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[b][u][center]Feral Company

For DrakeHavok

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Doru leaped over a pile of boulders, the lemur shaking his head as he heard it crack behind him. One of the monsters chasing him must have slammed right into it.

[i]That won’t stop him for long.[/i]

His tail twitching behind him, the striped lemur leaped forward, bouncing off of various tree trunks and other big rocks. Bang, bang, bang went the pursuing monsters, slamming their bodies into the trio of boulders he’d put between them, and the cracks of the rocks breaking apart filled the air.

He leaped for the trees, grabbing a branch and swinging himself forward, his heart hammering in his chest as he got some distance. Again and again, he swung himself upwards, using the momentum of the last swing to carry himself a bit further into the air.

Finally, he reached the top of a tree, and paused, the lemur panting for breath as he looked over his shoulder –

[i]BOOM![/i]

Just in time to see the rocks explode into tiny pieces. The lemur was almost blasted out of the tree at the sudden blast, rocking back so hard that he had to use his tail and his feet to keep hold of it. He hung upside down, panting for breath, as the creatures walked through the wrecked stones and onto the path again.

It was a whole pack of the bestial things, over a dozen of them. Each one was covered with gray-black fur, and moved like a great cat, slinky and gracefully. Their tails were barbed, though, tipped with a stinger that he knew from experience would lodge into the target and hold itself there while venom pumped into their bodies.

Yet that was only one of their weapons. Claws that could slice off branches with a flick of a wrist, teeth that could punch through iron, strength that would put an elephant to shame…and an intelligence that belied their bestial nature. He grimaced as he saw them sniffing at the air, two at the ground and two others towards the sky as the others started fanning out beneath him.

Doru shook his head, pulling himself back onto the branch. He resisted the urge to reach for his crossbow. While it had a powerful punch to it, he knew that he’d get two of them, maybe three, before the rest were upon him. The tree was only a barrier to them while they didn’t know where he was. As soon as they pinned down his location…

The lemur shook his head. No, better to catch his breath and then keep running. It was his only chance.

[i]You’d think they’d warn travelers going over these mountains…I suppose that innkeeper wasn’t quite as honest as he looked.[/i] Then again, the entire town had been less than pleasant. They seemed unnaturally prejudiced against him, eager enough to point out the way out of town, and none of them unhappy to see him go.

Pressing a hand to his chest, Doru felt that his heart had calmed down again. His throat was still dry, and he doubted that he’d be able to keep up the chase for more than another thirty minutes…but he had to try.

First, a distraction.

He carefully limbered up the crossbow, cocking it back and placing a bolt in the weapon. He didn’t like the idea of wasting ammunition, but if it bought him some time…

Aiming over the pack’s head, he shot it back and to the left, into a stand of trees further on the side of the mountain. The release of the bolt was silent enough – he’d paid heavily for that modification – but the impact was plenty loud as it slammed into a tree. The ears of the pack perked up, and…

[i]Only half?[/i]

The lemur bit his lip to keep from cursing. They were learning; he’d pulled that trick an hour ago, and had gotten the entire pack off of his tail then. They must have figured out that it might be the same thing again.

Still…six predators was better than the whole pack.

As soon as the others were well-away, he leaped to the next tree. The resulting crash and swish of branches slapping against each other called at the six on the ground, and the chase was one again.

#

Further up the mountain, a different predator waited. Armed with an intelligence that put the pack to shame, it watched from the upper levels of its lair, looking down the slope as a leaping creature rushed ahead of the [i]Seleran[/i] pack. Impressed by the acrobatics of the strange, striped thing, it smiled, laying its forepaws down in front of it.

The chase continued, with the creature whipping this way and that, and pulling ingenious stunts to get away from the pack. Leaping over rocks, putting whatever obstacles it could find in the path of its pursuers. Yes, the creature was quick and smart.

And strong, the predator noticed, as the flail came down and shattered a larger branch, leaving it to fall on one of the pack members’ heads. Quite the creative one, to time that right.

Despite all of the striped one’s tricks, however, it was losing ground. The pack had more members than the striped one could finish off, and the predator knew that the pack would bring their quarry down before long.

Unless…

#

Doru panted as he yanked his tail back, barely avoiding getting it severed by the monsters chasing him. He stumbled, almost falling, but caught his footing at the last second.

[i]How…long…can…they…run?![/i]

It was getting ridiculous at this point. The lemur’s lungs burned from exhaustion, and he didn’t know how much longer he’d be able to keep this up. His weapons, formerly the only source of comfort he had, felt like burdens that he wanted to throw away. Their weight pulled him down, slowed him down, but he didn’t dare discard them. If they caught him, he would not go down without a fight.

The light was fading, too, which couldn’t be good. They would probably be even better hunters, at night.

He glanced over his shoulder, past the cats, towards the sun. The lemur had thought that there were a few hours of daylight left; had he been wrong?

Not quite. The sun wasn’t fading so much as it was being blocked out. A great swirl of dark clouds filled the sky, and he saw the shadow of rain rapidly approaching. The lemur whimpered, already feeling the cold air of a rainstorm sweeping down over the slopes of the mountain.

It came on like a raiding party, swooping over them without warning. A torrential sheet of rain slammed into him and the pack, the water falling hard enough that it almost felt like a rain of fists rather than a rain of water. He grunted, almost knocked off of his feet as he was instantly drenched to the bone.

The pack slowed behind him, and he realized that they must have been getting even wetter than he was, their thick fur becoming more of a liability as they were weighed down.

[i]I might have a chance. I might have a chance…[/i]

Pulling at the last bit of energy he had, the lemur pushed his running as much as he could, running up the path towards the next large, rocky outcropping. The rumbles of lightning strikes in the making filled the air, and he knew that he couldn’t count on any other shelter but the rocky outcroppings. Trees would burn, and he couldn’t stay out in the open.

With the pack in hot pursuit, he reached the end of the path…and found himself staring into a cave. He looked back, seeing the felines slowly catching up with him, and looked down into the darkness.

[i]Certain death, or possible death…I’ll take the possible.[/i]

The lemur threw himself into the darkness, and immediately lost his footing. The ground fell away beneath him, immediately sloping downwards at an incredible rate. He rolled down the cave, falling into darkness as the pack snarled and growled behind him.

It was almost half a minute of rolling before the ground leveled out and he came to a stop. The lemur groaned under his breath and looked back the way he came. The entrance of the cave was quite a bit higher up than he expected, possibly as much as fifty feet up, and as he laid his hand against the slope, he shuddered at the incline. He could climb it, maybe, but it would take a lot out of him.

Still…none of the pack seemed willing to chase him down here. Which was good, in one way, and bad in another. What were they afraid of, down here?

He slowly turned around, looking deeper into the cave. The darkness was almost absolute, and even his eyes couldn’t pierce it. Curiosity lingered in the back of his head, but practicality said that the deeper he went into the cave, the less likely he would be to get back out again. Either darkness or whatever lived here would swallow him up alive, if he intruded.

A sudden swell of the storm outside sent rain peppering down on his back, and the lemur’s teeth chattered at the sudden cold.

“Well…in for a copper, in for a gold.”

He gathered up his possessions and started walking, keeping his eyes peeled for anything that might look a little more…threatening.

The growls and hisses of the pack faded away as he walked deeper into the cave, keeping his hand on one of the walls. The rock was surprisingly smooth, almost like it had been worn away by water in the past…or by something bigger. On closer examination, there were striations through the smoothness, making it feel like a patterned thing had worn away the sides over time. But what could be big and strong enough to do something like that?

Doru wasn’t sure how long he kept walking, but eventually, the cave lit up with the soft glimmer of firelight. He paused at the edge of the tunnel, looking at the way the light reflected off of the wall. The lemur took a deep breath, and knocked on the rocky wall.

“Pardon me, dweller in the cave, but may I partake of your fire?”

He desperately hoped that the fire meant that there was someone civilized here. The last thing he needed was something smart enough to make a fire and deadly enough to want to protect it.

There was a gap of a handful of seconds before he heard his answer, the response coming in a voice deep and growling, almost like it was coming through rocks.

“Come, but leave your weapons by the tunnel.”

“I would keep them, if I can persuade you.”

“I have heard such things before. Hunters come here, often enough.”

“…are you a beast?”

“Some might call me such.”

“I…have little choice but to beg your indulgence. I have been running from a pack of animals for hours, and I’m exhausted. Can I spend the night here?”

“…Perhaps. If you’re willing to pay the price.”

He didn’t like the sound of that, but at the same time, he didn’t have much in the way of options. Not while the storm was blowing so hard, and not when he had the pack to contend with if he left the cave. No, he had to give this stranger what he wanted…at least for now.

“I will leave my crossbow here. I ask that you allow me to keep my flail.”

“I can allow that. Come into the light.”

Doru nodded, slowly taking his crossbow down. He held it out into the end of the tunnel, letting whoever was out there see him lay it down, before stepping into the gap himself.

The lemur froze in place. Awaiting him beside a great bonfire…was a dragon.

#

Draconicon chuckled at the striped creature before him. Dressed in soaked silk, the small creature looked like he had been turned into more of a rat than the proud, bouncing thing that had eluded the pack. The black dragon folded his forelegs together behind the fire as he enjoyed the utter shock on the other’s face. It was…quite amusing, to say the very least.

[i]Then again, I have yet to meet someone that hasn’t been surprised to see me.[/i]

He let his great tail sway back and forth behind him, sweeping pieces of treasure this way and that along the cave floor. His nostrils flared, catching the smell of the storm he’d summoned, as well as the wet scent of the creature before him.

He chuckled, gesturing towards the fire.

“You may sit, for now. Warm, dry yourself.”

“You…I have never…”

“You have never seen a dragon before?”

The creature shook his head.

“Well, I have never seen a creature like you before. Striped and silly, in a way.”

“I’m a lemur.”

“Lemur…”

He rolled the word around in his mouth, and nodded.

“I will remember that.”

“I…Ahem. Perhaps I would be better off…further away in the cave. I don’t wish to intrude on you, after all, and there is plenty of room in this tunnel.”

“It will flood overnight. Please, come where it will be dry, and you’ll be warm and safe.”

“…I can’t help but feel this is a plan to eat me.”

The dragon chuckled, slowly getting to his feet. He knew that he was an intimidating sight, and the lemur’s stifled gasp was enough to confirm it. He was slightly bigger than a horse, which, perhaps, wouldn’t be the largest creature that this lemur had seen. However, he was long, more than fifteen feet from his nose to his tail, and as he spread his wings, he knew that his black-scaled form looked like some nightmare brought to life.

He stepped forward, putting one foot in front of another, until he straddled the bonfire. The flames licked along his belly harmlessly, doing nothing but warming him as he looked down at his guest. Leaning in further and further, he placed his head only a foot away from the stranger.

“If I wished to eat someone like you, little hopper, I would have done it when you entered the cave. But I have eaten, of elk and deer, of pig and rabbit. And I have little need for further food at the moment. What I wish now…is company. Company, and perhaps a little more, to pay for your stay in my cavern.

“The question is, will you accept that offer, or will you leave? I do not offer halfway measures.”

#

Doru shivered as the dragon leaned forward, every instinct in him telling him to grab his mace and smash the dragon in the face while he was close and off his guard. It would be his only chance in a fight…

But he didn’t. The lemur couldn’t bring himself to hurt someone so readily, not when he was being offered safe haven…and not when the dragon was making sense.

A part of him wondered if the dragon was weaving a spell of hypnosis upon him, with those milky white eyes and the way that they so enchanted him to look at, but the lemur discounted that. If there was a spell being woven, he would feel it. He had seen the magic users of the world, had been around them. There was always, always a tingle in the air when magic was afoot, and there was none of that now.

More, he knew that the dragon didn’t need to convince him to stay in order to eat him. The creature was big enough and powerful enough to force him down its gullet if it decided it was hungry.

Sense told him that the dragon was telling the truth, but it didn’t stop him from shaking as he approached the fire.

At least the warmth was comforting, though. He held out his hands, feeling the soaked feeling of his fur lift away. It was even better as the dragon laid on his side on the other side of the bonfire, the scales almost seeming to reflect the heat towards him. Doru smiled in thanks, and looked down at the flames.

Already, he could feel his fur warming and getting dry, and his clothes were reacting in the same way. He held his arms out, letting the sleeves warm through, before slowly turning to let his side get the same treatment.

Through it all, the dragon looked at him, and Doru did his best to avoid reacting to it. Being stared at was nothing new, but the way that this dragon did it…it felt different to the way that the townsfolk and villagers stared at him when he passed through. Less the accusing, ‘what will he do’ sort of stare, and more one of fascination.

He kept quiet for a handful of minutes, but after that, he couldn’t hold his tongue anymore, and cleared his throat.

“Do you mind?”

“No, do you?”

“In all honesty, yes. Why are you staring at me?”

“Because I’m imagining how you’ll look when you get out of your clothes.”

“Wha - you - I beg your pardon!? I have no plans of getting out of them.”

“Then I imagine that you have no plan of staying the night, either.”

“What are you talking about, dragon?”

“That is my price, little leaper. I told you, I wish for company, and that means…’company.’”

The dragon’s great, black tail swept around the fire, getting behind him before he could see it. The scaly length pushed him closer to the fire by about a foot, the flames soaring up above him, and leaving him burning from head to toe from the increased heat.

It didn’t help when the dragon pushed his head through the flames, those white eyes glimmering in the light, and the black scales doing likewise.

“The price I require is easy to pay. Simply take off your clothes, and do what I say. Otherwise, you have taken the comfort of my fire, and you may leave.”

He glared at the dragon, slowly standing up.

“You hide your terms behind blackmail, dragon.”

“Not at all. The choice is yours, as it ever would have been. The storm has cleared away the creatures, to a degree; your scent will not be caught if you choose to leave now. It is only the storm you will face, then.”

“A storm that will bring me to my knees in short order, with that ferocity.”

“It seems that your choice will be easy to make, then.”

“You…I…”

Doru knew that the heat on his face wasn’t entirely from the fire. There was most definitely a blush there. The last time that he had bared himself to…anyone, for that matter, had been years ago. There wasn’t much that a lemur could expect from people when he traveled so often.

“You need to learn a set of manners, dragon.”

“Perhaps. But I live alone, and have so few visitors. I must take my pleasures where I can.”

“Hmmph.”

“And by your smell, you haven’t had much in the way of pleasures in some time, either.”

“Nonsense. I –”

“At least with someone else.”

“…Your nose does you credit, dragon.”

“Heh, I suppose it does. Now, are you going to agree with my offer, or are you going to keep arguing?”

“…I would ask your name, first.”

“Hmm?”

The dragon pulled back through the fire, arching an eyebrow. A rogue tongue of flame seemed to lick along the dragon’s chin in the process.

“Why? To hand it over to another?”

“I…consider myself a respectable lemur. I wish to know who I would be showing myself to.”

“Then I will have your name in turn.”

“You first.”

“…Fair, I suppose. I am Draconicon.”

The name rung a bell in the back of the lemur’s head, but it was faint, a legend that he had heard when he was young. Nothing that mattered in this day and age. He nodded, and bowed slightly.

“I am Doru.”

“Good to meet you, Doru. Now…finally…yes, or no?”

“…Yes.”

“Goooooood.”

It almost felt like the cave was vibrating as the dragon said that, and the lemur blushed as he started working at his clothes, pulling at the little ties at his waist and the buttons of his shirt. The silk was still damp, so he was careful to avoid ripping it, but bit by bit, they came undone, and hit the cave floor.

He blushed as his shirt came off, revealing a wet, shiny chest. He was lean, but his long travels had built up his arms to be streamlined and muscular. His chest was hardened as well, and as he tensed his arms, he unconsciously put on a bit of a show. He stopped when he saw the dragon licking his lips.

His blush got worse as he tugged at his pants, dragging them off of his hips and letting them pool around his boots. They settled there, leaving him in a loincloth and his footwear, and he took a few deep breaths.

The sudden appearance of a claw pressing against the loincloth snapped him out of it in a hurry, leaving him almost jumping out of his skin.

“What are you doing?!”

“Hurrying you along.”

“I will do this at my own pace, thank you very much!”

“Hmmph…”

It wasn’t easy with a dragon watching him strip, even though he’d done most of it already. Doru bent forward, undoing the laces of his boots before tugging them off. His flexible feet had been damp before the storm, and they felt positively saturated now. He knew he’d want to dry them by the fire.

That just left…his loincloth.

He blushed as he reached down to it, the lemur looking up at the dragon one more time.

“Do I really…”

“If you want to stay here, yes.”

“You…”

He didn’t finish the sentence. He honestly wasn’t sure what to say at that point. Instead, he pulled at the strings holding it together, and the two leather flaps fell to the ground, exposing him.

Doru turned his head to the side as the dragon leaned in, trying to ignore the soft puffs of hot air over his crotch. The examination, the exposure…the poor lemur quickly felt himself starting to stiffen, his humanoid cock rising up from his crotch. Lifting over his balls, and then pointing upwards, he turned the reddest he had ever been when he felt it touch the dragon’s snout, the scales brushing over his tip making him bite his lip.

“Hmm hmmm, seems like a little lemur doesn’t mind being exposed.”

“You…I can’t help it…”

“And why is that, Doru?”

His response was bitten off as the dragon slowly ran a long, slender, slimy tongue along his cock. The lemur was almost lifted right off his feet, and remained on tiptoes as that tongue worked from his balls all the way to his tip. A long, slimy stroke, one that touched him everywhere along the underside of his cock, and lasted for nearly ten seconds.

He moaned despite himself, his cock throbbing hard from the simple touch, and he almost collapsed when the dragon’s tongue was pulled away. His breath came in heavy pants, and he looked down to see his cock dripping with dragon spit and slime. Draconicon chuckled.

“I was right, wasn’t I? So long without another’s touch…You seem a trifle desperate, to me.”

“Says the…says the one that…is extorting me into giving him something.”

“Oh, is it extortion when it’s something that we both want?”

Draconicon chuckled a bit, laying down on his side, and for the first time, Doru got a glimpse as to what the dragon was packing.

It was quite a fifth limb, he thought with a blush. The dragon’s shaft was slowly edging out of a slit beneath his belly, pushing further out as the lemur kept staring at it. His eyes got wider and wider as the shaft reached the length of his forearm, and kept on growing. It was like looking at a horse getting erect, except he imagined that horses would be jealous of that thing as it got closer to full size.

It stopped at two-thirds the length of his arm, though thankfully not quite so thick. He didn’t want to imagine how that would go, if he had to take that whole thing inside of him.

The lemur walked closer, kneeling at the dragon’s belly, his hands hovering around the tip of the shaft. It was so…so slick looking, wet and slimy with the slit fluids. The shaft looked so smooth, too, without the textures and veins that seemed to adorn the few others that he’d seen in his travels. His hands shook.

“Go on, Doru…touch it.”

He moved before he could think about it, the lemur grabbing the head of the dragon’s cock. He squeezed it, drawing a soft grunt from the bigger male, and he smiled as he started stroking, drawing droplets of pre-slime out of the dragon’s shaft.

“It seems…perhaps…I am not the only desperate one.”

“I have…something else you can do with your mouth, if you want to keep talking.”

“Heh…”

Despite his situation, Doru couldn’t help but smile a bit. It wasn’t ideal, he admitted – being made to do this rather than asking for it wasn’t something he had expected – but with how long it had been since he’d laid with someone else, he wasn’t feeling that picky. Not to mention, in a way, being made to do it was giving him an opportunity he would never have taken otherwise.

#

Draconicon hid his pleasure as he felt those soft hands on his cock. Fur and pads were normally rough, but this lemur seemed surprisingly good at tending to himself, at making himself a pleasurable thing for other people. The black dragon was happy to see that, and more happy to feel it.

His hind legs spread a little further as the little lemur started dragging his hands down his cock, the dragon moaning softly. It was one thing to be able to pleasure himself with his mouth, as he had done in the past. It was something else to feel the hands of someone so eager to bring him pleasure.

[i]Mmmph…that storm was worth creating...[/i]

Quite the expenditure of power, admittedly, but it had saved the lemur from the pack, and it had given him incentive to come to the cave. A place of safety, and a place, now, of pleasure.

He reached down with a forepaw, pushing at the back of Doru’s head. It only took a little pressure to nudge the lemur down towards his cock, and Draconicon moaned in bliss as he felt the head enveloped in something so warm, so wet. It was so much better than his own, and he flopped his head down against the cave floor in response. His hips twitched, bucking a few inches back and forth into the lemur’s mouth.

Despite the large amount of flesh left out of that, he didn’t care. It felt too good to simply not move, and as long as the head was tended to –

“Mmmph!”

The dragon bit his lip as he felt more of a grip along his cock, his eyes screwing shut for a moment at the pleasurable experience before he managed to look down again.

Doru had surprised him. In addition to sucking on the head, the lemur held him with hands and feet, all four grippers grabbing him and stroking him, squeezing him. He could feel the pleasure all along his cock, stroking him and making him get harder and harder, and making him ooze more and more pre down the lemur’s throat.

The dragon rolled onto his back, bringing the lemur with him. Much as he enjoyed the long, pleasurable strokes of all four things, he needed to take this further. He pulled the lemur’s legs back towards his head, and then spread them, letting him see the show down there.

To his pleasure, the lemur’s cock was fully erect, throbbing and eager. He chuckled to himself, leaning his head forward to drag his tongue along it. The taste of pre, salty and surprisingly strong, was a pleasant one, and as he dragged his tongue from the head to the base to the balls, he could feel the lemur shivering around his cock, his mouth trembling and his tongue almost vibrating.

But that wasn’t all Draconicon had planned.

He dragged his tongue further and further up, the long, slimy, feral tongue of a big dragon sliding towards the lemur’s rump. He tasted the sweat there, the soft metallic taste of a male’s rump filling his mouth. It was only incentive for what he was about to do.

His tongue was strong enough to part the cheeks on its own, and he slithered his tongue forward. Slick and wet with his spit, his tongue pressed against the lemur’s pucker…and slid in.

#

The lemur’s eyes went wide at the sudden penetration, Doru’s body going completely still as he felt himself getting opened up on something so slick and wet. Though the dragon’s tongue had looked a bit thin on his cock, feeling it going up his ass was something entirely different.

He squirmed and shivered on the dragon’s belly, panting and squirming as his cock oozed pre all over Draconicon’s stomach. That tongue worked its way in deeper and deeper, slithering into his body like some sort of enchanted tentacle, and working him over more and more the deeper it went.

Losing his grip on the dragon’s cock, he slumped forward, feeling the pre continue to drool over him like a waterfall. It was like a constant line of musky goo running all over his face, making him feel like an utter slut in a way. The lemur groaned as it drooled into his mouth, making him taste it again.

All the while, his cock throbbed and oozed as his ass was tongue-fucked by the big dragon, and he could do little but grab at the dragon’s scales, doing his best to hold onto reality as he was opened up. He panted and moaned, trying to find words, but there was nothing as his hole was fucked and filled with spit and slime.

Suddenly, the tongue pulled out, and the lemur shuddered, a long, high ‘aaaaaah’ pulled from his lips before he could stop it. His entire body trembled, feeling empty.

“Please…don’t…”

“You want more, Doru?”

“Gods…yes…”

“Heh…”

The dragon rolled over again, Doru feeling that spit running around his hole, making his ass cheeks feel so slick and wet. He groaned as he swore that his hole was left gaping from that tongue-fuck, but he didn’t care.

He knew what to do. He went to all fours, presenting himself, as the dragon loomed over him. Draconicon’s cock flopped down against his back, and he felt it running more than halfway up his spine. Some sensible part of him told him that this was a bad idea, that it would never fit, but it was steamrolled by his own rising lust. This long without someone, he wasn’t about to stop halfway.

“Do you submit to me, Doru?”

“Yes…I submit…”

“You will allow me anything, tonight?”

“Anything…anything you want…Please…”

“Then I’ll mark you, mark you as mine.”

Momentarily confused, the lemur’s question was answered as a bitter, hot smell filled the air, one that was followed by an increasingly powerful flow of heat down his back. Doru’s eyes went wide, but his cock throbbed all the harder as the dragon’s cock squirted piss over his back, and then down towards his ass.

He shivered as some of that golden spray hit his hole directly, the dragon finding a way to mark his insides. It splashed over his prostate, along the cheeks, before leaking out and down over his balls. Some of that hot spray splashed over his cock as well, the pressure from the feral dragon’s thick spray making his cock bob up and down and smack against his belly, where the smell started to stick.

It soaked into his fur, the bitter, almost burning smell making him groan. It wasn’t the most pleasant, but he was so far into his heated need that he didn’t care anymore. Anything that would give the dragon the reason to fuck him. Anything that would get that massive cock in his ass to take away that emptiness.

And slowly, the tip returned. He felt the fat head of the dragon’s cock rubbing against his ass, trying to press in. He felt it stretching him, felt it pushing on his hole more than it had before. It was hot, wet, and he needed it inside. He pushed back, feeling his rim protest, feeling it trying to fight.

[i]No…need it…need it…need it![/i]

With a grunt from the both of them, and a sudden thrust from the dragon, the head popped in. Doru’s eyes went wide, and he let out a silent scream. His hole felt like it was being stretched to its limits, and he had no idea if he could take it…but he wanted it.

And as Draconicon started to slowly rut him, sliding that cock deep inside, the pain started to fade, and he moaned as it started to feel…better.

#

[i]Twelve hours later…[/i]

The rut had continued all night long, with Draconicon smiling the whole way through. The feeling of such a tight, fuzzy rump working his cock – even if it couldn’t take the whole length – was something that he had missed far more than he’d thought.

He’d taken the lemur’s rump a total of four times, each time taking a full hour to actually climax, and each time filling the smaller male with enough cum to leave him with a small fountain coming out of his rump by the end of it. Draconicon had given him a chance to rest with each of those, letting his seed spurt out and watching the show.

He’d milked the lemur’s cock between their ruts, giving it plenty of attention and stimulation. Each time, he worked his cock around it in a different way, testing it, teasing it, and it was good to see it fountain every time, just as powerfully as the last.

He’d even tried out those lemur feet, letting them milk his shaft while the little male recovered between their ruts, letting him try something new. In all honesty, he’d found that to be just as good as the lemur’s hole, particularly after the second rut when it was loosened up for him properly.

Finishing up a second marking on the little leaper, Draconicon pulled away, relighting the fire before settling down by it. Doru, panting, joined him a second later.

“That…Are you going to do more?”

“It is morning now, Doru. You have paid your debt for the night.”

“I…see.”

“I can escort you off of the mountain, if you like; the creatures of the slopes will not bother someone that is in the care of a dragon.”

“Escort…Hmmm.”

The lemur sat down, his legs crossed and his stained soles – stained everything, Draconicon supposed – pointing upwards. The dragon chuckled to himself, his cock barely twitching at that, where the night before it would have roared to life.

“I have no urgent business, Draconicon. Would you be okay with the idea of me staying here for a few days?”

He arched an eyebrow.

“I – well, I don’t have any guests coming to visit. However, the price for your stay will be the same, every night.”

“I’m willing to pay that.”

Doru winked.

“As long as you’re able to claim it.”

“Oh…oh, I’ll be claiming it, little leaper.”

The dragon smirked to himself, leaning forward and dragging his tongue along the lemur’s cheek.

“I’ll be claiming it [i]quite[/i] thoroughly…”

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]