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Deep breaths Jamie, no need to panic, the opossum said to themselves. They stopped with a dragon at the door to his apartment. The dragon's name was Landen, and Jamie only met him an hour ago.

It was, frankly, bizarre. Jamie went out this morning in leggings and a hoodie, nothing too flirty or unusual for them. They took coffee at a café near their apartment, and while the brunette haired possum drank their coffee, a smooth, smoky voice asked, “Mind if I sit at this table with you?"

It was Landen. A dragon with a stripe of navy hair that went from between his horns to down his back to his tail. He had bat like ears, this purple front covered up by a shirt worn just a little too tight, and a black, leathery hide. He wore a red leather jacket that matched the striking red of his eyes and a spiked collar around his neck. He looked much too hot and much too cool to give Jamie the time of day.

There were open tables around the café. This dragon wanted to talk to them.

“Sure," Jamie said, dumbfounded.

Landen had taken a seat, introduced himself, and an hour later they were here.

The dragon opened his apartment door and stepped inside. He took off his jacket and tossed it on a couch near the door. Jamie stepped inside and took in the small apartment. Living room to kitchen, a nook between the two that hosted a computer desk and a “hallway" on one end that led to bathroom and bedroom.

Jamie asked as he shut the door, “You live alone?"

“Yeah, not really my style to share space." Landen turned and moved into Jamie's space. The opossum's head ended at the dragon's chest. They were face to pec when a claw touched their jaw. Landen smirked down at them. “You know why I brought you here, don't you?"

“Uh… um…"

Those red eyes… they did not quite flash but Jamie swore they saw a pulse of light from them.

Of course Jamie knew why the dragon brought them here. Why did anyone pick up a stranger and take them back to their apartment? Landen was going to break them—

Wait, Landen wanted to break Jamie? What did that mean? Why had Jamie thought—

Landen kissed them. The possum froze up—almost playing dead. Those lips were warm and soft and teased Jamie's open before a forked tongue pushed inside. They tasted the morning's coffee and something else on the dragon. His saliva tasted… good? The dragon's long, dexterous muscle practically wrapped around Jamie's, and when it squeezed their tongue Jamie quivered. Their breath got caught in their chest. Landen tasted so good. Intoxicating. Jamie needed more. They leaned deeper into the kiss.

A powerful hand grabbed a fistful of the possum's soft butt, and Landen broke the kiss. He asked, “You feel good, don't you?"

Jamie shivered with heat and pleasure. They never got so worked up before from a kiss. They said, “Uh huh."

“You trust me?"

“Sure."

“You want more?" Landen asked, sharp red eyes boring into the opossum's.

“Hehe," Jamie giggled, “You want me to beg?"

“Not yet, dear. Just answer."

“Yes," Jamie answered. They felt buzzed. Drunk? No, that wasn't quite right. They felt far too light right now.

Those eyes pulsed again. “Don't fight this then," Landen ordered.

“Okay…" Jamie trailed off. Landen really did have wonderful eyes. The dragon nodded back into the apartment. “Bedroom?"

Landen led Jamie by the hand into that other room. There was an old thrifted dresser, an open closet overflowing with clothes, and a queen sized bed. Jamie snickered and pointed at it, “How did you fit that in here?" It practically swallowed the rest of the room.

“Oh, movers did."

“Haha, movers…" Jamie blinked as they watched Landen strip. Why was that so funny? Something felt off. “Why am I so…" but Jamie could not finish his thought with the dragon naked in front of him.

Landen was muscular and tone. His leathery, purple front went down to a plump set of balls and a slit with a maroon cocktip already peeking out.

“You're hot."

Landen smirked. “It's my saliva, well, part of it. I'll explain the other part after we finish."

“Why are you into me?" Jamie asked. All their inhibitions were fogged over, so they no longer feared Landen's answer.

“You got good curves, cute face—always had a soft spots for rodents."

Jamie's head cleared up a little at the mistake, enough to snap, “I'm a marsupial!"

“Yeah possums, right, sorry. And, you just looked like no one was going to miss you for the next week."

Jamie cocked their head. “Miss me?" Normally klaxons should have been blaring in their skull, but right now they did not seem bothered by the comment.

Landen's eyes pulsed again and any more thoughts were dashed like water throwing itself across sand. The dragon suggested, “Isn't it about time you take your clothes off?"

Really wasn't fair to just let Landen stand in the nude. Unless the dragon wanted to fuck Jamie in their clothes. But really Jamie wouldn't need to wear clothes for some time. They stripped off their leggings and threw the hoodie in a corner. The opossum's soft, creamed-coffee fur obscured their belly a bit, but it was still obvious they were a little chubby. Why they always wore things that hid that, except on those rare days they felt good about their body. Their bottom half they did not mind showing off: modest uncut cock with good-sized balls and a soft, full ass that still tingled from Landen's previous touch.

The dragon's eyes roved Jamie's body in such a way they actually started to blush. They hugged their arms around themselves and muttered, “I know I'm not—"

“You're perfect," Landen said, and the possum's blush deepened.

He crossed the room and flung Jamie onto the bed. They landed with a squeak with the dragon over them. He nuzzled into the possum's neck and took a breath of their scent. Some predator/prey part of Jamie's brain got horribly excited by that. Landen dragged his tongue up their neck, and the possum moaned.

“How experienced are you?" Landen growled, teeth nipping the underside of Jamie's jaw.

“Uh, w-what?"

“Look at me," Landen ordered and their eyes met. Another pulse of light. Jamie wondered if those eyes glowed in the dark. The dragon said, “I see you're not a stranger to anything, use a toy regularly."

“Um… yes?" Jamie said. The bizarre query, and the fact Landen just knew was rousing the possum's senses again. “What's going on?"

Landen growled. “It's mating season for my kind. Or about to be," the dragon said. He had stopped and now sat up over Jamie. “Since I'm single, I don't want to knock someone up. So starting tomorrow I'm going to hole up for a week, and you're going to keep me from going out."

“Uh…" Jamie's mind raced with what they would be doing for that entire week.

“I assure you will enjoy all of it."

“That's why you asked all those questions at the coffee shop," Jamie said. Landen had been smooth and charming at the time. Questions about roommates and partners seemed flirtations that probed at their availability, asking about Jamie's current employment just casual introductory conversation. The possum had no pets, no roommates or partners, and right now they were in between jobs.

“Are you okay with this?"

The possum looked up and down the dragon again. Had being in a rut really made them the perfect candidate for this dragon? “Do you really think I'm attractive?"

“You were the first person that caught my eye today. I just got lucky you met my criteria."

“So you're not just into me because I'm a loser?" Jamie asked.

The dragon's brow furrowed. “Who called you a loser?"

The possum sighed. “Shit, I'm ruining the moment. Were you originally going to tell me after you fucked me?"

“Yes, but you seemed reticent." Landen offered Jamie a hand. The dragon helped the possum sit up and the two sat on the bed together. Jamie's head had cleared up a bit. The dragon said, “Any other questions? You're really nice, and I think I like you—"

“Think?"

The dragon rolled his eyes.

Dammit, Jamie, why are you being so weird? The possum thought, This is the hottest person to ever be into you!

“You're in a weird head space," Landen said. He got up, “Perhaps this was a mistake."

Jamie held up their hands, “Wait! I'm, um, I like you, too. I just can't really believe someone, a dragon especially, would be interested in me."

“What does being a dragon—"

“Uh, I just mean," Jamie quickly babbled, “Dragons are all so cool and hot. You've got all these like powers and weird enigmatic stuff. And you can fly! You have wings."

Landen stared at Jamie a moment. “You've never known a dragon before, have you?"

The possum cringed.

Landen sighed. “I was a scrawny nerd pariah in high school, you know? If I ever used any of my powers kids would come after me with pitchforks."

“Oh, I'm sorry. I actually know what that's like," Jamie said. “Didn't really fit in much, either."

Landen massaged his temples. “It's fine…"

“Is it?"

“Forget it," the dragon growled and Jamie shrank away again. “Look, I'm still up for this if you are. I promise once I start you really won't want anything else. But I don't want you to accuse me of kidnapping you a week from now."

“I won't," Jamie said, brow knitting with determination. “I want this."

“Okay… starting over…" Landen approached the bed again, crouched so he was eye level with the possum. His eyes glowed again. “Good, I can tell you want this." He stood, clawed hand on the back of Jamie's head. He led them toward the dragon's slit. The arousal of the moment had been totally lost. So Landen's sex currently was a purple mound tinged with a red blush at the surface of its flesh. Jamie's nose rubbed against the top of the sex and their nose twitched. A deep, savory musk teased at their senses. The possum started to drool, did not need to be told to drag their tongue against the sex.

Jamie's cock began to twitch with life. They pressed their lips to the slit. Made out with it. Wet kisses became searching probes of the tongue. Landen's slit was salty, a bit bitter, very masculine and made Jamie's tongue tingle. They lapped up against those wet walls, muscle swirling around the nub of the dragon's cock. It began to engorge. Jamie happily sucked when the tapered head pushed into their maw. The wet suction made the dragon sigh. The possum could tell they did a good job. They looked up, and Landen's eyes flashed again. Something in Jamie's skull sizzled; their muscles went slack. They were a good pet. They were going to suck and worship this cock and thank it for breaking them.

The draconic shaft ballooned in size. It quickly swelled and filled Jamie's muzzle. They strained to keep their lips against Landen's slit. Cock began to slip into Jamie's throat. The flesh throbbed and a spurt of precum dribbled down their gullet. The possum practically squealed. Their body's need swelled rapidly, and soon enough they panted through their nose. They wanted to stroke themselves, but Landen had not told them they could. And Jamie needed to obey Landen. There was more pleasure in obeying their master. The possum still looked up, gaze locked with the red-eyed dragon—nothing but adoration painting their blushing face.

Grunting, Landen began to withdraw his cock. At first Jamie tried to follow the sway of the dragon's hips, but he held the needy slut back. Nine inches of fat, draconic cock popped free of the possum's mouth. It smacked Landen's trim stomach, dripping drool and precum. Jamie stared, entranced by it. They never swallowed so much cock at once, but they did it now without even struggling.

“Turn around and present yourself for me," Landen ordered.

Jamie quivered as they did as told. Soon they were on all fours, tail raised and plump ass swaying in the air. Landen crawled onto the bed behind them and took hold of that rear. Flesh and fur were both impeccably soft on the chubby little possum. His claws ran up to their hips and pinched Jamie's love handles before saying, “Mmm, you're practically built for being bred, you know."

Jamie shuddered. They had had fantasies, but hearing someone actually tell them…

“Very sexy," Landen murred. “I chose well."

The praise made Jamie moan a little. Hearing the dragon say that sort of thing made their body buzz with pleasure. Made them want more. “I'd let you," Jamie breathed. “If I could I would."

“Heh, well," the dragon slid a teasing finger up and down the possum's taint, a claw pricking the sensitive flesh, “like you said, dragons have 'enigmatic powers.' Maybe if you're good I can show you what some of those powers are."

Jamie's hips shook. “Oh, fuck…"

“You like thinking about that?"

“Yes…" Jamie breathed.

The dragon licked his lips and leaned into the possum's raised rear. They smelled good. Clean, with a musky, earthy undertone that hinted at their need. Jamie's pink pucker flexed before Landen. The dragon extended his long, forked tongue, and dragged it across the possum's crack.

Flesh tingled and buzzed as saliva was brushed across it. Jamie whimpered and pushed into the dragon. They needed more. Burned to have more. A heat hollowed them out and told them they needed to be filled. Needed this stud to fill them. Landen kissed Jamie's rim, lips digging against the tender bud before tongue darted inside Jamie. Their eyes rolled up and they moaned. That invader, several inches of thick oral muscle, made the possum see white. Their walls squeezed around it, and the tongue wriggled inside them. It lashed against their insides, their whole tunnel feeling more sensitive than ever. Jamie burned with a pleasure and need they never felt from anyone else. Their cock twitched and spat precum across the bed. Their nuts drew tense and already it seemed as if the possum might cum.

Landen barely started. The little marsupial's squirming was oh so satisfying. Landen's tongue dug deep as it could go, shoving the aphrodisiac-laced drool inside the possum. Their whole rear end began to go slack. That soft interior became completely pliable, and the tongue inside whirled and undulated and stimulated the helpless possum. Jamie didn't even moan. Just whimpered with pleasure till Landen teased across the possum's prostate with a forked tip. Gasping, Jamie managed to clench down as their cock started spilling across the bed.

Landen withdrew and flipped the possum on their back. Jamie, seeing stars, felt more than watched the dragon's maw envelope his cock. The possum groaned, hips bucking up into that sucking muzzle. The spit coated his cumming cock and now his shaft burnt with its own need. Its own pleasure. It left Jamie unable to move their legs or lift their hips. Their hands dug through the sheets, struggling for any kind of purchase. Their cock should be hurting, their orgasm tapering, but it continued. Landen swallowed a mouthful of warm cum, burying his snout in Jamie's pubes. The dragon's tongue pushed out and wrapped around the poor possum's clenching nuts. It all already felt like too much. Their mouth hung open and they drooled into the bed, mind becoming vacant of anything else as pleasure pumped through their body.

Landen's mouth filled with cum again. It was salty and thick. Potent enough to make the dragon's toes curl. He swallowed and savored the way it flowed down his throat before finally releasing his leaky toy. He sat up and admired the limp body before him. Jamie panted, face red, body limp while their cock continued to drool across their stomach. The possum's balls would be clenching and producing until the effects of Landen's saliva wore off. Given how long that lasted, except for when they needed to sleep, the dragon could have his toy leaking cum the rest of the week.

Poor Jamie had no idea what they got themselves into.

Landen leaned into Jamie and turned the possum's head. The dragon kissed his slut and they found the strength to wrap their arms around his neck. Master's eyes flashed again and Jamie felt their thoughts laid bare: what little thoughts there were: Cock… cock… I need master's cock…

Landen smiled. No need for words. Landen would breed their little pet and seal their bond for the next week. He grabbed his toy's thighs, enjoying how limp they were, and turned Jamie onto their side. Jamie reached down and held up a butt cheek and exposed their needy pucker. It winked at the dragon who, smirking, tilted his cock to that entrance and leaned in.

The tapered tip split Jamie open easily. Their slutty hole practically drooled, nice and soft and malleable. Landen sighed as his cock sank into that lovely heat. He watched his shaft cave in his toy's entrance, enjoying the reflexive squeeze when he nudged Jamie's prostate.

The possum lied on their side, face blank and panting. Fullness was good. They felt complete. Their cock had softened a little but continued to drip seed onto their thigh. It matted down the fur and by this point made the bedroom smell of cum mingling with their master's savory musk. Jamie took a deep breath. Why did they ever hesitate to do this?

Landen hilted his slut. He ground his hips into that plump rear a moment before leaning over. He whispered, “Look at me, pet."

His toy did, eyes glazed over. Their smile echoed Landen's toothy smirk. The dragon kissed them, and the possum's eyes creased. It seemed they were half-asleep, floating as Landen began to saw in and out of their rear. The dragon's pent up cock spilled precum into the possum's body while tongue and saliva pushed inside their mouth. The pet eagerly swallowed master's essence. It brought more heat, more pleasure. Their balls clenched and their cock began to harden again. Their tunnel burned with ecstasy. That draconic cock stroked in and out at a languorous pace. Landen did not hurry or rush. He let Jamie fall deeper and deeper into pleasure.

Cum dripped from the possum's matted thighs onto the bed. They had stopped thinking entirely. No possibility for resistance. All that mattered was pleasing their master.

Landen sensed it. The heat of the conquest so satisfying. He rolled Jamie onto their stomach. The possum whined when cock slipped from their ass, but that turned into a pleased moan when it returned. Landen lay across their back and began to fuck inside the possum at a faster pace. Rough and hard, plunging in and out of the possum's wet heat and filling the room with smacking sounds. The bed rocked from forceful fuck. Landen felt his knot begin to swell, and each plough into his slut spread the possum just a little further.

“Please master…" Jamie breathed. “Hah… master please… cock… cum… ah, cum inside…" They barely got a coherent sentence out. Their senses were just so assaulted when Landen picked up the pace. All that warm precum that had spilled inside the possum's tunnel had worked like the spit from before. Jamie's walls felt sensitive as a cunt. Each stroke of cock against them riddled the possum's body with pleasure. Their cock rubbed into the sheets and spilled seed all over it while their master continued pounding them. They felt that knot tear in and out their rim, making the thing gape. That bulb must have swollen bigger than Jamie's fist, yet Landen had no trouble churning up their insides with it.

That ass was pliable as any pussy at this point. Landen would definitely keep the possum for the week and, given how his slut reacted, would not be surprised if they came back begging for more. If Jamie did, Landen would give it to them. It would be nice to have a live-in cock toy. A cum dump for the dragon to use whenever. God, he would get his pet a collar and everything.

The thought of that made the dragon's balls clench. Landen snarled and bit down on Jamie's shoulder. The possum cried out in pain and pleasure as teeth broke skin. They felt Landen's forked tongue sooth the wound as he humped hard a few times before his cock jerked inside the possum. That knot swelled some more and sealed Jamie's entrance before the first fountain of cum erupted inside them. The possum felt the spunk shoot through them. Something in their brain felt fried for a moment. Their head had tilted back in a silent scream, tears running down their cheeks while white hot cum filled their passage. So much of it. Rush after rush of warm seed. They felt those heavy balls clenching around their ass. They felt their stomach practically boil with the dragon's virile load. They felt the skin there grow tight. They buried their face into the bed and moaned. A string of curses passed through them.

Landen released the shoulder after the initial surge of orgasm passed. He sighed, cock still drooling seed into the possum's ruined passage. He whispered in Jamie's ear, “Well pet, how was it?"

Jamie muttered something into the bed.

“What was that?"

“…more…"

“More?"

“More… I need, hah, more…" Jamie whined.

“Heh, don't worry, pet, you belong to me now. You'll get all you need."

But Jamie doubted they would ever get enough.