experimented pleasure from another hand, from another’s touch. These memories were a bliss to remember, such a great picture of love and delight that I tried my best to preserve them in their original state. This night however I doubted the implication of our dragons, maybe their blooming pleasure helped us close the gap but… I don’t think it played such a great role in our first curious and unsure experiments.

I kept going back in time until that fateful night where everything started. An innocent stop in a tavern, too much alcohol drank, resulting into us falling asleep limply on the table. "If only…" I sighed. If only our dragons hadn't been drunk as well. If only they didn't drop us in the same room. If only then didn't have that elusive light of intelligence of undressing us. Finally… if only Kyo hadn’t been so curious. Maybe the alcohol helped… I don't know and I don't want to know… but if only… if only he hadn't suck me in my sleep, resulting in that awkward moment upon waking up, leading us to misbelieving things bead happened during the night. When I think about it… it had been the starting point of everything, of that long argument between us… of me leaving, of the attack… of our first kiss… of our fights together under the blankets. For a long time I had been thankful to my dragon, blessing him for helping events a bit in his usual lewd and lust addled yet cute way. Now… I didn't know anymore… my mind had changed… and now I was wondering… had he pushed us together involuntarily, his own desires guiding us, forcing us to be together. All in all, the more I thought about it, the longer I let theses poisonous ideas intoxicate my mind I realized Kyle was right. At that rate… Kyo's lust would probably drive me toward someone else, maybe toward a female or another male alike. The worst was that I could do nothing about it, if that insidious desire seeped in my brain so easily it was pointless to fight it. I wasn't the source of the problem, just someone undergoing its consequences. The only way I saw to solve the problem was to operate a drastic change, but not in me… in Kyo. But how could a dragon change? Would he Understand, would he accept to listen, would he admit it?

Yet again was it a bad point? It had helped in the past so why should it become a problem now?

I rolled around, observing the mark on my palm. He had already change… greatly even. I remembered that reluctant dragon fighting a and defending himself likewise with claws and words like they were the same; a dragon that saw human with disregard, like an inferior species; a dragon that only bounded just to save himself… and still being reluctant to do so. For him it was only a temporary burden, a necessary sacrifice to ensure the success of his glorious mission; that saw me as a puppet, a weakling and would have to drag around behind him, that only accepted me on his back because we had to flea and due to the fact that he couldn't let me perish. Yet he adapted, accepted my presence, treated me with concern and care, like I wasn't a cumbersome weight but more something useful, almost like a part of him. I remembered his first day’s harshness turning to gentleness and softness. He let me help him, heal him, complied when I asked something, accepted to submit to some conditions, while still being reluctant at first. He had already changed greatly but in deep… he was still the same young, lively dragon that would often be more eager than he should. However… he was living with his own burdens, his own pains, his own scars… like I did. He counted me his life, the events that led to the day we met, I knew all, rather most of his life. Could I ask him to change more? To tame his lust? Maybe it would settle itself alone , maybe I would just have to wait . Hopefully. Sadly, it created a handful of problems until now.

Suddenly a word from my father came back "Dragons are marvelous creatures Allen… don't let appearances fool you… they understand and care more than you imagine. Their lustful behavior is only a mask that hide a golden heart gifted being."

And Kyo had proved him right several time already, showing how much he cared,, although he had his dominant behavior and sometime overreactions he had listened to me, understood, cared about me as much as I did. Yet I couldn't stop being angry… not now at least.

Slowly my thought drifted to someone else. My father. Even though he had probably been in the top ten worst father of the world, he was a lame teacher, an asshole and an alcoholic he had been here… sometime; he had raised me… a bit…, he had shared his knowledges of dragons… when I came back with Kyo and a mark linking us both for eternity and beyond.

My father… a dragon rider as well… a broken man that left the battlefield when the greatest of losses struck. Yet he never stopped fighting, but instead of slaying foes with a sword he was fighting his own demons. What the watcher had said was echoing in my head. Was my father dead? Had he been mercilessly murdered by that demon and if it was true why hadn’t he been informed? Had he said the truth or was it a cheap trick to intimidate me, to make me flinch. Doubt was lingering in my mind. Could I believe the one that had been chasing us for so long? Anyway it doen't matter anymore… sadly I wasn't the one to deliver the final blow on that bastard. He would have deserved to die from my hand but at least he won't bother us anymore and it was quite pleasant to see him being blown to tiny shiny pieces… but… will it be enough?

………

Meanwhile

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Watcher:

Pain like never before. Pain crippling every inch of my body. Pain tearing through my flesh, like all my body has been ripped apart, reduced to tiny bits floating in the void.

Pain, stabbing my mind, rekindling old wounds buried deep beneath.

I feel naked, vulnerable, reduced to my most primal self. The protective shell of my body is gone, leaving me exposed to everything. How did it go so wrong? How did I let myself be so easily defeated? I can still feel the cold blade stabbing my chest, like an ice pick pierce

Ng my rib cage, turning my last remnants of fleshes the hardness of ice, freezing me before I could even react. Who was that guy anyway? Why didn't I felt his presence? How could he even sneak in our lair without being noticed while pouring out such a great amount of energy? So many unanswered questions assaulting me relentlessly as I drift away into the void. Is that it? Is that what it feels like to be dead? So many times I was on the brink, standing at the edge of the holy gates of hell yet every time I was denied. Maybe this time it's my turn to rest.

Something tugs at my mind, pulling the strings holding me to this world. Is it death coming to harvest me? Or is it some desperate attempt of keeping me here instead? Someone throwing me a buoy; a tiny lead to find the way out and toward reality again. But do I want to come back? What holds me there anyway? A mission that only brought me more problems so far? Numerous enemies keeping up a good fight. A decayed master that would probably want to have me torn apart for my countless failures. And a few obedient, willing minions… some sort of a family if you wish. Weird dragon that strange dragon… Ares… that forced himself upon me, bonded us and remained by my side until the last second, bringing the pinch of salt my life lacked. A dragon that… when I think about it I didn't know anything about beside what I've seen. Beside… he must have followed me in the grave due to the bond.

I have no reason to remain on that plan of reality so why trying to bring me back. The tug of my mind keeps increasing, like something latching to me, an anchor keeping me from going away. Who could be holding me there? Why?

I can do nothing beside feel that unknown presence holding me still when I just wish to fade away.

I'm violently dragged toward what looks to be down, the blinding whiteness turning grey as long ropes of darkness filled the infinite space, crossing, intertwining, tangling, forming a complex network over my head. It wasn't only over me; it was below, on the sides, all around me; a net trapping me, a cage for a defenseless thing. I observe as the tangle of energy strings tighten around me, forming one solid pouch for me. I feel an unnatural warmth seep inside me, bringing life to what was once dead. I'm violently dragged down, that thing, whatever it is, is tugging at me, trying to latch on me and hold their grip. With every pull I feel different, renewed, revived, reborn, energy flowing in the nothingness where I'm floating, recreating something around my wandering soul, a new protective shell. A new flesh fueled of energy coats my spirit, sheltering me in a familiar warmth, like a bonfire was burning inside me. I try to move; new limbs react perfectly in sync with my thoughts, fingers curling, muscles moving correctly. A heart starts thumping in my chest at a steady rhyme, a constant staccato I've almost missed. A first breath rushes in my lungs, making me choke like I emerged of thick water I was drowning in. I choke, coughing, my body convulsing in pain. My eyes shot open, unfolding an incredible, almost unbelievable place. Everything is bright, glowing with a mix of red, orange and yellow hues. A black ceiling covered of the same changing color reflection.

"What the hell…" I grumbled, leaning on my elbows. I'm in a cave, a really deep one. The air around me is thick, full of sulfur, almost intoxicatingly hot. Even the bare hard rock I'm lying on is steaming hot. "Where the hell am I?" I grumbled, trying to get into a sitting position. The walls around me are made of a slick black rock, sculpted by time and a constant flow of thick bubbling lava cascading along the walls, fueling a large pool of magma on the rock. From where I stand, in the middle of that ever heating lake melting everything daring enough to step inside its overwhelmingly hot flows. From my place I can only judge the distance separating me from the border: about a half mile at the closest point; more than enough to stuff a few dragons in the thick liquid. I looked around; the place looked to be some sort of large room build underneath the surface of the earth. However when I observe the walls I realize most of it is natural, an ancient cavern formed by the flows of lava that once stormed in that place, sculpting the rocks with each wave. _he rest is only decorations, details added by a skillful hand. As I looked toward the roof I noticed a form, like a draw or a bas-relief in the rock, basked in the flickering orange glow of the pool meters below. From here I cannot see it perfectly but I'm sure it's some sort of banner or emblem. "Where am I?" as my only answer I hear the sound of my own voice bouncing on the tall walls of that confined environment.

"Relax Ordan you are safe now." sighed a deep rocky voice, like that idea wasn't particularly pleasing him. I gasped, that voice; I knew it too well and in all the voices Of the world that one was in my blacklist. I looked around, trying my best to find the source of that voice yet he was nowhere in sight. "Down there…" sighed that same tired voice? I looked down, realizing the tiny rock plate I was standing on was in fact some sort of rocky pillar made of slick obsidian. At the base of that pillar, his bulky muzzle leaning back on it stood Ghor, dipping almost entirely in the lava. His glowing eyes were staring at me but as our eyes crossed I couldn't stop noticing his were slightly hazy, blurry, like lost in a mist. "Are you alright?" I heard myself asking without really believing ÅI had just said that. "I'm exhausted." he yawned, unfolding the depth of his maws as a gust of putrid sulfurized air assaulted my nose "you see… reviving people isn't an easy task." he sighed, eyes closing for a few seconds before opening again, even more hazy than before "but we should more worry about you. So… how are you doing" »You mean after being frozen and blown up to pieces? I think 'm pretty fine… and in one piece of course." He let out a low chuckle, his elusive gaze loosing itself in the contemplation of the roof. "I suppose I owe you that." "You owe me nothing Ordan. I did this because I needed you." "You… needing me… you must be pretty desperate." I giggled. "You're the only one I have left." "So the situation is desperate indeed." I grumble. "Beside… you're the only one that managed to show some results- even poor ones."

"You know I'm the best." "You're the less pathetic you mean?" "Go eat your tongue lava worm!" I hissed, darting my eyes at him. He only showed obliviousness. "However… we may should reconsider our plans." he sighed. "Good idea; because I'm not getting myself blown up again; not even for you!" "I'll take note of that." he huffed, plunging entirely underneath the surface, staying in the bubbling liquid for a long minute before emerging again, heated droplets raining down around him. He took a new stance, his back leaning against the pillar, his head resting on the edge next to me; a big lump of tongue lolling on the side of his maws. "Enjoying yourself?" "More than you can ever imagine." "And I bet you're gonna do this while I break my ass capturing Kaos." "Maybe… maybe not." he answered, his tone lighter than before, almost sounding like a moan. "Are you sure you’re alright? Spending so much energy must have blown your brain." "Fuck off Ordan." he hissed, boiling lava missing my head by nothing. "I was thinking we may have to rethink our approach. We possibly have underestimated them." "Indeed… they are much more powerful than I thought." I grumble the memories of that fight with Allen still fresh in my memories. I never imagined he could force me into such fight. I expected to overwhelm him in a matter of second but he proved to be more dangerous than anticipated. He even manages to force me in my last cuttings off. Even Kyo had some surprises under his belt. I felt the darkness boiling inside him, mixed with his usual energy, giving him a really unusual signature. However it was bothering me: not even a dragon's anger could create such darkness; it needed more to be so pure so what else could it be? What didn't I know on that drake?

"They seem to have improved since that whole hunt started." "What did you expect Ordan? These worms wouldn't just keep hiding and fear us; they evolve, like we do, they adapt with each new situations." "Yes but they should still be insignificant pieces of shit." "Not as pathetic as they look." "Yeah thanks I've noticed." "I've been observing you all along. It's not the first time they slip away, and with each attempt they grew stronger." grumbled Gohr, still doing whatever he was doing beneath the opaque surface. "And I think that… they still have much to surprise us. Also what I saw happen to Kyo… may confirm my suspicions." "What do you suspect?" "I'd rather not advance any hypothesis until I have enough proof to confirm my theory." "Let's hope he loses control. It would make it much easier for us." "I doubt it would happen. I'm sure Kaos will do a great job of preventing it." "And it's not the only problem. His rider… Allen has shown signs of an incredible power. Even his father wasn’t capable to achieve what he did and he was a thousand times better than him." "Everyone has his surprises Ordan, you should know that now." "You're right… but neither of them managed to destroy us… there was someone else, and it was none of our captives, although they are the one I fear the most since they know how to take us down." "You are right; you encountered a person I didn't expect to see here. It's even more surprising since he is not in good terms with Kaos?" "Who exactly?" "The one that neutralized you…" "Yes this… maggot!" "Well he is a powerful spell crafter and summoner as well as an expert in ancient magic." "Crap. Why did it have to fall on me?" "Don't complain your body was simply temporarily destroyed while others didn't have the same luck."

I gasped, reaching for the bond in my head, linking me to that small dragon pack. It was still there, in one piece, as strong as before. On the other end of the bond Ares was literally holding to it, clogging like his life depended of it. Did he think me dead? And where were Skel and Tormis? Were they alive? I didn't dare to make contact with him, no! I wanted to see him face to face. "So… we have another problem to deal with." "And a big one for that matter. If we could bring him down we would earn eternal fame and glory and everything we wish for but… I don't give much of our lives if we try to face him. An entire regiment didn't manage to do a single scratch to him." "So we'd rather avoid that guy for our sake." "So what do we do now then?" "We wait and look for the best moment to strike but we'll need to use more finesse and be smarter than them… which I hope you're capable of Ordan." he chuckled, his hazy eyes staring at me intently. "Do you insinuate I'm dumb Gohr?" "No… I insinuate that so far your plans have only strengthened our enemies so I've been wondering… are you with us or against us?" "What a silly question! Of course I'm on your side dumb lizard! I'd never help these whelps!" "Still… you used to be one of them." "The past means nothing to me!" "I hope so." "Why are you bothering asking yourself these pointless questions!? I've been the most loyal to you until now; all the other have either died or ran away like the cowards they are!" "Indeed… but I had to make sure I could count on you." "Since I'm the last resort you have you'd better trust me." I chuckled.

"Don't get too cocky though we are far from done yet." "What do you want?" "I still want to see… that little pet of yours." "May I know why?" "He has kept intriguing me ever since I met him. I want to know what he is." "Why are you o curious? What does he have of so special to catch your interest?" "You see not all dragons have such a special energy signature." "Nothing to dig there he has been exposed to pure dark energy. That leaves some scars but I'm sure you are perfectly aware of that." "My dear Ordan… it is not as simple as you believe. Not even drakes exposed to great amount of darkness can generate such an aura. There is something about that drake… and I want to know what it is. So either you know but you pretend to be ignorant… or you're totally blind." "What do you mean?" "I think that little brat of yours hides more secrets than you imagine… secrets that could both help us… or bring us to our end." "How could he do that? He is just a fucking kiddo!?" "Yet that kid… if my hunches are correct could be helpful or poisonous. Ordan… you have to understand that he may not be what you think he is." "So what is he then?" "I'd rather… stay silent on that point unless my fears are confirmed. If I was wrong well we'll never talk about this again… but if I'm correct we'll have to take a decision." "Bullshit! Even if he was dangerous he is still under my control!" "True." "Beside… he won't come to you so easily." "Oh really?" "Yes you… kinda scared him to death the first time you met him. "I admit I look a bit… impressive…" he sighed, a wry smile glued to his relaxed face. I looked down in the orange liquid, noticing the same disturbances at the surface, like something was moving underneath.

Gohr let out another deep growl leaning back on the thick stone pillar, putting all his weight on that tiny column. I shook under the tremendous shock. As more of his body emerged, soaked in a steaming red coat of lava I noticed something else protruding from the surface; a long, large pillar of the same lava stone colored material.

It had a mushroom tip, leading to a long; maybe two feet long rod that thickened toward the base, vanishing in a wide, gaping slit, overflowing a slippery goo. The flesh there was gleaning brightly. There was no need to be an anatomy expert to guess that what I was witnessing was only one hell of a boner. I gave that… thing……, that… monster of a cock a closer look. ¹It was fitting to his impressive size, the proportions fitting nicely. The tip was pointed like an arrow tip and every inch from there seemed to gain some extra girth; so much that the base was simply humongous, probably made to plug whatever he sheltered that thing in. Along the black, length I noticed strange crack like forms, like his member was slowly breaking apart. I held back the temptation to make a joke on it. It was obvious that these were his veins, pumping his overheated blood in that heat proof beast. Along the sides I noticed small nubs and ridges, getting more prominent toward the base, all of them those same bright orange hues. "He surely has lava in his veins." I thought. That idea had an unexpected consequence: it made a surprising picture form in my head, a small volcano, growing, filling with mighty magma of the earth ready to…

"Oh crap!" I shouted, figuring out what he had been doing all along. I jumped aside, right on time to hear a powerful roar. The earth shook as rock debris fell directly in the fiery waters. The immense lava dragon I had been talking to unaware of his predicament arched his back, forcing most of his large body out of the heated lake. A wave of thick lava washed over the walls, overflowing out in a rain of tiny burning matter. I teleported on another pillar, far out of his reach this time, but with a good enough angle to see him lean over that pillar, maws open on a long growl, tongue lolling out on the side as his cock throbbed and bobbed; the turgid length swelling under the amount of seed traveling through it. His entire frame shuddered as the first gush of his warm seed burst in the air, staying there, suspended for a mere instant in a perfect arc before falling right on his face. Eyes closed he moaned, seemingly enjoying that delightful sensation. A paw found the way of his convulsing rod and wrapped around it, taming the mighty beast that was his dick and aiming that oozing tip toward himself. I observed without a word, hesitating between embarrassment, disgust and curiosity. Still I let no word slip from my mouth as more of his seed painted his face the color of the earth's mighty blood. Long rumbled growls escaped his gaping mouth as gallons and gallons of his seed emptied all over his body, the whole mess releasing a thick vaporous smoke; like his entire body was overheating.

Finally, after several endless minutes the last squirt rolled along his softening length as his paw lost its grip. He fell back in the water, only his cum drenched face remaining over the surface. I went back on the place where I first stood, making sure to not step on that deadly hot thing of a spunk. "Are you alright down there?" I shouted, keeping my distance with that sulfurous intoxicating air. Damn… eave his breath carried the acrid stenches of place where his kind was born, the scent of an eruption, the scent of disaster, the scent of the final doom. I had once witnessed volcanic eruption in a foreign lands; villages swallowed under torrents of boiling lava, rock falling like rain from the sky, thick toxic smokes billowing over our head, falling down on the lands as a mushroom of blackness and fire spurted from the volcano's vomiting mouth. The sight of destruction used to trigger a little… something inside of me, a pervert delight. That day it only brought horror and repugnance as I watched the other way. I understood why these lava worms were so easy to convert. They were born in these destructive flows, lived of the chaos it created, feasting on the remnants. I heard a tail that once said they fed of the ashes the destructive nature left behind and that, after each volcanic eruption you could see them feast on the remain, like glowing scavengers settling a secret lust of them before hiding back again in the place that saw them born. I didn't believe that rumor but it was hard to doubt; knowing the one I was facing right now.

"I'm fine… just… tired…" he yawned, throwing a hateful glare at me, like I had disturbed a precious, unlikely instant of pleasure. "You know… if you wanted some privacy to do… this… you could just say it. We could have had that talk later. I have my own business to mind anyway." I said, the softness of my own voice surprising me as I speak compassionate words I never thought I'd be capable of.

"No… don't let my unsettled problems get in the way of the mission. Beside… this is none of your business." he barked defensively. Even though his bared fangs looked everything but engaging it wasn't enough to hide the slight color shift taking place in the orange veins mapping his body, turning them a deeper tone, closer to crimson red. Was it me or was he truthfully blushing. "Still… thanks… for caring…" he mumbled, these very words sounding rocky, like sand paper upon his tongue.

A tiny, almost imperceptible echoed in the cavern, breaking the rhythmic bubbling of the lava. It was like a small object falling on the floor. I looked around, no one in sight, only the faint glow of torches or crystals lighting the way. No wait… it wasn't a torch who "diffuser" that soft orange light which color matched exactly with the lava a few meters under my feet. "Don't look too surprised but I think you have some watchers." I giggled, noticing a pair of eyes peaking sneaky glances over a tall column holding the ceiling. In an instant Gohr perked all ears, looking around for this pair of indiscreet eyes spying on him. When they met the one daring enough to disturb him I saw the glow of anger ragging in his eyes as he darted them in the intruder's direction. The temperature brutally rose up as the lava around him started to wave back and forth in its hole. "Show yourself." he roared as a geyser of lava bathed the rock in orange-red slime. A small form scrambled away, forced to expose itself in the light to avoid being hit. I gasped. It was another lava dragon, a much smaller one, his body bearing the same characteristics: large rock like slick plates, chiseled by colored jagged lines. However where Gohr’s scales were an orange tone his were a deep, almost dark yellow, like he had gold flowing in his veins. On his skull little protrusions could be seen, the outlines of future horns, his back was covered of sharp yet small spikes. He wasn't as massive and bulky as Gohr was, more slim and sleep but even that wasn't enough to dismiss the layers of muscles bulging under his tough scales. His face, beside it's rocky appearance had surprisingly thin, nice looking traits, a curious eye full of the playfulness of a child. His mouth, even though full of deadly fangs twitched on what could be assumed as a smile. His chin was adorned with a set of tiny spikes pointing downward, looking almost like a small beard. He was nothing more than a helpless and lusty teenager roaming around places he shouldn't have been in.

I opened my mouth to send him away but no sound came out. Gohr was frozen, his body turned to stone, even his breath had been cut short. He was only staring at that youngling in a mix of shock and… embarrassment. The kiddo waved a paw in our direction. Was he saluting us? To my utter shock Gohr answered, the outlines of a smile forming on his lips. Now he was actually blushing, like he was ashamed. For the first time in ages I felt lost. That guy who I thought to be force to be reckoned with was smiling softly, almost looking apologetic. The underling pointed insistently at the lake. Gohr shook head negatively. In reply that persistent reckless kid kept insisting, now forming by gesture only some sort of a request? I saw a giant paw rise from the lake, several claws lifted while some other were pointing at the ceiling. Two… two raised claws. What did it meant? Was it a cone of some sort, a foreign language which meaning slipped from me? In a blink that guy had vanished, head lowered to the ground, yet his smile caught my attention. I focused back on Gohr, he was smiling toothily as well, like… like he was enjoying himself. His face was still mired in his steaming hot cum he was grinning widely, oblivious to that gross fact that long slimy strings were breaking off his face, starting to coat his neck as well. "You know him?" "Not your business…" he huffed, that sweet smirk vanishing of his face as he lapped his face clean of his own mess. "Well you looked so…" "Happy? No… don't let yourself be fooled by appearances Ordan I was just being gentle. It has become so rare nowadays to see a fellow being of fire I'd rather… savor this moment."

"I see… I see…" I sighed, knowing perfectly that I'd get nothing more from him. "Well I guess it's time for me to go… I still have to find a way to take what is ours." "You'd better think twice." "I'll make sure to bring him to us this time." I huffed. In a puff of smoke I traveled away, traversing walls and air alike, going as far as I wished. Well… actually not as far as I wanted. When the smoke and general emptiness vanished I found myself looking at a slick rocky wall. "What the hell!" I yelled, looking behind to find that glowing pool of molten liquid and that mocking face of a dragon staring at me in sheer amusement. "Sorry… I forgot to warn you: this place is enhanced, immune to magic travels so if you want to get out you'll have to take the stairs like everyone else." "Couldn't you tell me that sooner dumb worm!?" "Couldn't you figure it out by yourself?" he retorted. I want away, head raised up proudly. The place was rather empty; after all, not many could withstand a bath in that molten goo so only few people had interest in wondering near that place. I made my way to the exit, hugging the walls, a shadow moving in darkness, unknown, invisible. On my way up I only met a few wandering dragons looking for something but it wasn't my business. Some were probably looking for the hot springs which pure waters were kept at a delightfully warm temperature by the lava flowing in deep canal; and chambers all around the basements. Other instead, like a sylvan dragon accompanied with two others were heading for a tiny entrance concealed behind a large banner, blocked by a large sign announcing in red letters "DANGER! Forbidden access; high risk of collapsing."

I knew where that narrow hole led, a damp cavern dug in the bare crackled volcanic rock opening on an immense underground cavern chiseled by the constant flow of an underground river. Its waters were freezing cold but could brag of being the purest around.

As I climbed a last stairs leading to the surface I heard a noise, someone was coming. I looked around. There was nowhere to hide and the sound Of claws racking on the granite steps was closing in, echoing on the walls. I flattened against a wall in a darker zone. I stopped breathing as a heavy breathing reached my ears, almost like a deep growl. My heart was pounding rapidly in my chest, blood rushing to my head. I reached for my blades… but my hand wrapped around emptiness. I could only found that third sword I had made but that I hadn't tried out yet. Nervously I gripped the handle, ready to draw it if necessary. I waited patiently, listening to the sound of claws clicking on the ground as whoever they belonged to came closer. I drew a few inches of hardened, sharpened steel out of it's sheaths. However when I saw what was coming I froze. The sight I was met with my baffling, unexpected. The dragon I was watching as he went by unaware of my presence was rather large and muscular, his long sinuous body gracefully moving. Yet what were unusual were the numerous fins and frills covering his body. Large gills were forming puffy lines on his neck; a long blueish fin was going all the way from the top of his neck to the tip of his long serpentine tail, the long appendage ending on a large fish tail swaying from side to side with each step. Between his clawed toes stretched a large blue-grey fin like membrane. A long fin dangled from his neck as well as frills covered his head and cheeks, giving him a little scary but dominant something. His scaled body was mostly black but had some magnificent purplish reflections on it which confounded almost perfectly with the dim light of the cavern. His bulky snout turned in my direction, his amber eyes darted straight at me, like he felt my presence without seeing me. Of course how much of an idiot am I? This type of dragon had great sonar they use to hunt and locate threats. He observed me, analyzed me, his body perfectly immobile only his chest raising and falling with his slow and steady breath.

After a long minute of heavy silence the dragon turned away, still growling deeply like something was getting on his nerves. I went out of the shadow, staring at the scaled form as it vanished in the depth. I didn't remember seeing any aquatic dragon around. It was a rare trend to see one; they used to be secluded and secretive, hiding themselves in rivers or lakes, not communication with the outside world. Even more bizarre was to see a sea dragon here, so far away from an ocean. Also his dark color and some other features seemed to point at another surprising fact. This precise, rather young drake was born from the abyss, a place that fueled the most terrifying tales and legends, house to many unknown creatures among which that kind of dragon. I had seen a sea drake only once before while I was sailing on a ship so many centuries ago but it had been so quick, so furtive that for many years I thought I had only dreamed that vision.

As I climbed the light steps leading to the entrance I thought about this… that guy could be useful to us, he could be our gateway to these foreign places, our chance to infect the elusive species of the oceans. Getting my hands on that guy could be a huge boost for me, a way to erase my past failures; but first I have to complete my first mission. Speaking of which… now could be a good occasion to recover my arsenal. I emerged from the deep cave built in one of the large natural walls protecting the city. No one was caring about my presence, too busy doing whatever they had to do; even the guards seemed to not see me, as if I was invisible. I walked calmly, my hood hiding my face, avoiding the most frequented alleys and the sight of the sentinels. I was still too weak to teleport far away; I had to get energy first. I hid under the cover of a silent building. With the radiant sun bathing the lands in warmth most dragons were outside, leaving the buildings empty and silent. I closed my eyes, whispering the words; my palms glinted of a dark glow as my voice rose, dark and deep. My face was basked in purple-black as the incantation went on. It was short but necessary. However, aas the last word left my mouth and my hands opened; ready to receive what I called for nothing came. "Weird…" I whispered "Did I miss something?"

I tried again, repeating the words. The spell was rather basic but still handy. On all my equipment I had applied my seal, a rune hidden to undesired eyes that would only react to my call and, wherever it was, frozen or buried, bound or kept by magic protection would bring it to me. Yet the second try gave as few results as the first. Enraged I repeated louder, almost yelling in the empty hall,, raising my hands toward the ceiling, shouting the words like a prayer.

Yet my calls remained unanswered. I fell to my knees, staring at my empty hands? Had my strength abandoned me, was I even to weak after my revival to cast such a cheap spell? Or had the one that killed me found a way to destroy my equipment or neutralize the recall glyph? I clenched my fists, cursing that guy until I felt a familiar contact in the palm of my hand. I opened my eyes. Before my amazed eyes a metallic glint shining in the pitch dark room. A new surge of energy invaded my entire being as I reaffirmed my grip on the handles, making the two blade swing and swish, slashing through air swiftly, the edges razor-sharp cutting through everything with ease in a light hiss, like my blades were whistling. A magnificent symphony of perfectly balanced weaponry made of the most precious and rarest materials, assembled by the most skillful of hands in the holiest place for that "office".

"Feels good to be back in business." I chuckled to myself as I sheathed the two swords in one swift motion. "Now let's gather my troops."

I could contact Ares, find a safe place for us to meet but we need to have a talk, here and now. Tracking him is no hard thing; it's even obvious to guess where he is. The coward had fled back to his place and was probably enjoying some relief with his two sluts that once were my good, obedient and willing soldiers. I gritted my teeth, his words in the cave hadn't fall on deaf ears. I heard him warn Kyo, help him even meanwhile remaining out of the fight, throwing a few range attacks for good measures. Why failing me now? Why betraying me at a critical moment like this one? What had changed? Had he been afraid? Did he bargain to save his ass? Did he felt a danger approaching and used this to leave and fight another day? So many possibilities but no clear answer. I closed my eyes and in a puff of smoke dissipated in thin air. When I reopened them I wat standing in darkness, a strong concoction of draconic musk flooding the air with their overwhelmingly potent odor. I covered my nose, that place was getting nastier with each day, the stench of piss and spent seed stinking my nose. They weren't stingy when it came to sex and had probably spilled gallons of seed so far. No light was needed, I knew perfectly how this large room was shaped, the three¤ bed they had been brought closer to one another to form only one king sized one where they did most of their disgusting business. I still had to be careful, they let their mess everywhere, puddles of diverse fluids, toys scattered through the room, even a few blankets spread likewise they had bred each other.

As I bumped into something that went flying through the room. I let out a low swearing yet already three pairs of eyes had turned in my direction, slitted pupils staring at me in defiance, three beasts of the night prowling into obscurity, their muscles tensing under their scales, ready to latch onto me. "I'm home!" I shouted, a wide grin spread over my face. I opened my arms widely in a welcoming gesture. The glowing eyes disappeared. Were they ignoring me? I felt a shift in the air, like a gust of cold wind. I tensed, my muscles stiffening, preparing for a blow. What came was a complete surprise. I was assaulted by every side, unprecise forms lurching in my direction. I staggered back as something was shoved straight into my chest. I barely had time to brace myself as all the air in my lungs fled under the force of the collision. I managed to wrap my hands around a bulky scaled frame when an additional weight added itself. I bent under the strain as a third mass crashed down on me. I took a step back, my left foot falling on something that rolled underneath. "Or shit!" I gasped as I fell back, half knocking myself out as I chocked under the three creatures pressing me in the ground. I grimace, trying to shove them aaway and give myself some much needed space when a snout came grinding against my cheek, cold scales rubbing against warm skin. I let my hands caress whoever it was' forehead until another came asking for rubs. I was smiling, amused by their affection until a third snout came resting in my neck, licking and nibbling at my skin. I was suffocating under the cuddly dragon's constant prodding and nuzzling. "Ahah…easy guys easy." I giggled as their slippery tongue started lapping my face, triggering tickles and uncontrolled shudders throughout my body. Their claws dug into my arms and legs, pinning me down as they bathed me in their slimy affection. I was laughing uncontrollably, rubbing and caressing their snout in time, or rather like I could since they ,were always moving, always trying to take the best spot. I was honestly surprised to see them react in such an unexpected way, nudging and hugging me, almost squeezing me like… like I counted for them, like they had missed me.

Finally, after a long time of constant body motions, rubbings and caresses,, hugs and licks it all calmed down. I was panting like I had run a few miles, choking and coughing from laughing so much and so long. The three drakes were resting on top of me, their glinting eyes glued to me as they kept purring and groaning under my caresses. It had been so long since we shared an instant of happiness together. I gently patted their head, thinking deeply. Had it been so long since I… died?

There was still one bothering detail: the three young and eager drake had their belly pressed against mine and in each case their groin were pressed insistently against my thighs and crotch, their slit grinding with each rocking motion of their reptilian body . It was slightly embarrassing and disturbing to have these three males so close to me. Finally the middle one rose, curling his neck until our gaze met, his purplish eyes gleaning joyfully. I reached out for that snout but before my hand could reach it he craned his neck away and instead dove straight to my face, nuzzling and nudging there for a while before finding a warm place in my neck. "You're alive…" he whimpered, staring at me with trembling, tearful eyes. "Still in one piece." I chuckled. "You're alive…" he repeated, as if he still couldn't believe it. "They'll need more than that to end me." "I thought… I thought… you… had…" he hiccupped, tears flowing down his cheeks, wetting mine at the same time. "Stop saying bullshit!" grumbled another voice. It was Tormis as his own snout dislodged Ares's from my neck, his jaws snapping menacingly to keep him away as he took the spot instead. "He is right." admitted Skel "if he had died none of us would be here to talk about this. You would have died with him and… probably dragged us into the grave as well." "Don't talk about ft." "You may be right." grumbled Tormis as his brother swiftly took the spot where he had nestled his muzzle. "Guys could you leave me some space please." "Oh… yeah… surely…" mumbled Skel, removing his snout, not without a last swift lick that is. "But do we?" growled Tormis. "Perhaps we could enjoy a bit more fun." purred Ares as his paws gripped my clothes, ready to tear them apart. I gasped, what had gone into their mind? I tried to struggle, to kick them away but only managed to get more claws wrapped around my limbs, immobilizing me for good. "You see… maybe it is time to turn the tables around and do it our way." growled Ares, leaning over me dominantly. "What is wrong with you?" I hissed, trying to squirm away.

"Don't try to resist… we are obviously too much for you." he cooed, grinding his lower belly against me, . A sliver of musk came to my nose. Was he horny? I gasped; had my control slipped away so Much? Was I about to get raped by my own minions?

"It appears you need some more help." grumbled a deep rocky voice in the depth of my head." I froze, flowing in surprise. Had I unconsciously called for help? Or was he spying my every move? "How do you…?" "Shut up and let me handle your mess." he growled. A loud knocking echoed in the room, covering the three eager drakes' growls and moans as they ground themselves against me, their cock engorging as the first inch of hot flesh spilled from their slit. For goodness’s sake did they have balls instead of brains or what? "Who was that?" "I don't know…" mumbled Skel. "Shall we… open?" asked Ares, losing all his dominance in the blink of an eye, returning to his normal state, the antsy yet adorable dragon I used to know and appreciate. Before any of them moved the door burst open, almost thrown from its frame as a large, orange-red glowing dragon entered. "Holy shit…" they gasped, retreating far away, leaving me lying on the floor, shameful and embarrassed.

"Thanks for the help." I mumbled as I got up, wiping the mix of dust and gooey fluids the three horny drakes had left on me. "But how did you know…?" "I followed you. Beside… I needed to see your last… addition but I see I arrived just in time." "Don't get too cocky." I huffed, darting my angry eye toward my revolting minions. "At this pace I should ask for a payment after saving you so often." "Keep dreaming lava maggot." "Says the master not even capable to tame his own pet's ardors." "Good point… let's take care of that immediately."

I headed straight for the two cowering drakes hiding behind a bed yet still peaking over the blankets to observe us. Fist clenched I placed myself face to face with him. Our gaze didn't met, his eyes kept fixated on the floor in a cute display of shame. He was still a kid, a kid that had done a mistake, something bad and was regretting it bitterly. But I didn't let his pleading expression soften me; there was no mercy for what he tried to do. I grabbed his chin and yanked it upward, forcing him to look at me. Yet he kept avoiding direct eye contact. "What the hell went through your tiny brain?" I growled, slapping his cheek with my free hand. "Sorry…" he winced, sniffing and sobbing slowly. "I beg for your mercy…" "My mercy! After what you tried to do! Beside… it is not the first time you try!" "Oh really… is that a sign of how pathetic you truely are? Not even capable of controlling a weakling. Such a shame you have been given such responsibilities." huffed Gohr, staring at me with his usual disappointed look, snarling and darting disgusted eyes in my general direction. Muffed laughter came to my ears. The three, once scared, now were mocking me, hiding their smiles behind a paw. "Ok so firstly he is not my pet." I huffed, removing my glove and exposing the draconic mark, maze of symbols and glyphs foreign to me but meaningful all the same, pulsating rhythmically in time with my dragon's heartbeat. I saw with a secret delight Gohr's expression twitch, turn from contempt to surprise, his jaw dropping in sheer shock. "You… you bonded with him." he gasped, out of breath and words alike. "Indeed and secondly he is more powerful than you imagine." "Which is why I wanted to see him from up close?" "Later first I have to make sure that everything is right in that lusty head." I grumbled, poking his forehead intently.

He snarled in defiance, baring his teeth in an almost menacing manner. "Apologies…" he hissed, not convinced "I got a bit too happy." "That's not what I call happy." "On that we agree it looked more like dominant than happy." "Well… we can't deny that this last plan was a bad idea from the beginning." "How dare you criticize my plans you piece of draconic shit. How dare you give your opinion when you betrayed me?" "I didn't betray you…" "Nonsense I heard you back in that damned cave!" "Crap…"he gasped, trapped. My hand rose to slam in his face again but, as I initiated my blow something hot engulfed my wrist, rows of pointed spikes planted in my skin. I froze glancing at what stopped me. You can't imagine my surprise when I discovered Skel, usually calm and measured had latched onto me and didn't seem to want to let go of his prize. His crimson eyes were glowing brightly but had the emptiness of a mindless being, an empty shell obeying blindly to commands. I turned my attention back to Ares. He was snarling more than smiling but seemed satisfied, even triumphant, his purple eyes glowing of a devilish glow. "Since when do you give your puppets control?" "A stupid idea of his." "For me it looks like he is trying to snap the control away from you." "Thank you I had noticed." I grumble, forcing my trapped wrist out of the drooling maws. "Actually it isn't half true." hissed Ares.

………

Ares

I am happy, truly happy to see Ordan again. I thought I had lost him forever back when he was shattered to a million of frozen shards yet he reappeared before me. But… why did I felt so horny all of a sudden? So powerful, so dominant. While I was hugging him, which felt nice by the way I felt my instincts flare, like I had spotted an easy prey, a weakness.

No… it wasn't my instincts… it was something much more terrible than instinctive reactions. But before I could prevent it; it had taken over me as an unusual arousal clouded my mind. I felt my slit stir with desire as I ground myself against it, rocking back and forth swiftly. Before I knew it I had my cock jutting from my slit, swelling with each ragged heartbeat. The situation quickly went from bad to worse but I knew what, rather who was the cause of it. "Are you done doing mayhem?" I growled, fighting back the lust he had voluntarily triggered to block me. He didn't answer to my call. I only regained control when Ordan spanked my cheek. It did hurt but at least it helped greatly. Sadly it wasn't enough to take back the control and I was forced to watch, helpless. Suddenly… Ares… that… deceitful bastard dared crossed a line, a line I had promised myself to keep my distances with but apparently it didn't apply to him. I was boiling, enraged, anger pounding through my veins as I sensed the consciousness of my friends, no my mates flicker and slip away, forced to kneel and bend to his will. "That's enough!" I roared, mentally caging him. "Hey what are you… hmpf…" he gasped as he was forced to silence. "How dare you." he hissed, struggling with the mental bonds I wrapped him in "I'm trying to help you! What an ingrate!" "Don't you even dare to use my mates? They are not your slaves!" "I was trying to help you dumbass!" he yelped, trying to escape the prison building itself around him. "Now you shut up and let me handle this." "The only thing you can handle is your freaking cock so let me talk!" "In your dreams." I hissed, trying my best to ignore the persistent creature trying to reach out to me with all it's might. "Silence…" I let out, tired of arguing "We'll discuss that… later… now I have something more important to deal with." I huffed, freeing my mates of the mind-control.

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Watcher

"The hell happened?" mumbled Skel, stammering, his eyes staring at me emptily. In a matter of second his empty gaze had filled back with life, like whatever was possessing him had let go, snapping him back to reality. His brother wore the same lost look, shaking his head vigorously, grimacing in pain. "Who tried to mess up to my head?" he winced. "I feel I'm gonna throw up." mumbled Skel, covering his mouth, his cheeks bulging rapidly. "Sorry guys… it's my fault." whispered Ares, staring down shamefully. "What the hell did you just try?" grumbled Skel, darting angry eyes at his mate. "Fascinating…" whispered Gohr next to my ear "it's simply fascinating. Your little puppet really caught my attention." "Whatever." "I mean it… he could have some more hidden resources. Come on young one tell us the depth of your soul."

Stunned I observed as Ares turned a deep red, his camouflage crystal barely hiding his shifting scales as he alternately went from white to black. "Why don't you start by showing us what you truly look like?" Ares froze as a claw tried to reach for the leathery band holding the pulsating crystal to his neck. He tensed, evading the prodding claw right on time. Gohr gasped, grimacing as a tiny lightning bolt struck his extended paw. "A fast one on top of that…" he hissed, gritting his teeth to diminish the pain. "He has quite a few tricks up his sleeves." I chuckled, winking discreetly toward him, receiving a nervous smile in reply. Our gaze met, I could see the nervousness in his eyes as he went from me to the imposing dragon standing next to me. "Go on don't be shy." whispered Gohr, his voice softer than I expected; even his smile looked inviting. "There is nothing to fear Ares." I whispered, gently rubbing his chin. µe gulped down noisily then bended his neck in my direction, allowing me to remove the pendant. In a mere instant his entire body had turned black and his true appearance was revealed in the dim light radiating from the lava drake's body. "Hmmm… looks better already." For me Ares didn't look convinced, still not daring to look at us. "Let me ask you a question Ares… what did you implied by it isn't half true?" "What I exactly said. I didn't try to take the control… my goal was only to protect him." "Be more precise would you." "Well… I thought that… if anything… if something went wrong; than one of us got captured they couldn't go back all the way to him, to you, to you all." "Reducing connections… clever…" Ares smiled, bowing slightly in respect. "But I suppose you had other, objectives am I right?" "These are personal… you won't get anything more from me." "Fine…" replied Gohr, still speaking softly and gently; the complete opposite of his usual behavior.

"I am still curious and… quite a bit confused. Why does your master accuse you of betrayal? You must know that it isn't something we take lightly." "But I haven't betrayed!" protested Ares, moping pitifully. "Then explain us what you did." "He protected us!" replied Skel, putting himself before Ares. "And used an advantage to subdue our enemy." added Tormis, joining his brother in his defending stance. "Interesting… could you develop young ones?" "He… Kyo… he didn't trust we were guilty of what we did… he believe we acted under your command." he mumbled, staring intensely at me. "May I know what happened?" "These three idiots had their fun with Kyo's mate… which pissed him off more than I had anticipated. In theory it should have made it easier for us to capture him as well but… he apparently has a soft side." "And he decided to spare us… so we promised to do the same in return…" Whispered Ares, looking down in sorrow. "He trust us to only be innocent possessed by Ordan to do his dirty business." "Fascinating… we could definitely use this to our advantage." "How?" Asked Ares "We promised to not harm him or his friends." "Who talked about going to battle…? I think it is time for us to act with more finesse, to be more cunning than them, to be one step ahead of them and bring them wherever we want. But first tell me…" he saw me in this form." interrupted Ares, guessing the incoming question. "And do you think he could…" "Yss he will recognize me." "Great… great. It is something we can work with… now listens carefully………"

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Two weeks later

Kyo:

What a delight! I thought as I lied in the large bed. My eyelids fluttered open as I awoke from my sleep, my gaze meeting a green snout as I realized my mate had been lying on top of me. "Am I that sweet of a pillow?" I grumbled as I swiftly removed most of his heavy body from my chest and belly. I was sprawled on my back, wings extended on both side, paws hanging in the air, tail falling over the bed's side. A sweet smell filled the air, arousing my senses. A smile drew upon my lips as my eyes traced the form of my sleeping mate. He was smiling in his dreams, his chest rising and falling steadily. My paws latched on his flanks as I followed the curves of his haunches. The lower half of his bo4y was still resting on top of me, our private parts sensually rubbing as our bodies rocked back and forth instinctively. A sensation of dampness spread between my legs as our slit ground against each other, smearing a thin layer of sticky fluids over our crotch. I cooed softly as I felt his Muscular frame dominating me. Slowly, sensually my paws went down his hindquarter, going over hit thighs, exploring a part of his anatomy I had been missing so dearly. My claws prodded swiftly, tracing tiny circles closer and closer to his crotch. His musky fragrance filled the air, adding to my own ragging lust. In two weeks we had plenty of time together, a time we put to naughty uses, spending hours in the heated atmosphere of the room enjoying some privacy. I spent so much time kissing him passionately I still can taste his mouth, I've spent so many hours hugging and caressing his slender form that I could map his body precisely even in complete darkness. I had discovered a tone of pleasurable spots along his body, places I didn't even know felt good to him. During these two weeks we didn't had sex together. I was still waiting impatiently for the time he would allow it again. Yet all along I couldn't take my mind of it. I surprised myself more than one daydreaming, my mind drifting away from reality, focusing on memories of our heated nights together, of our hips slapping wetly, of our cock oozing liquid lust as our mind lost themselves in ecstatic bliss as hot seed erupted, gushing in quivering tight holes, gushing from bloated cock tied by swollen knots. Even my nights were filled of these lustful dreams. I lost count of how many embarrassing situation I found myself in embarrassing situation, moaning as my slit parted to reveal my growing member drenched in a slimy layer of pre. I would blush, tried to hide my arousal before it grew too obvious.

Sadly Tarken seemed to always be aware of my struggles to hold my lust at a tolerable level and not let it overtake me Tarken only found amusing to tease me further. It was already hard to not succumb to my impending desire to mount him he was always showing off, raising his tail invitingly, swaying his rump lewdly whenever I dared to by accident look in its general direction, always taking enticing pauses whenever he could. The worst was that I was sticking to him most to not say all of the time, making each second a constant embarrassment. Even the first day, when we took that bath together. It started slow, soaking our bodies in soap, our bodies dissipating in the steam and foam, warmth seeping in our scales. Yet sadly I couldn't stop getting turned on by the proximity of our bodies, his sweet musk filling my nostrils a bit more; blending with the plethora of smells emanating from the bathtub. His soft coos filled my ears as he ground his body against mine, his tail dabbing over my slit repeatedly. I tried to ignore it and keep on going with rubbing the soap over his flanks, yet I felt something thick going over my slit, parting it open sl,ightly, more than enough to let some of my fluids spill in the water.

I winced uncontrollably, my cock stirring to life in it's hot confine of my slit. I remember latching onto his sides with all my strength, trying to hold still as the tip of my cock emerged, dipping straight into steaming hot water. I cooed uncontrollably, feeling the blissful embrace of the boiling liquid massaging my length. In a matter of second I was at full mast, my entire length bathing in the soap filled waters. Blood flowed in my pulsing dick as my hips bucked in the water, small waves shaking the peaceful waters. My knot was already swelling; inflating like a balloon saturated with helium, my slit was drizzling pre-seed into our bathing water. As I kept grooming his hide I started smelling something unusual. There was something odd going on. It took me some time as I tried to keep all of my focus on the shimmering scales drenched in water right before my eyes and on anything else. Finally, as I slipped a hand under his belly, bracing myself to groom his neither region without getting more enthralled I felt it. A sticky wetness spreading over my claws. I froze, muffing a gasp as I tried to identify what I had just made contact with; without looking straight at it. "Oh… you are quite skilled with your paws." I remembered hearing him coo, grinding back into me as I cleaned him slowly. I didn't answer because I knew that if I even tried to open my mouth it would be to moan out loud as by now my knot had popped out of my slit, so engorged with blood that I could feel the actual ways of the two balls growing on either side of my bulging member and my cock was bobbing underneath the now troubled water surface. After some prodding I finally came into contact with something. It was slimy at first, but as my paws glided over it. I gasped, recognizing the firm fleshy texture of one of my mate's meaty rods. The bastard was hard too… and quite leaky on top of that. I felt his shaft throb in my palm as pro spewed from the tip, marking my scales aas the not so gooey liquid streamed down on the sides of my paw.

This time I couldn't help it as a lustful purr echoed in my throat. "Ohohoh… someone is horny…" he purred back, nuzzling my snout. "You're so marvelous…" I moaned in reply, trying to mask my arousal under a curtain of compliments but even to me they felt empty as I tried to not let arousal overwhelm my already blooming senses. "Kyo you ar so cute when you try to hide something." "You're not helping cutie. You're as horny as I." "Indeed… but what else could I possibly do with such an adorable dragon grooming me so well." "You're such aa tease…" I hissed, sneaking a paw under his tail, massaging the softer tail base, a claw sneakily prodding at his clenched pucker. "Don't get too cocky Kyo… remember on what we agreed." "Then stop your little game!" "Me… I'm doing merely nothing. You are getting turned on; on your own, don't put the blame on me." "Says the guy that has been so lewd lately." "Fine… maybe… but just a tiny bit. Beside… it would be less fun if you didn't have to struggle a bit anyway:" "You're an ass Tarken you know that." "An ass you would kneel before to get a piece of; don't forget that part." "You know me…" "I know what you crave the most."

He was all so god damn right, I only dreamed of that magic instant where our bodies met in a loving embrace as hot semen filled our guts as pleasure blazed in our veins, our head flushed with pure lust and satisfaction of relieving ourselves of the burden of seed. "Kyo… I know what you want… and trust me I want it as much as you but… I don't want this to be like before." "I understand." I whispered, resting my snout on his shoulder. "You know… I find that quite funny." "What exactly?" It all restarts where t first began… in a bathroom… together in the waters… slowly letting desire take over.". I remembered it all too well. "Indeed… it's unusual." "Then why don't we think it all as a start over… erase everything and just… restart everything. A new beginning if you wish." "A second chance." I purred. "Yes… but… as much as I desire it… I don't want it to be just a copy of our old relationship. I want to make sure you learned from your mistakes." "You're not forgiven of yours Tarken." "I know…"ha mumbled, looking away. "However… if it's what you desire and what you think will help us… I'm willing to do so." "Fine Kyo… so you agree to not have sex for a while." "It will be hard but I'm willing to do it for you." "I'm proud of you Kyo… but don't give me wrong we will… have some fun together… later… hopefully." "I'll look forward to it then." "Until then… we'll see how you can resist the urge." "When does this trial begins?" "It has already started." "Crap… can I cum now at least?" "Not yet my dear…, you aren't nearly done yet. First you'll have to finish what you began… then… we shall see." "You handsome bastard." I hissed, grinding my water and pre-soaked cock against his backside, smearing my scent on his butt.

I obliged and finished my task, with a fat boner dangling between my legs. When I was done I was expecting to be allowed to relieve myself but instead we went out, dried off without an opportunity to release the pressure building up in my loins. When we came back into the room Kyle was gone, a small note written at our attention was pinned on the wall, held in placed by a sharp knife. "Does he always do that?" "Most of the time but don't bother; it is none of your businesses for now." he had purred in reply, climbing on the bed and rolling on his back. "Right now I would gladly enjoy a good massage." "There isn't written pet there!" I hissed, pointing a menacing claw at my forehead. "Then I suppose you don't want to earn your release." "Little scaly bastard." I huffed, climbing by his side. Since I didn't have another choice I complied, using all my skills to tame the stiffness in these muscles, relaxing every inch of his beautiful body. His elated coos and moans reached my ears. He had his eyes closed and a goofy smile was stuck onto his lips as my paws went down his belly. "These paws feel so nice." he chirred, his body twitching under my touch. Finally I came near his privates parts, his twin juicy members were laying on his belly sloppily, dripping steadily onto his scales. His potent musk assaulted my nostrils, stirring my contained desire again. None of my struggles could dismiss the loud moan that left my gaping mouth. "Oh… someone is growing restless." "Shut up and let me cum already" I pleadingly moaned, feeling my cock throb and spew heavy lines of pre all over his tail base. "Not yet my dear mate… first I might have my orgasm first." "Are you kidding me!" "Let me finish would you. First I'm gonna finish… and maybe I'll let you sniff my balls and lick the mess clean… then perhaps I'll allow you to spill." "I hate you…" I winced, scratching the blankets with my claws.

And, with these words spoken his tail wrapped around his two eager members, squashing them together as he started stroking, his slickened shafts grinding against one another. I was forced to stare helplessly, my paws wrapping around my no. lubed member, stroking it at a rapid pace while another massaged my fully grown knot. Yet every time his gaze fell on me I quickly hid myself but, in the end my paws or tail would naturally find their way around my swollen penis. Finally, in a mighty roar he came before me, white semen spurting from his two rods; splattering on his belly, the first loads gushing so hard that some even coated his snout in pearly white. I watched, drooling, my paws going over my turgid cock at an unbelievably fast pace. I didn't wait for this accord to dive straight in the puddles of seed covering his belly and chest, his two spent cock resting in the middle of the mess. I felt like going wild, lapping ravenously, my tongue dashing over his scales and collecting mouthfuls of his spunk. Even his cocks got quite a bit of a treat as they were one after the other lapped clean, drove straight into my maws and drained to the last drop of seed. I felt like a whelp drinking the milk from his mother as I greedily sucked. Even his weak protests were not enough to stop me now. Soon after another creamy substance blanketed his belly as I came, soaking his body with my scent. I fell on top of him, smearing my own seed on my scales as I fell asleep. Then, for the next two weeks I followed him wherever he went, down in the capital or in the weirdest corners of the mountains. One week ago lately he agreed to be more… naughty. Well… his agreement wasn't spoken. I woke up one morning with his green form over me, glaring at me deviously. I had no time to ask or even let out a single sound as immediately he delved straight into my exposed slit. I moaned loudly, arching my body in his muzzle as his agile tongue lapped inside my slit, producing loud squelching sound. I closed my eyes, feeling my cock grow hard, filling more and more space in my clamping slit. Soon the tip of a black spire emerged, guided directly in an eager maws. Warmth enveloped my growing flesh as slimy spit coated it. I let myself slip, basking in the overwhelming bliss as my cock was coaxed out of its hiding. I moaned; gyrating my hips as he started bobbing his head up and down my growing length, his snout smacking my drenched slit.

I groaned loudly, trying to reach his bobbing snout yet, my paws refused to move. At first I thought it was due to the immense amount of pleasure coursing through my veins. But, after some tries and body shifting I realized I was held in place by something. Panicked, all pleasure having deceived in an instant I looked around me. My fore and hind paws were held in a star like position, bonded by thick metallic bracelets held by black chains. All the rest of my body, as my senses woke up from the intense bliss felt wrapped in a contraption of leather, even my now plump balls were trapped in a soft leathery pouch. Some leather straps were keeping my tail held right, forcing my pucker into exposure. As I nervously clenched my muscles I felt oddly full, but not in the way I'd feel when I needed to relieve myself but… in another way… in a more delightful way. I gasped, realizing I had a large cock stuffing my rear, stretching my passage far more than Tarken usually would, even with two cocks buried knot-deep in there. The more I clenched around the thick object spreading my hole wide the more I realized there was something odd with it; I didn't felt the hot jet of pre-seed coating my inner passage. I gasped, recognizing the rubbery texture. A toy… he had put a toy in my ass! How didn't I notice it sooner? And it wasn't a small one on top of that. "Woah…! Where did you find that?" I cooed, clenching my muscles around the fake shaft's wide girth. "Hehe… Kyew you would like it. I bought the biggest I could find. Isn't it too big for you?" "It's fine." I cooed, feeling the thick dildo shift inside slightly, "gonna feel sore for a while but its perfect. However… there is one detail that prevents it to be more perfect." "I know Kyo." "Tarken… I'm… I'm not into… bondage and… strap on thing… It… It may feel nice and… and I know you're trying to make me feel comfortable with it… but… I'm… I'm scared… and you won't change it." "Relax Kyo… I've learned from my mistakes. I won't go rough on you… not unless you want it." "That's kind of you Tarken… but… it won't do." "Kyo… all this bindings there… are just here to make sure you don't get too cocky. Since I know how quickly you can grow really horny. "So you just want me to hold still while you have your way with me." "Correct… but… maybe… if you remain calm and comply… I'll let you out of these bonds… but now I'll just make sure to drain these two beauties dry before you try something too bold. So hold still and let me do my thing… and enjoy." "But… but…" I whined, twitching nervously like aa trapped worm. "Kyo… just lean back and enjoy I promise you will enjoy it."

At first I was afraid, nervous, my muscles tensed, my whole body paralyzed by fear, my breath a quick irregular panting as I observed my mate's tongue go over my cock, teasing every sensitive nub, grinding under each flared ridges, applying pressure on my barbed tip, even slipping into my urethra, triggering tingles of pleasure and pain. Yet the pleasure couldn't erase all my fears. "Jeez Kyo calm down." he huffed, letting go of my spit soaked member. "Sorry…" I whined, at the break of breaking into tears yet my words sound like needy moans "I… I enjoy what you're doing Tarken… I really do… believe me… I have faith in you… but… you won't make me enjoy being bound and… helpless… vulnerable." I said; the last word a weak whimper. "Kyo…" he mumbled, his green eyes glazing over my shivering frame "I won't harm you… I just want to bring you pleasure to you… and avoid you getting too cocky." he whispered, cupping my two balls through their contraption of thick leather. "We can have as much fun… without all that leather." I purred "And I promise I will hold still." "Kyo… I have no faith in your promises, they still sound like a breeze to my ears." "Curse you…" "Kyo, listen… to what extend are you ready to go to bring us back together?" "I… I would do whatever it takes." "Then lean back and shut this mouth of yours before I stuff it with juicy meat." "I wouldn't mind at all…" I mumbled, drooling at the idea of having my maws stretched around his twin turgid erections. Yet instead they just swayed over my snout, spewing clear pre over my scales. "Perhaps if you're nice and remain like this I'll let you drink my seed. Now… let's get back to our business shall we." he rumbled, pointing my twitching length with his snout. This time his stance had changed, he was completely over me, dominating me from his height as his paws held to my paralyzed limbs as if I could move. His snout lowered onto my eager length drizzling gooey fluids all over my crotch, even my slit oozed with musky lube. His tongue swirled, dabbed, teasing my sensitive shaft, licking hungrily the smothered fluids like it was water. Finally, as his tongue had coiled around my throbbing flesh and squeezed it, forcing more pre to spew out I felt the damp warmth of his maws as I slid in slowly, his pursed lips forming a tight seal as he swallowed inch after inch. Bliss overwhelmed my system as I trashed against the bed, eager to hump his inviting maw.

A familiar pressure was building up in my aching loins as my climax drew near. It had been an entire week and I was craving (to say the least) for relief. I felt a tug in my anus, like something moving inside. The toy hadn't moved much so far, so immobile that my passage had molded around the large fake shaft. Slowly the thick rubbery toy was removed, rubbing on every sensitive spot of my hole, making it clamp and quiver as I moaned out loud, arching my neck to try and catch a glimpse of the scene. He worked the dildo in and out of my puckered hole at a moderate pace, burying it all the way in before pulling out, only leaving the tip to prod at my throbbing guts. The combined pleasure was more than I needed to go over the edge as seed traveled through my bloated member, exploding in his awaiting maws, erupting so hard the first spurt made him cough. I roared in delight as a wave of pleasure submerged me. I was in a blissful heaven bathing in sheer climactic pleasure as my seed was ejected from my pulsing cock, pooling in his mouth as his tongue lapped over the tip. I came hard; my balls throbbing painfully as their precious content was drained.

As it all came down I stared at his two twitching members. The pressure on my limbs diminished… just enough for me to… latch onto his crotch, dragging his two members in my sloppy mouth as he chirred in surprise and pleasure. "Oh Kyo… even bonds cannot stop your horniness." "Shut up and keep suckling." "Sir yes sir." he replied, diving back on my shrinking member before it went flaccid, delving directly in my slit as he angrily lapped, coaxing my member back to life in an instant as the spent organ went straight hard, painfully throbbing. From this moment on I lost track of time, my mind flushed with heat his desire as my nostrils captured strong whiffs of his scent, his taught sack pressed on my snout, his two orbs gently rolling at I eagerly lapped and suckled his members. Nothing mattered most than the pleasure we brought to each other. I could only recall intense waves of an instance pleasure, gooey warmth flowing in my mouth as he came again and again. I drank all he had to give, milking his cock until they had nothing left to give, an unquenchable thirst for his semen like it had something holy. Maybe it was the flavor I couldn't get enough of, or perhaps was it the sensation of it pouring everywhere in my maws as I brought him to orgasm again and again, awaiting the next climax to get another taste. Anyway the result remained the same as he came in my mouth until he fell on top of me, exhausted, panting raggedly as the last weak spurts of seed escaped his floppy cocks. I remember the contact of his lips, his tongue prodding in my mouth, the taste of myself in his warm muzzle. The whole week was only a repetition of that very same day. I would wake up by his side, bounded or not, sometime my tailhole stretched by one of his toy or my cock on the verge of exploding as it had been teased by his skillful paws or in whatever embarrassing position I could think off.

One day he had me pinned down, his two throbbing cocks staring at me, drizzling their pre on my snout as he ordered me to suck. I gladly obeyed, submissively moaning as I lapped his two spires. Every day would start like this, a mutual instant or relief. When I say instant I mean an hour or two. Often he would drag me out of sleep at the first lights of dawn just for that. But it wasn’t only to bring him pleasure; I got my fair share of delight as well. Then we would have a real meal in the dining room… when our seed wasn't enough to quench our hunger; afterward we would keep ourselves busy with whatever we could. During this week I had nothing to complain about, never getting bored, my mate always keeping busy. Sticking to his tail all the time felt awkward. I had never been so close to my mate, following him wherever he go, doing everything with him, my head only filled by him to the point of obsessing me. It wasn’t all in good way though there was one thing that annoyed me above all, one tiny detail that had me boiling, glaring at him angrily: WHY DID HE HAVE TO KEEP ME ON EDGE LIKE THIS?! He was forcing me to constantly wear an odd gear made of leather straps going over my hide and rump, trapping my balls in a tight leathery pouch, covering my slit as well, keeping me from growing hard, the thing having no opening for my dick what so ever. The worst part was that it also went on my rump, one of the straps wrapping around my tail, keeping me from lowering it too much, keeping my private parts exposed and my hole in plain view. It was already embarrassing to wear that everywhere, the brown leather obvious on my inky black scales but to make matters worse he was one of the biggest tease it had been given me to see, offering me quick enticing glances of his gender, of his tight hole or moist slit when his two shafts weren't out in the open, or even trying to stir my arousal, wiggling his butt, taking deliciously enthralling poses even in public places, delighting himself of hearing me moan and groan in pleasure, biting my lips to not make too loud noises while he glazed upon the bulging leathery pouch as my cock was trying to grow just to be blocked in his leather prison.

Later the same week he replaced that gear by another with some sort of glass made bubble larger than the previous tightly pressed thing. This time everyone could see when I was growing aroused, my pre`-seed even pooling in the transparent glass sphere.

Thankfully I only had to deal with this for three days, three shameful days.

Overall I enjoyed that time of intimacy with him, rebuilding what had been shattered; restarting on new stronger bases, even though pestered by his little teasing play to the point of wondering if the thrill of dominance hadn't overwhelmed him but I loved it all nevertheless.

However there was one thing that kept me from delving deeper in the pleasures of that delightful week, something that squeezed my heart, made me wake up in the middle of the night in sheer panic, a constant tug in the back of my head that would drag my mind away from what It was doing whatever it was. I could feel it in my head, a dull ache constantly coming back, reminding me that it was there, that something else should preoccupy me. And how well did it work. It took me a while to put a claw on it but when I did, I felt like I would fall apart. As the bond with my mate regenerated, healed, came back to full strength string by string another weakened, ripping bits by bits as it was pulled apart, and this one was much more worrying than the other. That constant fear was the one thing that kept me from focusing all my attention on Tarken as it bothered me. What was it? Allen. I had no contact with him for all the time being; I hadn't even seen him. Had he even left his room all this time? I didn't know and every time I came to see it was locked from the other side, all access denied. I tried to reach him mentally, the same wall, the same lockdown, no access allowed. I tried to call him, to talk to him through this door but nothing answered me. I spent hours staring at that panel, hoping for a reaction but nothing moved, no sound came from inside, leaving me anxiously waiting, praying the gods for a sign, for a simple answer.

Tarken knew my fears, my worries and did everything he could to help me cope with it, take my mind away from it, repeating that he was fine. But could I believe this? I felt it that something wrong but what? I couldn't put a word on it. Why a so sudden mutism? At the end of the week I found myself sitting in front of the closed door, staring hopefully as I spoke. "Allen… I know you're in there… and I know you can hear me. Please… open… I… I… I want to see you." No answer… not even a sound. My call came both vocal and mental and in both case remained unanswered. "Please… let me enter…" I begged,, eyes filling with tears, my voice flickering. "Allen… I'm… I'm worried about you… please… I beg you… tell me what's wrong… why you don't talk to me anymore?".

I put my snout against the door, salty tears streaming down my cheeks, forming a clear pool on the floor. "Please… *sniff* please Allen… *sniff* talk to me *sob* I want to know what's wrong? *sob* Have I done something wrong? *sniff sniff* is it because of me?" I pleaded, my voice breaking, full of held back sobs.

Still, the same silence, the same emptiness. Slowly anger crept in my brain, washing away the worries, absorbing all my fears, replacing them by a wild burning rage, a raging fire blooming in my veins, filling my head of a pure anger. "Fine!" I reared, springing on my paws. "If you want to stay in your little corner and sulk just do it! It's not my problem anymore! Just don't you dare coming back to apologize."

I turned around, rumbling deep in my throat. "You hear me asshole it's over! I hope you're proud of you!" I roared, slamming my tail in the door. The whole wall quaked under the might of the blow as dust fell from the ceiling yet the door didn't budge, withstanding the attack.

"Wow calm down Kyo; take a deep breath " said Tarken who had, unknown to me, observed the whole scene. "Shut up…" I hissed between my gritted teeth. "Kyo… leave him alone… he'll come back to you eventually." "Shut up!" I roared, my claws lashing through the air, missing his head by an inch and digging into the wall, leaving deep laceration in the tough material like it was made of paper. Tarken took a step back, terrified. "I need to be alone… don't you dare to follow me." I growled in his face before turning back and leaving without a second thought.

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Tarken

"There is something wrong with Kyo don't you think?" asked Kyle, pulling me out of my stupor. "Why do you say that?" "Well… he looks really prompt on losing his mind for nothing and… just look at that! This thing is supposed to withstand fire, blasts and strikes from dragons ten time stronger than Kyo… so… how did he managed to leave that mark?" he asked, caressing the jagged claw marks. "Anger can land enough strength to move mountains. Wouldn't you act the same if your rider went silent like this?" "Maybe…" "Don't you think you went a bit hard on Allen?" "Perhaps…" he grumbled, not giving a damn about what I was saying. "What do you have in mind?" I sighed. "Just a weird feeling. I sense we're missing something… on Kyo…. There is something of with him… but I can't pinpoint what it is… but… I don't like it." he mumbled. I was barely listening, more preoccupied by the fact that he didn't seem to care for the one he had spent so many heated nights with.

………

Meanwhile not so far away

Owen

A few hours later

Standing on the edge I look down upon the mountains, winds billowing in my face, cold gusts blooming in my clothes and hairs as grass bends around me. In my hands the blade that took one's life, a living curse of eternal hunger, draining all life and only leaving empty shells behind when there is something to leave that is. A rag in hand I clean the blade, whispering words as a white glow surrounds the blade, pounding slowly as I cleanse it of likewise blood and darkness staining it. It had been my main activity for the past hours, a meticulous and dangerous work to clean it without disturbing the beast sleeping inside, trapped in eternal slumber. My eyes slowly drift away, stopping on the caldera of an extinguished volcano boiling with another type of warmth, the warmth of hundreds of bodies, of hundreds of dragons and humans living together; the pinnacle of peace and harmony between the two once waring kinds. A place built to house the mightiest fighters, to train eager apprentices, to be a shrine of peace and magic where both kind of fights were mastered at their highest, a place where the difference between human and dragons were brought to an end by a simple indelible mark. Yet… that very same place… even with it's pure, holy original goal wasn't immune to the crawling darkness; slowly spreading, taking over everything, swallowing all in its uniform blackness. Our enemies were crippling it from inside, weakening the sacred bonds uniting both kinds. "What is on your mind" asked a familiar voice, a reassuring presence nudging itself both in my mind and against my shoulder. "The end grows near…" I answered, still focused on my task. "Not if we can stop it." "We won’t succeed alone." "Who said we were alone? There are plenty of eager fighters willing to battle. We saw an example of their desire to protect whatever maters to them." "They are strong indeed… but weak all the same." I whispered, knowing all too well who he was talking about. "An untamed force is more dangerous than an entire army." "They just lack practice."

"Both of them… have immense powers they just seem to start noticing… it will be a long way before they reach their full potential." "I would honestly doubt that." "May I know why?" "You saw like I did the fight they manage to put up; they valiantly held against two major demons." "And three whelps." I chuckled, remembering the three forms fleeing in the night after the bloody encounter. "They don't count." "If you say so. But… even with all their might they couldn't have won." "Once again… I think we can agree to disagree. I felt their power grow with each passing second; and I'm sure you did to; if they had known their own strength sooner they would surely have won." "Yes but instead they spilled it all out in one or two blows, wasting most of it for nothing." "One of them managed to inflict some wounds to a mighty opponent." "And I'm surprised honestly but it was still not enough." "Then what is holding you back?" Growled Voire, his fangs bared as these so few words slithered between his lips. It was a rare occurrence to hear his voice and the lack of proper speaking let it sound more like a guttural growl. "You know you have the tools to help them improve, to teach them how to master their true powers more than anyone else so why hesitate?" This time he had spoken in my mind but his lips still twitched like he was trying to actually form these words upon his tongue but only growls rolled out, mighty as a thunderstorm yet meaningless. "You are right… they need training… but we need answers. As you know I won't even bother until I get to know what I want to know." "And there is only one person that can give them to you." "Then I guess it is time to pay your old friend a little visit." he mildly chuckled, ruffling his wings impatiently.

"Indeed… but first I have more pressing matters to take care of… like making the light on all these dark zones and also take care of our little… possessive friend." "Alright then…" he sighed, getting on all four, kneeling to let me climb on his back. "Too bad your little test has to wait." he let out as he soared into the sky. "We will be able to do it… later I suppose." "That is… disappointing. I love to see them struggle with it." "It is not a game Voire… just a way to determine how strong their bond truly is."

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Kyo

"Hold it together Kyo… it will be fine." Whispered Kaos; trying to calm me.

I had been seating under a tree for one hour, trying to calm myself, extinguish the fire of rage burning in my heart. "Why doesn't he answer me?" I hissed, trying to figure out what was wrong and when did it went wrong. "I don’t know… but losing your mind over it won't help." he replied.

"Excuse me…" called a familiar voice. I stood up, noticing the presence of a man and a tall blue dragon. "Owen… Voire…" I saluted. Both answered with a bow of their head "What owes us the pleasure of your visit?" I enquired, grateful for the one that saved us a few weeks ago." "I wanted to see if you were alright after your little… misadventure?” “I’m… alright… but… these demons left their vile mark on us.” I hissed; my thought all focused on Alle. “I understand… but as much as I’d like to help you Kyo I came here to see Kaos… I hope I'm not disturbing" "Yes you are; we were talking and we'd appreciate some privacy. So if you could get the fuck away I'd be really grateful." hissed Kaos. "Don't listen to him you're in nothing ,bothering us." "Thanks Kyo…" "It's nothing… that's the least we can do after what you did for us." "As you say." grumbled the demon "But does it have to be now?" "Yes, the sooner the better."

"Fine." growled Kaos, not agreeing the slightest bit. "Kyo… I'll need you to… step aside." "What do you mean?" "I'll need you to land me your body for a while." "In your dreams!" I hissed defensively. "Why silencing him?" asked Owen, surprised by the decision "he has the right to hear it too." "No!" roared Kaos "these are private matters and they don't concern him!"

I was astonished by Kaos' attitude but I had no time to wonder why when a tide of darkness submerged me, drowning me in obscurity as the control of my own body slipped away. "I'm sorry Kyo…" whispered the demonic voice.

………

I open my eyes…, fluttering them a few time as they adjust to the dim light. Where am I? I sniff the air; the scent I catch is familiar.

I look around; I'm lying on a bed in a large room. It takes me a split second to recognize the place: Tarken's room. How did I end up here? How long have I been out? The room is dark beside a dim orange glow radiating from small crystals and candles. At first glance it looked like I was alone in there, but a closer examination revealed a ray of light filtering under the bathroom door. A sweet perfume was floating in the air, elusive fragrance lingering in the thick, musk addled air.

I stood up, surprisingly enough I wasn't bonded to the bed or trapped in some sort of weird gears, just lying on the bed, free of my moves. "What the hell happened?" I grumbled, stretching my stiff limbs.

I felt numb, weak, dizzy, my brain fuzzy. With a muffed sound the door opened. "Oh… you're awake." said Tarken, like it came as some surprise. "Of course…" I grumbled "what happened?" "Don't know. Kaos brought you back and you just fell asleep there." "How long?" "I don't know… three hours maybe… perhaps a bit longer." "Why? Why didn't he let me hear?" "Hear what?" "He… he had a little talk with… that guy… Owen." "These two have a lot of things in common… among which lots of secrets to hide." he sighed "don't bother with them." "How could I not bother when he kicks me out of my own body!?" "Yeah from that angle…" "Whatever…" I growled, fluttering my tensed wings. "So… have you calmed down?" "About what?" "Allen." "How could I stay calm when he has refused to talk to me for two weeks? I don't even know if he is still there! And I don't know the fuck why he went silent? The most frustrating is that none of you let slip a single clue. I'm blinded here and I hate it! Why do you keep me in the dark?" "I know as much as you Kyo… but it's not our business."

"How can't it be our problem? You would be as worried me if your rider became silent like this." "It's true… but we cannot do a thing about it; if someone can solve this mess is them… not us…" "Maybe you're right… but how long will it take?" "The needed amount of time." he whispered, coming on the bed next to me, our scales rubbing as his snout came nuzzling mine lovingly. "Stop that Tarken… I'm not in the mood." "You need to relax… let the human handle their problems." "Nonsense…" I hissed, breaking the soft contact. "Hush…" he purred, shoving me back on the bed. "What are you doing?" "Just helping you relax." he purred teasingly, his body blocking my view as he steps over me. I can't stop my paws from latching onto his flanks. "Oh… I see someone is more eager than they let think." "How could I ever possibly resist you…" I whispered, delightful shivers running down my spine. I surprised myself how quickly I went from worried to excited but… how could I resist him?

Still this worry, this fright was still tugging in the back of my head, not living me a god damn second. "Still the same old horny drake." he giggled. "With such a handsome mate it's hard to not be." I replied, my tail smacking his rump. Our snout met, lips brushing as we kissed lovingly. "I love you…" I whispered between two kisses. "I love you to…" he answered in a short breath. Slowly our kisses became wilder, hotter, more passionate, our jaws locked as our tongue coiled around each other while we delved id the other's maw, our saliva mixing as we shared in this moment of intimacy.

Slowly all my worries were pushed aside, buried under layers of lust and eagerness. With each sensual touch I grew more enticed, becoming wilder as I French kissed him. When we separated we were both panting raggedly, drooling like hungry animals on the sight of a juicy prey. I wasn't worrying anymore, my mind flushed with lust and desire as I glazed at my mate, our combined musk filling the air. "That was nice…" I panted, tongue lolling out. A claw pressed on my snout as he spoke "and it's only the beginning my love." "What do you have in store for me?" "You'll see." he whispered teasingly, his snout vanishing from my field of view yet I could feel his skilled yet rough paws going over my tensed frame. Too bad he couldn't feel me with these nerve lacking palms. I closed my eyes and opened my mind, reaching out through our bond and letting my emotions, my feeling, the sensation of his paws upon my soft scales flow in his mind, offering him what he couldn't feel. "Thanks Kyo." he mumbled as his touch became more precise, going over the most sensitive spots of my body. Slowly the tension in my muscles vanished, leaving me basking in pure delight as he worked on me, massaging every inch of my body. I was sprawled on the bed, exposed in full view just for him. I was starting to fall asleep, his skilled touch doing such a great job that I had troubles keeping a grip on reality. I was on the brink of unconsciousness when something wet going over one of my paws triggered a strange tickling sensation. My eyes shot open, my body twitching uncontrollably as he lapped one of my hind paws, my claws curling as he kept tickling the sensitive part. I giggled, twitching under his touch, my tail flicking rapidly. "Stop! It tickles!" I chirped, kicking in the air in protest. "Don't fall asleep then." he sniggered, giving my paw a last lick. "You are so good at it." "I know but it's no reason to fall asleep." "I felt so nice I couldn't resist. Sorry." "It's nothing."

Without me noticing he had already ¤bone really low, his paws hovering right above my crotch. I tensed, seeing his devious smirk. What wicked trick had he up his sleeve to tease me with this time? "Relax Kyo. I won't play with you this time… not in this way at least." "What is that supposed to mean?" "Nothing worrying my love." I remained skeptic; I knew his ways, he could make me feel relax just to stab my ass with one of his toy and force me to bend in submission while making me cry out in sheer pleasure. "Actually… I have something much more… let's say straight forward in mind." he chuckled, grinning deviously. "I don't like the look of it…" I hissed defensively. “Kyo… just relax for a bit… and let me show you…" he purred softly, lowering his snout toward mine, stopping a mere inch away from me. His moist breath billowing over my scales, making me shudder in expectation as our gaze met, fixating for a long silent minute" His beautiful eyes were two emerald shards in the green of his body, hypnotizing, magnificent, gleaning with love and a bit of malice. Finally, as I felt like I could pass out from staring at him too intensely, he closed the gap, his lips pressing with mine in a long, deep kiss. I trembled, my entire frame shivering under the tide of pleasure this contact provoked. I closed my eyes, delving in the kiss with all my heart. Soon our jaws were interlocked together, our tongues dancing in the other mouth, prodding in deep, tasting the other as we gave into the sloppy kiss. Drool streamed down our chins, desire and love filled our veins as we went on, only separating to catch a quick breathe before diving straight in again.

Our kisses were always quite messy as we eagerly did so,, not caring if we smeared our saliva everywhere. Finally we parted, attached together by fragile strings of spit, two panting beasts sharing their deep love. As he smiled lovingly I finally got what he meant earlier. "Tarken you…d… you'd… let me do that?" "Hush…" he whispered, putting a claw on my snout tip.. My eyes were glinting with happiness; I knew perfectly what he had in mind. "I think it is time to put our relationship back on tracks." My jaws went agape, opening on a blank cry of happiness. "I've forgiven you Kyo. However… I want you to promise."

I already knew what he wanted to hear me say and the words had no trouble slipping past my lips. "I promise… no I swear that I'll never betray you; I'll never cheat on you again and I'll keep no secret from you." "Fine… but do you believe your words? Do you mean them`," "With all my heart." I replied, putting all my willpower on that short sentence.

"Great… I hope you'll hold your promise… because there will be no second chance this time… no going back…" he rumbled, that warning. Yet, as he glared menacingly in my direction I could sense something else, something strengthening, flooding my heart with warmth, a scalding heat blazing in my guts as I felt that already strong bond, that mental rope binding them together strengthening evean more, becoming, as it felt for me, harder than the toughest steel, unbreakable. Joy bloomed in my brain as I wrapped my paws around my mate, pulling him closer, nestling my snout in his neck, purring as I nuzzled him. "Well well… I surely didn't expect you to be such a hugger." "I've waited for far too long." I whispered, rubbing against him. "Well then… let's not wait any longer." "Hold on… are you… are we gonna…?" "Oh course… unless you don't want it? Are you not in the mood for some naughty fun?" "Of course I'm in the mood!" I yelled, grinding my nether against his, our moist slit rubbing against each other. "But… I… I don't know… I want to pleasure you…" "Oh… you're so adorable. I appreciate your concerns Kyo… as much as I love to see your eagerness to satisfy my every desires. So if you wish to please me… answer to this request… breed me as hard as you can… make me squeal with your marvelous whelp maker… make me feel like that bitch you humped;… fill me with your seed until I cry no more; hammer me until my insides have molded perfectly to shelter you; pound me in the ground like the animal you are inside, make me bend beneath you; make me scream for your cock… and… make me feel like I'm wanted… like you lust for me." "Isn't that already the case?" I purred, trembling in impatience, pressure welling up in my slit as his words had awoken a sleeping beast. "Maybe… but I still want to feel you inside me… I feel so close to you when you're buried in my hole and tied together."

"I feel the same as well. Nevertheless I would have expected you to be enthralled by a more… dominant position, to have your way with me." "Oh I am enticed by that thought as well… but… I've been craving to have you inside me for too long. Still… I'll have plenty on time to breed that sweet vent of yours." he cooed, a sneaky claw dabbing my puffy slit, teasing the sensitive lips as they swelled. "However… I'd appreciate you to let me do something." "May I know what it is?" "Let me show you." he purred, licking my lips as he broke free from my embrace. I watched, splayed on my back, all limbs extended, everything exposed for viewing while Tarken descended, his paws gliding on my flanks, following the curves of my belly, triggering light shudders when they caressed a sensitive spot. I was silent, panting slightly, a tiny bit nervous as he stopped, his nostrils flaring as he hanged right over my moistening slit, breathing hot air right over it. I let out a feeble coo; claws curling as I wait, knowing what would happen. Our eyes met, a devious grin stretching on his lips. Suddenly, as a lustful glint crossed his eyes his snout vanished from my sight a blissful surged from the depth of my flesh, something swift and agile probing deeply inside my slit producing loud squelching sound as juices overflowed. "Fuuuck…! I gasped, trashing against the bed as that thick appendage delved deeper. I moaned loudly, panting as I leaned back on the bed, pleasure blowing in my head in time with the ragged beating of my heart, my inner flesh clenching around the invader as he penetrated in the most sacred of sanctuary, the shrine of my masculinity. It wasn't the first, neither the last time he was playing with my slit but it would always amaze me how that hole meant to protect my cock from harm and cold could be sensitive to another's touch. I cried out in sheer pleasure, bucking in his snout as natural lubricant oozed out around his invading tongue. I groaned, quaking under the mighty pleasure overwhelming my senses. We had just started yet I already felt edging, threatening to cum in the matter of an instant.

The next second that probing tongue lapped across my flaccid cock's head, sending another rush of pleasure directly in my brain, making me capsize in bliss, drowning in pleasure.

I heard, through the thumping of my heart in my head, the loud noise of his tongue slurping my inner flesh, drenching The velvety vent in a mix of his saliva and my own pouring out juices. Heavy musk filled the air, as he relentlessly stabbed my parted slit, his swift tongue dashing over my bulging cock's head, still trapped in my own vent, throbbing and twitching in bliss, eager to grow, desiring to spill from its tightening shelter yet stopped by that slithering tongue. "Argh… Tarken… you… you're sooo… good…" I moaned, breathing hard as I felt my balls throb, quaking under the tide of pleasure as he kept pressing his tongue in my trembling walls. He smirked, doubling his efforts as he trusted his broad appendage in my vent. "I'm… I'm… cumming!" I yelled, bucking my hips in his snout, forcing his snout to burry itself in my slit as it rhythmically clamped shut, cum shooting from my limp member, coating my inner flesh in white. My slit was overflowing with cum, white seed gushing out, staining his snout in a pearly whiteness as I orgasmed, filling myself with my own spunk. It was, once again, not my first, neither my last time humiliating myself by cumming inside my own slit under his skilled touch. It went on for a long minute, delight blooming in my veins as I cried out in sheer pleasure. He backed away, licking my mess of his scales. "Oh… still so tasty… that's definitely one of the thing I can't get enough of you." "Then… go ahead… there is plenty for you to feast on. I cooed, my cock finally emerging, spreading my seed even further on my crotch, the slab of meat hanging limply in the white pool. "I'll keep that for later… I don't want to become too… ravenous."

I leaned back, taking a deep relieved breath. "I wasn't expecting you to climax so quickly… it's almost… disappointing„" "You had me holding back the entire week-end; what were you expecting?" "Well… I might have been… a BIT of a tease. I just hope you haven't spent yourself there." "No… I still can go on." I growled, knowing that I still have more than enough to fill my mate. "Perfect. Until then… I guess we'll have to keep you busy." "What wicked idea do you have in your bag?" I purred, nuzzling his now smelly snout, staining with my musk. "Well… why don't we get that big mouth of yours to work?" he grinned playfully.

My eyes went wide, meeting his gaze in shock. "Do you… want me to… suck you?" "No… as much as I'd like to paint these marvelous black scales white I'll pass for this time. You see… licking you had me quite… worked Up." he chuckled, exposing his two throbbing maleness, drizzling their clear lube on the bed below. "Actually… I know another place where you can stick that lovely tongue of yours but for that… I'll need you to get On your paws." he whispered in my ear, jumping of the bed, turning his back toward me before bending down, his chest touching the ground as his rump raised high in the air, his tail swishing from side to side, offering quick peaks of his pinkish puckered entrance. "What are you waiting for? Come." he growled impatiently, wiggling his butt right before me.

In an instant I've sprang on my paws, leaping from the bed. In the blink of an eye I'm standing right behind him, nostrils twitching as I take in the potent stench radiating from him. His tail moved away after a quick bump of my snout, revealing his gorgeous quivering tail star. "Like what you see?" "More than you can imagine…" I whispered, burying my snout in his rear, taking a deep whiff of his scent. "So… what do you want me to do?" "Since I haven't had something here in a while… but I'm still sure I can take you with ease… I'd still enjoy a bit of a warm up anyway." "Oh I see…" "So shut up and lube me up…" he chuckled.

He didn't have to say it twice; I eagerly let my tongue slip out of my maws, licking his entrance, feeling it quiver under my touch. His lustful moans break the silence as his tight muscular ring is smothered in thick spit. Several minutes later his pucker had loosened enough for my swift oral organ to slip inside. Instantly powerful muscles clamped around me, squeezing the invader, trying to push me out. But I was used to his tightness and sensitivity there. So I kept delving in, forcing the muscles to part around my tongue as I started licking his insides. With time his muscles came to relax, living me all the space I needed to wiggle inside, my tongue tip grinding against his passage, smearing saliva everywhere I could reach. He was moaning loudly, brushing his rear back on my snout, trying to take more of my long tongue in his craving hole. Being so close to him, his musk y scent filling my nose, seeping in my head, having that clenching tunnel massaging my tongue was rapidly stirring my needs again, my cock growing to full mast, engorging with blood as it started squirting pre. "Oh boy…" panted Tarken, half lying across the floor, his two dicks spewing pre, slapping against his belly every time they throbbed "I think that's enough…". "Ready to be pounded?" I groaned, rearing up, mounting my mate, trembling impatiently at the sight of his appetizing oozing anus. "Come at me with everything you've got." he moaned, pressing his rump with my lower belly, my cock tip poking at his entrance. "Just go slow at first… I think I'll need to… adjust a bit before you can truly breed me… my big handsome mate." he purred, twisting his neck around, kissing me on the lips. "Your wishes are orders…" I reply, kissing him back lovingly. I adored him… so cute, so eager. My paws clutched his flanks as I aligned my hard cock with his entrance, trusting eagerly. The first time I missed my mark, skidding along his scaled hide, the second time I bumped in his tail, the third time he moaned as my dick connected, penetrating his hole, parting his muscular ring around my girth.

I sank in with ease, his hole having no troubles stretching around me, allowing me to push all the way in in one trust. My claws sank in his flanks gripping him tightly as my hips met his ass, my cock swallowed all the way to my growing knot. "I missed that part of you…" he whined, grimacing in a mix of pain and pleasure. "I sure did miss that sweet hole of you…" I winced, gritting my teeth as his powerful anal muscles pressed down on my cock, massaging my pole from every possible angle. "Ready yourself… because I won't go easy on you?" "Not quite yet. I… still need to adjust a little bit so… if you could take it slow." "And I thought I was gonna hump you…" I rumbled, deceived. "You will… but only in due time." he grinned, gyrating his hips, guiding my shaft in deeper, my knot mashing against his tight entrance. "Oh god… I want to knot you so bad." "Not yet my love… not yet… why don't you start trusting instead?."

I growled deeply, my paws moving up, grasping his shoulder, breaching his scales as I affirmed my dominance over him. Slowly I withdrew, my dick leaving his warm vent slowly, ridges tugging at the tight muscular ring, popping out with a wet squelching sound; barbs scrapping his inner flesh, triggering shivers as he moaned under me. When only the tip remained I trusted back in harder, listening to his needy moan as I did. I kept that slow pace for a while, enjoying the sensual rocking motions of our body as he would buck back in my cock every time I penetrated him. My pre did a wonderful job of slickening his inside, making his passage slipperier with each trust until I could glide in without any resistance. "Great… now to the best part." he cooed, slamming his body in mine, driving my dick harder inside his passage, groaning as it hit a pleasurable spot. "Come on… show me what you're capable of." he growled in a teasing tone. I growled back, sinking my claws in his flesh, a few droplets of blood slipping from the light wounds, rolling along his forelegs. This change of pace was much needed, I was getting really impatient there, a wild instinct building up in my flesh, urging me to ravage that eager hole, to pound him into the ground and make his belly with my seed. I let out a deep throaty growl as I picked up the pace, slamming in his clenching hole faster, harder, a symphony of wet noises and moans reaching my ears,. I closed my eyes, giving into the ragging lust. His body bended underneath my restless assaults as I humping his tight eager rump with all my might. With each trust wet slap echoed through the room, excess fluids overflowing from his stretched tailhole dripping between his hindlegs, adding to the pool formed by his pre. As I bred him hard, his frame shuddering, bending over as I dominated him, slamming my cock all the way in, only the knot remaining out, swollen and fat. As we went on I felt something well up inside me, it wasn't an orgasm like they used to feel, it was something deeply and utterly different.

Since we had begun I had felt something odd, something new in my mind and body, a more… instinctive part, held at bay but waiting to be unleashed, driving me mad with instinctive thoughts and feelings, amplifying the pleasure I felt coursing in my veins a thousand times. I was raggedly panting, slamming myself hard and fast inside his clenching hole, his powerful muscles milking me. He was moaning submissively under my trusts, bending until half of his body was sprawled on the floor, the other end raised as high as possible, offering me complete access to that warm hole. My brain was a slack piece of meat, my body driven by lusts and wild instincts bucking, jabbing in that welcoming vent, sinking all the way in restlessly, my loins pulsing with pent up seed demanding to be spilled.

"You call that a breeding…" he hissed, teeth gritted, muscles stiff, claws racking the ground. It was obvious he was suffering but still he was begging for more. I growled, tensing every inch of my body as I bucked harder in his tight quivering hole. "Come on… you can do better than that." he taunted, groaning loudly as I hammered his rump. If he didn't walk funny for a week after that I don't know that it would take. "Faster…" he huffed. I obliged, speeding up, my slit slapping with his rump so fast I wondered if I wouldn't just nail him into the ground. "Deeper!" he cried out, trashing against the ground as he was stretched apart. At some point I was worried I would rip him apart but my concern were blown away by the storming lust causing mayhem through my body. I was growling, rumbling in my throat, resting on top of him as I slammed inside him again and again, restless, craving for more; letting out loud pleasured grunts as I stabbed his rear. "Is it everything you've got? I expected more!” he hissed, whimpering in pleasure… or pain… I couldn't make the difference anymore. I took a deep breath, snapping from my lust addled state, kicking the urge to breed aside as I shook my head. "Why… why do you want me to go so rough?" I gasped, barely managing to align words. "Are you having second thoughts?" "No… I… I just… don't want to hurt you…" "Relax Kyo… I can handle you…" he chuckled. "But… I… I don’t get… *moan* why… why you keep… pushing me… further." "Because I want to see how wild you can become… how you breed when you give into it." "Why?" "No more question…" he purred, using a brief stopping moment to kiss my snout "Now… show me… show me that beast within you, show me the animal you are…" he growled, impaling himself on my cock, my knot parting his hole open, threatening to slip inside. I bucked in time with him, trying to squeeze in the two bulbous orbs crowning my cock. In a split second I was lost in pure lust again, trusting madly inside him, forcing his loose hole to take every inch of him, pre dripping steadily from his hole.

I kept speeding up, going so fast my muscles started aching dully, turning every motion into an intense suffering. Never did I notice the rhythmical clamping of his hole around me, neither the pulses of my cock as it sank in his tailhole, throbbing and twitching, neither the feeling of lightness in my aching loins, even less did I notice the liquid pouring out of my bloating member, gushing out of his overflowing hole as much as I ignored the thick potent scent coming from down under as a white pool formed, fueled by the strong spurts of my mate's two spears. Something add was happening to me, something awful, as if an unknown threat was lurking inside me, making my flesh rumble as a vicious tide of energy coursed in my blood. A new strength filled my very cells, encouraging me to shove my whole length harder inside him. My body was bulging with this new overwhelming power coursing through me, my claws pinned him down, my wings fluttered as I forced myself upon him, my tail wagging widely behind me, my emptying balls felt filled again, fueled by this new energy, pumping renewed seed in my member, spitting in in his hole. Even my growls felt and sounded deeper, making the room tremble as I bred my mate truly, like he so dearly desired, making loud squeals escape his parted maws. "Yes that's it!" he moaned, hanging limply on my cock, leaving me to use him freely, humping his hole with all my strength. I was oblivious to the changes coursing through my body; I almost didn't felt a thing, too focused, to enthralled by the thrill of dominance to care. I didn't felt my frame growing, my muscles bulging, my flesh swelling, my genitals swell in volume. Even the panicked voice of Kaos in the back of my head wasn't enough to pull me out of my lustful state, too drowned deep inside to hear it, barely more than a whisper, an itch, an annoying tug.

"Kyo… calm down!" he yelled, yet his voice came to me as a low shushing. "Kyo! Listen to me idiot! Snap out of it! Don't you get it dumbass!? You are…!" his voice was muffed, like he was stuffed with pillows.

A familiar pressure was building up in my balls, my cock throbbing in his tailhole. My orgasm was nearing as I tipped over the edge, panting raggedly, my sight a blur, my brain slack, my body numb with bliss, my hips trusting automatically, trying my hardest to tie the barely conscious male. With one last powerful trust I felt my knot slip inside, immediately sealing his hole. A wave of pleasure washed over me, my cock throbbing as a first gush of seed splattered in his hole. My paws grasped his belly, feeling the large bulge formed by my dick as I kept lightly penetrating him, his belly swelling as I filled him with seed. I let out a powerful roar, the entire room quaking around me as I clamped my jaws shut around his neck, hearing him wince as my fangs drew flood. I remained in that exact position for another long minute, enjoying as his belly ballooned with my semen, my cock pumping more cum in his guts, tome squirting around the tight seal of my fat knot. I let go of his neck, panting, drooling blood and spit all over the floor, salivating like crazy as the last spurts of cum came painting his insides white.

I leaned back, bringing him with me, still tied to him as I hugged him lovingly, closing my eyes as I savored the delightful afterglow, resting my painfully stiff muscles. "That was… wild… definitely… wild…" I panted "hope you won’t ask for round two…".

I wrapped my paws around his large belly, applying some pressure, hearing him gurgle as more cum leaked from his spent hole, dripping on my scales. I cuddled with him for a while, ignoring if he was still conscious after such a rough session. There was still an odd detail, we usually were around the same height, me being slightly bigger but no one could really tell the difference but… he felt so small; so fragile between my paws as I held him without any trouble. It was odd… he wasn’t supposed to feel so small… and my cock, while softening, was still reaching so far inside him… it was almost unbelievable.

I gasped, noticing the steady pounding inside me, a sensation I hadn't felt in two weeks, a sensation that made cold shivers run down my spine. "Oh no…" I whimpered "No… not now…." I whimpered "what have I done?" I asked myself, discovering my elongated claws and my grown up self. I had transformed again, lost in the tide of pleasure, oblivious of the change I had seen nothing coming. Had I… hurt him? I didn't know… but… for the first time in a while I was afraid… worried. "Tarken… are you ok?" I squeaked in fright. A deep rumble answered me. Tarken had his eyes open, his fangs bared, darting a burning hateful look at me." "I knew there was something wrong." he hissed. "Tarken… wait… I… I can explain…" I mumbled, terrified. "Enough!" he rumbled "Now get of me demon!" he ordered, spitting the last word like it was venom. I obeyed, standing up, bringing him with me again. "Watch what you're doing dumbass!" he roared "remove your filthy cock from me before I make a trophy out of it…" "Ok… ok… don't freak out…" I whimpered, tugging until my deflating knot popped out along with my cum drenched length, a large amount oi gooey seed gushing out of your tailhole. "I'll give you that beast… you are big…" "Thanks…" I mumbled, too paralyzed by fear to say more. A metallic sound had me flinching, darting nervous eyes on my left. Kyle had appeared from the shadow, his shotgun in hand, the two black holes of death pointed straight at… me! I took a step back. "What the…?! What are you doing?" "Did you really think such cheap trick would work on me?" he hissed, glaring at me in the same disgust and disregard. "Trick… there is no trick! It's me… Kyo… your mate!" "Silence! Do you think I'm stupid demon? I've smelled your presence for far too long right now! Did you think take the place of my mate would lead you somewhere?" "But… I swear it's me…" "Your pitiful lies won't save you; you're as pathetic as the rest of your kind."

That truly did hurt, even though I had no link with the demonic specie beside the one sitting in my head, who was rather silent by the way, still I felt… offended… insulted by his words. "Is your deceitful master out of option?" "Tarken… can't you see it's me? Can't you feel me?" "Do you ever shut up! Your fakes don't work on me." he turned away "finish him off I'm getting tired of hearing his voice." "That's gonna be a tad bit messy…" grumbled Kyle, aiming for my chest. He looked so small from up there; I could have crushed him with ease. I threw a pleading glance to Tarken, he was turning his back to me, looking at a wall. Tears built up in my eyes, my lips trembling as salty rivulets streamed down my cheeks. "Oh look at that… they're so cute when they cry." Kyle snickered. Tarken turned around, his eyes cold, his face expressionless. "It's my fault…" I whimpered, lowering my snout to the ground. I could only blame myself, I knew he was on edge since his latest misadventure and he had probably sensed the growing hints of darkness in my aura for quite a while now but… in the span of two weeks I hadn't dared speaking to him, talking about that part of me I knew was getting more present. "It's all my fault."

"What did he said?" "Nah some bullshit doesn’t listen to that." spat Kyle, adjusting his aim. "I should have told you…" I added. Tarken seemed to flinch, his breath stopping for a brief instant. I looked up, he was staring doubtfully at me, wide eyed, jaws gaping on a blank gasp. He took a resolved step in my direction, then another, looking more terrified and nervous with each step. In silence he grabbed my muzzle, crossing my gaze, his snout so close to mine. Seconds pass ‘ad in a deep suffocating silence before his paws shuffled around a bit, wrapping softly around my snout, pulling me in a gentle hug. "I'm sorry Kyo… I’m so awfully sorry…" he whispered as relieved tears rolled down my cheeks "I should have known it was you…"

Kyle was looking at us clueless, his shotgun along his leg, rubbing his beard to give himself composure. "I'm an Idiot Kyo… do you forgive me…" "It's alright~ more fears than harms." "Can I know what's happening there?" shouted Kyle, interrupting the moment. "Well… what you see there is the… other side?" I nodded "Other side of Kyo. You know I already told you about that…" "Yeah… but first time still leave quite aan impression." mumbled Kyle, blushing in embarrassment "Apologies…" "Accepted…" I replied, my voice shaky as I tried to calm down. "Been quite a while since I saw you like this… you've grown up haven't you?" "Slightly I guess…" I chuckled, glancing at him from above. "But… tell me… I thought you had mastered it." "Not really… I,t had come to some sort of a dormant state but… it… awoke recently… the day where I crossed the path of the Watcher…" "That guy has been quite a pain in the butt." "Indeed. But… Tarken… had you planned all of this?" "Kinda…. You see… I have felt a shift within you… and I misinterpreted it… I apologize for that." "It’s ok…" "And my compliment stills hold… you really felt good… maybe we could give it another try… at a slower pace… I feel kinda… sore." "Tarken… it's not a game." I gasped, a delighted shudder traversing my body at the thought of another round "I don't know how to control it yet… you've seen by yourself how quickly I… lost myself." "It's my fault for the most part… I have been quite a tease. You have no idea of how easy it is to turn a demon on." "I've… seen that…" I mumble

The next instant the door bursts open, a humanoid outline standing in the way, one arm raised, a shiny object gleaning at its end. "Allen…" I mumbled…"

………

Allen:

Days went by indefinitely, one similar to the next one and the previous alike. I had lost the count of time as I lied on my bed, lost in my thoughts, plunged in what felt like an awaken slumber, a deep meditation. I would spend days going through the list of events that led to that moment; to all these details combined together forming a great chain I was trying to unravel. The more I dug into it the more frustrated I felt, the more I realized I had never been free of my own actions ever since my hand made contact with that black scaly snout, since that indelible mark had been drawn on my palm. All had always been induced by his thought, by his feelings, or by him physically

He had guided my feelings with his, everything that leaked in my head through our bond afflicting me.

Yet, night ad days I could hear his voice, his so familiar voice, full of worries. he tried everything, I heard all his calls would they be mental or out loud. I felt him loose his temper, mad with frustration, eager to help. But could he help? Could the one that caused it all understand? Through the time I had spent with him I had seen him change, which made me proud, he had changed his mind over many things, firstly about humans, at first giving me no credit he had come to listen to me, to understand, to accept. But deep inside he was still the same and that couldn't change. I knew he would try but it was in his nature.

Speaking of which… a few weeks and he was already pounding Tarken’s ass like there was no tomorrow. A smile spread on my lips, like I just said… the same lusty drake. Slowly a hand grasped my flaccid member, groping my balls in their sack. I had been naked for the last half hour, waiting to dry off after a good bath, not really impatient of putting on clothes, since I wouldn't move much from that place. I grimaced, pulling my hand away as my penis started growing, throbbing with the immense pleasure he was unconsciously transferring to me. It was always like this when he mated, he would open his senses wide and let everything roam freely through him and others bonded to him. Yet something else was happening, something I had only felt once before, something dark, evil, frightening, a dark current seeping in the line of thought, a devouring blackness swallowing all. "Oh no not again…" I winced, trying to resist the wicked attraction. A loud mighty roar shook the entire building, making all my hairs straighten, my guts trembling as the loud feral noise made me want to shrink to the size of a dust particle and vanish. I remained there, speechless, dragged out of everything else by the powerful noise of the dragon. It was obvious he had climaxed but I couldn't recall hearing him make such a loud noise. "Wow… sure was intense…" I mumbled, trying to gather myself. But… as I felt the torrent of lust become a mere trickling rivulet, leaving me panting like I had experienced the most powerful orgasm of my life when I hadn't even touched myself, my member standing erect, pointing toward the ceiling. I was exhausted, drained of all my strength as I was on the brink of falling asleep.

A loud, desperate cry for help echoed in my head, kicking me awake again. "Kyo!" I shouted, feeling fear grip my heart. In a minute I had jumped in my clothes, grabbed my equipment, checked my weapons and ran in the corridor. Thankfully Tarken's room was close. The door was closed but not locked. I gave a powerful kick into it; it opened without resistance. I raised my gun, throwing a circular glance inside. The pitch dark room had not much to offer, curtains masking the windows, the only source of light coming from small crystals scattered throughout the room. A strong masculine stench wiped over my face, two lustful dragons in the same confined space were leaving quite a smelly mark. Another scent rushed to my nose, the stink of freshly spilled dragon spunk, it's potent odor propagating like thin air into the room. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light I discovered three stunned faces staring at me. I recognized two fairly easily, Tarken staring at me inquisitively, Kyle, holding his shotgun with a shaky hand. The third was a trickier one to recognize but I had a hunch it was Kyo. I had seen him like this only so few times, (two times to be precise) and both time I didn't have much time to detail him. He was truly impressive looking like this, marvelously beautiful and evil at the same time, massive and bone chilling.

"What is happening here?" I growled, not lowering my gun. "Nothing" mumbled Tarken. "Then why did I hear Kyo calling for help?" "Sorry… I…' I panicked… but… it's… alright… just… a big fear." "Alright then…" I grumbled, turning around to leave.

I had reached my door when a voice rose "Wait!" yelped Kyo. Took him long to react as I closed the door, yet something came in the way. "Seriously…" I sighed, noticing the black snout in the gap between the door and the frame, the magically enhanced panel incapable of closing itself. "Go back to your mate Kyo… he is waiting for you…" "No… we need to talk." he huffed, trying to shove the door back and fully open it. "We have nothing to tell to each other. Go away!" "No…" he hissed "you won't slip away this time so open this door and let' us settle this…" I said nothing, ignoring him. "Allen… don’t force me to do this." I remained oblivious.

A sudden surge of heat made me look behind, a large cone of fire flew through the room, black and blue flames lapping the wall and ceiling as it went right over me. "Holy shit…" I gasped, pressing myself onto the ground. "Open this… fucking… door!" he roared, trails of smoke spitting from his mouth and nostrils.

“OK ok… calm down." I mumbled, rushing to my feet and complying, frightened as his rage pounded in my head, urging me to free him. i barely had opened it that he stormed inside, slamming the door shut with his thick tail. His crimson eyes blazed with anger, darting straight at me. "No getting away this time so be honest and tell me what is wrong!?" "It has nothing to do with you Kyo!" "Then why do you keep avoiding me?"

"It's… complicated…" "Then tell me!" he roared, lowering to my level, dark flames slipping from the side of his maws. I took a step back. "now you're gonna do what I tell you…" he growled, claws racking the floor near me. "Ok…" "Good… now go to the bed…" "Which?" "Mine…" he hissed. I obeyed, not seeing the point of it." he stepped over me and, after a few seconds of shuffling around lied in the bed, exposing one of his flanks. A short gesture invited me to come closer. "Lie there would you…" he rumbled. As I obeyed again I felt the contact of something soft as his large wing fell over me. I looked up, he wasn't looking at me, just, hanging there, eyes half closed, breath slowed down, looking utterly calm ad… peaceful. "I wouldn't mind if you rubbed me a bit…" he whispered, his eyes cracking open a brief second.

Unsure I cautiously obeyed, rubbing his soft scaled flanks in small circular motions.

I could feel the beating of his heart as I fondled his scales gently, listening to his low purrs as I tickled sensitive nubs of his anatomy. "Forgot how good your hands felt on me…" he cooed, laying splayed on his bed, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he panted happily.

Slowly, inch by inch I saw his body shrinking, one of the two pairs of wings dissolving; the rest shrinking exponentially until he had lost half of his height and the red parts of his body had turned back to that magnificent midnight blue shade, the rest of his inky black body had recovered these blue reflection. Was it what he was waiting for? To turn back in his true form to start talking? So… what has been the cause of your absence?" he asked, glazing at me with that caring face. I leaned back against his scales, letting him cover me with his broad wing. "It’s because of Kyle… for the most part…" "Is it because you had an argument with him? It’s ok… I mean… everyone argues… once in a while. I mean… I had one… really bad with Tarken recently… and look… we're still here… together…" he mumbled, his voice sounding unsure as his claws brushed against his neck, looking for the tiny scratches of the bite marking his neck, inerasable trace of their bond. "Are you sure about that?" I sniggered. "Yes but look… we made it through." "True…" "So… what was it about?" I kept silence, avoiding his quizzical gaze. "Allen… we're bonded together for life and beyond… I feel everything that you feel… and now I sense something is wrong. Allen… I only wish to know what is on your mind… and to help you cope with it. There is no shame admitting something… I won't judge." "if you are so eager to know… the cause of our different is you…" I spat, pointing an accusing finger toward him. "M… me?" he blabbered "I don't understand… what have I done?" "That's the problem… you've done nothing… you're just… you…" "I… I don't get you…" "And on that… we both came to agree… as painful as it is." "Allen… you're… loosing me here." Don't you get it? Let me explain then. You've, unconsciously or not, affected me… and what Kyle feared… and that I understand now is… that your feelings might drive me away from him." "Is it all…" he asked almost playfully. "Of course! What else did you expect?" I shouted annoyed by his almost mocking gaze.

"Nothing much… but… when you say it, it sounds ridiculous." "Why that?" "Allen… do you really think I didn't know about that. That i was oblivious to that problem. I know for certain I affect you… I've seen it with my own eyes… nevertheless it is not a one wan thing… your thoughts affect me as well.… maybe not in the same way but… what you feels reflects on me…. I just… didn't imagine it was bothering you to that extend. But tell me… how do you feel about it?" "What do you mean?" "Did you felt attracted by a female before?" "Well… no… not really…" I mumbled, trying to see where he was trying to lead this conversation. "And did you felt any attraction toward any female when I was drooling over Alya?" he growled, gritting his teeth as this name crossed his lips, a snarl twisting his face. "Then why worry?" "I'm not the one worried about that!" "Then it's your job to prove him wrong; show him that you love him and that he is the only one that matters. Beside you won't have to worry about any female getting on my brain anymore." h really?" "Yep… me and Tarken have come up with a bright idea… we realized magic could be really useful… and could even… turn one of us into an eager female the time of a breeding or two…." "You’d look absolutely gorgeous as a female." I giggled, watching as kyo's cheeks turned a crimson red with the blush spreading on them. "Well… I think it wouldn't happen… i didn't plan on being the female… beside… I have other issues to take care of… among which… taming that… other part of me before it becomes too dangerous." "I'll be here if you want any help with that." "I won't mind a single second" he replied, nudging my cheek "so… what do you think about we go out and confront Kyle?" "I don't know… I'm not sure anymore." "Is there something else weighting on your heart?" "well… I’ve been… thinking a lot… and doubting about some things a lot."

"Oh… I see where that's going." "Well… I've been wondering… if it wasn't meant to fall." what do you intent?" "Well… don't take it bad… but I’ve been feeling like we were together only because of you." "Thanks to me you mean." "No because of you." "If you're talking of that blowjob I was drunk." "Not only that… " "and for the rest… I was drugged…" "Not an…" will you let me talk?! I agree with you on that… I had quite a big importance in some of the events… but I firmly disagree, I didn't brought you together; I just sped up the process a little bit. What made you two close the gap was entirely up to you; I only did gave a little kick in the butt."

I remained silence, his words bringing a new light on my darker thoughts, as I thought about it I realized he was correct… what brought us together was that encounter with the Watcher and his minion, then the rest came on its own… and that drug induced lust had only ignited the fire, a fire that was now flickering.

"So… what do you think about giving it another shot?" "i could try…" "Wonderful! Now why don't we go outside? We could keep talking under the sun" "Why not…" "Beside this room stinks… a bit of clean air could only do some good… along with some natural light." I smiled, matching my dragon's gaze as he toothily smiled back. He surely did know how to make me feel better. it was obvious now he had changed, greatly, like he had matured. Maybe it was my time to change.…. "Why don't we… evolve together instead of copying one another?" "You read my mind." I chuckled, cuddling his snout as I got up. "I couldn't have wished for a better person to be bonded with Allen…" he purred. "And I'm proud of having you as my dragon Kyo.”

………

Later that day

………

Ares:

Northing! No fucking thing! Not an idea, not even the embryo of a plan! Two weeks, two damn long weeks and I hadn't come up with a damn idea. Maybe I was too soft, too gentle; the promise I did denying me to harm him. I was standing in a corner, growling deeply, grumbling words as I tried to come up with an idea, a way to get close to him.

To be honest I had lost quite some time, first taming Ares and making him understand to not use my mates as puppets. He apologized greatly for his surge of dominance and found plenty of ways to forgive himself, with words and actions alike. I could recall him using his powers to pleasure Skel or Tormis or both of them at the same time, even bringing me immense bliss. Once he even took control of my body and used it to be bred by the two for a good part of the night. Still I wasn't left over at all, spending much of my time with the two brothers, hugging and playing either on our bed or on the ground. What kind of play you might ask? Well… I leave your mind to imagine it. The only think I can tell was that we ended up messy, soaked in musk and gooey substances as more fluids poured down like water. The two brothers were still sleeping, snoring lightly in their deep slumber, relieved of the burden of semen. I was as relieved, feeling lighter, more focused, in a much better state to work on a plan. it felt odd, unusual, for me, I had been following orders most of the time, going with the flow; only taking minor initiatives every now and then; I had never forged my own plans, I had never build a strategy and on top of that my resources were limited to say I wasn't on my own.

i feared my schemes would play against me. Scheme was even a big word for me… they were mere outlines of a weak plan filled with flaws with success chance below one percent.

Trying to use tricks was useless, they were on their guards since the last attack, ambush them would be a death wish, we were too weak and lacked any kind of back up. The list of solutions was shortening with each passing minutes but I had to find something; they were counting on me. Ordan was constantly on my back, not saying much but judging in silence instead, glaring at me with disappointment. Gohr was for the most part gone silent, only letting me know that if i required any help I could call for him.

It almost looked like the only chance of success would be through a frontal attack, no trick, no overly complicated plan, just blunt force and speed. At least like this we would have the element of surprise in our favor, but an all-out assault had its downsides as well… I could risk losing one… or both of my mates… it would have to be an isolated action then… only one person acting… maybe some other to support him and draw attention away.

But who could do it? Who could take on this risky mission? Ordan… no. Either they thought him dead or they expected him to come back. Gohr… no too big and easy to spot. This only left me… Skel… and Tormis but I couldn't resign myself to send either of them, although they were the one best suited for that mission, more agile, faster, and disposing of a handy camouflage ability that could prove itself very handy to flea. But… deep inside I wouldn't forgive myself if one of them got caught… or worse… and I knew for sure the remaining brother would have his revenge with my head down the line.

"Still stuck?" asked a friendly voice as the contact of soft scales made me flinch. I looked to my left where someone had come to sit next to me, nudging against me. Instinctively I extended a wing, wrapping him in the warm leathery membrane. I had no trouble identifying Skel as he rested his head on my shoulder. "Thanks for the wing…" "You're welcome." I craned my neck, sniffing and nuzzling his snout, my nostrils twitching as they caught the thick scent radiating from me, blend of mine and his brother's along with his. "¹Why keep bothering with this; we should let go?" "You mean… abandon?" "Of course silly. We have to face it… we're not made for this job… we're way too weak." "I'm surprised to hear you say that." "Let's just be realistic… what is the probability of making it out alive? One in a million." "Something like that… but the choice doesn't belong to us." Indeed." he sighed, looking in dismay at the few things I had tried to write, drafts of a plan. "It could work… but… barely…" he grumbled. "Thanks for the support." "Hey not my fault if your plans sucks." "Then tell me what you propose instead?" "Well… nothing… I don't really know… beside… didn't we swear him eternal gratitude and… not harming him bullshit?" "We did… that's why I'm trying to harvest it from him with minor damages." "Makes sense."

We waited in silence, watching each other lovingly until our lips meat for a short kiss. "Oh god… I can't enough of you…" he moaned, nuzzling my neck. "Neither do I."

"Ares… can I ask a question?" "Sure… go ahead." "Why are you acting so weird? Is it because of what happened a week ago?"

I tensed, my teeth gritting as a deep rumble built up in my throat. No need to ask twice, I knew what he was talking about. The event had happened exactly five days ago, as I was walking outside, enjoying a good warm sunny day; hidden under my camouflage, the small pendant dangling on my neck when it occurred. I had turned left at a corner when I froze, whimpering in shock. In front of me, barely a step ahead stood our target… Kyo. Yet he wasn't alone… the green dragon we… relieved ourselves with was standing by his side, accompanied by a human. I backed away as they did in sheer surprise. I started shivering, afraid he might recognize me; and his shocked gaze surely did say that very thing. I took a step back, trembling in fright. He remained frozen; jaws open on a sound that never came, his wide open eyes glued to my frame. I lowered my gaze, shying away. Did he knew? Was I about to get caught because I hadn't been cautious enough? "Holy crap dude you really came out of nowhere." gasped the green drake, laughing as he recovered from this instant of intense surprise "You'd better watch out where you step we wouldn't want to crush you little dude."

I weakly nodded, gulping down in fear, slowly taking my eyes of the ground, right to fall into two giant blue pools. I took another step back, squeaking in fear. Yet, as much as I wanted I couldn't detach my eyes from these two magnificent blue gems of irises, losing myself in the blue depth. Yet, as this awkward scene went on I felt a strange sensation sneak its way to my head, a sensation of warmth… of… safety… of protection. I didn't know where it came from but it instinctively came, like the only thing to do, the right thing to feel. "Hey little dude are you alright?" called his green frame, the bulk of his snout blocking my view. I gasped, letting out a feeble noise as I broke free from the hypnotic stare. Instantly I ran away, scared, my heart pounding in my chest, my whole frame trembling. I had ran, ran as fast as I could, traversing the entire park at light speed and had stormed in… just to hide under a bed. I had the biggest fear of my life… but at the same time I still had that awkward feeling from earlier… that sensation of having found something. I had counted them the encounter but had kept the troubling part for myself. I couldn't put a word on what I felt back then… it was too new… too… weird… yes so… familiar… so… normal… in a way. "Well… I don't know… it… it really did scare the hell out of me." "I know… but it doesn't explain everything." "Well… I think… he… might have… recognized me." "Oh crap why didn't you say that sooner?" "I didn't want to worry you…" "Well down… now you've got me worried." "Sorry… I should have spoken to you…" "Well… let's… discuss it together…" "As you see fit." "Let's wake up Tormis and discuss about that outside."

I frowned but didn't show anything.

Ten minutes later we were living the building, talking together, Tormis was a bit grumpy after having his sleep put to an abrupt and by a heavy male package stuffed in his mouth as we had come over him.

"So… what is it all about?" grumbled Tormis, yawning loudly. "Well… I fear… we might have been… darn it!" I yelped, finding cover behind a bush. "What the hell…" the two brothers gasped, standing with dumb faces on tbe walkway. "This guy is looking weirder with each passing day?" mumbled Tormis. "Are you paranoid or what?" hissed Skel, poking his head behind the bush where I hid. "No… look… at the corner…" I squeaked. "Holy shit…" gasped Tormis, throwing a sneaky glance over a line of bushes. "Crap… you really do have a sharp eye… I hadn't even seen them…"

He was right, I had been searching them and found them with ease, my eyes locking on target at the instant I spotted them. But instantly fear crept over me, wiping all my bold intents away. They were there, lying in a patch of grass enlightened by the sun, two dragons, two humans chatting together, unaware of our presence. "Ah men… look at all these idiots… and they didn't even noticed us. Man… what a perfect opportunity to put your plan to work don't you think?" sniggered Tormis. "Yes… looks almost too perfect… there is even no one watching." added Skel, chirping impatiently.

I didn't listen a word of what they were saying, focused entirely on Kyo, he was looking in the other direction, completely open for an attack. Yet… I had no desire to attack… neither to harvest anything from him… I… I wanted to feel that weird emotion again… to be able to put a name onto it. "Hey Ares are you listening?" "Eh… sorry… what did you say?" "What do we do? The opportunity is perfect! We won't get any other like that before long." "You're right…" "Then what's your order?"

It took me barely a second to answer. "Stay here and wait for my signal…" "What next?" "I don't know yet… guess we'll have to improvise." "This sure promises to be fun." giggled Skel. "I don't like it…" huffed Tormis, spying suspiciously on the two drakes.

I left the cover of the bushes, took a deep breath and took the first step forward.

………

Kyo:

I was warm both outside and inside; the sun reflecting on my scales bringing a nice heat on me, and having Allen next to me, along with my mate brought new delightful warmth to my heart. What could possibly go wrong? We were there, basking in the light and, although the two human hadn't exchanged a single word until now I knew it would come soon. I threw our location a circular gaze, only a few bystanders wandering around, a patrol of guards turning around the fountain, heading in the opposite direction, a sparkle of white… wait… white…. I turned my eyes in the other direction. Here it was, a perfect snowy white form standing in the middle of the alley. My breath stuck itself into my throat; my heart missed a beat as my brain felt like disconnecting from my body as I stared at the young dragon.

"Hey Kyo are you ok over there?" called Allen, noticing my stare. "He seems bugged out…" commented Kyle "might just have seen a female." he chuckled. "Hey isn't it that little guy from the other day?" asked Tarken. He was right; I could have recognized that face in a million. I jumped on my paws, my eyes glued to that small dragon as he slowly advanced in my direction. I imitated him, walking toward him at the sake slow, unsure pace. Thoughts were crossing my mind in all directions. I had already seen that guy, seen that face, these gorgeous pearly white scales… but not only a few days ago… I had already seen them before… long ago… I couldn't believe what my eyes were showing me… it couldn't even be possible… but still… here he was… right in front of me. Finally we stopped a step away from one another. We observed each other at length… trembling, our breath short and irregular. He was so close… yet he felt so far away. There was no way what I was seeing could even happen.

He was the first to close the gap, his shaking voice rising "Kyo…" was the word he spoke. I shuddered, hearing my name in that small maw. The rest… came on its own. "Alckor…" I replied, at the brink of crying.

………

Ares

Or Alckor?

I tensed, this word, like a fire wave crossed my body. What was the meaning of this word? Was it a name? A spell? I didn't know… but the sensation it triggered was wonderful… I felt… warm again… safe… cared for… recognized.

We were looking at each other in the same way, nervous, dumbfounded, unknowing what we should do next, just staring at each other with stupid faces. "Jt… it's been a while…" mumbled Kyo, more to feel the awkward silence. A while… but… a while of what? What is he talking about? Yet… in the meantime words come to me. "So many years…" I whisper, a sly smile curling my lips. It wp so weird… like I knew deep inside my heart what he meant.

"I… I didn't think you were still… alive…" Alive… was I supposed to be dead? Who was he even talking about? It was so messed up… yet I felt so calm… like… it was normal.

"Well… I'm tougher than I look like." I mumbled.

In the depth of my head I could hear Skel and Tormis talking, as disturbed and lost as I was. "What the hell is happening?" "What the hell are they saying?" Is it some technic to soften him?" "I don't know… but it looks strange from here."

My mouth opened, words almost slipping out.

When suddenly, out of nowhere everything vanishes, swallowed in a dark smoke. I choke; coughing has the thick fumes fill my mouth. What was happening? Did someone throw a spell at me? That's when I felt it; or rather when I felt it missing. "No…" I mumbled, looking for what I had lost. There, in the black elusive puffs of thick suffocating smoke I caught a glimpse of purple, something glinting, minuscule light shining in darkness. As the smoke dissipated slightly I saw a purple-black shard hanging on the floor, like abandoned here. I knew where it came from. The crystal I was wearing as a pendant had been destroyed, shattered to tiny pieces. What did it? I didn't know but it was done… it was broken… the spell protecting me dissolved in strands of dark magic. I didn't have to look to know my camouflage was melting, mere layer of snow under the scorching sun, tiny particles of magic wiped away by the wind. It was over. Something stabbed my flank, cold like a blade, sharp like a dagger. I fell on my side, breathless, coldness seeping in my body. Was it the end? The sensation of death taking me away? I didn't know as the freezing cold spread throughout my body, paralyzing my limbs as I fell into the grasp of unconsciousness. Only one thing remained in my head… one word… pathetic… yet full of hidden meanings… Alckor.

TO BE CONTINUED

End of part 9.