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The gods have chosen a place in the homeworld of the herald to become a Nexus for those who shall participate in the battles to come. In this place of connections, anyone in the tournament can meet, thanks to special amulets granted to them by their heralds. Many have received this message, and among the many champions to have received this message is Draykan. The dragon was sitting in his room when the amulet was given to him, but all he could think about was Xasandra and the trick she pulled on him. The portal opened for him, and he stepped through. “Anything to get my mind off of this,” he said. “Maybe, I can blow off some steam.”

Upon stepping through the portal, Draykan finds himself in a grand white, gold, and blue palace of immaculate columns and spotless flooring, a lobby where many watch his entrance with awe. Other portals open up, and within them step out other participants. Many of them he recognizes from the broadcasts, but others he had never seen before. “Just how big is this tournament?” the dragon thinks out loud to himself.

One of the newcomers laughs and gives him a quick thumbs-up. It is the mummy wrestler, Thiffrin Iccrin, one of the many losers. “First Tournament of Pleasure in quite a long time, hon. Can’t expect the gods to hold back, can we? But hey..., is this your first one, big guy?”

Draykan folds his arms over his chest, standing tall and looking down at her. “Indeed, it is. Why do you ask?”

“Eh, there are only so many bipedal blue dragons out there. Think I might have gone toe-to-toe with your great grandpa or something back when my blood still pumped. Say, you wanna check out the sparring arena? The angel said they have training facilities we can use to keep up our routines.”

Draykan smirks at that. “I can’t say no to an offer like that. I was hoping to get to try that challenge of yours, but seeing as we’re in different brackets, well…”

Soon enough, the two are at the training gym, and the mummy is on her knees on the pad, her bandages wrapped around the dragon’s thighs, keeping him in close. His twin cocks slap over her bandaged forehead. Deep breaths emerge from the mummy, who squeezes against the dragon. “Damn, yeah, now I’m quite sure I’ve had dicks like these before. How’s it feel knowing you got a connection to your ancestors?”

Draykan grabs onto the back of her head. “Yeah, let’s not talk about family trees right now. Let’s do this!” With that, he pulls back and then shoves forward, pushing up against Thiffrin’s lips. The mummy takes him with no issue, her mouth widening to accommodate both. From the fact that there are two, her cheeks bulge, and she gobbles him down, shaking her head, jiggling her breasts as a means to tease and entice the dragon.

Draykan grits his teeth and leans over her, thrusting his hips forward. He goes at a steady, but slow, pace, enjoying the band’s resistance wrapped around the mummy’s throat. If he went just a bit harder, maybe he could-

“Oh, I didn’t know this room was occupied.”

Draykan stops, pulling his cocks out from Thiffrin’s mouth. The mummy sits there, her tongue dangling out, drool and pre dripping down her chin. “Ah… ha… who…?”

“Name’s Blair… Blair Garten,” the cleric says, taking a few steps into the room. “Thought I’d get some exercise in using some of these fancy weights they have here, if’n ya’ll don’t mind.”

Draykan glances over towards her. This human dresses in a sleeveless top and a pair of short leggings, exposing her shoulders, showing off a symbol of a dragon—a holy symbol.

“Xasandra,” Draykan growls, letting go of Thiffrin’s head. He turns, tugging the mummy until she smacks against the floor.

Blair holds onto one of the weights and looks to him with narrowed eyes. “What’s it to ya?”

“Your goddess is a deceiver—a trickster. Because of her, a child is going to be born, bearing the curse I had to endure.”

“My goddess is a fair goddess,” Blair says, taking steps forward, staring up at the taller dragon with narrow eyes. “And you should know not every daddy wants ta become one. It takes a good man to own up to his mistakes and do what’s right.”

“I…”

“H-hey, now,” Thiffrin says, sliding in between the two. “You’re both in the same bracket. Maybe you can settle this in the ring some time. This is a time to relax right now. Besides…” she grabs onto one of Draykan’s cocks. “This boy’s equipped to handle two girls at once, and I feel you need to blow off some steam, yourself. What’s got you so riled up, sweet thing?”

Blair closes her eyes and drops the weight. “Sorry. Ah, just never thought ah’d face a bigot so soon.”

“Hey, that’s not fair,” Draykan says. “I’m a Knight of Love; I should be mending relationships, not causing trouble.”

“Well, maybe we can learn a little bit more about each other, huh?” Thiffrin says, stroking the shaft. “What do you say, priestess?”

“Isn’t it dangerous for the undead to have sex with a paladin of love?” Blair asks.

Thiffrin shrugs. “Eh, who the fuck cares? What’s it gonna do, kill me?”

Blair rolls her eyes. “Well, look, ah ain’t gonna get in the way of you two havin’ fun, but the pleasure of Xasandra is in the sowing of seeds and the cultivatin’ of new life. You and yer two dicks are all about spreading your wild oats and leavin’ them where they go.”

Draykan flinches at that. “Hey, that’s not true.”

“Alright then, Mr. Dragon, how many little’ un ya got?” Blair asks, raising an eyebrow. “How many you gonna have without knowin’.”

“I…” Draykan begins to protest, but then he recalls those years of psychological manipulation, of torture. The blackouts.

“Ah, you’re so uptight,” Thiffrin says, stroking her bandaged palm along one cock while her tongue slides up along the other. “Live a little, while you still got the time.”

Blair huffs at that. “Ah think the two of you were in the middle-a something.” She finds herself a bench to sit on. “Don’t let me stop ya.”

Draykan is about to say something else. However, Thiffrin grabs both of his cocks, placing a sloppy kiss upon both heads. She holds the hard, warm shafts together before she spreads her lips and slides the two inside, rolling them around on her tongue. She slurps the dragon dicks down, getting them back to her throat, tilting her head back to allow him easier access.

A cloud goes over Draykan’s focus, and he grabs the back of her head, gripping the tattered bandages, and then thrusting forward.

Thiffrin glugs and burbles from the displacement of spit and air in her, making such loud and lewd sounds, all while Blair Garten watches.

“Ah got to admit, though,” Blair says with a smirk. “You got yerself a mighty fine technique. Most gals probably couldn’t handle ya. Like that gnome gal.”

Draykan thrusts forward, fucking the undead throat, her throat bulging against the restraining choker. The buckle buckling from the pressure of the new force trying to expand her body. “O-oh, you’re… familiar… with my… work!?”

“Sure shootin’,” Blair responds, leaning back, spreading her legs just a bit. A slight stain in the bright shorts catches the dragon’s eye, and he slams harder against Thiffrin.

The choker breaks off, clattering to the floor, and Draykan pulls himself out, his cocks oozing with desire, dripping with her undead spittle.

Thiffrin rubs her throat. “Ah… and that wasn’t the roughest I had it. But come on, you can’t just leave me without finishing me off, can y-whoa!”

Draykan lifts the mummy up, wrapping his arms around her, squeezing her butt. Thiffrin wraps her legs around him, pulling him in close, letting his cocks press against both of her wanting holes. “Oh, alright, then, let’s go!” she shouts.

Draykan thrusts forward into the mummy, and she throws her head back, letting out unholy screams to arouse the dead.

Meanwhile, Blair sits back, fingers pressing between her legs, rubbing all-so-gently while she watches the display.

“You sure you don’t want some of this?” Draykan asks, with each word coming between each thrust. “I still have plenty more!”

“No, thanks,” Blair says. “I don’t want to tire myself out for my upcoming match. Plus, I wouldn’t deprive this woman of her satisfaction. After all, she came back from the dead to feel alive again, did she not? Not everyone gets that luxury.

“Come on, you can be rougher with me than any living gal!” Thiffrin says, her tongue lulling out, her growls getting higher and faster with each thrust. She rocks against him, desperate to milk more out of him herself. Meanwhile, Blair leans back, letting her fingers slide underneath of her shorts, her fingers forming a bulge that shifts as her unseen actions move forward.

Draykan responds to both of these by falling forward. He pins the wrestler mummy down, slamming his hips against her, his cocks burying so deep in her, he goes balls deep in his mating press. “Thought… ngh… thought you were… not having sex!” He shouts to Blair.

She flutters her eyes open, smiling towards the two. “Oh, ah’m not getting in trouble by spillin’ seed with no reason, sugah. My goddess allows me to tend to my own garden when necessary.”

Thinking again of Xasandra, Draykan’s arms press hard against Thiffrin’s shoulders. He shoves himself into her with multiple hard thrusts, throwing his head back and roaring, erupting into her with an explosive finale.

When he pulls out, both he and the mummy drool out of their sexes all over the mat. The dragon stands up, walking over towards Blair. He squats down in front of her, grasping her by the cheek.

Her eyes widen, but she continues to smile, fingering herself while staring at him. “Guess… guessin’ you want what ya can’t have, huh? Well, prove ta’ me you’d be a good daddy, and maybe Ah will have ya myself, eh?”

“Maybe,” Draykan says. “Maybe you could help me find some of those kids of mine you’re talking about.

“Shi… shit…” She gasps, closing her eyes and shaking her head. She bites her lip, squeaking a bit as her fingers go faster. “A… ah don’t know ho-how many ya got! Ah, just know mah goddess has one cookin’ up right about now.”

“And what can I do to help this child? How can I stop it from being burdened by the curse that I was going to have?”

“Aah… f… fuck, it’s… it’s gonna come out to be a right nasty bastard, ah tell you what! It… it ain’t gonna be no normal dragon. It’s… it’s a god in the makin’, or a demon, ah reckon, but… but it’s gonna be a beautiful new life, any which way you slice it.”

She finally throws her head back and cries out in orgasm, falling back and breathing heavily.

Draykan pulls his hand away and narrows his eyes, “A god…? I can be the father of a god? Then it should be a god of love, not hate. Where is Xasandra? I wish to commune with her.”

Blair runs her fingers through her hair and bites her lip. “Well… they say you do well in the tournament, you get to talk to the gods…”

“Well then… I guess I got more reason to win, then,” replies the dragon, standing tall in his conquest.