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Part 6-2

Drink! Drink! Drink!

Kyo:

It feels good… so good. This feeling is so… delightful. Haven't felt like that in years.

• Can you stop this please? It's starting to get really annoying to hear you moaning in your brain. Grunt Allen, lying between two spikes of my back.

• Sorry but it feels just… so… fulfilling.

• I know… you've been saying that all the week.

• Let me appreciate it.

• You've been doing so for the past week.

• You don't know how it feels when you can finally release after three years of holding it inside.

• Never experienced it and don't want to try.

• So shut up and let me savor the moment.

• So it's really true. I thought you were joking but… you really don't feel this mating crave of yours?

• Not for the moment…. I completely emptied myself back there.

• Glad to hear it. I hope it will mean no horny things passing through my brain… even if I was starting to get used to it.

• It will come back sooner or later. I'm producing semen all the time and one day I'll feel the urge to… release it.

• I see…. I hope you'll be able to hold yourself in front of the emperor.

• I'll do you don't have to worry about this.

• I don't understand why the same thing can't happen to Tarken. He mated more than you and he is still the same horny, lusty dragon.

• It's hard to not get hard near my mate. Reply Tarken with a lustful grin. He is so handsome.

• It won't lead you anywhere.

• Come on Kyo… it make almost two weeks that we didn't mated.

• And you'll have to wait because I don't want to mate.

• How can you resist the urge for so long?

• I just said I didn't felt any urge right now.

• So you're really empty?

• Indeed.

• You mean… you mated… three time and you're spent.

• And you, you fucked I don't know how many dragon and you still beg for more.

• Because I like sexes. It's fun… even more with you.

• I know and by doing it less often than you want we won't get bored of it.

• You're annoying.

• I know.

• I'm really gonna rape you one day.

• You've already done that.

• No it's false! I was just… a bit too rough.

• Yeah… just a bit.

• I already apologized for that.

• I know.

• Anyway how long is this fucking trip gonna take I'm tired of walking. We have been walking for two weeks.

• I think we just passed Mlyvej

• Mly… Mly… what?

• Mlyvej.

• What's that thing?

• A city idiot. Grumble Kyle.

• With a freaking hard to pronounce name. Mumble Tarken.

• It's not that hard. I reply.

I try, earning to my own shame some pitiful result.

• Myl… mlvj… oh fuck this is too hard for me.

Tarken laugh.

• Is there something special in this city? I ask.

• Dwarves.

• Oh….

• It's their city, we are in their territory now.

• And they don't have any issue with dragon walking passed the border of their territory?

• No, they are part of the empire.

• So it's ok?

• Of course.

• I was thinking… it makes more than a week right? Ask Tarken.

• Almost two by now. Answer Kyle.

• So… you should be able to fly now.

• No… My wing still ache quite a lot. I have a lot of trouble moving it.

• Curses.

• Stop complaining we made half of the way.

• Still too long, even more without someone to have fun with.

I ignore him, focusing on Zehyr and Zarakay, walking together, side by side just before me. They look so cute now, taking quick glance over the other's body, whispering some love words to each other and laughing silently.

Zehyr seems more confident, more relieved since he was freed of his Alpha duties. The only time he get nervous it's when the rest of the group stare at him for too long.

For the last few days I had to constantly be on guard to make sure they weren't going to jump on him and rape him.

I'm getting used to my Alpha's influence over the other dragons, trained by both Zehyr and Kaos. The first are quite though, I barely keep them under control for more than an hour. After a few days of harmless conflicts with them it got better. Well… it's what I believed until one week ago my control brutally snapped, leaving me dizzy and weakened. They took this opportunity to their advantage and attacked me all at once. I was unable to defend myself and was quickly overwhelmed, forced to bend under their furious assault. I only owed my life to my friends intervention. They managed with the help of the other riders, a few benevolent guards; because we were in the middle of a city when it happened; and the miraculous arrival of a woman that revealed herself to be a mage. Even Kaos has to come to my rescue, taking control for a few minutes and unleashing a powerful wave of dark energy that send everyone, friends and foes alike flying in all direction, even badly damaging a nearby house.

It's all it took; and a set of heavy chains and muzzling devices and magical bounds to calm the enraged dragons. No one came out unharmed of the fight. Everyone was covered of light bruises cuts. The worst injured being mines, Tarken's that had his right forepaw and neck bitten deeply, and Zarakay who's right flank, snout and left eye in an alarming state. Blood was gushing out of deep slashes in his flank, his jaws and nose seemed broken and blood, like red tears was falling from his eye he kept close. For me I was covered of bleedings injuries and, my wounded wing reopened, blood pouring on the ground from there.

It took us a lot of resources and mana to heal everyone's injuries. Astuna, the newly met mage did a big part of the work, using all her available mana and knowledges to heal us. Allen even had to learn how to do his very first spell, using my own energy to stop the bleeding and close the wounds.

From there Astuna decided to come with us, in case of another problem but I didn't even noticed her at first. I was in pain, electric shock of suffering burst in my body. My vision is a blur of color and undefined form twisting and banking. My brain was numb, I didn't felt anything aside of this humongous pain. Noting, no feelings, no thought, no sensation came to me. There was only this pain. It lasted for three endless days of unbearable suffering. No one could talk to me I couldn't hear them, even Allen couldn't make contact with me. I was alone, stuck in my own brain with Kaos as my own form of company, even though we couldn't talk it felt good to have him close. He tried to help me as best as he could to handle the pain I was going through. When it finally came to an end I was so stoned, like I had blanked out for all this time.

They told me I was like a zombie, walking with them but silent, crying slowly, whining and squealing in pain. Anyone understood what was happening, I wasn't answering when they questioned me, when they called me I just stared at them with empty eyes. Those who tried to enter my mind came out in the same state and stayed like this for hours. They even told me they could feel a dark aura, radiating from me, Allen even received some energy discharges.

No one could explain what and how it happened but everyone was relieved to see me back.

Day passed by until this day.

• Hey Kyo.

• What do you want Allen?

• I have an idea.

• It doesn't sound good to me.

• I want to bet on something.

• What's the thing?

• I bet you can make a month without sexes.

• One month! Yell Tarken in shock. You're kidding me.

• For once I agree with him. He won't be able to hold himself for so long.

• It don't apply to him. Reply Allen. I want to see Kyo's limits and how he can handle himself.

• You mean, one month starting from today or I finish this one. It makes two weeks.

• I'm not gonna torture you, let's finish this one.

• And… what do I get if I win this bet?

• Everything you want for a day.

• Oh… interesting….

• So… deal?

• Deal.

• You're crazy.

• Maybe but you, you always want more.

• I know I have some craves, some big ones.

• And it will get worst the longer he has to wait. Confirm Kyle.

• Really?

• Yes… you should have been there when he had his first one, it was so funny.

• Seriously?

• You missed that Kyo.

• Don't tell them a word.

• They should know.

• Tell us Kyle.

• His first crave struck him a few days after he discovered what is cock was used for and came for his first time. It couldn't happen at a worst moment. His brothers were there and they had some important person in the mansion too. It was so shameful for everyone, even more for him. He was conscious of it, he felt the change in his body and mind but couldn't do a damn thing about it.

• It was so embarrassing to get hard in front of all of those people. Whisper Tarken, avoiding eye contact with me.

• He became so red.

• It was of shame.

• I know. Anyway, the point is he started to leak pre everywhere. We even had to follow him to constantly clean behind him. The worst was the smell, everyone could smell his musk. At first he tried to look normal, to pretend it would calm itself, to silence his moans. In reality it was becoming worst up to a point where he couldn't control himself any longer. The funniest moment, for us, was when he tried to flirt with one of their invite's daughter. He just ended with a slap and a furious father that tried to kill him. They had to put him in his bedroom and lock the door behind. It lasted for… almost a week.

• Six days.

• It was horrible, he was uncontrollable, he even tried to rape us, even his brothers. He earned so many punch in the face for that.

• Stop! You said enough.

• What you don't want me to count them this time when you tried to mate with the couch.

• No! Don't do that!

• You really tried?

• I did….

• You should have been there… he mounted it like a female and fucked it until he came. And guess who had to clean up?

• Kyle I hate you.

• I know my friend I know… but don't you think Kyo should be aware of this… problem.

• I was planning to talk of it with him… ALONE! Roared Tarken, talking to the rest of the group staring at him with wide open eyes.

• Do you know where those craves come from?

• I was examined by dozen of doctors but none of them managed to find out where it came from and why it happens to me. They just found out it function like females heat cycles but it happens randomly.

• Yes sometime it won't happen in month and other time it will happen every week.

• Great… What can I do about that?

• Just… mate.

• Like we are not doing it enough already.

• I'm sorry Kyo but we'll have to. I… I can't control myself when it happen. I… I… can become really wild when it does.

• So… I hope it won't happen soon.

• It may… I mean if you force me to wait like this. I… I feel already full. Two more weeks… it's too long.

• Sorry you'll have to wait to I want it.

• At least give me something for me to wait. I don't know… suck me, masturbate me… or… maybe allow me to have my fun with this tight little rump there. He whisper in my ear, pointing at Zehyr.

• Don't even think about it, he is mine. His ass is my property. Say Zarakay a bit aggressively.

• That's too bad.

Three days after I start to regret my decision. I feel this familiar tingle in my balls as they fill up with a new load of semen.

At first I ignore this slightly annoying sensation. I can handle it. I just wonder; have they planned to make me loose this stupid bet? Tarken is always near me like before of course, but he keep grinding himself against me, whispering arousing words in my ear, his snout poking around, sensually kissing me whenever and wherever he can. Is he going through one of those craves? I can't tell, nothing else seems different in his behavior.

• Stop this Tarken what are you trying to achieve? I ask when we stop for the night under the cover of the threes.

• I want to mate.

• Me to. I whisper.

• So why do you refuse? Don't tell me you want to win this stupid bet?

• I do. I want to show to Allen I can be more than just a lusty beast.

• Don't pretend to be what you're not.

• This kind of words in your mouth Tarken.

• Hey I can say intelligent things to.

• For once. I chuckle.

We stay silent for long minutes, listening to the rain falling around us.

• You know Kyo… it's one of the reasons why I chose you.

• What do you mean?

• I knew you were quite a lusty dragon to… like me.

• So it's why you chose me?

• No…. Well… it was one of the reasons. Not the main one but… still….

• Stop it… I understand.

• No you don't. He say, grabbing my head and forcing our eyes to cross.

• Kyo… I really love you… it's not a lie. I wouldn't dare to lie to you on this type of things. It's just… how can I say that. When I asked questions to… them… they told me that you could become really horny and fuck them wildly, roughly mating all night. I… I… was so happy and… hopeful. I thought that… with you… I could get rid of those cursed craves.

• Then this stupid bet I did will be finished I promise you we are going to have as much fun as you want.

• Promise?

• On my life.

He hug me.

• Until then… let's just stick to that.

• Kisses and hugs?

• Yes.

• It will do.

Without waiting he jump on me. We roll on the wet ground and stop, one above the other, kissing passionately as his paws rub my flanks.

We fall asleep like this.

………

• Morning…. I mumble when I feel Tarken shuffling above me.

• …Wood. He grunt.

• What?

• Morning wood.

• You're hard.

• No you….

I finally realize my member is erected, fully out of its hiding and drooling.

• Damn it….

• If there wasn't this fucking bet I would beg for you to put it inside me. It will have to wait.

He slowly get up, stretch his limbs, offering me the best view of his twin cocks, hard and dangling between his legs, squirting their fluids on my belly.

• One week. I whisper. One week before I can even touch them.

Tarken, just to tease me leave this enticing sight in front of me for some endless seconds before moving.

One week later we are a hundred kilometers away from the capital. It took us more time than expected because of a storm that left the lands ravaged, the roads transformed in muddy rivers and badly damaged several bridges we had to take to cross a large and deep river. We had to go far away to the west to find a better place to pass by. Now we are sitting in the warmth of the largest Tavern I've ever see. It's so huge I can see a dragon twice my size enter and move around with ease.

Around us are the rest of the group, sitting around a large wooden table. On the other side of the enormous room are the humans, Allen and Kyle are there, sitting around another table with the others, talking and laughing.

• Gentleman what can I serve you?

At first I don't see from where this voice come and I'm not even sure he is talking to us.

• Gentleman! He call louder.

I lower my eyes to see a small chubby man with a thick red bird and short curly hairs.

• Is he talking to us? I whisper to Tarken.

• I'm not sure.

• Hey you two scaly heads I'm talking to you! He yell in impatience.

We both blush.

• Sorry… what do you want?

• I'm the one that ask questions here.

• So what were you saying?

• I was asking what you would like to drink.

• Drink! We both scream in surprise.

• Yes drink. It's the goal of a tavern you know, people stop there, drink and eat until they fall on the ground and go the next day.

• I know thanks. I reply.

• So what do you two want to drink?

• I don't know… what do you have in store?

• Bear, Vodka, different types of wine, Mahakam alcohol my homeland's alcohol.

• I prefer warn you don't try it if you're not used to drink alcohol. Whisper Zehyr in my ear. Zarakay tried and the result was… horrible.

• Don't tell them please. Beg Zarakay, blushing shamefully.

• You're talking of this time when he was drunk after only one glass and started a fucking civil war in there and ruined part of my tavern.

• And made me sick for the next two days. Confirm Zarakay.

• I hope you won't do the same thing this time.

• I won't.

• Enough talking I want a beer.

• Me too.

• Same here.

Zarakay seems to hesitate.

• Come on Zara… it won't kill you.

• You know I don't bear alcohol too well.

• We all remember it.

• Roger… I told you I was sorry.

• Who is Roger?

• It's me. Reply the small human.

• Ok… fine… a beer, a small one.

• I'm gonna try it to.

• And a vodka for me. Add Tarken.

• Are you sure? Ask Zehyr, surprised.

• Yes… don't worry about me.

• Ok, I'll be back in a sec with your drinks.

• Oh and Roger what's the meal today?

• Bear and beer.

• Nice, would you mind bringing us two or three? I think our friends here are starting to starve.

• Understood.

Around five minutes later Roger come back, accompanied by two other pushing heavy looking barrels.

• Do you want some help? I ask.

• If you don't mind.

Everyone grab a barrel and put them on the round table.

• I think this one is for you? I say, giving a smaller one to Tarken. The strong smell coming from it accommodating me.

• Thanks.

• I'll be back with your meals.

-Ok.

I observe the large barrel in front of me. The other open it by the top, revealing an amber liquid. It smells kind of good. I carefully grab the wooden barrel between my teeth and lift it, tasting a sample of the liquid before swallowing a mouthful of it. It tastes really good. I slowly drink it, savoring the feeling of warmth in my belly.

Next to me I see Tarken swallowing the content of what I could call a glass in one go.

When he notice my surprise he smile and rapidly explain me it's how you drink Vodka.

Then Roger comes back, helped by a dozen of humans, crumbling under the heavy plates. The scent of the cooked meat makes me salivate.

• Have a good meal. He say when the plates are safely dropped on the table by an impressive system of chains and winch.

• It looks so tasty.

• It is.

• How much does it cost?

• Let's see… two bears, one vodka… and six beers… two hundred golden coins.

• That's pricy.

• That's cheap. Reply Tarken. Is that enough for you?

He put on the ground a large blue gem.

Roger freeze in shock.

• Yes… it's… more than enough. Have a nice stay.

He leaves us, holding the heavy gem in his hands.

Tarken and I hungrily devoured our meals while the other share a third plate Roger just brought. Time pass quickly, I don't know how much I drank but I'm sure it's too much. My vision is blurry, my brain numb, my mouth is limp. Even Kaos seems affected by this delightful sensation. I feel lighter, like all the problems I'm going through don't matter anymore. In my mind I feel some faint, troubled memories passing by, leaking from Kaos own unguarded mind.

I don't even care about all those things, even the few words coming from Kaos. Around us everyone is in the same state. In front of me Zarakay is so drunk, lying against Zehyr, is face slightly red, burping greyish flames.

• I think you drank too much for tonight. Say Zehyr.

• Come on… a last one.

• No… I said enough!

• I never can have fun. Growl Zarakay.

• Don't worry you're gonna have some fun.

I see them leave the room.

I notice a clock on the opposite wall and whisper in Tarken here.

• Do you see the clock there?

• Yes.

• When this bell is gonna ring midnight I'm gonna fuck you so hard.

• I can't wait….

We slowly and sensually kiss in front of everyone.

In the distance I see Allen and Kyle, still drinking. On Kyle's hand I see, slightly pulsating, a green mark. I remember when it finally happened. Three weeks ago Kyle and Tarken finally agreed and, in front of us created the bond uniting them. At first he didn't seem to have any side effect. Until his mind started to change, not in an alarming way but a change important enough for us to notice it. I know it's one of the consequence of the bonds: the others mind and behavior affect ours. It's why I feel shier than normal since I bonded with Allen.

But, before midnight comes or before I can even think of something else I fall asleep.

………

• Wake up! Scream a voice.

I open my eyes for a split second.

• Wake up scaly butt!

A punch in the face finally force me to open my eyes.

• What…?

• Do something!

• About what?

He designate another table where Kyle and Allen are miserably sleeping against the table, empty beer mugs everywhere.

• What do you want?

• Do something about them. I don't know find them a room.

• Didn't paid for that.

• But your green friend there did.

I slowly get up. I feel dizzy, on the verge of throwing everything up. I wake Tarken in the same way Roger did with me.

• What?

• We have some baby-sitting to do.

• God damn it… never signed for that.

• Stop complaining and help me.

He growls something but I don't listen.

• The first room upstairs in the left corridor. Say Roger from the opposite corner.

• Thanks.

I carefully grab Allen in my mouth, holding him by the collar of his armor, making sure he doesn't awake.

I lift him of the ground and climb the large creaking stairs until I enter in a dark corridor. I turn left and search for the said door. I quickly find it and push it with a claw. Inside there is an empty bedroom, with a large bed in it.

• Move he is heavy. Growl tarken behind me.

• Can't enter it's too small.

• Curses.

• Leave me some space I'm gonna try something.

I manage to fit my head in the doorway and carefully lay Allen on the bed.

• Make some space.

• Find yourself another room.

• Too tired for that. They won't mind sharing a bed for the night.

Before I can protest he let Kyle fall flat on the bed.

He land with a muffed thud on the bed next to Allen.

• Great. Now that it's done lets go and have some rest to.

• Wait. Shouldn't we… undress them?

• Why?

• Would you like to sleep in an armor?

• No.

• So shut up and help me.

Tarken quickly get rid of Kyle light armor without even ripping it apart. Now, it's my turn to do so. It's much harder with this heavy full set of armor. I manage to take out the top part pretty easily. It became harder when it comes to the pants and underwear. I nervously pull them out, avoiding any eye contact with what's below. But when I'm done I can't stop from staring at my rider's naked body. I can't hold myself and reach him with a curious palm.

When I feel the warm and soft contact of his skin I shiver. I never dared to touch him, even more to watch him like I'm doing now.

I slowly I move my paws around, rubbing and caressing his body.

• He looks so… tiny… so fragile… so vulnerable. I whisper.

• Kyo stop this you're going to wake him up.

• They have no scales, no fur to protect them… just this so soft skin.

• Kyo you're hard.

I ignore him.

• Damn I could crush him just by accident. He look so weak.

My nostrils catch a new unknown scent.

I lower my gaze until I discover Allen crotch. I take into his human scent. I slowly nuzzle this astonishing sack containing those two balls.

• What are you doing? Whisper Tarken.

• I want to taste him. I whine.

• You can't be serious.

I can't suppress the needy moan that escape my mouth when I see this flaccid penis.

• Kyo if you have some needs you can ask me you know.

• I want to taste his seed. I whine seedily.

• And after they say I'm the lusty one.

I go a bit closer and give it a quick lick across the tip.

• Come on Kyo if you want a good load of cum eat mine.

… No… I want him.

And with that said I start to ravenously lick the flaccid member that quickly grow. My tongue coil around the hardening flesh, touching this strange foreskin. I take it into my mouth, it feels small inside but I don't care, I want him and I'm gonna have him.

I lick, suck and press greedily on his cock, trying to bring him to an orgasm and feel his seed on my tongue, having this delightful satisfaction of satisfying another.

It don't take long. I feel the first spurt of his sperm hitting my tongue. In seconds I feel a puddle of warm cum growing in my mouth. But, too soon it has to end. I can't hold back an unsatisfied growl when I feel his penis become flaccid again.

I let go of his member, coated in my own saliva and some of his seed. I taste the small amount that pooled in my mouth. The taste isn't too bad, quite salty but not as thick and sticky as mine. It even feels aqueous in comparison.

I leave them, not without giving Allen a gentle nuzzle along the cheek.

When we descend the stairs a question comes to my mind.

• So… where are we going to sleep?

• You can stay here if you want. Answer Roger.

• Thanks.

• But there is one condition.

• What is it?

• No mating.

• What… but.

• If you want to fuck your friend you do like your friends and you go outside. I'm tired of cleaning behind dragons so either you stay there and don't make a single noise or you go outside.

• Fine we'll stay here.

• Thank you and enjoy your stay.

We lie down on the floor but I can't suppress a grunt of discomfort when I feel my cock slapping against my belly.

• How am I going to sleep with this thing out?

• Not my problem.

• Come on let me help him release.

• No.

• He didn't had an occasion to cum in a month.

• I DON'T CARE!

• If you don't want your floor to be stained let me help.

• And have all the other clients awaken and complaining about the noise. No thanks.

• If you don't want him to scream his pleasure out loud I can make sure is mouth will always be full. He reply maliciously as he show his twin hard and dripping members.

• Fine. Grumble Roger under his bird.

• Tarken I love you. I whisper.

• Shut up and get sucking.

• Which one?

• Both.

• At the same time?

• Yes!

We change position, lying on our sides, belly to belly, facing the others private's parts. I see, below the thick layers of scales and thick skin the two bulging orbs full of liquid lust waiting to be released.

Tarken don't waist a second and grab my cock, his tongue coiling around the bare flesh as he drives it inside his mouth, taking a good half of it inside.

I moan in pleasure when I feel my member engulfed in this warm maw. He start to suck and lick it before I can even react. I'm breathing hard. My cock is so sensitive after a month of waiting I have to claw at his hind to make him understand he must slow the pace down.

When he finally understand I can grab a hold of those two meaty spears, groping them together, licking along their bare hot surface. precum is gathering on both tips, a delicious nectar I'm gladly swallowing. After a few minutes of this treatment I take his dripping cocks inside. For me who found him small before I'm delightfully surprised to feel my mouth stuffed by his members. Still they are not long enough to deep throat me but I still love them.

In long blissful minutes we're greedily sucking and lapping at the others cock, making muffed sounds of pleasures. I feel my orgasm coming rapidly, I can't hold my instinct back anymore and hump tarken's maw. Even if he protest I don't care, I want my orgasm and I'm gonna have it.

I feel he is on the edge of cumming to and double my efforts to make him blow his load in my mouth.

I hear him gasp after my last trust and a sudden pressure and tightness surround my member. I must have entered his throat. I feel the same warmth around my knot and the light contact of those pointed fangs on it. I forced it inside… great. Pleasure burst in my body, coursing through my veins as I feel my balls tightening before cum explodes from my tip, right in his throat. He don't even have to swallow it, it goes right in his stomach.

In my mouth I feel his cock throb harder and harder until the first gushes of his cum hit the back of my mouth. Gush after gush I feel my mouth filling with this warm salty seed.

I have some troubles swallowing it all but in the end all of this delicious gooey fluid goes in my belly.

It's so relieving….

We stay like this with the others cock in our mouth for a long time, swallowing each and every droplets. My knot finally deflate enough for Tarken to pull out the thick meat out of his mouth, gasping for breath, some of my semen still drooling along my shaft.

Me, I stay there, savoring the feeling of those members in my mouth, lightly nibbling at them.

• Stop this Kyo I'm not made of chewing gum.

• You taste so wonderfully good. I whisper letting go of his limp members.

• And you, you still taste like rotten meat.

• You still don't like?

• No. At least I didn't had to taste it all.

Tarken rolls on his back, exposing his bulging belly.

• Damn I'm full.

• Really?

• Yeah I feel like I ate another of those bears.

• Do you want some more?

• No thanks otherwise I'm going to blow.

• Fine.

I lie next to him.

• Seriously Tarken. Do I really taste so bad?

• For me yes, but it could only be me. It's just that I'm not really used to it.

• What is the problem exactly?

• Your cum is fucking thick Kyo and it stick like a fucking glue. And worst… it felt like there was some clusters in it.

• Oh… that's only because I haven't cum in a month.

• Can you speak of this somewhere else? Grumble Roger as he walks in the room.

• Sorry.

We wait until he leaves once again to talk.

• Kyo.

• Yes.

• I have something I've been wondering for some time.

• What is it?

• Are you… close with human?

• Only with Allen. Why?

• No I mean… more than close?

• I don't see where you're going.

• Are you interested?

• I don't get it.

• Are you lusting for human god damn it!

• Why are you asking that?

• Answer me.

• No I'm not. Why would I? I have plenty of dragons to have fun with so why would I bother with a human. It makes no sens at all… I mean… I've got you… and all those willing to submit dragons around so….

I see in his eyes he don't believe a word.

The smile on my face slowly shrink before disappearing. I lower my head a look of shame in my eyes.

• I do. I whisper.

He stay silent, waiting for what comes next.

• Not all human… just… just Allen.

• Why?

• I… I don't know… I don't even fucking understand why myself. I'm not even sure it's really me or just some weird thought passing through my mind.

I stay silent for a few seconds before I add in a pitiful plea.

• Please don't tell him.

• First of all Kyo start by calming down first. Take a deep breath, close your eyes and tell me what you're really feeling, tell me what's in the depth of your heart.

I do as he says. In my head I feel Kaos listening and observing us in an obvious interest.

• I… I don't know… It's… It's so weird. I feel something of course… but I can't say if it's love or just… just needs.

• I think it's a side effect of the bond between you. I think you're developing some kind of affection. I noticed it before… well… since it happened… but… I never expected it could grow to this level. I think you're really enamors Kyo. Say Kaos.

• You mean I'm falling in love with Allen… for real.

• Yes… we;l it's what it looks like to me.

• And to me too. Confirm Tarken.

• It make sense when you think about it. I mean those kind of bonds were meant to ensure that two lovers would never leave each other, only death could separate them. The bonds used by riders with their dragons are some modified versions of this original and much stronger bond.

• Don't tell me….

• I think that when you… bonded with Allen you did it more deeply than you wanted.

• Great…. I growl.

• It could be useful in some way. Say Tarken, trying to be comforting.

• Or it could be a problem in some other. Reply Kaos, serious as always. If the Watchers or some other of His sentinels roaming around this world learns it they'll use it at their advantage.

• You mean….

• Yes… they will use Allen as a way to get you… to get me.

• You're paranoid.

• I know them, I know their methods because I taught them how to act. I'm sure of what I saying.

• So… we are much more in danger than we estimated.

• Yes… but as long as you keep it secret we are safe.

• He should at least tell the truth to Allen, all the truth. Insist Tarken.

• You mean….

• Yes… even your feelings to him.

• I… I can't.

• Why?

• Because… it's… unnatural… it's… gross. Imagine… a dragon falling in love with his rider.

• It doesn't sound too good in your mouth.

• Because he is right. Approve Kaos. He can't.

• If he doesn't it's gonna torture him.

• I know but if he does he is putting us all in danger.

• So we're stuck is that it?

• For now yes.

With a deep breath I return to a lying position, trying to find sleep.

• I know him. He can't keep it for himself, not for too long.

• I know it too… and Allen will discover it either we want it or not.

• He let his heart drive him. Whisper Tarken with a gentle nuzzle in my neck.

• It's better than be driven by his cock.

• Fuck you demonic shit.

• Can you stop talking of like I wasn't there! I growl. Besides stop talking I'd like to have some rest.

And with those last words I close my eyes.

………

Watcher

How long have I been traveling, following them? Maybe a month or so. It doesn't matter, besides time means nothing to me. I'm out of time, wandering in this world for so long, I'm like a ghost to them, a dark form on the road, always on the move. It must be the best description of myself I've made of all my long life, just to answer one of the thousands questions he keeps asking.

• They stopped for the night. I announce.

• Finally. He growls. My paws were starting to ache.

We go to the top of a nearby hill where we stop. I sit on a rock and close my eyes. I focus on my slave. He is a few miles away, just behind them, hidden in a dark corner like I asked him. For the entire month he followed them. The only time he lost their track was when they had to change direction because of the storm. Now he is hidden in some bushes, observing them as they enter in a large wooden building. I know this place, I've been in there quite a few time.

• They stopped in a tavern.

• Let me see.

His eyes start to glow of a dark light.

I can't suppress a smile of pride. He is well trained. I remember when, three weeks ago he begged for me to train him after a weird event that happened, three weeks ago. I remember it so perfectly. We had decided to stop for the night in a rocky cave. Everything was going well, once again he came to me, put his heads on my knees and asked for another story. After a few minutes of reflection I started to count him another old legend until he brutally got up and started to shake violently. He was whining and squealing in pain as a dark aura surrounded him. Small black lightning bursting from him. I felt his power grow exponentially until an alarming light radiated from him. In spite of the shield I create around me with my energy the wave of energy he unleashed literally obliterated it and send me flying right in a three outside the cave.

I think I passed out for a split second. When I wake up it's to find the cave I was in a brief moment ago collapse on itself. When I descend of the three I see the young dragon just outside of the collapsed cave, energy pulsing around him. I just managed to stop him before he could unleash another energy wave. It took half of the night to calm to calm the raging torrent of energy flooding his body and to make it come to an acceptable level of stability. At first I didn't understood what happened and, more important why? Nothing was different from the other days… until I remember what my spy saw a few hours before. He saw Kyo been taken by some strange crises that made all his powers go rogue and left him pretty badly injured and shocked. It reminds me that he told me he felt something strange happen at the exact same moment. Is there a link between those two dragons? It's the big question I kept asking myself for the next three weeks. But, just the morning after he waka me up just before dawn begging for me to train him. At first I didn't understood why until he led me to a nearby clearing. There, it looked like Armageddon had happened, there was only a large and deep hole in the ground, everything around it was burned, even dirt. Threes had been thrown away by an impressive force.

• Is that you who did that?

• Yes… it… it happened again.

• When?

• I don't know… half an hour ago. I'm surprised it didn't woke you up.

I'm not even listening already, just thinking of what I could do. Training him could make me loose a precious time but if I don't do it it's taking the risk of another uncontrolled blast like this one. I accept, after all they don't walk really fast, they even are quite slow. Surprisingly it reveal itself to be much easier than I originally thought. He is so willing to learn and eagerly drink like in a water source every piece of knowledge I give him. He learns really fast and practice really hard. Even if there are a lot of things he has to learn he master them one after the other so quickly I have some troubles to keep up. For a dragon of this age he quickly reach a pretty good level of mastery. Every spell cast is precise, meticulous, made to hurt, or kill. Honestly for a dragon he fight well, more than any average dragon. Those beast use to be giant battery full of an energy they barely understand and lesser control. Him he fight like a human sorcerer, using a mix of quick spells and strikes of his a bit too short claws, bite and tail lash. Where he lack strength he compensate it with a high speed and some quite impressive tactics.

But soon we had to deal with a problem I completely forgot. Unlike me he has to feed. Where I can survive months of starvation he can't go above four or five days, less when he use his powers. Also feeding a dragon is quite expensive and I don't have one of those magic bag that generate money. In the end we choose the simplest solutions, I teach him the basics of hunting and in a few days he is able to bring back enough prizes for both of us to eat. His kills are always clean, no blood gushing out of deep wounds on the dead animal body, just a few bruises and harmless biting and claw marks. The only problem is that I have to magically purge the corps before even thinking of eating them, Because of the way he kills them. He act like a snake, jump on his prey, hold it into the ground and bite it in the neck, not too deep but deep enough to pierce the skin and enter the flesh then he injects a poison contained in his saliva. From there, depending of the amount injected the infected will die more or less rapidly, from about a few hours to a second. Honestly I'm pretty jealous of this capacity. I'd love to have the same poison on my blades. It would require just a few cuts to end someone's life. The only bad side effect of this is that he seems to become more aggressive, more wild, I feel his power grow with each and every day, in his eyes this shadow darkening them is more and more present. But every time night comes by he turns back into this so cut and loving dragon holding me close and sleeping on my legs after a good story.

• The traveler Tavern. He growl. That's fucking original.

• Who care about the name?

• I do.

• Who else does? People care about what's served inside.

• Are we going to enter? I'd enjoy the taste of a warm meal.

• No.

• But… I'm tired of eating raw meat.

• I said no.

• And a good bed….

• No!

• Fine. So let's find a place to have some rest I guess.

• You're right.

We find a nice place on the side of another hill.

• It looks good.

• As long as I can have some sleep.

And, unlike he use to do he just lie in the grass and close his eyes. Living me alone. I don't mind and leave him there, going on a quick hunt. A few birds shot dead by a silent arrow will make a great meal. After an hour of a successful hunt I come back to our camp where he is sleeping peacefully. I gather a few branches and prepare a small fire. I sit near it and lift a hand.

• Igny.

From my hand a few sparkles ignite and the fire take in the dry wood, dark flames rising, devouring the wood. I impale the dead birds on a wooden spear I crafted and hold them above the flames. Rapidly the smell of the cooking meat wakes him up and he join me near the fire, liking his snout in impatience. I leave almost everything, I'm not hungry anyway. I observe him in silence as he ravenously devour the birds, tarring their flesh apart, ripping everything he can before shattering even the bones between those powerful jaws. After just a quick affectionate nuzzle he resume is previous activity: sleeping.

I stay awake for much longer, observing the sinister dance of the flames, carefully polishing the blade of my sword, sharpening the point of my arrows and daggers until I can cut a blade of grass with the edge of my sword.

In the background I hear the noise coming from the tavern, sounds of music and songs, words yelled to an unknown person and so much other thing.

In the corner of my vision I see him moving, rolling on his side, back, then back to his side, then to his belly. At first I think he is dreaming until I see his head turn in my direction with clearly open eyes.

• You're not sleeping?

• It look like not.

• What bothering you?

• Nothing… just can't find sleep.

• You want a story to help you with that?

• No.

¹I hear him trying to find a good position, grunting and growling in annoyance. I can see something is bothering him but I can't tell what. Finally with a long hiss he get up and walk to me.

• Ordan….

• Yes… what do you want?

• Can I ask for your help?

• Of course for what?

• I have an itch and… can't get rid of it.

I smile amused by his nervousness.

• No problem. Where is it?

• It's… pretty embarrassing…. He say.

• Come on don't be shy.

He nervously gulp down some saliva then widen his stance, revealing a fucking monster of a cock.

My eyes stay glued to it. The member is a striking six inch length, made of black flesh, starting by a pointed tip with a single urethral crack at its top that widen in a thick barbed length gifted with a bulging sizeable knot !hat seems to have some trouble getting out of his stretched slit. Talking of which thick fluids streams from the depth of his slit, coating his member in his own lubrication. Just behind there, hidden in a pouch of thick scales are two healthy orbs fully loaded with cum.

He lower his head in shame.

• There is no need to be ashamed, you're really well endowed.

• Thanks… it's not that… I'm just not… used to someone else seeing it but thanks for the compliment.

• No problem. So what do you want my help exactly.

• I… I want to release.

• That's a good start but can't you do it yourself? Not that I'd dislike to touch it but….

• I know but… I'd enjoy to have someone else doing it.

• Seriously.

• Yes.

• Fine, lie on your back it will be easier.

• No.

• Hey if you want my help you do as I said so get on your fucking back.

• No. I'm tired of lying down. Why can't we do it like this?

• Fine, just don't spray your cum on my face.

He quickly nod in approval.

I have to go below him to get a good view of the member. It's only then I realize it's really huge and that I underestimated it. It's long enough to almost reach his chest, the wet length slapping against his belly, smearing fluids everywhere on his scales. The knot at his base finally managed to get out of his slit and I discover the sheer size of it. It's big as an apple, at least.

• Damn… how can this thing fit inside you?

• I don't know… but it's fucking painful when this… ball at the base get out.

• A knot.

• What?

• It's a knot.

• Oh…. What's that for?

• Guess….

• I don't get it.

• To make it short it seals the hole you penetrate when you make love and ensure that none of what you're spilling inside would get out.

• Useful.

• You're almost making me jealous.

• Really?

• No… just kidding. Well… let's see what this little troublemaker has in store.

I close the gap between me and the thing and give it a quick rub, those fleshy barbs reveal themselves to be more sensitive than I imagined. What I just did is enough to make him moan and squirt some pre. I continue this ministration for quite some time, rubbing his flesh and barbs while my other hand is tugging at his knot. He is panting hard now, his cock constantly dripping pre.

• Stop… teasing me…. He grunt.

• Fine.

I grab a hold of his cock and I'm taken by surprise when he forcefully buck in my hand.

• Oh… it… it's so good.

From there I have almost nothing to do more than just holding his cock in my grasp, applying a bit of pressure on the bare flesh to keep him in the same state. He does all the rest,, forcefully and eagerly trusting and jerking his cock in my palm, grinding those barbs against my skin groaning from the sheer pleasure of it.

His breath his ragged, his pace is fast and furious as he hump my hand with wild abandon, lust clouds his eyes, his mind his numb with bliss. It's obvious he is unexperienced and let his instinct that drive him. With the way how he fuck my hand I don't even dare to imagine how it could be with a real hole. He would have ripped it open. His already forceful trusts become even wilder. Now he is just roughly humping my hand, his pace his completely irregular as he quickly come closer to an orgasm. With one final thrust he force his inflated knot in my hand, like he would do with any hole even though it's kind of useless now and with a loud growl he come. His cock throb hard in my grasp before long jets of white thick cum rain from his cock, pooling on the grass below. It last for a minute or two then end, cum weakly spurting from his tip.

• Thanks… Ordan…. He mumble.

• No prob….

He fall, his legs not holding him any longer But guess where he decide to fall. Yes… right onto my face, pressing me in the ground under his weight.

• Mmff… get up you gut sack.

• Good night…. He mumble before closing his eyes.

• No… no… no don't fall asleep you horny dickhead.

• I want to sleep.

• And I want to get out of there.

• Why… you make such a nice bed.

• Fuck you. Although I never asked for a cover.

• Not my problem.

Then this little bastardy… FALL ASLEEP… REALLY! GOD DAMN IT! What have I done to deserve this? Did I angered the gods? Are they making fun of me?

• Come on get up.

• Let me sleep.

• I'm gonna make new boots with your scales if you don't get up!

• Eat my cock. He grumble under his breath.

• What!?

• You heard me right eat my cock.

• You must be kidding me.

• No. If you suck my cock in this mouth of yours I'll let you go. After all you already touched it, so… what about a taste now.

• Get up or you're gonna end up with my sword in the ass.

• Oh… which one.

• This one! I roar, pulling my long sword from under him applying the sharpened edge on his throat. He gasp in surprise but, surprisingly I see a smile stretch his lips.

• You're not impressing me anymore.

Is this a trick of the light or are those eyes of his darker? This malicious smile on his face is really annoying.

• You want to play this game… fine… but I warn you, you're not gonna win.

• Let's see that.

I disappear and reappear on his flank.

• Tada!

• That's cheating!

• Who said there was rules?

I walk to the campfire and sit next to it.

• You know my offer is….

• No thanks….

• ok….

• Touching your cock… ok… I can do that… taking it and sucking it no. No offense but with what I saw I don't even want to try it.

• Ok.

He come closer and lie down next to me in his favorite position.

TO BE CONTINUED