The Kobold and his Hoard: Chapter 2 by teryxc

The dinner with Mr. Moreau was going excellently. The research [i]Zane[/i] conducted on the brown bear told him he had an aggressive personality and total disgust for refined manners; if he had to choose between pork ribs and a 12-course meal, Antoine Moreau would ask for a beer before eating the ribs with his bare hands. That’s why [i]Zane[/i] arranged the dinner in the city’s most famous rib house.

“I won’t bet a dime on those Russian prototypes,” the bear laughed. The nasal tone of his voice wasn’t that notorious. “I ‘eard some nasty rumors about them.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t see them as a threat. Not like Japan. They always seem to be one step ahead,” [i]Teryx[/i] shrugged.

“And yet you’re still in the market,” Antoine sucked the BBQ sauce from his fingers, then threw a suspicious look at the other tables while leaning forward to speak in a murmur. “You’re a threat to them. So I would suggest start selling your products there,” he threw himself back on the chair and slapped his belly. “But you didn’t ‘ear it from me.”

No one really cared about the noisy restaurant. All the other tables were busy with their own meals, and the country music coming from the speakers made it hard for words to travel farther than 3 feet. It was a perfect way to keep privacy without having to worry too much, and the ambience opened the door for a more casual conversation, an excellent relief from the stress of the day. [i]Zane[/i] chose a restaurant that worked in [i]Teryx[/i]’s favor.

“I wouldn’t mind a trip to Japan. I heard the food there is incredible,” [i]Teryx[/i] took a sip of beer, looking straight at the brown bear.

“Mmmm, yeh, it ish,” Antoine replied, his maw full of meat. Large chomps from those vicious fangs tore the meat out of the ribs with no care or effort. After swallowing, he threw the bone into a small bucket and licked the sauce from his lips. “A lot of fish. And the street food is spectacular. Best one I’ve tasted,” he paused to pull off his tie, and that’s when something made him flinch. Eyes wide open at first, then narrowed in a lewd smirk that [i]Teryx[/i] didn’t doubt to return. “But I think you’d prefer another type of dish.”

“What can I say? I like to try everything at least once. It might surprise you what you’re missing,” the dragon replied, leaning on the table so his words could only be heard by the bear before him.

“I wonder what he’s thinking,” [i]Zane[/i] repeated in his head.

He knew what was going on under the red-and-white-checkered tablecloth. [i]Teryx[/i] had his paw on Antoine’s crotch, teasing the bear’s manhood into getting fatter under the expensive black trousers. And judging by his expression, it was working.

His appetite truly was bottomless. [i]Teryx[/i] couldn’t go three days without fucking someone; whether it was [i]Zane[/i] or a stranger, the dragon had to breed a hole. But the buff dragon wasn’t happy with just that. And when he found out he could dominate partners and competitors differently, his sexual life got a little more… risky and exciting. After all, nothing says “my company is better than yours” better than fucking someone’s ass before making a deal.

The dragon was well aware that words and charisma alone wouldn’t always do the job—especially with males. But a “soul swapping” spell wasn’t the only trick under his sleeve. That’s why [i]Zane[/i] poured some drops of a special potion on the bear’s beer without him noticing. His intention wasn’t to drug Antoine; all it did was make him more “open” to a sexual experience regardless of his partner’s gender, but his decision-making process remained untouched. So even under the effect [i]Teryx[/i] still had to seduce him—not precisely a hard task.

Why would he risk doing something like that? An encounter of that nature could put his and the company’s reputation at risk if someone finds out. However, [i]Zane[/i] never dared to question how unethical his behavior was. [i]Teryx[/i] was the CEO and his Master, the little kobold had no right to tell him what to do. Not to mention how hypocritical it would be from him.

Sitting against the wall in the booth, [i]Zane[/i] looked at the raging boner in his black trousers. Just knowing what his Master was doing with the bear had him very excited. His maw watered in anticipation for what he knew was coming. Did Mr. Moreau know it too? He probably had an idea, judging by the smirk on his round maw. But not a single fantasy of his would come close to what the horny dragon had in mind.

The strong smell of the ribs and sauces acted as a blessing in disguise, keeping at bay the musk of two horny studs coming from under the table. They seemed unaffected by it, unlike [i]Zane[/i], whose fingers twitched in desperation as the scent got stronger and stronger. God, what would he’d give to sneak under it and suck them both right there. [i]Teryx[/i]’s musk always had that effect on him—his own smell was “different” while under the control of a different soul, and he loved it. His claws pierced the red vinyl covering the seat while the two studs continued his discrete game of looks and their cocks throbbed hard under the table, both begging their release.

This teasing contest continued for 10 more minutes. Even cleaning the meat out of all ribs turned into a lascivious act that drove [i]Zane[/i] crazy. The little kobold disappeared on the first opportunity he had under the excuse to “bring the car”, hoping those seconds alone were enough to calm down, as he still had to drive back home. He needed all of his focus for the trip back home.

The couple of businessmen boarded the backseats moments later and, under the privacy of the polarized crystal, threw themselves into each other’s arms began a passionate kiss. [i]Zane[/i] looked at them in the rearview mirror, then put the vehicle in motion.

It was so noisy back there. [i]Zane[/i] tried adjusting the mirror so he didn’t have to see them, but the sound of their slobbery kiss said more than the reflection and only tempted the little kobold into turning back. The use of a special chair and pedal extenders to drive didn’t carry the same humiliation as having to hear their huffs and moans as they stopped to take air, before going back to the wet slurps from their tongues fighting passionately with each other.

All the sounds from outside disappeared. The weak vibration of the vehicle running over the asphalt faded down. [i]Zane[/i] felt like floating as his focus centered on the nasty studs behind his seat, taking off their expensive suits as the BMW drove across the city on their way back home. He didn’t need to look back to know [i]Teryx[/i] was in control of the situation, with those huge hands undressing his prey, leaving him vulnerable. He knew that touch—better than anyone, he dared to think. [i]Teryx[/i] did the same to him so many times. And yet, he was… jealous.

“Do you thi-think this is right…? He’s listening…”

His sharp ears caught Antoine’s voice. His submissive side was coming to float.

“Don’t worry about him. That’s not important right now,” [i]Teryx[/i] replied.

[i]Zane[/i] dared to adjust the rearview mirror until he had a clear view of the couple behind him. Their passionate act would make anyone jealous. Intense, loud, just two males disconnected from the rest of the world, leaving behind their shame to satiate those low instincts improper for people of their class. [i]Zane[/i] tested by clearing his throat and was unsurprised that none of them reacted, already too involved in the act to stop.

While not patient, they at least had the dignity to take their clothes with care, and with that, nothing was in the way of their musk, which only got thicker inside the already hot car. Drops of sweat ran down his nape, and his little hands clenched to the wheel. He was so tempted to pull his zipper down to please himself with the orchestra of moans if only the vehicle didn’t require both hands on the wheel to keep it steady. [i]Zane[/i] was trapped, forced to be a witness of his Master’s debauchery, a dragon so proud he wouldn’t allow anyone to take control over him—even as a bottom, [i]Teryx[/i] always kept full control of the situation.

The trip felt eternal. They didn’t stop at any chance, fully naked with their cocks leaving pre stains over the fancy leather seats. [i]Teryx[/i] even moved to the right to give [i]Zane[/i] a much better view of the action, teasing the hopeless kobold who couldn’t do anything else but drive. It was as if [i]Teryx[/i] was telling him “You wish you could be here, but you can’t”. The humiliation only made it more exciting.

Several minutes later, the vehicle drove into the underground parking lot of [i]Teryx[/i]’s building. He had a designated space on the first level but still ordered [i]Zane[/i] to drive down to the third one and park at the farthest corner. Dark and isolated, he knew exactly what the huge dragon had in mind, and still followed his commands without questioning the risk of it.

The engine died. The lights went off. A sepulchral silence only broke by the sound of one door being opened, then closed, and the rushed steps of two males too horny to think properly.

“Nggh… Mr. Commodore, w-who would have t-t-thought you were so kinky…?” Antoine moaned as the dragon dragged him to the front of the vehicle.

“What’s life without a little risk? I feel you think the same,” [i]Teryx[/i] replied.

The brown bear was about to say something else when [i]Teryx[/i] interrupted by throwing him against the hood of the vehicle. The metal was still hot and the lack of care from his partner didn’t seem to bother him; all the contrary, he threw a seductive growl and looked over his shoulder at the naked dragon who had his huge hands already kneading his buttocks energetically. “In this market, everything is about risks, Mr. Commo-ACK!” A loud spank echoed across the entire parking lot.

“It’s ‘Daddy’ for you,” [i]Teryx[/i] ordered with words that came out like punches. “Don’t you dare to forget it.”

That should have been a breaking point for anyone, but after the intense session in the backseat, Antoine was no longer thinking straight. Between his smooth words and the toxic musk, [i]Teryx[/i] got him right where he wanted: vulnerable and submissive, ready to accept whatever he had in mind. And that control wasn’t just sexual…

The dim lights above were the perfect illumination for the show happening before his eyes. [i]Zane[/i] swallowed when his Master finally took the initiative and pushed his cock inside Antoine’s hole. There was no need for lube with all the pre covering it, but that didn’t make it any easier for the horny bear, whose anal virginity was being taken by the massive dragon. Aware of that, [i]Teryx[/i] took his time for Antoine to adapt; he was clearly in no rush, despite the place chosen for his depraved act.

“Look at him, pet… and don’t dare to look away.”

Those words were for them. Both bear and kobold fixated their sight on each other. [i]Zane[/i] was baffled by the twitchy expression from the bear as more of [i]Teryx[/i]’s cock invaded his tight hole. One inch after another, provoking in him a pleasure he had never felt before. Fangs gnashed to stop any moan from coming out. A tear rolled down and disappeared in the brown fur of his cheek, the pain unable to stop his lust at that point.

“Good boy, goooood boy. We don’t want anyone else but that cute kobold to see what we’re doing,” [i]Teryx[/i] praised his bear for staying quiet.

He was doing an excellent job, keeping his ass relaxed to make it easier for him to penetrate his body. The caresses and spanks offered more than enough comfort, and soon the pain disappeared from his expression, making room for a silly smile with the tongue out, a perfect reflection of how intense the pleasure was.

And [i]Zane[/i] witnessed every second of it. The kobold didn’t even dare to remove his hands from the wheel, even after his Master began to move his hips. He fucked Antoine in a lovely way, keeping a slow pace so he wouldn’t hurt him. His face showed no sign of lust or control. Those big hands explored how sensitive the bear was, his finger swam through the thick brown fur of his back and the sides of his belly. [i]Teryx[/i] was making love to Antoine, treating him like an equal during those brief initial minutes. Yeah, he would go back to his dominant attitude at any moment, but that didn’t stop [i]Zane[/i] from feeling… jealous. He was always used by the dragon. What right did that bear have to make love with him? Not even an offense of that magnitude got a reaction out of the kobold, who was too embarrassed to admit how much he enjoyed the scenario.

What a dirty show that was. As the minutes passed by, and the bear got used to [i]Teryx[/i]’s size, the dragon thrusted harder and faster. Subtle and discreet, Antoine didn’t notice what was happening until the slaps echoed across the floor. His expression continued changing, devolving into a dumb, almost mindless beast, until he couldn’t hold [i]Zane[/i]’s look anymore.

The kobold continued watching. He watched and envied the pleasure. He craved for that same passion [i]Teryx[/i] put into each thrust, his dominance and virility, that his moans were for him and no one else. The leather covering the wheel was beyond repair by the constant, uncontrollable scratches of his sharp claws. And there was nothing he could do, for while it bothered him to see him fuck someone else, it was also exciting to be a silent, powerless witness. Being put aside, humiliated, forgotten next to a total stranger that had no right to enjoy his Master. The kobold loved it. And the dragon loved that too, [i]Zane[/i] knew it after being caught by the flames coming through his eyes.

“I think we… we can leave the formalities behind…” [i]Teryx[/i] said between huffs. His saliva was covering Antoine’s lower back, and the pace of his thrust lowered to give the bear and him some time to rest and recover their breath. “This is just one… of many benefits that come with our partnership…”

Antoine, grateful with the pause—for as short it could’ve been—, took a deep breath and gave the dragon a hand by spreading his buttocks.

“… throw a monthly fuck into the deal and sign it with your cock,” he mentioned with a challenging tone that not even [i]Zane[/i] believed, one last desperate attempt to save whatever manliness was left on him.

[i]Teryx[/i] made sure to crush it along with his prostate and immediately returned to the same savage rhythm, to which Antoine couldn’t help but moan loudly in response. It didn’t matter anymore if they were found. [i]Teryx[/i] wanted to show him how much of a submissive slut he was. The dragon was above him, in absolute control of him, his pleasure, and his company. His passionate thrusts were his way of telling him HexaRobotique already belonged to him.

But [i]Zane[/i] looked beyond that. The kobold witnessed two males leaving dignity behind to satiate their most basic instincts in a cold parking lot. Money and luxury meant nothing in a moment when lust guided their actions, forcing them to ignore logic and prudence under the certainty that nothing bad would happen to them. A more-than-appropriate conclusion, proved by the guard that went to investigate the sounds and instead turned off his flashlight and stood behind a pillar to jerk off to the one-in-a-lifetime show given by them.

Faster. Harder. Louder. [i]Teryx[/i] put all of his might into each thrust, reducing Antoine to a squirming, sweaty mess of brown fur, who had his face pressed against the hood to escape from the meticulous eyes of the kobold occupying the driver’s seat. He finally became conscious of his place, one that he accepted with joy. He was a mere sex toy for the reptile that was giving him a pleasure that no female had offered him before. Was this what gay males experienced? Was this pleasure even real? [i]Teryx[/i] fucked not just his ass but his mind, each thrust pushed him into a hole from which he wouldn’t be able to come back.

The breaking point for Antoine finally came when his prostate could no longer resist the intense beating. [i]Teryx[/i] pulled him up from the hair and fucked the cum out of him, giving him the orgasm of a lifetime. The poor, horny, ruined bear moaned like a maniac while his cum bathed the hood and windshield with thick ropes of thick and steamy bear seed. [i]Zane[/i] flinched at the intensity of his climax and the impact of his cum against the crystal; it made him feel dirty, even if it didn’t fall over him. He noticed in the bear’s expression how maddening those seconds were to him, a victim of the type of pleasure that can break a man. It was clear Antoine Moreau was damaged beyond repair, a straight male converted into a hungry cocksucker thanks to [i]Teryx[/i].

The silent aftermath lasted over two minutes. Both sweaty males didn’t move, their legs too sore to respond and too stiff to give up under the weight. The mess of cum and sweat created a musk that extended across the three underground levels. The guard had a hard time leaving the scene, tempted to walk forward in hopes to lick the cum from the bear’s cock; fuck, even from the hood if that gave him a chance with the dragon. And[i] Zane[/i] remained quiet in his seat, conflicted by what he just witnessed.

When [i]Teryx[/i] finally pulled out, his cock was still hard and throbbing. All the pre covering it gave the illusion he came along with the bear, but no cum came out of his ruined hole.

“[i]Zane[/i], take the car to my spot and meet me at the study,” the dragon said. He was already helping Antoine to get up. “And be sure to bring something to drink too.”

The little kobold obeyed. He waited until his Master took the elevator, holding the bear so he wouldn’t fall on his wobbly legs, then drove back to the first level, where [i]Teryx[/i] had his spot. The diligent pet took his time to fold properly the clothes left on the backseat, too weak to resist the urge to sniff at his Master’s underwear, completely soaked from the pre; he did the same with Antoine’s, as humiliating as that might have been. And with his job done, the kobold took the elevator to the eighteenth floor and walked into his Master’s house.

They were already joking by the time [i]Zane[/i] walked in with two glasses of cold water. The size of the study room matched the main bedroom, with large bookcases to cover the sky-blue walls and filled with the books Teryx and Zane had read during their lives. A circular crystal chandelier provided enough light for the bear to read the details of their partnership. He was resting on the large sofa, legs stretched and his paws resting on top of a cushion. For an instant, [i]Zane[/i] felt disgusted for seeing a stranger laying in the same place [i]Teryx[/i] had fucked him before, yet he expressed nothing as he handled the glass.

“Thank you,” the bear said, his eyes fixated on [i]Zane[/i]’s bulge as the kobold moved to the desk.

Before he could reach his Master, [i]Teryx[/i] got up from the reclining chair to meet with [i]Zane[/i]. The little kobold evaded his glance, ashamed of the envy still burning inside him; he even ignored the sight of his cock still hard and the musk coming from it. But after [i]Teryx[/i] knelt in front of him, [i]Zane[/i] had no other choice but to face him. Before the tears could run down his cheek, his Master gave him a soft caress to comfort him, letting him know he was conscious of what was bothering him.

“You’re an open book to me. I’m sorry if I crossed a line,” he said in a whisper.

[i]Zane[/i] wasn’t sure of what to say. He sobbed silently, already lost in the crimson eyes that he had seen multiple times. He recognized when the dragon truly felt sorry for his actions, for as he could be cruel and ruthless, but still cared deeply for the pet that allowed him to use his body. And it was during those brief moments of weakness when [i]Zane[/i] got some clarity about their own deal, that moment at which he accepted changing bodies with the real Kobold.

The dragon began to take [i]Zane[/i]’s trousers down, freeing a manhood that had been craving some space since the moment they started.

“You know I keep my seed for you,” [i]Teryx[/i] continued. With an arm sweep, he made some room on top of the cherry wood desk. “I’m pretty pent-up right now, I hope you don’t bother if I last less than usual,”

Without asking for his permission, [i]Teryx[/i] put [i]Zane[/i] face up on the desk and raised his legs. The kobold was at the perfect height for [i]Teryx[/i] to fuck him right there.

“Ack!” His whines came immediately after feeling his Master pushing his ridged cock against his hole. [i]Zane[/i] looked briefly at him, then at the bear, his turn to witness the show. And that conflict again pressed on his chest, a strange mixture of humiliation and pleasure that became too dense for his heart to handle.

[i]Teryx[/i] was desperate for his climax. With little preparation, he pushed his cock into the kobold’s small body. It wasn’t something he couldn’t take, he knew that, but that didn’t stop [i]Zane[/i] from gnashing his fangs in pain when the first inches made it through. His Master offered some comfort by rubbing his thighs while he pulled the small reptile into his length. And the pet took it despite his discomfort, conscious that [i]Teryx[/i] was holding himself up.

“Don’t be so rough with the kid. You’re gonna break it,” the bear said.

But his words didn’t reach the shaky dragon. He only had eyes for [i]Zane[/i] at that moment, his little and vulnerable pet, always diligent and ready to serve. He had been like that from the very first time they met when the real Teryx offered to listen to the rants of a little Zane who no one took seriously. And he did the same for the dragon who lacked the courage to fulfill the expectations others had put on him. They helped each other in a very twisted way, but the most grateful for that was [i]Teryx[/i].

That’s why the dragon showed his appreciation in the best way he knew. That ferocity, his untamed passion, the full extent of his lust, that was [i]Zane[/i]’s privilege, something no other sexual partner has felt. That was his gift, his way of saying thank you. And sometimes [i]Teryx[/i] wondered if the little kobold knew that.

[i]Zane[/i] knew the answer. Hidden in the depths of his soul he was fully conscious of the love he felt for the dragon, a feeling completely new to him and hidden by the twisted magic that had put them in different bodies. His subconscious led him to obey, following that sincere feeling that acted like a moving lighthouse in the middle of the sea, always visible but far from his reach. During those intimate moments, the light shone brighter, fed by [i]Teryx[/i]’s passion. It was his lust that made him lose the way again. The little arms failed to reach the fluffy cheeks. His tears of joy made the dragon’s image blurry. And the young kobold lost himself in the intense fucking before he could reach his light.

The wood creaked under the strength of [i]Teryx[/i]’s thrust. A drooling beast blinded by lust, he showed no mercy after stretching [i]Zane[/i]’s insides with the girth alone of his manhood. Both reptiles clenched to the desk, victim already of the constant scratching caused by an unbearable pleasure. [i]Zane[/i] looked down to see the little bulge appearing and disappearing with each thrust, proof of how deep his Master was digging. A shaky hand reached for it, finding joy in how it came up and down. It told him how much [i]Teryx[/i] was into it, how much he wanted to breed him.

And his wish quickly came true. Loyal to what he said, the dragon reached a climax that was already knocking at the door. With a final thrust, [i]Teryx[/i] made the study tremble with the potency of his roar, while the kobold had his insides filled to the brim with thick dragon cream. The bulge on his belly got slightly bigger and warmer. His mind melted from the pleasure, forgetting even how to moan. All he did was watch and listen in disbelief as the cum burst out of his hole, despite the fat cock inside him.

Antoine watched the show in silence, rubbing his cock to get it hard again. The contract rested on the circular table in front of him, already signed. When [i]Teryx[/i] calmed down, he took his chances and approached him from behind. [i]Zane[/i] was too exhausted to care about the hug given by the bear and passed out without listening to what he had to say.

“What a stud you are, Daddy…”

His large hands played with his sensitive pecs, drawing circles in the sweat covering the smooth scales.

“I just… I just love fucking…” [i]Teryx[/i] replied, carefully pulling his cock out of [i]Zane[/i]’s hole. The mess it made didn’t seem to bother the bear behind him, who instead took a deep breath from that intoxicating musk. A sigh of relief followed when Antoine took captive the sensitive cock, still hard and covered in cum.

“I feel that. What a shame I can’t enjoy it the same way he did,” Antoine mentioned, looking at the sleepy kobold.

[i]Teryx[/i] slid free from the bear’s grip and carried [i]Zane[/i] to the sofa. The kobold had earned a day off after that excellent performance; a visit to his favorite spa sounded like a good reward. He then looked back at the submissive bear, his cock hard and leaking.

“I did say my cum was just for him,” [i]Teryx[/i] repeated, holding Antoine by the chin. “But you can have some of it if I use it as a lubricant.”

The bear growled and gave his back to the dragon, leaving over the desk. “I’ll make you cum inside of me one of these days.”

“What a nasty pup you are,” [i]Teryx[/i] mentioned with a lewd smirk growing on his face.

[i]Zane[/i] remained asleep for the rest of the night, unaware of what the other two did in the study and the rest of the apartment.

The bear left in the middle of the night, his legs wobbling and cum still dripping out of his ruined hole. [i]Teryx[/i] went back for [i]Zane[/i]. His little pet looked so comfortable; they never kept the rings on during the night, but he didn’t have the heart to wake him up. “We can make an exception tonight,” [i]Teryx[/i] said and carried his kobold to bed, where they cuddled together to sleep.

[i]Zane[/i] was the first one to wake up the following morning. It took him by surprise to still be inside the kobold, but decided not to do anything about it. His Master was next to him, his regular wheeze now a loud snore that [i]Zane[/i] still found adorable. He went back to sleep in the dragon’s arms, and when both were awake, instead of discussing what happened the night before, [i]Zane[/i] suggested they stay swapped a little longer. [i]Teryx[/i] was happy to oblige.

None of them noticed the faint glow coming from the rings after [i]Zane[/i] said that.

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