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Things had progressed quite a bit since Graham and Nakurask had arrived at the Red Spot Station, as they'd decided to call it. Apart from the incident with Sarx, things had gone quite smoothly - they had no problems with the research equipment, and had started the early stages of data gathering. Their living quarters were all put together, and everything had been organized and put into place - no more messes around the station, and full access to anything they wanted or needed.

Life was settling into a routine for the two of them. They were able to keep themselves entertained, rested, and well-fed. And they weren't wanting for companionship, either, considering what had developed between them. Whatever it had started as, it was now a full-blown relationship, the two of them both very happy with the arrangement. They often spent their nights in the same room, romping whenever they both had the energy.

About the only issue Nakurask had with Graham was his choice of positioning during their bouts. He didn't seem to have any issue with being taken in positions that no equal dragon would be caught dead taking with their partner...Nak felt a bit embarrassed about being so accommodating with that, not knowing how to approach telling him about the signals he was sending, but he didn't protest, he didn't want to start anything that would put a rift between them.

Six weeks after their arrival, they were anticipating a change to the routine. The incident with Sarx had come to the attention of their employers, and some new policies had been put into place shortly afterwards. All the small research stations now needed to be staffed with no fewer than three individuals, in case a conflict between two of them posed a risk to someone's health or well-being, resilience treatments or not. Their new arrival was about to arrive, and they'd been a bit busy preparing a spare room for them. They knew nothing except that their new coworker was supposed to be a dragon, so they'd prepared accordingly. The ship dropping off their new companion was just starting to dock with the station, and they were standing at the bay for the arrival.

“You think it's gonna be a dragon like you, or like Sarx?" Graham asked as they awaited the docking ship.

“Hopefully like me...even if they aren't actively trying to get you, I think we'll get along better if they don't have a strong homeworld culture."

“Guess we'll be finding out soon, but I'm with you."

They felt the docking finish, and the door opened up. Anticipation rapidly turned to shock as they saw who stepped through the door - a familiar dragon with red scales, black horns, and no love for either of them.

“S-sarx?!"

“You'd better believe it."

Graham gaped. “What the hell are you doing here?"

Sarx grinned evilly at them, clearly enjoying himself. “I'm your new coworker."

“The fuck you are," Nakurask snarled. “We'll call the cops on you again, you know it."

The red dragon, far from being intimidated, simply held out some paperwork. “Assigned to be your third as part of the new protocols. Oh, and there's no switching due to the freeze, since so many stations still need thirds and they don't have enough personnel. Looks like I'm your new coworker."

“This cannot be right...it just cannot be right…" Nakurask could find nothing at issue with the documentation, though. It all looked perfectly legitimate. “What the hell is this? You should be in prison!"

“They let me go. Cultural Incongruency Defense. I had to pay a fine and take a course on cultural interactions, and I did just that."

Both of them knew immediately what that meant. Because dragon culture was different from human culture, some of the things they did were excused under the law, especially if the accused had felt slighted due to a cultural misunderstanding. It was well-known that the kind of thing Sarx had been planning to do wasn't abnormal on the dragon world, and his claim of feeling insulted had insulated him against severe punishment.

“Okay...fine, I buy that," Graham said tightly. “And I suppose with the new policy there's a huge demand for research technicians to man the stations, so of course they'd hire you. But there's no way in hell they'd assign you to the place where you were arrested and taken away from!"

“It's not what you know, it's who you know. I have a buddy who works in the logistics department. A few strings pulled, a few papers pushed through that the bigwigs aren't paying attention to because of the slew of paperwork, and here I am. Complete with safety treatments, which means I'm not gonna be slowed down by pipes to the knee or uppercuts to the jaw…"

“You're going to have to behave yourself still," Nakurask warned, though the threat from the red dragon was more than clear to him. “We can still have you arrested if you try anything funny."

“Oh, sure, you go ahead and try that. But I'm contractually bound to this station...even if they take me away, they have to bring me back. And I won't be gone for long at any time, so you're only gonna have a few days without me at best. Which I'm sure you'll be spending screwing the living daylights out of each other."

“What? What are you talking about?" Graham asked.

“Oh, denying a relationship? That's not good form for a dragon's partner. Please, I can smell it on you. Been pining for a nice, fat dragon cock, have you? Don't worry, there's plenty of it to give to you."

“Don't you dare!" the green dragon practically shouted. “I won't let you do anything to him!"

“Sure you won't...as if you had any choice in the matter. It's just the three of us on this station, I doubt you'll be around to stop me all the time…" Sarx's grin threatened to split his face wide open. “It'll be really nice when I finally get what I want…and give the little bitch exactly what he knows he wants, too." He sauntered by them, paying no mind to the glares he was getting. “I'm gonna go get myself settled it. Gotta long few months coming up, you know…"

“I can't believe it...he's the entire reason the whole new policy was put into place, and they let him come back to the scene of the crime?" Graham said in disbelief as the red tail disappeared around a corner. “You'd think even with the crunch they'd pay attention to what caused all the problems that have them in their mess right now."

“They must be totally swamped, I guess they aren't paying attention to a lot of things." Nakurask shook his head. “And now we're stuck with him...I'm not sure what we're going to do. Well, first thing is, you're sleeping with me tonight...can't give give him an easy target."

“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea."

---

The rest of the day passed by with predictable tension. Sarx didn't make any moves at Graham, but there were plenty of glances, stares, and taunts and teases directed his way, to say nothing of a few veiled threats. And Nakurask wasn't left out, there were plenty of barbs and invectives thrown his way, mainly centered around how the green dragon wasn't a real dragon. The pressure was getting to them quickly, Sarx hadn't been there more than a few hours and he was already pushing his will on them. By the time they retired to Nakurask's room for the night, both of them were clearly frazzled.

“We can't spend this whole time getting spooked by him. We've got to do something to get him under control." Nakurask's hand stroked Graham's naked body as the human sat upon his lap; it was tough to get into the mood with all the stress, but they both wanted to do something to send a subtle message to Sarx, that he wasn't going to split them apart.

“I know...I think it'll get easier, we were both caught off-guard, but we know what we're dealing with now. We need to show him that we're not going to let him push us around. That means I can't be cowed by him, I have to give as good as I get…"

“And I can't let his insults get to me. I know his perspective is skewed, who cares what he thinks a 'real dragon' is?" Easier said than done for Nakurask, dragons were a rather proud sort and it was tough to bite back the reaction to being called fake. “But that's not gonna stop him from going after you. I worry that he's going to do just what he wants to do...I mean, he all but said he was going to at some point."

“Yeah, but I can't live in fear of it. If I try to spend all my time not letting him get at me I'll never get any work done. All I can do is try to be careful, and if he tries to go at me, I'll just say okay."

The hand rubbing Graham froze dead. “R...run that by me again?"

“If he does try to get to me, I'll just consent to it."

Nakurask looked at him as if he'd lost his mind. “I know you're not gonna be hurt by anything he does, but I still don't know if that's really the best idea."

“Think about it, Nak. He wants to rape me, to make me his bitch to prove himself over me. If I consent, he can't very well rape me, right? And it's only really the first time that counts, so he'll have lost that opportunity. I mean, it's not the best option, but what else can I do? You know he's going to have his chance at me at some point."

It was hard for the green dragon to argue that logic. “Yeah, I guess...but I still don't like it."

“I don't expect you to. I'm not sure I like it myself, but it seems like the best way to get around the issue. I read up on it a bit, and if he actually does claim me as his bitch, he can get permission to legalize it, and the courts will recognize it. So we won't have any way of actually stopping him. The best thing we can do is head him off."

“I still can't believe that's a thing. What's going on in your courts that they'd stoop to something like that?"

Graham sighed. “It's part of the agreement between our cultures. We respect your laws here, and they respect our laws there. So that we're each protected on the other's homeworlds, keeping isolated humans or dragons from being preyed on. Same reason he got off light after what he did - I know that dragons see that kind of revenge as a valid way of responding to certain kinds of attacks. Especially from humans...some of them don't like looking at us as equals...but I don't know why I'm telling you that, you know it better than I do."

“Too true. But I still don't know...consenting isn't much better, he'll be allowed to keep doing that to you…"

“I doubt it'll be as satisfying, though. He can still try to screw me, but he'll be denied the satisfaction of controlling me. And I doubt he's as good a lay as you are, so he'll have to fight for second-best there too."

“Heh, that'll help me feel better." The compliment definitely did wonders for him, relaxing him and making him start to feel the arousal coming in finally. “You wanna turn over so we can do this thing?"

“Ah...why bother? I think this position works well enough."

“A-are you...are you sure?"

“Yeah...just lift me up and put me down on that huge cock of yours. We haven't done that before."

The dragon swallowed, but nodded. “O-okay...if you want to…" He shifted a bit to let his arms get more free, and gripped the human's sides with both hands. Slowly he lifted him up, drawing him over the tip of his throbbing dick...it was amazing how horny he was, even despite the stresses they were under. Maybe the presence of Sarx was instilling a bit of competitive response in him. He waited for a moment, trying to make sure Graham was ready; when the human gave the nod, he brought him down, sinking him onto his thick cock.

“Oh god...that feels so good, Nak…" Graham gasped out as his body was stretched once again on the dragon's thick shaft. It never got old, in fact every time was just like the first, considering his body reverted back to baseline every time. That electric feeling of being pushed beyond reason, but never into the realm of harm, was better than anything he could imagine. He squirmed a bit in Nakurask's grip, trying to get him to speed up, a wish which was soon granted; he was lifted and brought down again, a fairly languid pace to start but one that would speed up soon enough.

It was such a tight squeeze on Nak's dick, the kind of sensation he'd gotten to know very well and love even more. Not just tight either, but warm, pliable, and a lot softer than his hand was...he was very glad not to have to rely on that for all his pleasure during this outing, even if he had been prepared to. And with no risk of harm, he knew he could go however far Graham felt comfortable going - and at this point that seemed to be pretty far.

Slowly they got into a faster rhythm, the pace building without either of them really willing it. It was automatic, the dragon's arms working harder and faster to impale Graham on that massive shaft. Graham was clenching down on him as much as he could, tightening things up even more, the uneven shape of Nak's dick making that all the more interesting. He could feel the wetness against his walls, allowing for easier entry, countering every measure he could to raise the friction, though he wasn't unhappy about that in the slightest.

It wasn't long before the two of them were panting hard and ready to blow. They both hit their limits at about the same time, Graham crying out as he started shooting into the air and Nak growling deeply as he pumped his load into the human again. The thick fluid pushed in deep as usual, pulsing inside him and putting its own pressure on his body; he'd come to really enjoy how well in stuck in him in the aftermath of a round with Nak, keeping him nice and full for about an hour until the compounds broke down and let it flow out of his body. And Nak was holding him tight, making sure everything got into him properly...it was so liberating to have his release inside another creature, filling someone with his vitality and having them hold it within them, it was more satisfying on a mental than a physical level, just something that felt more right that way.

Finally the dragon's load tapered off, and the two of them relaxed into the afterglow. Nak didn't bother pulling out of Graham, the two of them weren't going anywhere for the night, and it would help contain the mess until they were ready to part. “Mmhh...amazing as always."

“Likewise. You feel so good in me, Nak, I'm so glad we did this." He laid his head against the dragon's chest, chuckling a bit. “Wow, I can really hear you thumping away in there...guess I really get you worked up, huh?"

“Heh, you just bring that out in me…" But Nakurask's heart was pounding for a different reason: Graham's repeated positions of submission. It was insane, the kinds of things Graham was letting him do! For all that he was supposed to be an equal, this position was so...servile, the kind of thing that would be done by a controlling dragon. And so many of the others were similar...if he knew what kind of message he was sending to Nakurask, Graham would probably flip.

But he doesn't know. Because you haven't told him.

It was starting to eat at him. Not just that Graham was doing it, but he was letting him. He enjoyed it, that much was true...but he wasn't supposed to be doing it like this, taking him like a dragon would take a bitch. So why was he still going along with it?

Maybe because you like the thought of him being your bitch…

No, he couldn't! He was above that! He'd spent years trying to deny those influences, he wanted to approach humans without them fearing him, treating them like they deserved to be treated, with respect! He couldn't fall to that...but he couldn't deny that bits of it were there, could he? He had to fight it, keep from falling into that trap. That wasn't good for him, or for Graham.

But now wasn't the time...they had bigger things to worry about with Sarx. If he started bringing up stuff like that now, it would be a distraction. He could handle a little bit of stress of that nature until they'd settled their affairs with the red dragon. After all, it was just some little hang-ups...surely he was better than Sarx in that regard.

---

The next couple days passed without incident. Nakurask kept fairly close to Graham, trying to head off any overt actions by the red dragon to cause trouble for them; Sarx didn't do anything more than leer and threaten, but he certainly seemed to be enjoying the tension he was causing. It might have been more disruptive if he wasn't at least doing the jobs he'd been assigned; most likely he knew that lack of progress would get him kicked off, so he was dutiful enough even while slowing down the other two, not giving them any reason to file a complaint.

Although it was keeping him safe, Graham knew that Nak couldn't be watching him all the time; inevitably he would have to spend time on his own, no matter what. And after a few days he found himself working alone, Nakurask in bed sleeping and Sarx seemingly doing the same. They'd waited until the red dragon seemed to be in slumber, so as to minimize the risk, but he was still pretty on edge. After all, he knew he wasn't going to be able to beat Sarx physically this time...it had been pure luck last time, and he wouldn't have any chance of that luck saving him this time.

He did his work, always checking over his shoulder, but as the silence continued he felt himself relax a bit. He probably shouldn't have, but being constantly on edge was exhausting, and he couldn't handle being in that state for the entire day. So he let himself ease up as he did his work, trying to focus on catching up to where he wanted to be before Sarx fouled things up. He had a good several hours of peace and quiet, and things seemed to be going smoothly…

And then his luck ran out. As he was passing through to one of the common rooms, he was grabbed from behind by a huge hand. “Been waiting for this moment...knew you couldn't keep yourself hidden forever," Sarx growled viciously as he tore away Graham's uniform, shredding it to pieces and leaving him completely naked. He could feel the dragon's scales against his back, the cock poking up against his ass...Sarx must have been nude from the start, anticipating his opportunity.

He remembered the plan, his key to getting out of the mess. All he had to do was say it, give the consent. He could have said it then, put himself back in control...but he found himself hesitating, unable to get the words out. And then a big clawed hand covered his mouth, making saying anything impossible. He squirmed, but it was useless as Sarx had him firmly in his grip.

“Clever idea, thinking you were just gonna give in to me and deny me the satisfaction of making you my bitch," Sarx hissed in his ear as his other hand forced him to bend over, his arms shooting out involuntarily to prevent his impact on the floor. “Too bad I was listening in and heard everything. You're not gonna get to say a word...you can try to pretend, but you know the truth, I'm gonna fuck you against your will and put you where you belong."

With that big body holding him tight, forcing him into a vulnerable position, Graham did exactly what he knew he shouldn't do: he struggled, trying to break away from Sarx. It was completely useless, he didn't have any weapons to help him this time, not that they would have had the effect they did before, but it wasn't something he could stop, just a natural response that betrayed exactly what he didn't want. His legs were spread, and that huge dick pressed up against his hole, dripping onto and into his ass. Sarx held his hand firmly over Graham's mouth as he thrust in, muffling the yell to keep from waking up Nakurask, relishing the muted protest as he claimed his bitch finally.

“Yes! Finally...I'm gonna get a lotta satisfaction out of you, bitch." Sarx immediately laid into Graham, pounding him with every bit of forceful vigor he could muster. That supremely tight rear was pure pleasure on his cock, tightly wrapping him up and making everything feel so much better than those few times he'd nailed dragons more his size. He wasn't at all worried about hurting Graham, if Nak had been fucking him then he could take Sarx's cock without any greater issue; that meant that he could go as hard on the bitch as he wanted to, making it feel that much more real.

It wasn't what he wanted, and yet, it wasn't as bad as Graham feared, or even wanted it to be. He almost wished it would hurt, that it would give him a reason to dislike what was happening...but after his frequent excursions with Nakurask, the cock stretching him did nothing more than trigger familiar wonderful sensations. He couldn't help it, there just wasn't any significant pain to distract from the pleasure, even as rough as Sarx was being. It wasn't long before his squirming ceased, his cries turned to moans, and he gave in to the treatment.

“Just as I thought…" Sarx hissed in his ear, a triumphant taunt that pushed into his brain harshly. “You were just a bitch waiting to be properly claimed, put in the place you deserve...should've given it to me before, I'm gonna have to punish you for making me wait for so long. Bet that green wuss can't give it to you the way you really want it...you'll be over him by the time I'm done with you." His hand moved away from Graham's mouth, allowing his moans to come out at full volume and giving him leverage to thrust harder and faster, drilling him without even a hint of restraint.

Wet smacks echoed through the room as the dragon rutted the human, taking great pride and pleasure in the breaking in of his new bitch. It wasn't just physical pleasure, but pure satisfaction at finally making his claim, getting the payback he'd wanted for years...and a good chance to put the other dragon in his place. He hated how some dragons kowtowed to rules for the human world, abandoned the culture that had raised them and gotten them so far. He wasn't like them, he stuck to it despite the challenges, and now he was getting the payoff. Not only that, he could feel that Graham was into it, just like he thought he would be...inferior species loved being dominated, overpowered, it was their proper position to them, and he would serve it out happily.

Graham tried and failed to deny the pleasure; it just drove his whole body wild. He knew he shouldn't be letting it, but every bit of him was feeling it, the thrill of being taken so forcefully...it was true Nakurask had never gone this hard on him, maybe he'd have to suggest it to him, though he didn't know if the green dragon would be comfortable with it. Then again, given that he had no way of fighting Sarx's claim to him now, he might just end up getting his fill from him anyway...that thought excited him more than he wanted it to, but his throbbing cock made it clear how he was feeling.

He could feel the banging become less steady, Sarx wasn't going to last much longer...at least, not this time. He had to have been pent up, waiting for this opportunity...Graham wasn't pent up, but what was happening to him was too much for him to control. He gasped out as his orgasm hit with a sudden ferocity, making him go rigid as he shot out his load onto the floor, forceful squirting making them hit with a soft splat.

Moments later, Sarx let out a barely-restrained roar of triumph as he too reached his pinnacle. A huge rush of thick dragon cum stormed into Graham's body, making him moan out again as he was filled heavily, marked from the inside out as Sarx's rightful bitch. Just like with Nakurask, it flooded into him and packed itself as deep within his body as it could, thick and sticky, threatening to make him swell up with the volume of it...he felt a claw rub against his gut, as if Sarx was trying to feel such a thing happening. It felt like ages before he tapered off properly, and by then Graham could have sworn there was a slight bulge in him…

“Fuck! Graham! Sarx, you bastard!"

Sarx looked up and grinned evilly at the approaching Nakurask; the green dragon's eyes glittered in anger. “Finally heard, did you? Too late, my claim is staked. He fought at first, but the bitch gave in just like I knew he would."

“Shut up! I don't care about your stupid cultural bullshit! Let him go and don't touch him again!"

“Oh, spare me your moralizing. You should've make him yours if you wanted him that badly, but you left that open. I took what I wanted, and he loved it. You know as well as I do that the inferior species like this. Don't try to play dumb and deny the truth just because you reject your heritage."

“That...you know that's not true." The quiver in Nak's voice was enough to show his uncertainty.

“Hah, sounds like someone's in denial. You're missing out, and I'm sure my bitch can back me up on that." His finger's clenched onto Graham, making him grunt. “Say it, bitch. Tell him how much you liked being fucked like this."

Graham said nothing, panting hard, his face red...he could almost hear Nakurask pleading quietly with him to reject what Sarx was saying, but at this point even his hesitation was speaking volumes enough for the three of them. Try as he might, he couldn't deny the outright truth, he knew his voice would betray him even if his words resisted.

“See? He can't even say it, that should tell you all you need to know," Sarx said with a note of triumph, taking sheer glee at the helpless expression on Nak's face. “Isn't that true, little bitch? You'd much rather be my little plaything than his boyfriend, wouldn't you?"

This time the response was immediate, as Graham yelled out, “Hell no! No way I'd rather be with you than him!"

He was startled by the potency of his own voice, despite the wear his body felt, though there was no doubt to anyone about the honesty of it. It fairly shocked both dragons, both with the volume and emphasis, and for a moment all was quiet. Then finally, Sarx pulled himself out of Graham, pushed him to the ground, and snarled at him. “You irritate the shit out of me."

As Sarx stomped off, Nakurask picked up Graham and carried him back to his room. Before they even got there, Graham had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

---

A couple hours later, Graham awoke next to his green dragon lover, who was still holding him carefully. He could feel the remnants of Sarx's seed dripping from his ass, but that was the only mark on or in him...the only physical one at least. “Mmm...Nakurask? You awake?"

“Yeah...I'm sorry, Graham. I should've been there to stop him, but…"

“It's okay. You couldn't be there all the time, I'd've had to face it sooner or later. My plan didn't work, though, he made it so I couldn't say I wanted it and I guess I kinda resisted him at the start...so I guess he got what he wanted."

He felt Nakurask clutch him a bit more tightly. “It's wrong, what he did. I can't believe he's getting away with it. But...when you didn't say anything earlier...did you really…"

“Ah…" Graham felt himself turn a bit red. “I mean...it wasn't as bad as I was afraid it would be. I think if Sarx had tried to do that to me normally, it would've been a bad ending...but because of the treatments, it didn't really hurt at all. I hope I didn't make you anxious, I didn't really want to say that in front of him…"

“But it made it seem like you were all right with being treated that way…"

“Well, I don't like how Sarx treats me, for sure. But if you'd done the same thing, Nak, I'd probably not complain."

The dragon shifted him to look him in the eyes. “...Seriously?"

“Well, yeah, I mean, it didn't hurt. And you'd've made it feel even better, I'm sure...you actually care how I feel, he just wants his own pleasure, so it's hardly a contest. Really, there's probably a lot that you'd make feel good, you make me feel really comfortable."

“So...if I said, well, that I wanted to tie you up and fuck you like that...you'd accept it?"

“Well…" Graham thought about it for a moment. “Yeah, sure, I guess. That could be kinda fun."

“What?! No!" Nakurask looked at him wide-eyed. “Graham, letting yourself be restrained is a huge display of weakness and submission, more than just about anything! You're telling a dragon that you're actually giving up power for their pleasure! You might as well sign a contract to be a sex slave for them!"

The reaction was surprising to Graham. “Really? I had no idea…"

“You're supposed to be horrified at the thought, though! You don't sound like that...you sound like you still would do it!" Nakurask put his head in his hands. “Dammit...Graham, I'm sorry, it's just...this is harder on me than I thought it would be...I'm...I'm worried…"

“About what?"

“That...that all of them were right…that humans really would rather serve dragons than be equals...that I've been suppressing these urges for nothing…"

Graham did his best not to be overly shocked by hearing this. “You have desires like...like Sarx does?"

“All dragons do...it's...well, just how we are, I guess. A lot of us try not to let on that we do, because we want to get along with you guys on your level, and we know how jerkish dragons like Sarx are with their ways...but it's hard, to see something you think would fit so well under you, and to have your body and brain both telling you that's how it should be. I...Graham, please don't take this the wrong way, but my fear is that you'd prefer being treated like Sarx treats you rather than how I treat you!"

“Now that's just not true, Nak." Graham wrapped his arms around the green dragon leaning up against him. “How we are in the bedroom is one thing, but what I love about you is how much you respect me as a person. You don't act all high and mighty, you act like you and I are both equals all the time. You try to fit in with us, and be respectful and kind, and that's something that Sarx couldn't possibly do. And that's why you'll never be able to measure up to him. And if we have that, then it doesn't matter to me what we do in the bedroom...that's just how we enjoy ourselves."

“You...really mean that?"

“Absolutely...I should be apologizing, in fact. I didn't really think about how you might be reading my desires...it's been eating at you for a while, hasn't it?"

“It's nothing, Graham, just...me being silly."

“But it's not silly. We should be satisfying each other's desires, and I haven't been doing that." He pulled away a bit and turned Nak's head to look him in the eyes. “You enjoy the thought of sexually dominating me, right? You want to try things that would put me under your power, right? If you had the choice, you'd want me to be your bitch, wouldn't you? Please, be honest."

Nakurask swallowed. “I...yeah, I do. All of that..."

“Well, I enjoy being sexually dominated, and I'd love to be your bitch. So, if you keep treating me well outside of the bedroom, you can indulge yourself all you want while you're in it."

“Graham...you, you'd really do that? Even though...even though I might get...a little bit...you know...domineering?"

“Yeah, of course. I like the idea, otherwise I wouldn't be saying you could. And I kind of owe you, as well...I guess I wasn't as aware of your guys' culture as I could have been, and I've been teasing you for weeks without knowing it. It goes both ways, I guess."

Nakurask didn't really know what to say - the idea that he could have it both ways had never really occurred to him. “Gosh...Graham, that's...I'm kind of flustered, I don't really know how to respond. If I didn't love you before, I think I do now. But...there's still Sarx. He's done what he has to you, now he's going to have all sorts of ideas of his own."

“Some of them he'll be right about. But I'll think about how to deal with him. I'll come up with something that'll work, don't worry."

---

A few more hours passed with Graham and Nak resting next to each other, letting the human recover his energy. After a while Nak fell back asleep, and Graham eventually left his room to grab some water. He didn't bother dressing...it wasn't likely to dissuade Sarx, and he didn't want to have another set of clothes ruined.

He'd barely left the food supply room before he was pounced on.

In one second he was on the ground; in the next, he was flipped onto his back, forced to look up into the glittering eyes of the red dragon. “Do you TRY to piss me off, or does it just come natural to you?"

“I guess the latter…" Somehow Sarx wasn't as intimidating as before. Maybe because their roles were set now, and he knew Sarx couldn't do anything worse to him than he already had. Granted, he was still a bit nervous, but it wasn't like it was before...he wouldn't be looking over his shoulder constantly anymore at least.

Not that Sarx wasn't trying his best to be intimidating. “You know, it drives me crazy that you'd rather be with that failure of a dragon than with your rightful superior. You have no respect for our culture, you seem to think your rules apply despite our races being equal." He slid a claw underneath Graham's chin, a small gesture which nonetheless had a clear sense of power behind it. “But you know what? Fine. Be that way. But we're all on this station and none of us is leaving any time soon. You know what that means? It means I'm still keeping you as my bitch, and he's not gonna be able to do anything about it. And neither are you, if you think you can try to weasel your way out of it. So you'd better be ready to serve me like you should."

It wasn't exactly unexpected...as much as he'd thought about it, he hadn't figured out a way to get Sarx off his back. And in truth...he hadn't really wanted to. He couldn't deny that, objectively, Sarx was a sexy dragon. He may have liked Nakurask better, found him more attractive physically and from an attitude standpoint, but Sarx was big, muscular, and hit all his “type" buttons...and without the looming threat over his head, he could actually appreciate it now. Eventually, the preferable solution became too obvious to ignore, and there was no time like the present to put it into action.

“Okay."

Sarx huffed. “Cute, you still think agreeing will have an effect. I already made you my bitch, you're not getting out of it like that."

“I-I know. I…I'll be your bitch."

Once again, Sarx was thrown for a loop. “You...you will?"

“Yeah, I will. You're right...we're all stuck here together, so there's no avoiding this. You're not going to stop doing this...and you're right, you don't have to. We're in neutral space, so I have to accept dragon cultural law as well as human. And...I can't deny that I enjoyed it, and that I'm gonna continue to enjoy it. But you'll have to accept one thing, too...that Nakurask is my partner, and that we're together the way we want to be. As long as you accept that and don't try to break it, then I'll indulge you in what you want."

Sarx growled, gripping Graham tight. “You think it's just that simple? That you can just say something like that without consequences? You're a bitch already, you accepted it, and a bitch who says that doesn't just get to call the shots. Giving yourself up like that means something to dragons…" Sarx suddenly paused, a gear turning in his head as his surprised look turned to one of devilish glee. “But you already knew that, didn't you?"

Graham gulped. His heart was pounding, but it wasn't fear...well, not completely, anyway. Sarx realizing what was up was a bit anxiety-provoking, though.

“You realize what you're agreeing to, bitch. It's more than just being claimed like I did to you...it's even more powerful. You're pledging yourself to me. When I want you to drop and worship my cock, you're going to do it, no matter what. I want to spread your ass on my fat cock and dump a load in you, you'll take it without questioning me in the slightest. No option of calling the cops and taking me away for doing it, because this is consent under your law. You give up the right of refusal, which means I don't ever have to accept a 'no' from you no matter what...and you want me to have that power over you...so long as I don't disrupt your little thing with Nakurask."

“Yes...that's exactly what I'm saying. You'll have to share, but when you have me to yourself, I'll do whatever you want. And, if you think you're going to try to weasel in, I'll tell you now...I've already pledged myself to him, as well." He left out that he didn't realize that he had, and that Nak probably hadn't realized it as well, but he remembered his words from earlier; he'd already told Nak he'd be his bitch, it wasn't anything different than what he'd done here.

“Hmph, I'm surprised the dipshit actually agreed to it. I thought he hated that sort of thing."

“He doesn't want to force me into it...but he knows his desires, and now that I know them and I wanted to fulfill them, I wasn't going to hesitate."

“Maybe there's hope for him yet. But that doesn't explain why you're giving in to me as well...and I want to know that." He leaned down and looked deep into Graham's eyes, boring into them and making the human shiver a bit; everything about him just felt powerful, strong, domineering, and now that he'd already given in it was hard to keep from becoming mesmerized by it. “Tell me why you're doing this now, why you're truly giving in and accepting your role underneath me."

Graham shuddered. “Because...I love Nakurask, and I care for him deeply, and I want to please him the way he pleases me, he's always going to be the one I want first and foremost...but I also enjoy being dominated and controlled, by big powerful guys that I can't stop...you already got your way with me, and I...I enjoyed when you made me your bitch."

It was like telling Sarx that Christmas had come early, the look of pure domineering joy on his face was almost too much for him. In an instant, he flipped the human over and forced him down onto the ground; in the next, Graham let out a breathless cry as he was penetrated once more, his body yawning wide to accept a dragon's cock yet again. Sarx was once again ruthless, though perhaps a bit less sadistic in his assault this time; though the roughness was comparable to the first time, it didn't feel like he was almost trying to hurt Graham, instead just trying to demonstrate his power.

“This is exactly what you wanted, all along, I knew it!" The red dragon wasn't keeping his voice down this time, no longer caring who heard. “I'll bet you regret not letting me fuck you the first time, huh? Regret that you had them come take me away instead of me pounding your ass like you dreamed about, didn't you?"

Graham knew what he was supposed to say - it wasn't true, but Sarx wanted to hear it. “Y-yes, I wish I'd let you throw me to the floor and open my ass with your cock, made me your bitch right then and there!"

“Yes! Such a needy slut! You love that I can make you do what I want! You were never gonna try to consent when I caught you, were you? Admit it, you couldn't wait to be fucked by me and made into a bitch, so that you had no more choice in the matter."

“Ah…" Graham flushed harder, because unlike the other one, this was actually true. It hadn't quite been his plan, but he realized at the moment of truth that he couldn't have said anything, and that he was glad for the clawed hand preventing him from possibly derailing that. “Y-yes, I wanted you to use me and make me your bitch, I never would have fought it at all!"

“Damn straight! Now you're not gonna have a choice, you'll be mine whenever and however I want! And you're gonna enjoy every second of it, bitch!"

Through the squelching of the dragon's cock inside Graham's body, the sound of footsteps could be heard. Nakurask's claws scraped against the ground as his eyes fell on Sarx's rutting of his partner once again; the yelling had been loud enough that he had expected this to be the case, but it still made his gut wrench. “Un-fucking-believable! You're doing this again?"

Sarx looked up at him without a hint of concern. “Yes, I'm doing it again. And you should come and join me."

“What?!"

“You heard me. Seeing as Graham is so thoroughly convinced that he would prefer your type, I'm not going to bother trying to fight it. He's still my bitch, rightfully claimed. But I suppose that means I owe you the chance to get in on the action."

“But...I'm…" Nakurask hesitated, and it was clear there were some competing desires going on. “Graham...are you-"

“No no no!" Sarx snarled. “Now listen to me, you twit! You have in front of you a weak little bitch who enjoys being used like a weak little bitch! And he likes you so much that he's even given you the freedom to not ask permission...even more than that, he WANTS you not to ask permission! You've got the partner every dragon dreams of, and if I have to beat that into your skull for you to take advantage of it so help me I will! Now get over here and pleasure your boyfriend like you mean it!"

The command had the effect Sarx had been aiming for; after a moment's hesitation, Nakurask's expression went from uncertain to steeled, and he suddenly marched over like he really meant it, approaching Graham like he was prey rather than partner. He only had a moment to prepare for the green dragon's cock aiming itself at his mouth; just in time, he opened as wide as he could, letting the thick shaft drive in harshly. This was a very new thing, he had done some more leisurely oral treatment with Nak before using just his tongue for the most part, maybe a little sucking at the tip, but never full-on throat action; he hadn't gotten the sense that Nak had been comfortable with the idea. Now he clearly was, and instead of fear as the huge thing stretched out his oral passage, Graham felt quite a thrill running through him. Seeing Nak actually cut loose like this, it inflamed his lusts even hotter than they already had been.

The two dragons started ravaging him mercilessly in the hallway, deep growling and snarling echoing through the chamber as they pounded away at both ends. Nakurask kept a tight grip on the human's head as he drove in, feeling the intense tightness of Graham's throat clinging to his cock and sending his delight sky-high. And Sarx was going even harsher than ever, his claws jabbing in as much as they could into Graham's sides as he slammed in harder than ever before, enjoying the pure freedom to use his bitch as he wanted. And through it all, Graham was given the roughest test of his invulnerability yet, and loving every second of it; all he was feeling was unmatched pleasure, and that was all he cared about at the moment.

It was little shock when his orgasm hit, punching through him hard and forcing him to tighten down on both of the shafts impaling him. He squirted his load onto the floor, limited through it was, it still made a fair bit of mess and felt exceptional. And the fact that the dragons weren't letting up even a little bit, preserving his peak far longer than it should have been. No doubt, the ferocity of the two beasts was a nice trigger for his lusts and arousal, and he was going to do everything he could to encourage it from this point forward.

The dragons lasted a couple minutes longer, and their rough treatment kept him along for the ride. Sarx reached his limit before Nakurask did, having already been pounding Graham for a bit before the green dragon joined in, and he let out a very loud roar that rang through the hallways, infusing Graham with his seed for the second time that day. The thick fluid pumped into him, filling his guts with wonderful warmth and weight that couldn't be beat. To his surprise, though, Sarx didn't let all of it fill him; after a few shots, he pullet out and fired the rest of his load onto Graham's back, soaking him in pungent seed and dragon musk.

Nakurask wasn't long in following up, not rearing nearly as loudly but letting out a fair bit of one as he started shooting his heavy seed into Graham's throat. It took him a bit to pull back, leaving a large amount filling up his gut and making it feel nice and full, and the rest of it was pumped right into his mouth, giving him a powerful taste of his partner. He was almost certain that the taste of it was different from before, stronger and more potent than it had been...maybe it was his imagination, or maybe something about his attitude change or Sarx's presence had had an impact. Either way, he was really liking it, it had a potency to it that he couldn't get out of his mind.

The three of them finally came down from the wild romp, the flow of dragon semen finally tapering off, at least for the moment. Graham felt sticky, both inside and out, mildly overwhelmed but so happy for it...but with Sarx's grip still on him, he had the feeling that wasn't the end of it. And he was right, as the red dragon picked him up and held him close, not at all bothered by the fact that he was smearing his own cum onto his body.

“Nakurask, let's see how well he can take the two of us."

“Yeah...yeah, okay." There was very little hesitation now, Nak seemed more than eager to try out what Sarx was suggesting. His cock was still hard, still willing to go for another round, and Graham wasn't about to stop him from going all out. As he positioned himself at Graham's hole, the human suddenly understood what Sarx had meant, and most likely why he had pulled out before finishing; it would be a lot harder to try this if he was all gummed up inside.

He reached down and spread himself open as much as he could...it was hardly comparable to what he was going to get, but it allowed them to put themselves in place a little more easily. Once they were there, there was no more going easy, the two drove in in tandem, powering themselves to the hilt with no delay. If he'd thought being stretched around one was remarkable, two was indescribable; the stretching was more than he'd ever thought possible, and it clearly wouldn't have been without the treatments, not even remotely. As it was, though, they held just as they always had, and he was allowed the full gratification of being speared on two huge cocks without penalty, getting all the best of it.

And the dragons were getting the best of it, too; the tight fit was even tighter with them sharing the spaces, and their uneven shapes worked to each other's benefits, allowing them to rub against each other and stimulate each other more effectively. With paired growls they began thrusting, working against and with each other at the same time to create a fucking frenzy that neither of them had had the fortune to experience before, their emotions fueling their lusts more than ever.

Graham was caught in the middle of that torrent, and he couldn't have been happier. He was hard again, already on the verge of cumming from the early reaping of his ass, his arms now clinging to Nakurask to support what part of him wasn't already sandwiched between the two reptiles. His mind was starting to go hazy from the intensity of the pleasure he was feeling, moaning almost mindlessly and panting hard from the strain on his body. About the only thing he had the wherewithal to do was try to clench down around the invaders and lower himself to meet their thrusts as best he could.

“Ah, yeah...that's the fucking ticket, right there...fucking treat even most dragons wouldn't get," Sarx growled deeply, his claws digging into Graham's legs as he pulled down harder, matching the force with his thrusts. It felt too damn good, slamming into his bitch with another dragon, getting his dick rubbed from every direction in so many ways, all the frustration for years was really paying off in spades.

Nakurask was enjoying himself more than he was letting on, too. He needed this so bad, to just cut loose and fuck like a dragon did, and now he was getting that from someone who was not just willing but happy to allow it. It was fantastic, even if he needed to accept a rival dragon's presence in order to make it possible...but he could deal with that, he had Graham's heart and that was what mattered most. The sexual boost was just a bonus, and as he drilled his lover in time with Sarx, he was intent on making sure Graham enjoyed it just as much.

This new romp lasted longer than the previous one, minutes ticking by with the euphoria building to a boil. The dragons went from thrusting in time to completely out of phase and back again, over and over until their impending orgasms simply put them into an unstable rush that they no longer paid attention to it. It was wild, crazy, and messy, their precum dribbling out and splattering onto the ground from that wide open hole, leaving a sopping, slurping mess in its wake.

Graham was the first to let go again, letting out a strangled cry as he came, spurting what little he had left in his balls onto Nakurask's stomach. Again he tightened up around those massive shafts, and this time it seemed to be the trigger to set them off...with a tandem roar that left his ears ringing, the two dragons slammed in as deep as they could and fired their loads into his passage. A flood of thick, heavy semen lanced into him, pumping so deep that even the force of gravity wasn't dragging it out around the clog in his rear, driving it so far into him that he wondered if it come out the other end. It didn't get close to that, but it still felt like it was packing in with the load that Nak had left in his stomach, making him even heavier...almost like they were breeding him. They didn't pull out this time, making sure every bit of their offering stayed within him, the mingling of their essences providing the satisfying conclusion to the tense situation they'd been in.

Finally, the three of them were fully spent. They clung to each other, just trying to stay upright using each other as counterweights. As they panted out their exhaustion, Nakurask and Sarx's eyes met, the new reality of their situation settling in for both of them.

“This...doesn't mean I like you or how you are, you know."

“Fine by me, you cultural apostate."

“Hey...no fighting, okay?" Graham's voice was thin and wavering, but still clear enough through their rough breaths. “We're all in this together now...so we might as well find a way to enjoy it and get along. Right?"

“Mm...you're right," Nakurask agreed, slightly reluctant but accepting.

“Yeah, sure, fine by me," Sarx added in nonchalantly.

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“There's a lot of options here...I'm excited to try them all out, figure out what works best!"

“You're welcome to do anything that comes to mind, love. Being functionally invulnerable lends itself to a lot of freedom."

“I'm still overwhelmed by the possibilities of that...but getting you tied down is a good start. These cords should be pretty useful, even if this wasn't their intended use." Graham could really appreciate the shine in Nakurask's eyes as he went over the supplies he was planning to experiment with. Since they'd come to terms with each others' wants and desires, he was a lot happier and a lot more adventurously-minded. It turned out the green dragon had plenty of interesting kinky ideas that he'd been shunting off to the side out of fear for how they'd be perceived by his partners...Graham's willingness to engage in what he wanted was bringing out the best in him.

“There'll be plenty of time for everything you want to try out. And if you're not the first to get to them, then I'll be able to tell you whether I enjoy them or not before we go too far."

“I guess that's one advantage to having to share…" Nakurask still wasn't totally certain he liked having to give Sarx his due, but he was at least getting more accepting of it. Graham had signed himself over to both of them to help keep the peace - Sarx wouldn't interfere with their relationship and make efforts to get along with them, and they would work to get along with him. After all, they would have to co-exist together for months, so it might as well be peaceful. They'd spent a few days negotiating contracts to help enforce the deals, all of them getting a few things they wanted and accepting a few things they weren't as fond of. “I still can't believe you had a double-teaming clause in there. You really want to force us to work together, don't you?"

“Hey, that was a lot of fun, and I know you liked it too. Besides, I think you two can be a lot of help for each other, you're kind of in two cultural zones and I think you'd both be better off getting a little closer together."

“You might be right...denying my culture hasn't been as helpful as I'd've hoped. I guess I need to find more balance, and he will push me to that...hopefully I can push him to a little more respect and tolerance, though."

“You probably can, I think he'll start to come around to it. I'm surprised you agreed to the clothing prohibition, though. I thought you'd have something to say about that."

Nakurask chuckled. “Well, I could tell I was outvoted there. But it's not that bad for us...I mean, dragons do that more commonly anyway, and those uniforms are pretty uncomfortable anyway. Besides, we still dress up when we have to, and cover ourselves for safety."

“Of course we do, I'm not a fucking lunatic." Sarx appeared suddenly from around the corner and wrapped his arms around Graham from behind. “I don't care if I'm invulnerable, I'm not fucking welding without a good bit of protection. What's really surprising is that you went along with Graham letting you have total bitch rights for the duration. Didn't think you had it in you."

“What praise from you. You'll be disappointed to know I tried to talk him down from the whole contract period."

“And he insisted? You'd better not let him go, because I will snatch him up in an instant."

“It's only fair," Graham said. “I owe him his indulgence because of how much I teased him before. Besides, why should I give you more access than I give him? Permanent permission was the only right way to go."

“Well, he'll have to take advantage later, because you're mine for the next 12 hours." Sarx lifted Graham up and fondled his genitals with his massive hand. “We'll see you for the day shift, Nakurask...you'd better be ready to indulge yourself by then."

“After knowing you've been railing him? I'll hardly be able to stop myself from washing out your seed with my own."

The red dragon just laughed. “I'm holding you to that."