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Part 8-2

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Ares:

My eyes slowly open, my vision, still troubled, my mind unfocused, slowly awaking from my sleep.

Around us is only the darkness of the bedroom, the air heavy with males' musk. I smile slightly, remembering the delightful night I spent. With me, holding me tightly close to him with those strong paws for a so young dragon is Skel, deeply plunged into his sleep, a goofy smile on his face. I feel like a giant fluff for him, my head laying against his smooth chest held in a deep hug. I hear him groan in his sleep as his grip tightens around me.

I stay like this for a long time… I don't even know how many seconds, minutes or hours goes by but i stay in this position, avoiding any moves, keeping my breath to a minimum to not awake him, eyes half closed, taking in this incomparable juvenile scent.

There is only one thing that bothers me: an annoying pressure in my lower belly, coming from my full bladder.

I grunt in discomfort as I try my best to hold it back. Suddenly bust in my head a deep voice I had almost forgotten.

"What are you doing whelp!" Roar Ordan.

"Lower…" I whisper, "they're gonna hear you".

"They can't idiot I'm talking in your head".

"What do you want?" I grunt.

"I gave you a mission if I remember right" he growls, his voice storming in my mind.

"Yes…" I confirm.

"And what are you doing now?" he asks with the same anger.

"I'm just… waiting".

"Waiting… waiting… fucking waiting!" He roars, his voice making my mind quake.

"I learned they were out of reach last night" I protest pitifully.

"Where were they!?" he roar in rage.

"In… in this room underground…" I whine, an unbearable pressure applied on my brain by a mental force gripping me.

"What! They were there!" He shout, astonished.

"Indeed" I confirm, squealing in pain.

"Why didn't you try to warn me?"

"I… forgot" I squeak miserably "forgive me…".

"What a waste. And why didn't you went there and get our prize by yourself?"

"I… couldn't".

"Yes… because you were too busy fooling around and fucking other like the animal you are!" he roar, tightening his grip on my mind.

"No… well… only a bit… but there was also another problem" I squeak, trying to stay awake.

"Which was?" he growls, letting me a brief relief “it better be good".

"This place… is forbidden to dragons like me".

"Why?" He ask, obviously surprised.

"Because I'm too young!" I almost yell.

"Oh… well… that's a problem…" He mumbles.

"Thanks for this observation" I grunt as his mental grip fades.

"Shut up" he hiss, putting back some pressure on me.

I hear Skel groan again in his sleep. I feel something hard and hot rubbing against mz lower belly scales. I muff a whine of surprise when I discover his hard and dripping member smearing its liquid lust over me. His dreams must be quite pleasurable to have him leaking like a fountain.

"Get out of this bed… we have to talk" command Ordan.

"Can't it wait?" I ask, wanting to savor this moment a bit longer.

"No… meet me in the basements".

"Give me a sec…"

"Hurry the fuck up, we don't have all day!"

"Don't panic…" I mumble… "It's not like they're gonna leave this place now" I grumble.

"You make your point but I want you here now… we have to talk".

"Ok ok… if you insist" I grunt. "Give me a minute or two".

"No now!" he roars "Or do you want to face my wrath!"

"Can I at least pee?" I mentally roar in answer.

"Well… that… ok you have five minutes…".

The mental communication ends like this.

I look around,, nothing has moved, everything is still as silent as death. I listen more carefully to my surroundings but only hear the long breathes and mumbled words of Skel in his dreams. What is a bit more worrying is that I don't hear his brother Tormis. Where might he be? Is he still in the room? With caution I manage to separate myself from Skel's tight embrace, leaving him alone, shivering in his bed holding to nothingness. I can't stop my eyes to drift to his exposed gender and gaping hole oozing with my semen. I feel pride fill my veins, even if it wasn't hard at all I'm happy to have mated for the very first time with a so cute drake. My eyes fix upon his bare erection. A question is still roaming around in my head: what would he feel like inside of me? I already took his brother so why not try him. I shake my head, clearing my thought. That's not the good time for such interrogations. I walk away after giving Skel a rapid kiss on the cheek. I muff a grunt when my painfully full bladder reminds itself to me.

I look around searching for a bathroom but in this thick darkness I barely see my paws. Groping around in the darkness I search for the bathroom's door. My researches are quite unsuccessful: I just manage to ram myself into a wall and almost fall flat on the ground due to a strange object my paws fell upon. I find the cause of my fall: it's a long object that feels smooth and rubbery to the touch and wear on its surface the musk of one of the two males. One of their "toys" I think.

I hear the sound of a door creaking open letting the dim light of the corridor enter. In the opening of the room stands Tormis, holding as best as he can a large plate filled with smelly food. He throws me a quick look, close the door with his tail and walk to a table where he put the plate with a relieved breath.

"Hi" he say, gently rubbing his cheek against mine.

"Hi" I answer… uncomfortable with this sign of affection.

"Did you sleep well?" "Yes… and you?"

"Like always" he answers with a smile.

He looks away "Is my brother awake too?"

"No… he is still sleeping like a baby".

He laughs silently.

"That's my brother".

We stare at each other for some time then he asks.

"And you… why are you awake?"

"I had to relieve myself… I was searching for the bathroom" I explain, blushing. Thankfully the darkness hide my reddening cheeks.

"Oh… it's just there" he answers, pointing at a barely visible door. "But if my brother want you to stay with us you can do it… wherever you want… make yourself at home".

"Thanks… but I'd rather do it in the proper place for now… don't want to get too intrusive".

"No problems… do as you want".

I enter in the bathroom and switch on the light. The room is kind of small but surprisingly clean… the tile of the floor shinning like it had never been stepped on. I locate in no time the toilets and let a relieved sigh as I casually walk to it. It takes me a long time to realize Tormis is calling me from the entrance.

"Hey Ares I'm talking to you. Are you deaf or what?"

I brutally turn around.

"Sorry… what were you saying?"

Before me his expression shifts from a gentle smile to a cold twisted snarl.

"Listen carefully Ares… or whatever your name is" he his, slowly circling around me. "My brother might be fond of you but I'm not. I don't fall in this kind of tricks as easily".

"What are you saying?" I ask, shaking nervously.

"I went out and asked a few questions to the good person and you know what answer I got?"

I gulp in anticipation, a freezing cold sweet falling along my spine.

"Nothing!"

I sigh, relieved but he brutally cut me off.

"I found nothing on you… no one know you, nor where you come from, nether how you even managed to come here. I'm not even sure you gave us your true name" he spit. "So the question is who are you?"

I stay silent.

"Answer me" he growls.

I lower my head.

"As you wish" he hisses. "I'll just leave and warn the guards".

"No… please!" I whine.

He stops at the entrance.

"You're right… my name isn't Ares".

"That's not surprising" he reply with a smile.

"I… It's the only thing I can tell you".

"It's already a good start. Now the question is… what are you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Are you a friend… or a foe?" he hisses, barring his fangs and curling his claws inward.

"I… I'm a friend" I answer, shivering in fear.

"It's hard to trust you".

I look away.

"However if my brother is ok with your presence I'll keep my mouth shut".

"Thanks….

He leaves me alone in the bathroom. I stay frozen like this for quite some time in the middle of the empty room.

I can't stop from blaming myself for being too confident. I should have known it… should have been more careful.

I take a quick glance at the shadowy form of Ares by my side. I expect him to be angry, to bully at me… to make me suffer. But… he is strangely silent, sorrow filling his eyes.

Without a word I get to the toilets and start to relieve my bladder with a relieved sigh.

After a long minute I hear the characteristically sounds of clicking claws on the tile floor and, before I can even react I feel a heavy weight fall on my back.

I gasp in shock but then feel warm gust of air on my neck, followed closely by the wet contact of a snaky tongue along my scales. I shiver in bliss as I feel the wet agile organ slowly and sensually rub my sensitive scales.

"Hello sweetie…" whisper Skel.

"Oh… gods… man… you scared the hell out of me".

I hear him laugh.

"What… am I that scary?"

"No… you just… you know… took me by surprise… in a… private time".

"I'm good at sneaking behind peoples…" he mumbles in my ear.

"And what do you do when you are behind them? I ask in a purr.

"You know the answer silly" he whisper in my ear.

I feel a wet and warm contact against my tail. He slowly grinds himself against me, his soft belly scales rubbing against my back. I shiver in anticipation… knowing that he is so close to me… so damn hard and throbbing… it makes me so… eager to feel him inside me… he is barely one inch away from my hole… it would take nothing for this hard meaty spear to sink inside me.

"Fuck me…." I whisper in a needy breath.

"Later… maybe" he answer with a long kiss on my neck.

I feel one of those thin clawed paw slowly descend along my flank, giving me slow rubs as it descends toward my lower belly.

When I feel one of those claw tip touching lightly one of my barbs. I can't hold a gasp of surprise.

"So sensitive…".

I moan. Slowly, so slowly I feel his paw grasp around my cock. I'm not comfortable with those sharpened claws edge pressed against my throbbing flesh but I don't give any resistance. He gives me one quick stroke, forcing me to hold the rest of my bladder's content inside.

"So… eager" he mumble.

One of his clawed toe moves to the tip of my cock before he gives it a hard squeeze. I moan and close my eyes in pleasure.

I gasp when he apply more pressure, forcing a squirt of pee out that sprays on his scales. He let go of my cock. I moan as I let the yellow liquid flows out, unable to hold it any longer inside me. I don't care where all lands…. I don't care if it lands in the toilets or pool on the ground between my hind legs. What matter now it the contact of my mate's body over me, the sensation of his hard cock brushing along my tail and the warm gust of air coming from his nostrils makess me shiver in bliss.

Now that I emptied my bladder I feel eager to spill something else… something more… exciting.

"That's one smell I love" whisper Skel in my ears with his sensual voice. "That's a shame you had to waste it… I thought we could use it to… much greater… purposes…"

"Like what?" I moan, interested.

"I'm gonna show you".

My eyes snap open when I feel a warm liquid trickling along my scales. My muscle tense. I want to shake him off in disgust but… at the same time I want to let him do his thing and enjoy it in his company.

I let out a long growl of approval but… sadly everything stops.

"Why did you stop?"

"I keep that for later… when you'll have something to repay me…"

"Are you… sure you want to do it with me?" I mean excitingly, "it means a lot to do… that…".

"I know… and I took my decision… I want you…".

We kiss lovingly.

"Don't worry… I'll never let go of you… not that easily" he adds, holding me more tightly in his embrace.

I grunt but slowly an idea form itself in my mind… he is still hard… and in a good position… maybe e can have some more fun.

A devious smile curls the corner of my lips.

"I have an idea… I think you're gonna like it".

"Tell me more".

"I think we could… you know… seal our union… more… physically…"

"I won't mark you if you have nothing to do the same in return".

"I'm not talking of pee silly… I'm talking of something more… enjoyable for both of us".

"I don't see what you mean" he mumble, kind of lost. "Come on… let's finish what we started last night" I offer, grinding myself against him, making his cock tip touch my pucker.

He gasps.

"I don't know… there's still my brother's cum inside you…" he protest, "I'd like to have you clean before I put my cock there".

"Come on by the time I'll be finished cleaning you'll be all flaccid… and small" I hiss, needy.

He huffs grumpily. I know that was a really low punch. "But if you stick it inside me now we'll both enjoy it more than you imagine".

I can't hold my lust anymore… I want him inside here and now. The crave grows beyond reason… filling every part of my mind.

"I don't know… I'm not sure it's a good idea…" he mumbles hesitantly.

"Come on… it's already all slick and prepared… only waiting for you" I whisper tantalizingly "come put it in already…".

"Man… you're making me really horny… but I don't think it's a good idea…"

"If you put your… big cock inside of me… I promise you I'll pee on you as much as you want".

"That's interesting… but not enough" he says"

"I'll do everything you want if you put your damn cock inside me now" I whine, already panting in need.

"That's a bargain I can afford… but be careful with what you wish" he warns me with an evil smile.

"Doesn't matter… fuck me already".

"As you wish cutie".

I moan in pleasure when his member pierces through my tight puckered entrance. In one forceful trust. I whine in pain, still not used to this kind of things but try my best to relax.

"So… tight…" he cry in pure pleasure. "So… that's how… it feels… to take a virgin…"

"I'm not virgin… not anymore" I comment.

"What!"

"Don't you remember… your brother took it from me last night… while I was taking your…" I moan.

"No… I was too… busy… enjoying myself".

"Yes… I remember"

"Man… even though you're not virgin… you still so… tight" he hiss.

"And you… so big" I moan.

"Really… you… you really think it?" he ask, shivering.

"Sincerely…" I moan. "You… fit so well inside me… I couldn't ask for better".

"Thanks… I guess…. He grunts, a crimson red blush on his cheeks.

"Is there something wrong?"

"No… it's just… I never imagined… I would be… big enough to fulfil someone's needs" he admits.

"Now you know you do" I say, pleased.

"Thanks" he answer, giving me a quick lick on the neck.

"Now put this big thing of yours to work… I can't wait to see what you've got in store for me" I hiss impatiently.

"With pleasure my dear".

He slowly pulls out, each ridges grinding against my walls, tugging at my entrance. I squeal in pain.

"Oh… damn it… I understand now why you use this lube of yours" I cry, tears falling along my cheeks.

"Yes… it's quite painful otherwise" he admit.

"Yes… I feel that" I hiss, claws curling on the tile.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No… just… go slow".

He obey, pulling out with more gentleness in his motions until just his tip remains inside me.

"Ready?" he murmurs in my ears.

"Yes".

With the same gentleness and care he slide back in, his ridges popping back in with wet squelching sound. This time he manages to push one more inch inside my asshole. I feel his member throb inside me, spurting pre in my passage. When he pulls out for the second time I feel less pain, my muscles loosen a bit and let him slide out with more ease.

"Do you think I can go… a bit… faster?" he asks in raw need, already panting hard.

"Don't know… give it a try… we will see"

He nod and penetrate me. My eyes widen, my muscles clench hard around him, jolts of pain rushing through my spine exploding in my head. My claws curl scrapping on the tile floor.

"I guess It was… too rough?" he suppose.

"Yes…" I whine.

He stays perfectly immobile, waiting for me to relax, lovingly licking my neck.

"Should have… you know… prepared you first" he mumbles apologizing.

"What do you mean?"

"Have you ever heard of rimming?"

"No… what is that?" I ask, curious.

"It's… almost nothing… just a way to have you relaxed… all nice and slick before mating".

"How do you do that?" I wonder, interested.

"It's simple… just have to… lick the hole".

"You mean… lick… my asshole?" I ask, shocked by the revelation.

"Yes…."

"Isn't that a bit… dirty?"

"No… I guess… I think you're pretty clean there".

"Yes I am" I confirm with some pride in my voice "I take good care of myself".

"Maybe another time I'll show you" he offers nicely.

"Some other time now… fuck me please".

"As you wish".

He adopts a slow pace, pulling out and pushing in with measured motions to minimize the pain. Slowly pleasure replaces pain and, in bliss I start to moan, squirting pre in time with his trusts, and taking in the delightful pleasures of mating.

But, for an unknown reason he abruptly come to a stop, his breath irregular, his muscles tensed, his claws gripping my shoulder, digging through my scales, his cock throbbing hard and fast inside me, dripping pre at a near constant rate.

"Is there something wrong?"

"I'm… I'm… close…" he mumble, panting like a wild animal.

"What!? Already".

"Yes… you're… so… tight" he hiss, trying to hold still. "You could make me cum… right on the spot".

"That's… good to know… but… please hold it in…I'm far from close".

"I'll try my best… but it's… so damn hard with this tight eager ass of yours" he say, spanking my ass with his tail.

I smile evilly.

He penetrate me a few times, trying to keep a slow and regular pace but his quickly approaching orgasm push him to drive himself faster and deeper inside of my ass, with each trust I feel his thicker base smack my entrance. Finally he tense and, with a long drawn out growl blow inside me, warm and powerful gushes of his creamy semen painting my insides in white.

I moan, feeling the strong spurts hitting a very sensitive spot inside my ass that makes me leak harder and build more and more pressure in my loins and increases my own pleasure exponentially. But still… I know I'm still far from done.

His ragged pounding of my cum filled ass finally comes to a stop. I feel the warm creamy liquid ooze from my entrance and slowly leak on my scales.

He let out a long groan of satisfaction, enjoying himself, basking in the afterglow.

"Are you… spent?" I ask.

"No… far from that… just give me a sec to catch my breath".

"I'm… kinda disappointed… I expected you to last longer" I admit feeling this gooey cum slosh inside me.

"I never mated before" he protest. "And… never penetrated something so tight".

"Maybe… but it ruined the entire mood" I grumble.

"C'mon… give me a sec and I'll fuck you like anyone ever fucked you".

"Skel… you're so adorable" I laugh. "But it will be hard to judge of that… you are the second male I take in there".

"And I'll make sure you'll remember me for the rest of your life".

"Oh… exciting…"

I feel his long cum soaked member slowly pulls out of me, each ridges dragging some cum out with him. When only his tip is still inside me he start to trust. This time he isn't as slow and gentle… its way rougher and faster. It just becomes a ruthless pounding, his cock going in and out of me at an unimaginable speed, his member ramming itself inside me with such a force I can only bend over, my belly almost touching the ground. His head is hanging limply next to mine, his breath is the only sound I hear… aside from the wet slapping sound of the rough breeding.

I can't stop from moaning, enraptured by the sheer amount of pleasure flowing in my veins, filling every part of my body in its embrace.

We moan together. I hear someone clean his throat. I look around and freeze when I see Tormis casually watching us with a pervert expression on his face.

I bump in Skel's snout to get him out of his half-awake state. He almost dismount me when he discover his brother spying at us with, between his legs his hard and throbbing member spewing clear lines of pre across the tile floor.

"Tormis!" he yell, baring his fangs.

"What?"

"Look away pervert!" he roar, hiding us behind a wing.

"What? I've already seen you more than once".

"Leave us alone!"

"And the sight… is quite exciting".

"Stop staring you perverted beast" spit Skel.

"And this drippy cock there… it turns me on quite a lot" He add with a devious grind spread on his face, totally ignoring his friend. His tongue slipping out of his mouth to wet his lips.

"Go away!" Roar Skel defensively.

"Come on Skel there are enough holes for both of us…"

"No… don't touch him".

"C'mon dude let me have this sweet muzzle there" offer Tormis, throwing an enticed look at me.

Skel snarl and faintly bite at his brother, forcing him to take a step back.

"Go find your own mate…" he spit." He is mine".

"Damn it… doesn't be selfish Skel… share your… toys a bit".

"I'm not your toy" I growl.

"Trust me you won't say that in a minute when I'll be using this mouth of yours" grunt Tormis near my ear.

Skel growls pitches louder, adopting an unnatural tone that sends shivers down my spine.

Skel's claws dig in my skin as he holds me closer to him in an embrace I have some trouble to understand. Is he… kind of protective… or selfish like his brother pretend?

Above me they look at each other, snarling and growling in defiance.

"Go away before I get really angry.

His brother growls even more in answer but go away, spitting impossible to understands words as he leaves the room with his rock hard erection slapping his belly with each step. It take a long time for Skel to calm down, for a long minute he just stay there, growling, eyes fixated on his brother's back as he slowly walks away, his claws still deeply lodged in my shoulders.

"Sorry for that…" he whisper in a breath, nuzzling me gently.

"It's nothing… I'm fine. It will just leave a mark".

"I'm… not talking of those bruises".

"That's more than just harmless bruises" I huff.

"I'll deal with that later…. I was… talking of what just happened".

"It's nothing… it's only a brotherly argument… I mean… it happens to everyone".

"Too much to my taste if you want to know".

"It happens all the time between… brothers" my voice unexpectedly break on this word, a word I didn't even dare to pronounce in years, a word full of old and painful fragments of memories that only force me to remember of him… my brother… and to feel the emptiness his loss left in my heart. A lone tear fall on my cheek.

"Are you alright?" he asks worried.

"Yes… just… you know… the wound that… hurt… a bit…" I pretend.

"Do you want me to heal them?"

"No… don't worry… I'll get rid of these later".

I realize that luckily his claws didn't dug deep enough to spill blood.

"What shall we do?" he asks, throwing nervous glances at the wide open door.

"We… may come back to what we were doing".

"Maybe…"

He humps lightly inside me.

"How close are you?"

"Won't take long to have me spilling seed everywhere"

"Good to know" he rumble. "Because I don't want this pervert to come back and enjoy the show".

"Don't bother yourself with that… if I stay there he will see us one day or another".

"That's not the fact of having him looking at us while we do it… even if I'd like to have some privacy…; it's that I don't want to share you with him. You're not like one of our toys…".

"Thanks for the comparison" I grunt.

"What I mean is that we shared everything since our hatch day from food to warmth or some affection, toys… even pleasure… damn we even share the same kinks…. But… man… doesn't he understand that you can't be shared like any objects… you belong to me… you're my mate…"

"Aren't you anticipating? I never said I was your mate".

"No that's false you just said it!" Shout Skel.

"Shit…" I swear.

"Was it all a lie just to have me fucking you?" he ask, worried.

"No… not at all… I just… oh just forget this".

"Do you really like me?" he asks with a trembling voice.

"Of course I do" I reply.

"So why do you deny when I tell you're mine?" he ask, a bit lost.

"Because I'm your mate… not your property" I hiss.

"So… you want?"

"To be your mate? Of course idiot"

He kisses me.

"You're mine… all mine… my mate" He whispers, grasping me, his wings falling on either side of me, forming a warm shelter of soft membrane. We stay like this, in silence, cuddling lovingly as he slowly trust inside me.

"Who said I was yours?" I finally ask just to taunt him a bit.

"I do…".

"And if I don't want?"

"Oh… don't worry… I'll make sure you love every second with me…"

"Interesting… but what if I find someone else?"

"Don't worry… I have a plan to make sure that doesn't happen" he whispers in my ears.

"What's that… plan?"

"I'll make sure no one will ever want you…"

"What do you mean by that?" I wonder nervously, fearing something bad.

"I'll just make sure every part of you smell like me…" he whisper, licking my neck.

The idea creates a strange reaction inside me. On one side I'm pretty excited by this idea… but on the other side I find it disgusting and unacceptable.

Before I can answer I hear loud knocking on the door.

"What again?" Growl Skel. "Did all force of universe teamed together to deny us the fucking right to mate!?"

"Don't worry grumpy guy I'll go and open… because mister grumpy guy is too busy breeding his newly found friend!" growl Tormis.

"Stop complaining and get this fucking door open!" "As you wish…"

Tormis leaves us.

"Shall we… stop…? I mean it will be kinda awkward if someone enters and sees us like this…"

"Yes… you're right" he mumble, disappointed.

He slowly pull out, savoring each seconds inside me before it all ends. When his cock pops out I feel kinda relieved… I was starting to feel stuffed. When his tip pops out of me I gasp as a stream of warm milky cum start to rain down my ass.

"Oh man… you came hard" I whisper, panting hard.

"Yes… It… never happened to me… before".

I see in his eyes that he would have gladly filled me more if I had asked.

"Maybe later… right now let's see who is here".

We get to the main room and hear Tormis voice coming from the entrance. He seems to be talking to someone else.

I throw a quick glance at the door's opening to see, standing proudly on her paws, what looks like an angel… a black scaled, beautiful angel with green radiant eyes who seems to mesmerize you in the blink of an eye.

"Come in… come in Alya…" says Tormis, moving aside to let the magnificent dragoness enter. At the sound of his voice I know her presence is important and that she must hurry. When she fully enters my sight I freeze, suddenly out of breath, stunned by the magnetic beauty of the black dragoness standing before me. Everything in her looks so… perfect from her eyes to the light reflection on her scales to the curve of her claws. Even her scent is wonderful it make me numb.

"Hi" I squeak pitifully when her eyes fall upon me.

"Hi" she answer, he crystalline voice sounds heaven to my ears.

"Who… who are you?" I ask, blushing red.

"That's a curious and cute dragon" she answer, giving me a gentle rub along the chin, making my blush increase. "My name is Alyahaynore but everyone calls me Alya… and you who are you sweat heart?"- I… I… I… I'm… Ar… A… Ares. I manage to whisper.

"Ares…".

"hmmmm… I never heard that name before."

"Yeah… I… I'm pretty… new… here".

"Really… I wasn't aware of new dragon's arrival".

"Yeah… I… it… was… some kind of secret… you see…" I stammer, red of shame.

She smile, obviously amused and mocking me a bit.

"So Ares… where are you from?"

I look away.

"Don't tell anyone… but… I come from… the north…"

"Oh… really…. It must be quite different from here right?"

"Yes… it is"

"Wait… I remember a good friend of mine told me of two other dragons that arrived yesterday… she told me they came from the north too… but I'm not sure…"

"Really… I… wasn't aware of that too".

"Surprising…. That's weird…. Are you sure you come from the north?"

"Of course I am!" I reply, my chest swelling with pride.

"So how did you arrive here?"

"I… I… can't… tell you."

"Really".

Suddenly her expression shift, her gentle smile become a twisted grimace as her eyes brutally darken and start to glow with a dark light that makes me tremble in fear. What have I got myself into?

Before I can even move or just scream a powerful beam hit me right in the chest. My paws leave the ground as the beam shove me into a wall. I feel my bones cracking under the force of the impact. I make a quick squeak, the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth. Half knocked out, hanging limply along the wall I'm pinned to by some strange cold and hard material spreading over me, applying pressure on every part of my body.

Panicked I look around, searching for an escape but those now radiant eyes are glued to me, trying to prodding the depth of my mind.

I try to free myself from this thing but it seems harder than steel and thin as a grass blade.

Paralyzed, shivering in fear, with no way out I watch powerlessly as she walks in my direction with measured steps.

"Why have you done that!?" yell Skel in shock, trying to run to me.

The only answer he gets is a brutal slash of her claws across his face. The hit is so violent and unexpected that he rolls on the ground, blood gushing out of deeps wounds.

"You stupid piece of shit" she spit, cleaning the blood on her claws. "Did you forget all the elementary rules and precautions?"

"No… I… I… I just……"

Her tail whip him on the face, leaving a red mark behind.

"You let a complete stranger get close to you… are you that much of an ignorant to let him close to you and risk to ruin all the plan, our cover, our life!?"

Skel doesn't even have time to answer he receive another punch in the flank that makes him fall flat again, spiting blood and coughing.

"Leave my brother alone!" Growls Tormis putting himself between Alya and his bleeding brother, his amber eyes glowing with anger.

"Oh… how cute don't you think?" she says with a honey voice, looking in my direction. "He tries to protect his brother…" her expression become cold. “Get out of my way Tormis!"

"No…" He rumble. "Leave my brother alone. If this guy is any danger it belong to us to take the final decision".

"So why isn't it done yet?"

They both stay silent. Alya's eyes slowly goes from them to me; to a very precise part of my anatomy. I realize that, splayed on the wall like I am my gender is fully on display, my cock coated in dry cum and the fresh load Skel just spent inside my ass oozing past my entrance.

"Hmmm… I see you've been put to good uses" She hiss in disgust.

I blush warmly.

"That's typical of males," She spit, "always thinking with their cocks before using their head. I even doubt they actually have one…"

"One what?" I ask.

"A brain idiot!"

I laugh silently.

"I think I might have an idea of where it possibly could be," she mumble.

An amused grin curls my lips.

"So… where is it?"

"In your balls I guess," She answer, groping the two orbs in their sack, making them roll in her palm. "It would explain their size and why males are so empty headed creatures…" She adds with a devious expression.

The feeling of this soft palm cupping my balls with a surprising gentleness is enough to maake a moan of pleasure escape my mouth. When I see the pained expression on Tormis' face I know it's bad. Pleasure suddenly shift to pain as my moan become only a high pitched shriek when my unprotected balls are harshly smashed by her fist. My whole body tense, bolts of pain bursting through my spine.

"That… was a low… punch…" I gasp.

She only smile evilly and return to Skel and Tormis.

• So… Skel… I guess you found yourself a suitable playmate… am I right?" She ask dryli.

Skel, trying to stand up with the help of Tormis nod silently.

"You know… usually I wouldn't even care about that but today you made one big mistake," she spit angrily.

"I'm… sorry… forgive me…" He begs with pleading eyes. "I… I just made the mistake of giving into my needs…".

He is cut short by another hard shove that send him back on the ground.

He try to get up again, barely hanging on shaky paws, not aware of the next incoming hit.

This time Alya's claws bounce on a strange yellowish surface that appeared between her and Skel.

"What the heck…" She growls.

"Don't… even… dare to… lift a claw on my brother!" Yell Tormis, his eyes now glowing with an amber light.

"What are you gonna do?" She hiss in contempt, "You'll dare to fight me?"

"I'll tare you're whore body apart!" Roar Tormis, his voice seemingly deeper.

The amber glow radiating from his eyes slowly extend to all his body, all the ambers scale lighten up, giving his body a weird aspect. It look like yellow flames ignites his very scales. Alya's facial expression slowly shift from this superior and dominant expression to a panicked terrified grimace. My eyes are glued to Tormis as I see the yellow flames engulfing him slowly turn to blood red. Horror take a hold of me as I see him change, transform, his wings vanish in the fire consuming him. Moreover he doesn't seem to be affected by them. Even if it looks like he is burning, devoured by the ragging inferno there's no smoke, no ashes falling on the ground, no smell of burned, no screaming… damn there's not even heat.

I see Alya who looked so dangerous, so terrifying just a minute ago walk back with caution, an expression of fear twisting her pretty face.

Slowly the fire around Tormis shrink and vanish. What I discover make my heart race. I try to free myself from this strange rubbery material keeping me still. This strange almost gooey material tighten around me when I start to resist, becoming as hard as diamond.

I look everywhere, searching for an exit. Almost naturally my eyes fall on Skel. We stare at each other for some time in silence before he lowers his head. Even if he stay silent I can clearly read one word on his lips: "sorry".

"Look!" Scream a voice in my head.

It takes me ages to realize its Ares, pointing at Skel with a trembling paws, eyes wide open, maws agape in pure fear.

"What?" I ask, careless.

"His blood…" He whine.

"What!? He is bleeding yes and what?"

"Look idiot!" He roar, his shadowy paw slapping me; well, trying to slap me across the face.

I focus on Skel and gasp in horror when I see…. His blood, the red rivulets leaking along his snout's scales are several shade darker, much closer to black than red.

"No… no… Skel… not you…" I mumble.

Slowly he lift his eyes, the two crimson red orbs full of tears as purplish flames appear on his very scales.

Panicky takes a hold of me. I desperately struggle against this damn material trapping me even if I know it's useless. I tightly close my eyes, refusing to see the one I just mated with vanish into the blazing fire.

………

Watcher:

I walk around this circular place over the underground room, the most perfect observation site; the only shadow to the table is that it was totally useless! I walk around, jaws pressed together, fist tightly clenched buried in the pockets of my long coat, throwing hatred filled glances to this room below. I can't believe he was there all night long, just below me, just under my nose, lost in this crowd. I remember yesterday's evening when I heard the passage open, the ancient mechanisms creaking and rumbling as all this millenary treasure engineering was put to work, how the immense pillar rotated several time while rising, pushing in the vaulted roof while heavy rock slabs were pushed out of the immense pillar surface, forming the staircase. Slowly, group after group, dragons descended in the immense room, led by the imperial dragon himself. I couldn't stop from doing the traditional salute in respect although I was only feeling hatred for him. Seeing him only reminds me of the painful past I'd rather forget.

Soon the immense space is filled by a colorful crowd of dragons, their shimmering scales shinnying in the torches light forming a gorgeous rainbow. They are chatting loudly, their deep voice forming a chore that makes me chill too. I observe for hours, trying to find Kyo in this mess but the task is nearly impossible from up there in this endlessly moving and shifting ocean of scales or feathers. Yes because I noticed there were feathered dragons among them. I feel pretty envious of the lucky rider that got bonded with this one. I heard from sure sources that even though they were less resistant than scaled dragon because they had less protection they had a much different behavior but weren't just big cute pile of fluffy feathers they are real forces to be reckon with.

At first everything looks fine… too fine… servants bring the meal, enough to feed an entire village for a week or more but I feel something is wrong. I look more carefully and notice a young pale blue dragon talking to a group of servant behind the tables where the meal is waiting to be eaten by the crowd that is already devouring them with their eyes. I see the blue drake give a small bag to a servant. When the man opens it I see the golden circle glow in a light reflection. Coins… interesting. The guy smile warmly and give the dragon some kind of hand shake. The dragon seems relieved and starts to talk to the servants. Their discussion end with the young drake giving them several vials filled with a black liquid.

The servants quickly act, cracking the vials open and meticulously repent the vial's content on the meat. For a long time I wonder what it might be and look with curiosity as the dragon come and take their portion of meat. I just patiently wait on my vantage point, throwing and catching a small dagger before sharpening it a bit, realizing its blade is a bit blunt. While I wait I notice the arrival of another dragon. When I see his form on the last step of the stair I can't suppress a smile. A sylvan dragon… so rare nowadays… it would make a perfect recruit in our army…. I stare at him for a long minute, memorizing each and every detail, those scars, those leaf green eyes….

"Soon…" I whisper when he disappear in the crowd.

I focus on the crowd of dragons waiting to get their paws on a big juicy slab of meat and see something, a grey dragon… I'm sure I've already seen him before; but before I can find out who he is he vanishes, swallowed by the flood. I soon… even a bit too soon to my taste discover what this black liquid was. A pungent and potent smell of dragon arousal fills the air that feels thicker and thicker by minute. This smell is so strong it forces me to cover my nose. Damn… I haven't smell something like that in years… since… since the last time I saw my dragon mate… thousands and thousands of years ago. The memories of this immense orgy thq staid in memories for ages as a night of pure wild abandon. I remember the floor of this same room being turned into a deep pool of cum and female fluids. I smile when the good memories of the time we spent cleaning their mess the entire week after, all day wiith cum up to our knees trying to clean it before it dried; how some fell in the gooey mess or how some was thrown to other's face in a childish playful behavior. Good old time…. Below me the ocean of dragon's it submerged by a wave of lust and without any manner they let their wildest instincts take over. Some start to jerk or suck themselves with ravenous strokes, rapidly spilling gallons of cum in and on themselves or on the stone ground. Quickly couples form, pairs of two or more, males or females they don't seem to care; as long as there is a hole where to put their cock in. Soon they are just all mating, breeding like animals. The only sounds I'm able to hear are wet slapping sounds of hips against hips, deep growls, moans and mighty roars when one of them come. The only scent that can be smelled is the one of freshly spent seed.

The constant motions of the crowd are almost dizzying and force me to look away. Moreover I notice something strange happening near one of the columns of the right side of the room, dragons keep gathering there, gazing at something I can't see from this angle. I teleport on a more convenient spot but the view is still denied to me, blocked by the large body of a mating dragon. Just above him is another dragon who is burying his member in something and wear on his face the look of someone enjoying himself, feeling an immense pleasure from the look of it. When one of them moves another immediately take his place. I only manage to see shiny black scales gleaning in the torches light. It could be Kyo… or a complete stranger. After all he isn't the only black scaled dragon around.

I change target when I see another black form emerge from the crowd for a brief instant.

When I come to its location it as already since long gone away. My eyes fall on a familiar face… well familiar is a big word: it's the dragon I saw earlier who had planned all this mess. He isn't in a really good position: pinned to the ground under a larger male's weight, a grimace of pain and fear on this young face as the larger males forcefully trusts inside him, making the younger one squeal and whine in pain. I focus more on the green dragon above… he looks… familiar to me… but god damn it I still have the worst spot possible!. Only able to see his back from here and the other side is hidden by an even larger red drake that holds a grey one in his arms… wait… I definitely know those two. I concentrate on them and recognize the grey one: he still has some marks of a recent head injury.

"There you are… so your friends mustn't be far…".

My eyes drift back to this green dragon right on time to see him ejaculate in the other male. He has barely finished that he already pulls out, making the other scream in pain, a high pitched scream so loud it manages to cover the rest for a second or two.

When I can take a glance at the green male's parts I grimace. His cocks are covered in red blood.

"Man… that must hurt quite a lot…" I mumble with a devious smile.

My eyes fall on the shivering young blue dragon "Taken at your own game… what a shame…".

The blue drake quickly gets on his paws and run away, leaving a trail of blood behind just to be caught by the sylvan dragon I saw earlier. At first I think he is gonna get his go on him but no… instead… kind of disappointingly he just beat him up in the old fashion way and is only stopped by the green dragon. The sylvan drake let the other go, in a worst state than before. Finally I can see the green's face and almost yell in joy "Yes! Yes! Yes! I knew I had seen your face before!"

He was with Kyo… I'm sure of it. Maybe he can give me some information… or lead me straight to Kyo… and to my goal.

All my hopes fade when I see him look around worry in his eyes, like he was searching for something… or someone….

"Damn it!" I roar, slamming my fist in a wall. He doesn't know where Kyo is either.

I start to circle around this circular place… trying to clear my thought. So… I don't know where is Kyo… he could be there or at the opposite side of the world… and even his shitty friends don't know where he is… great… just great… that's the best fucking day of my life with that and this drake that's supposed to help me but preferred to put his cock in someone else than do a proper work. So… like always I'm alone… with no clue on where is my target.

I decide to try one last thing. I mumble a quick and easy spell. I regret it… my spell is sent back right into my face. "What an idiot I am!" I curse myself, remembering that the behind those rocky wall is a thick layer of dymeritium, a metal that deny any use of magic. Should have known better it's me who decided of the instalment of this protection barrier.

I shake violently; it feels like a lightning has struck me. I clench my fists and try to adopt a slow and steady breathing.

After some time I get to a more calm place and sit along a wall and, for the first time in ages fall asleep; not this sort of meditation state I plunge myself into to get some relief but a real deep sleep….

It's only a far coughing sound that awakes me. I get on me feet and walk silently to throom. The silence feels almost appeasing compared to yesterday's agitation. There is only a deep silence. In the pitch dark room I only see the dark outlines of sleeping dragon and, in the distance one clawing in the staircase to get out. It's almost funny to watch this poor guy climbing the stairs.

Then…finally he answers to my mental calls… just to tell me Kyo was probably there all Night long! Am I surrounded by incompetents! He was under my nose all along.

I'm brutally pulled out of my thought by some loud screaming echoing over and over.

I look around searching for the source of it… but below me nothing moves, no dragon seems to have heard it.

It takes me ages to realize this voice yelling, calling for help is in my head. I totter… not used to this. I listen more carefully. It's him… almost crying, shaking all my brain with his cries. I try to contact him but he don't answer my calls. I try another method… focusing on the thought and sensation he sends me through the link. There's mostly fear and panic that quickly take over me, pressing my heart in a vise. I track him. He acts like a beacon to me. "There you are…" I whisper, preparing to teleport. Instinctively my hand falls along my side trying to grab to my sword handle where it use to be. But this time my hand closes on emptiness.

I look at my waist, the bels, the empty sheet where my sword used to stand in all its glory.

"Damn me… I forgot…" I pest.

I lost my main weapon… although it doesn't mean I'm defenseless.

I go a bit lower and grab a much smaller sheet decorated with small shiny crystals. I grab the hilt with caution and let the blade slide out with a hiss. The blade of a one handed sword two times shorter than my other one shine in the dim light. The pearlescent white blade seeming so… perfect, a light golden thread goes from the large red gem at the base to the black tip, forming one only sentence "no mercy for my foes". I should really change this sentence one day. I make a few stabs and swipes with it just to get used to it then smile.

"Here I come…" I whisper, and then vanish in a cloud of smoke.

………

ARES:

It can't be… no… no there is no way it can possibly be.

Before me, next to this still magnificent dragoness, even though a twisted grimace gives her face a ugly look stands Skel and Tormis. Tormis look so scary now, strangely the first thing that catch my eyes are his wings… well… the lack of them to be honest. I don't understand why they vanished during his transformation. The rest is just… terrifying. From his back long lines of spikes burst from his very scales, his claws elongated into three times longer razor sharpened like blades, his eyes became a deep red but I still can see an ember circle near his pupils. His snout has elongated two, new fangs stuff his mouth, protruding along his lower lips, streams of a thick saliva falling along his chin on a red crest that grew there. I see, under his scales, his bulging and tensed muscles. He looks thinner than before and way more dangerous.

"I warned you not to make me angry…" he hisses, his deep voice sending chills of pure fear along my spine.

Skel on his side… still look kind of cute in his own way. Like his brother his wings have disappeared, melted by the fire. Unlike his brother he, look less muscular but much more agile than before, his claws have grown and curved at their tip, long horns appeared on the back of his skull, a lone line of spikes now follow his spine from the base of his skull to his tail tip. His eyes kept the same crimson red color but have changed shape, a small horn is now on top of his nostrils… it looks kind of cute; this small pointed ivory tip there. Under his chin is a crest too but much smaller.

When his eyes finally dare to cross mine I can see tears in them.

"Forgive me…" he whisper with his much deeper voice filled with sorrow.

Those two words are enough to let me see the long fangs in his mouth. I gulp… unsure of what I should do. My mind is cut in half between two feelings… on one side I still find him… so cute and adorable… and wonder how is cum would taste like… but on the other side I only see a beast ready to rip me apart at the first occasion.

"Enough of that." Huff Alya "I didn't come here to argue with you but to find who this guy really is…" She hisses, looking in my direction.

She has barely made a step forward that a spiked tail widely sways and whips one of her forelegs, tearing through scale drawing blood.

She acts, quickly like a snake. In a blink of an eye Tormis' growl become a weak squeaking sound his tail pinned to the ground under Alya's claws, deeply buried in his flesh, blood gushing out of the wound. Tormis try to keep his composure even though I see in his eyes he is suffering a laot.

"I'll deal with you later…" she growl, pulling her bloody claws out of Tormis tail before resuming her slow walk in my direction. Behind her Tormis is mumbling words in a foreign language, throwing her hatred filled looks. She totally ignores him.

"So… who are you?" She asks when she is in front of me.

I stay silent.

"Well… if you don't want to answer we'll do it the hard way!" She says with a bone chilling smile.

She slowly lift a paw and let her blood coated claws rub along my snout. The touch seems almost gentle at first but the more she descend along my neck the more pressure she applies, digging through scales, cutting the skin below, going deeper and deeper until I cry in pain, blood pouring on my scales. His claws stop just above the leathery band.

"What a strange pendant…" she whispers, eyes glued to the black crystals "so much energy in there… I wonder why you might need that."

She slowly reaches a claw with extreme cautions.

"Booh!" Yell Tormis, appearing next to her, making us both gasp in surprise.

He starts to laugh loudly. Alya, not amused at all rumble deeply, swearing in the same unknown language.

"Come on… a joke doesn't hurt" Say Tormis between two laughter bursts.

"Maybe but my claws do!" Roar Alya, slashing across his face.

Tormis make a step back, a new set of bloody ugly wounds on his face, just below one of his eyes. He growls deeply but get out of reach.

"Where was I…" mumble Alya leaving me a split second to breath, "´Oh yes… I remember…" she adds pressing a claw on one of the crystal. I gasp, feeling an ice cold sweat streaming along my spine as my insides tighten in sheer fear, even forcing some of Skel still warm cum out of me. It takes me all of my will power to hold a moan inside. Slowly her claws move along the leather band of the heavy pendant on my neck. She comes to a stop, slowly rubbing the scales in this area.

"Last chance to tell me who you truly are… or I'm gonna find out by myself…" her claws sink in my flesh once again, forcing another whine out of me, "and if I'm not satisfied with what I see I'm gonna make you suffer…" she hiss.

"Can't you be a bit more… gentle on him?" ask Skel with a shaky voice, "I mean… he did nothing against us… he… he doesn't deserve !o be treated that harshly…".

"Skel… you still have a lot to learn," she whisper "It's not because you had your fun with him that he is a friend".

Skel gasp and blush warmly….

She observes him for a long embarrassing minute, laughing discreetly then turn her gaze to me again.

"Still nothing you'd like to tell me?" She ask, obviously out of patience.

I keep my mouth shut, trembling uncontrollably.

"That's sad… you don't know what awaits you…".

Suddenly she is hidden by a thick cloud of smoke.

"What the hell is that…" she mumbles.

Suddenly the dark smoke become something solid, something I know too well; something that put a triumphal smile on my face.

It's hard to describe what happens next, from the shadow appear a dark form, dressed in a long as dark coat, holding in one hand a shiny as deadly, blade.

The first strike takes Alya by surprise and the blade sinks into her shoulder up to the hilst. The sword is pulled out, bringing out with it a fountain of blood. What comes next is really hard to describe: Alya retreat to avoid several other swords strikes that only manages to inflict her light bruises and cuts. They move to the center of the room where Alya has much more space to defend herself but her attacks stay ineffective, the one she is fighting always managing to dodge or block them with a natural ease.

What definitely makes this whole situation weirder is when Skel mumble "Master?".

Everyone freezes and look in his direction.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" ask Ordan, as surprised as the rest of us.

"And you… master… what are you doing here… we weren't expecting you".

The raised sword is lowered and a relative calm install itself in the room.

"Why didn't you try to contact us master?" Ask Tormis, bowing respectfully.

"I wasn't even aware of your presence here" he replies drily "I guess you have something to do with that…" he hiss to Alya's attention.

"That doesn't concern you…" she growl, baring her fangs "If you can't make the difference between your friends and your enemies".

"It what happens when you attack my friends" he grumble sheeting his sword.

"Wait what did you just say?" she ask totally taken by surprise.

"You heard me right… the one you were trying to kill belongs to me… am I right Ares?"

I nod approvingly.

"But master… why didn't you warn us of his presence?"

"Because I wasn't even aware of your idiot" he replies with an angry voice.

Skel slowly walks to him and grind his face against Ordan's chest until he gets a rub between his horns and start to purr.

"I see you still can't work together without harming you all the time…" he comment, taking a sample of blood on Skel's face.

"Could have been avoided ig you had told us you sent one of your pet to help" she spit.

"Can someone free me?" I wonder. No one answers my call.

"Anyway… now that this whole thing is clear… what reasons forces us to meet again Alya?" He asks in a cold tone.

"As unpleasant as it sounds for me it looks like we are on the same mission…" she growls obviously unpleased by this new.

"Searching and capturing our dear gone rogue friend".

She nods in silence.

"To be totally honest our first mission was to still those eggs and give them to this black dragon" she explains.

"And now where are they?"

"You'll never trust me but they all came back!" she yell.

"That's a problem…".

"Because we heard you failed in your mission" she hisses with hatred and rage.

"Hey I'm not the only one to blame! Those two kings failed too" he reply, slamming his fist into a wall.

"And may I know why you failed?"

"I tried several time to capture him but every time this bastard managed to escape…" he grumbles.

"Have you lost all your skills?" she provokes him.

"No… just… this guy met… an unexpected fate…".

"Yes I learned he bonded with a human". She growls with an obvious disgust.

"Well trust me he is full of resources".

"It's just because you are weak" she spit.

Ordan totally ignore her.

"And the friends he made and with who he traveled with are also dangerous… I remember them trying to blow me up" he says with a surprising calm "and trust me it hurts!" he then roars.

"I can imagine that…" she mumbles.

"The question now is… who else is here?" Ask ordn.

"It doesn't concern you" she hisses defensively.

"It does now… we're all in the same boat now".

"Fine… aside from the three of us there's also Androxus…"

"What He brought this mad zombie here!" Yell Ordan. I'm sure I heard fear in his voice.

"Sadly…" whisper Alya, shaking her head, "I don't approve this decision either but… well… we don't have the choice".

"Great…" answer Ordan, nervously touching his sword's handle "where is he right now?".

"At Novalis… at least he is far enough from us" explain Tormis.

"Good to know" say Ordan, relieved "who else?"

"Well there's also… you're not gonna like it…" warn Alya.

"Go ahead can't be worst than this cursed zombie roaming around".

"Trust us master it is" confirm Tormis.

"Oh no… don't tell me…"

"He is here…"

"Damn it! Am I cursed or what!?" He shouts in pure rage.

"Do you really want to know the answer?"

"No idiot that was a rhetorical question!"

Ordan take a long time, deeply plunged in his thought before talking again.

"Well… well… well… Ghor is here… what a great day… where is he?"

"Have no clue on his current location I just know he is here" say Alya, as bored as Ordan.

"I met him a week ago" interrupt Tormis.

"Let's say you bumped into him and that he almost crush you into the ground" precise Skel.

"Details details… the important thing are that we're sure he is here".

"We already knew that silly" reply Skel.

"Now the question is what do we do now?" ask Alya. "With you and them there it changes all the plans… the eggs are now out of reach… our target is just below our nose and we have a newbie to deal with".

"Are you sure the eggs are unreachable?"

"I'm sure of it… I saw the guards take them away" answer Alya with a growl.

"Where are they now?" "In the emperor personal quarters" she spit "under heavy protection of course".

"Yes… would have been too easy…".

The conversation start to really become boring and I am there, still attached to this wall, my muscles getting more and more painful by the minutes spent there.

"Hey Skel! Skel!" I whisper, trying my best to catch his attention.

" What?" he answer on the same tone.

"Can you free me?"

He seems hesitant.

"Come on man you can do it" I encourage him.

"I'm not sure it's a good idea…" he protests nervously.

"Come on what do you risk?"

"I don't want to make the master angry…" he squawk, terrified.

"Ordan… he'll do nothing to you" I promise.

"You… you dare to call him by his name!" He exclaims, impressed "man… rumors says he cut the last one who dared to call him by this name in pieces and they didn't found all the parts". It only makes me laugh loudly "seriously man… I've been calling him like this for the past month and I'm still alive". I see in Skel's eyes he is impressed, even respectful but still petrified by fear.

"I don't know man… it still sounds like a bad idea for me…"

"God damn it don't you have balls or what!?". "No… I… I… just don't want the master's wrath to fall on me…".

"He'll do nothing to you… trust me".

Skel looks around, sweating like mad.

"Skel listen, if you free me I let you use all your gears on me, inflict me anything you want". I see a devious glow in his eyes. "Really?" he asks happily. "Of course if I tell you" "you promise me?" “on my life" I answer.

He makes a step in my direction but is stopped by Tormis.

"Thanks for the offer but I think you won't mind waiting for the master's accord right?" He say, pulling Skel away.

"Shit…" I growl. "Como on man… I'm on your side there's no reason to keep me here". "Hmmm… I'd rather wait for them… just to be sure". "God damn it! What is wrong with you?". He walks to me with an evil smile on his face. "You should have let me have my go…" he whisper in my ear. "Really! Is that really what matters for you right now?!" I yell, literally barking at him. "Hmmm… yep… I think you won't mind a few hours there".

"Fine… I'll suck you if it's what you want…" I growl.

"Interesting… but not enough. Try something a bit more… exciting".

"Really… you're insane man you know that… but fine… I'll let you fuck me…".

"Better… but still… could do more".

There… I'm out of arguments.

"I… I don't see what I can do more…".

"I'm gonna give you a tip". He comes closer and whisper directly in my ear.

"Maybe you could…". My eyes widen in shock. “I… I… I can't do that… it's… gross".

"Well… that's too bad… for you" he whispers with this evil smile I'd love to erase from his face.

"Well… bye".

"I'm gonna make you pay for that" I grunt for me.

"Don't worry I have an idea" whisper Ares that has been sitting next to me all along. I feel the energy pulsation in my body become stronger.

"What are you doing?". "Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you".

"That's not what I meant".

He stays silent. I only feel the pounding of energy in me become even worst. It feels like someone is hammering my body from inside. Reddish sparkles fill my sight as a loud noise builds up in my ears. A violent burst of pain makes me tense all my muscles.

"What are you doing?" I squeak in pain.

"This damn collar is blocking me… denying me full access to my powers…!" he roar in frustration. "That's gonna hurt…" he just warn "try not to scream ok?"

Suddenly I feel myself loosing grip on reality, submerged by a tidal wave of pure pain. I feel an unimaginable heat radiating from the collar on my neck, burning the scales below it. I don't know what he is trying to do but it's so damn painful, I feel like my flesh is torn apart, like something is trying to get out of my body. Finally I understand: he is draining my energy for his own purpose.

"Stop this… madness… are you trying to kill us both?" I whine on the verge of passing out.

"Just need a bit more…" He only whispers.

I finally dare to look at him. His smoky form is agitated with strange energy spasm, his eyes glowing with a dark light I don't like at all.

When I finally dare to follow his look I gasp in horror.

The one he is staring at, focusing all the energy he is draining is none other than Skel. He is in a strange position bowing strangely, shivering like he was cold, his wide opened glassy eyes fixated on what seems emptiness but I know that in reality he sees Ares.

"Ares… please… no… don't hurt him… he doesn't deserve that…" I plea, trying to force him to stop with all my strength… my pathetic weakened strength.

"I don't want to hurt him idiot…" he growls, "but it's a necessary evil… for us".

"What do you mean?"

"Almost there…"

I hear Skel whining in an obvious pain, his shivers becoming uncontrollable convulsions, his eyes rolling back in his skull… hit claws racking the stone floor, his tail swaying widely, crushing several things in the process.

"Skel…" calls Tormis, worried like never before, "are you ok?".

The only answer he gets is a series of loud whimpers and huffs.

When Tormis try to put a reassuring paw on his brother's shoulder he just earn a deep bite. He squeals but not loud enough to draw Ordan and Alya of their argument.

"Damn Skel what is wrong with you!" he yell, holding is now bleeding paw. Skel just make a deep fearful rumble.

"Almost there…" whisper Ares, so focused he doesn't seem to realize what is happening.

Skel's eyes slowly rise until they are fixated upon me. In those two glassy irises I see something that make me fear for the worst as he licks his snout in a terrifying way; thick saliva dripping from the corners of his lips.

"There… we go…"

At his words Skel jumps on me I want to scream, to push him away before he hurts me; voluntarily or not.

"Stop struggling idiot whelp he is under my control" hiss Ares in both anger and annoyance. "Easier to say than to do" I reply "You're not the one with a mad dragon on you".

"Shut up and watch".

Incredibly Skel start to tear through the thick material holding me, his claws digging into this like it was marshmallows until I just fall on my back. I feel the hard and cold contact of the stone against my back as, above me Skel is still holding to me, growling and snarling like a beast.

"It's ok Skel… you can let go of me…" I mumble.

His grip only tightens around me, his claws digging in my scales.

"Do something!" I scream trying to shove him away but for some unknown reasons his force seems to have been increased by ten times compared to before.

"Stop him!" I roar.

"I-I… I can't" reply Ares in the same fear "He… he isn't under my control anymore". "What?! Do something!"

"I… I can't…".

Skel growls again, his claws tickling at my scales. Slowly he lowers his head until he is jus! a mere inch above me; the warm air coming from his nostrils washing over my face.

"Wait Skel… what are you doing?" I ask, shaking in fear. His tongue slips out of his maws, drooling with the same thick saliva like Tormis. This wet and agile appendage starts to lick my scales. In another situation I would have loved it but there and now I just find it weird and gross to have this beast licking me.

I can't move, my painfully tensed muscles refuse to answer me when I most need them.

Slowly his tongue gets closer to my snout, making sensual circle on my chin; slowly moving toward my lips. Our eyes meet; I see only emptiness in those hazy orbs.

"What has he done to you?" I wonder, paralyzed by fear.

Slowly he starts to nibble at my lower lips in a quite sensual way.

"What is he trying to do?" I ask, panicked, and worried that he could do something bad.

"From here it looks like he wants to kiss you".

I gasp when he forces my maws open and his tongue enters in my mouth. I make a muffed sound when this fleshy appendage coil with mine, forcing me into a weird kiss, our jaws locked together as he draws me in a strange kiss of his own, his tongue delving in deeper and deeper, forcing himself dominantly upon me, his thickening tongue dabbing at my throat entrance, making me gag in reflex. Thick rivulets of saliva pooling in the back of my mouth as he drives me into a wet sloppy kiss. As time goes by he forces more of his tongue inside me, carrying with it even more of this gooey saliva. I'm suffocating for breath, trying desperately to get some air in my burning lungs as he keeps pushing his tongue forward his tip sneaking between my fangs, sliding against the roof of my mouth, wiggling and dabbing at whatever it finds. Finally; out of breath, unable to hold back any longer I take a deep breath, swallowing at the same time all the thick gooey liquid in my mouth; the sensation of it flowing in my throat makes my inside twist. It has barely reached my stomach that it already rush in the opposite direction. My cheeks bulge with the wave of this nasty mess filling my mouth. In a blink of an eye he dislodge himself, spitting and coughing, is own predicament leaking alongside his chin.

I cough, my body trying to get rid of this gooey substance as quickly as it can. Skel, through those still hazy eyes seems angry, growling and snarling like a beast, his claws digging deeper into my scales, blood oozing from the deep wound those sharpened like razorblades claws leaves behind them.

Slowly he lowers himself again until his snout is brushing against the side of my face, his growls coming straight in my ear. He make a scary hiss that seems to last for an hour, his fangs lightly nibbling at my neck scales. I take a quick glance at him to see him smiling evilly, a dark light shading his eyes.

Surprisingly his growls become gentle purrs as he start to rub himself against my body his belly pressed against mine in some kind of hug.

I feel a wet and hard contact against my lower belly… a contact that makes me tense and shiver.

"Is that his…?" I ask, trembling like a leaf. "Of course it is… all hard and wet…" whisper Ares with envy.

I'm really starting to be nervous… what is he planning to do to me? Is he going to rape me? I'm so scared; he is just above me with a fat erection dangling between his legs.

The answer comes to me quite unexpectedly; under the form of a hot jet hitting my lower belly scales. At first I'm surprised what is he doing? When I take a look between his legs I gasp in horror. What I see only makes me grunt in disgust. The dark yellow stream raining down on my scales, pooling on my belly before slowly leaking on my sides, smearing the filthy liquid everywhere, in every crack, on every scales. The pungent musky scent of pee reaches my nose, making my nostrils twitch. The stream strengthens he aim it upwards covering my chest in his musky urine. I can't help the surge of pleasure that follows. How can I feel any kind of pleasure in this situation?

Hearing me moan he smile evilly and aim his yellow stream even higher, splattering my neck in his warm pee. Finally I dare to cross his eyes, even though they still look hazy and empty I still can see a small light inside them, a light that makes my heart swell. Slowly, almost gently he let go of me, slowly rubbing my scales with his claws as he get higher, one of his paw reaching behind my head and pulling me down, forcing me gently to face his squirting cock. The slow and sensual rubbing of his claws makes me confident in one thing: he isn't going to hurt me… at least as long as I do what he wants me to do. His pee comes raining down on my snout. The potent smell makes my nostrils twitch. Hesitantly I open my maws; he nod in approval as he aim his cock directly at my mouth. The yellow liquid comes pooling in my mouth. The rancid taste is unbearable but I try my best to hold it in my mouth. Slowly one of his paw force my jaws to close and push my snout upward, encouraging me to swallow. I make a muffed whimper of protest; he just growls, hurrying me to obey.

I stop breathing and swallow, gasping as it enters my stomach… I feel like I'm gonna vomit but thankfully I keep it in.

He smile warmly, pleased and lower his still erupting pee cock. His snout closes the gap between us, his tongue slipping of his mouth and giving me a quick lick on the snout.

I let him do his thing, stopping those useless struggles of mine and observing what his next move will be.

His tongue dabs at my lips, wetting them with his thick gooey saliva. A smile curls my lips as I slightly open my mouth. It's more than enough of a go ahead for him, his tongue sneak its way between my fangs, tasting my own saliva. Slowly, with a really awkward sensuality our jaws open and lock together as we kiss tenderly. It's so surreal. Unlike last time; he don't try to force himself on me, much less of his saliva is leaking in my mouth. This time it's slow and enjoyable as our tongue dances in the other's mouth, exploring every part of it.

Meanwhile he is still peeing, emptying his bladder on my lower belly and under tail. I gasp when I feel the warm stream hitting my sensitive slit. I moan, filled by a delightful feeling of pleasure as the warm liquid sip inside the rift in my scales, invading my sanctuary. It's enough to make my cock harden rapidly, the tip already parting my slit as he bath it in his musky urine. In no time I'm hard and dripping, my cock throbbing rapidly as he coats me in his yellowish pee. I feel my orgasm coming rapidly, a tidal wave of pleasure coming from the depth of my body as I squirt more and more pre on his scales. I dislodge my mouth from his just in time to let out a moaned growl as seed erupts in long gushes from my bloated tip, hitting his scales, forming white lines on his belly. It's me who grasp him and pull him closer this time, our maws finding each other's almost naturally like they were made for that and that only. My orgasm last for a long minute where I keep spurting more and more waves of cum, covering both our bellies in my semen. Exactly at the moment where my orgasm dies out in a pleasurable afterglow his stream ends in a few weak squirts. I look between us and see his still so hard and big cock pulsating and jerking upward, grinding against his belly right in the mess I just created. Nervously I reach down with a hind paw and let it grind against the lower side of his cock. At first he only growls but when he understands what I'm trying to achieve his growls turns into cute purrs as he start to trust forward, grinding himself on my scales. I guide his tip between two toes and let him hump freely, spewing cloudy lines of clear precum on my scales.

It barely takes a minute to have him groaning and grunting in bliss, humping rapidly in my paw, smearing his pre everywhere on my scales.

A goofy smile forms itself on his lips as his tongue lolls out of his maws, showing his obvious pleasure. His quick humps become even faster. It must be feeling like heaven for him because he humps my paw like he was actually breeding someone. Finally with one last groan he unleashes his seed, the warm milky substance coating my paw as it spurts from his throbbing cock. It all lasted for barely more than a minute but man was it intense? Yes indeed it was. I'm a bit disappointed that he so quickly stops cumming. It felt kind of good to have him spilling his seed on me. It sent tingles all over my body.

He has barely the time to give me a lick on the chin that strong paws grab him and pull him away from me, drawling him on the hard ground. I see Tormis, half shocked half angry, protectively holding a stunned and blanking out Skel between his paws.

Suddenly Skel become enraged, roaring and clawing at his brother's face, leaving reddish lines behind. Tormis tries to protect himself as best as he can while still holding his brother closely.

"Skel… stop that… it's me…" he try to resound his brother.

It only makes Skel wrath even worst. His jaws snap just below his brother's face.

"Skel… I'm trying to help… AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" he roars as his brother mouth enclose his snout in its deadly grasp, his fangs digging through Tormis' snout.

Tormis manages to put himself out of this forest of teeth, blood leaking from the deep wounds. He has barely time to react that Skel's jaws closes around his neck; holding him still, blood pouring out directly in Skel's mouth.

"Skel… stop this please…" whine Tormis, tears pearling at the corners of his eyes. "I don't want to hurt you…"

Skel's grip only tightens, forcing Tormis to bend and whine pitifully.

"Forgive me…" he whispers before slamming his fist into Skel's chest making him gasp as his entire air flea from his lungs. He let go of Tormis's neck, gasping for breath. Tormis act, quick lightning, agile like a snake, forcing his brother on his back, holding him tightly by the neck ; not too hard to strangulate him… just enough to keep him still.

His brother keep trying to hurt him but his attempts are futile, his brother's grip don't weaken even strengthen with every hits he takes. Skel's is only a ragging storm of claws lashing and fangs snapping at nothingness, thick globes of saliva falling from his mouth.

Slowly my eyes turn away, refusing to see this show of madness and rage, falling straight on Alya and Ordan who have stopped Talking since I don't know how long, staring at me. Alya looks impressed, curious too but more worried than anything else. Ordan look quite impressed and surprised but still throws angry glares at me.

"What have you done to him?" I growl, looking to the side directly at a still astonished Ares.

"What! I did nothing! It's… it's not my fault… for once" he exclaim, shocked as much as the others.

"Who are you talking to?" growls Tormis.

Ares is much faster than me to react, taking over me in a blink of an eye, making all my muscle tense.

"To me whelp…" he hiss.

"What the fuck is that?" Whisper Alya, disturbed by what is happening.

"What is that thing you found master?" growls Tormis, half feared half furious.

"You're still the best to find and recruit all the useless or mad guys" great Alya mockingly.

"Keep your mouth shut would you" grunt Ordan, on the brink of punching her.

Like before they restart arguing, yelling at each other until they are interrupted by a loud scream.

"Skel! Skel! Stay with me" yell Tormis. I discover Skel, his empty eyes staring at the ceiling, blood leaking from his mouth and nostrils, so calm compared to the last minute.

Slowly his eyes turn in his brother's direction. They exchange a weird look then Skel's eyes slowly close themselves as he falls limply in his brother's arms. Tormis stay there, paralyzed, holding his brother in his loving embrace, trembling in fear. Quickly he acts, putting his brother on the ground with caring moves then start to shake him.

"Skel… answer me… can you hear me?" Panicked he grab his brother forepaw and hold it tightly. "Please… Skel… if you hear me… take my hand… please…" he cries with watering eyes.

Slowly his cries become deep rumbles. His eyes slowly turn in my direction, gazing angrily at me. I see in those deep red eyes anger mixed with sadness and a lust for vengeance. One deadly mix. He bare his fangs at me, ready to jump on me.

"You…" he spit "You're gonna pay for that!"

He jumps on me; all claws and fangs out. I tightly shut my eyes, waiting for those sharpened claws and fangs to sink in my flesh. But… nothing happens. Slowly… extremely slowly I open my eyes. In front of me, anger boiling in his eyes, tears flowing on his cheeks, snarling and growling is Tormis, held back by Alya who intervened just in time. It takes him a few seconds to understand what is keeping him from slashing my face with those long claws. When he realize she is holding him he start to struggle, clawing at the air, trying with all his force to squirm out of her grass.

"Let me rip this son of a whore throat!" he roars, doubling his efforts.

"Stay at your rightful place slave and keep your claws at bay…" Order Ordan, forcing Tormis into submission.

He snarls and keep growling but obey.

"Master… please… let me shatter this asshole to dust… for my brother…" he begs pitifully.

"No…" answer Ordan coldly "Let me examine your brother first".

Ordan get to Skel and crouch near him, examining him in silence. I hear some muffed cries and see Tormis, head buried in Aly's chest crying out loud his despair, slamming his clenched fist weakly against Alya's scales. I look higher and meet Aly's eyes. From the look of she doesn't know how to handle him at all.

I can't suppress a smile of amusement… a smile that only bring me a deep growl and a hatred filled glare.

"If you want I can let him have his way with you…" she spit angrily. "No… no thanks…". "So stop smiling or I'll erase it myself…".

After a long minute of waiting in this uncomfortable position I see Ordan getting up with sorrow on his face. He just mumbles a word in a foreign language. Everyone lower their head in a deep silence. I feel a bone chilling freezing cold gust wind cross my body, a wind only I feel… a cold that only means one thing… death.

………

Meanwhile less creepy things happen.

………

Kyo:

"Oh… man… I never flew that fast…" I pant, landing on the balcony.

"You could fly faster without this full belly of yours dragging you down" reply Tarken, landing softly near me.

"Keep talking… I'll make sure your belly is as full as mine tonight…". "Hmmm… how exciting…" he whisper "well… only if you manage to catch me…".

"Don't worry I know exactly how to proceed with you… I know you can't resist the sight of a juicy cuck or the idea of a good rough breeding".

"You know me too well…" he whispers in my ear, grinding his cheeks against mine.

"It almost missed me" grunt Kyle, jumping from Tarken's back.

"Not me…" answer Allen, doing the same thing.

A servant runs in our direction.

"Sir… the emperor is waiting for you… please follow me…" he say, bowing respectfully.

"Lead us" answer Kyle.

I enter one of those immense corridors sized for some giant dragons.

"You'll be meeting the emperor in his meeting room with his son the great Ulrick and several of his generals" tell us the servant walking ahead of us to avoid being crushed by one of our paws.

"Fine… just show us the way" answer Allen.

We go deeper in the palace, turn at a corner, cross a large room and enter another corridor. The servant keeps talking to us giving so much information I have trouble following and understanding what the goal of it all is.

I'm so focused on what he says that I don't see a young wandering around the corridor with a large plate in his hands.

"Careful Kyo!" Warn me Allen. Too late… the poor guy his shoved to the side by one of my paws. He fall flat on the ground, his plate flying across the corridor before landing in a loud "crash" on the ground, the content in it spilling on the carpet floor.

"Shit…" I mumble.

Before me the poor guy gets up, make some order in his clothes and start to search gropingly for what he let fall on the ground. How he does it catch my attention, he uses just his hands, touching the carpet here and there in search of the fallen plate but on the opposite side.

"It's on your right…" I say gently.

He freezes… seems to hesitate but take a "look" in the other direction and finally put his hand on the shiny metal plate.

"Thanks" he whisper, now looking forward for what fell: several cups and smaller plates all filled with delicious looking products.

"Come on move your fucking ass of the way" grunt the servant accompanying us.

The guy keeps searching with slow and careful motions.

"Come on move your ass out of the fucking way!" shout the servant, giving the other guy a hard kick on his back. The guy fall flat again but get up quickly, keeping the same calm attitude.

"Return to your work!" barks the servant "and call the maids and tell them to clean up your mess!"

"Yes sir" answers the guy submissively. His voice sounds good to my ears, as light as the gust of wind, as soft as a bed of plums, like a long unimaginable melody.

Finally I see the guy's face and can't hold a gasp. At first he looks pretty normal, quite thin, short blond hairs, perfectly chiseled traits and, in the middle of all that beauty two perfectly white dead eyes.

I shiver on my paws, understanding that the guy is blind and this other servant keeps bullying at him. I make a deep growl but he doesn't even notice.

"Kyo… don't do anything stupid…" whisper Allen, feeling what I'm about to do.

I just snort and lower my head to the servant's level and make an even deeper noisier growl. The guy jump, scared.

"I wonder what human flesh taste like…" I hiss, wetting my lips with my tongue.

"Excuse me… what did you say?" he ask, gulping scarily.

"I said… if you want to be my next meal… keep barking at him…"

The guy's face loses all color.

"Leave this guy alone would you?".

"Of… of course… great dragon… there's no need to be angry…"

The servant makes himself as small as he can while I keep staring at him, growling, fangs barred, saliva leaking on the carpet before him.

"I'll leave him alone… promised" mumble the servant.

"Perfect…". I say.

I gently push the blind guy on the side of the corridor; he answers me with a smile as I walk away.

When we enter the meeting room the servant vanishes, leaving us with the few men in the room. We nervously enter the room under all the other men eyes.

"Ahhh! There are our last guests!" proclaim the emperor, coming in our direction, shaking Allen's and Kyle's hands like to old good friends. We bow respectfully in answer.

"Emperor… we came as you wished…" I say politely.

"I know I know… let's skip all the protocol we have work to do" say the emperor with a warm smile, inviting us to enter "let me present you my men".

We follow him to the first person around the table, right next to a large highly decorated chair.

"Well… you already know my son Ulrick" start the emperor.

"Glad to meet you again" answer Ulrick, bowing slightly.

Next come a real mountain of muscles, dressed in a black and red armor, holding his helmet under his left arm, a large blood red cape covering his shoulders, behind him a large black handle of a weapon, a large face covered of scars with cold red eyes and short red hairs.

"He is Shaghor;" present the emperor; "one of my best generals and tacticians and also commandant in chief of the northern legions".

"You're flattering me my emperor" he answers.

When he shake Allen's hand I hear his bones crack loudly.

"Damn… that was one hell of a handshake" say Allen mentally.

We go to the next guy, a tall man suited in a light golden armor incrusted with precious gems, holding in one hand a long shiny spear, his long blond hairs circle the oval of his face in gold, falling on his shoulders. It feels like light is radiating from him.

"He is Undyliss… my second general and commandant of the southern army".

"Pleased to meet you" answer the man with a light smile, offering us his gloved hand.

We politely answer then go to the next one; a man all dressed in black, a long coat hiding his form, his face invisible behind the hood over his face.

"Here is Master Kin'Fu, master and trainer of my spies and killers organization"

"A pleasure" he answers, bowing deeply, not revealing his face to us.

"No one have ever seen his face" precise the emperor like he felt our curiosity.

It continues like this for several minutes; we meet the great general of the imperial fleet, a scientist, a weapon maker, a… dwarf with a long curly bird and several other peoples. Then we arrive to an old chubby man dressed in pretty clothes looking at a golden pocket watch.

"Here is Mister Jefrey Stilton… great master of the traders guild".

"Hi Joff" say Tarken without any restrain.

"Only my friends dare to call me by this name" huff the old man grumpily. When his eyes fall on the big green drake a light illuminate those old irises.

"Tarken!" He shouts, happy like a child, hugging his large snout "I haven't seen you in years!"

"Three years exactly…" confirm Tarken with a smile.

"How have your trading's gone my dear?" Ask the old Joff.

"I had some issues for the last six month" admit Tarken "It's even worst since last month… I lost all my stock and had to move to some other locations".

"Damn… even the order had no news from you…" he whispers.

"Like I said… I went through a lot of troubles lately".

"I understand… you should come by my home one day… I think you have a lot of things to count me".

"And me Joff… do you remember me?" Ask Kyle, wiping the sweat forming on his forehead.

"Of course Kyle… how could I forget you!" he exclaim hugging Kyle warmly "I still have this little thing you ordered three month ago."

They start to talk of some trader to trader stuff, something that is well above my knowledges and care.

"I think we should leave those three chatter box to their business and continue" whisper the emperor.

On the other side of the oval table is an old man in a long white robe, holding a scepter full of magic with long white hairs and a as long bird, his face is covered of wrinkles. Next to him stands a friendly figure.

"Those two are Sir Arkahym VonDrakanov chief of the mage circle and his assistant miss…"

"Astuna" I interrupt him.

"Hi Kyo" she answer with a discreet smile.

"I see you've already been presented" grumble the emperor.

At this exact moment the doors open on the gigantic gold outline of the imperial dragon.

"You're finally there" he say when he has reached me after giving me a quick affectionate nuzzle. He takes a long look at me then whisper "I wasn't expecting you to be in a so good state after what happened to you last night".

"I'm tougher than that" I hiss, taking my seat between Kin'Fu and Undyliss bot he keeps stalking me. "What do you want?" I growl.

"I'm just curious… I wonder what you must smell like below this tail of yours".

I blush. His snout pokes around my back, making my blush even worst.

"Are you going to stop this!?" I growl, annoyed by this pesky snout poking around.

"Hmmm… what about… no…"

"Fine… what do you want? What will it take to have you stopping this?" I ask bored.

"I don't know… maybe some time with this eager slut of last night…" he replies with a devious grin.

"What!?" I squeak, "Are you drugged or what?"

"No i just want some… relief…. You see I remember a different side of you last night… a needy slut so eager to suck my cock".

I'm tired of this whole thing.

"I just want you to transform those words into acts".

My eyes almost bulge out of my skull.

"How dare you…" I hiss "even more in public".

He just smiles deviously.

"Come on… I know you want it to…" he whispers in my ear.

I muff a gasp when his scent reaches to me… so… musky… so potent… so virile… so… masculine… it sends delightful shivers down my spine. I can't stop lusty though to form in my mind, my lust taking the best of me; I start to wonder what it may look like… how it might taste… how it would feel inside. I make a soft moan, thinking of all those things at once. I shake my head violently, shoving him away at the same time, trying my hardest to keep my mind right, my cheeks warmed up by the crimson blush forming on them. Even if I try my best to keep it inside my flesh spills out of my slit in the end, coated in my slit fluids.

"You see… you're already lusting for it…" he keeps whispering tantalizingly. "Stop this please…" I beg, trying desperately to keep my composure "It isn't right…"

he ignore me and lick my neck again, his tongue bathing my scales in his saliva.

"Stop this…" I growl louder, my claws tearing through the soft carpet floor.

His tongue get a bit higher, tickling at the base of one of my horns; a particularly sensitive spot.

This time it's too much, i turn around my jaws snapping a mere inch away from his face. "Stop this already!" I roar. "Calm down Kyo… there's no reason to be angry…".

"Shut up and eat my cock whelp" I roar, my eyes starting to glow.

He bend before me submissively.

I realize everyone is staring at me in utter shock, my blush becomes even more noticeable. "Sorry about that…"I mumble, getting back to my place.

"Must I… eat it?" he asks with a low voice; shaking on his paws.

"What?" I growl. "Your cock…" he mumbles in a breath.

That's it I'm definitely hard, my cock tip all out in the open air, grinding against my belly, dribbling heavy globes of precum.

"No no… it was just… you know… it's nothing…".

He nods in silence and leaves.

They all start to talk of some military stuff. I try to focus on it, to take part of the debates taking place but it's so hard with this ragging erection slapping against my belly with each throb. I take a peak between my hind legs to discover my throbbing dick; pre drizzling from the tip, staining the carpet below. My knot is already swelling with blood. I tightly shut my eyes, taking several long deep breaths, trying to calm myself but nothing does the trick.

"Please get down get down get down…" I whisper pleadingly.

But like always my body goes against all my wishes, spurting more pre on the carpet.

i muff a squeak.

"Kyo are you alright?" whisper Allen.

"Yes… I'm just… hard…".

"Speaking of which dragon… if you want to keep your pride and honor safe please hide those parts I won't dare to see" Interrupt master Kin'Fu, looking away.

"What did he say?" I ask trembling nervously.

“I think master Kin'fu want you to hide your life giver night scales" explain Undylis.

I stay perfectly silent. He takes a deep breath and grunt "your breeding tool if you prefer".

I quickly put my wings around it.

"Is it so… obvious?" I ask, sweating like mad, my cheeks burning with the blush on them.

"if it was only the sight of it who is problematic… there's also the smell…" grumble undyliss. I'm gonna change color if I keep reddening like this. The sound of someone clearing his throat finally comes to my ears. I look in the direction it comes from. The emperor is staring at me from the opposite side of the table, arm crossed over his chest, a disapproving expression on his face.

"Kyo I want you to be focused for what is coming. If you have some needs to relieve please do it now or hold yourself together"

I barely hesitate and get up, wing low to hide my dripping cock.

"Excuse me… I'll be back in a second" I apologize before leaving the room.

The the door as shut itself behind me I notice the emperor's dragon has followed me. I totally ignore him and sit against a nearby wall, my snout facing my squirting cock, glinting in its coat of musky fluids. Before I can even start to stroke or lick it an inquisitive snout comes in, blocking my view, shimmering golden scales shinnying in the light. He doesn't even leave me time to open my mouth to protest and let his tongue slide over my member, making it throb with a renewed force. His large tongue slathering my cock in saliva, coiling around it, wrapping it in a wet and hot squeezing shelter. I moan in delight and give it a quick hump, my cock sliding deeper in this damp cocoon of muscular flesh. His tongue goes lower, the tip rubbing a set of flared ridges, earning a moan and a squirt of gooey pre on his snout. Slowly his tongue sneak its way toward my slit, squeezing my grapefruit sized knot, his tongue tip dipping in my overflowing slit, wiggling inside, gathering fluids before getting out, slowly uncoiling and retreating in the maw it belongs to.

It must be quite good because in less than a second he is back for more, bathing my cock in his saliva, forcing more pre and lusty moans out of me. In no time my member is engulfed by this hungry mouth, eagerly sucking and bobbing on the hard flesh, gliding on this wet and pleasurable tongue. This warm steamy mouth so eager so… I don't even have the proper words to describe how good it feels. It's so… infinitely pleasurable I give in the most carnal lust, grab his horns with my paws and; holding him close; I start to hump his mouth. He is far too big to even think about forcing him to deep throat me but oh man how awesome it feels to pound this muzzle. In just a minute I feel my orgasm closing in, my knot swelling more and more, hitting his lips with each trust, my member throbbing and spewing pre in the back of his mouth. I push my knot with one hard trust, unleashing more and more waves of pleasure throughout my body. I feel on the verge of coming. In the position I am, I have a perfect view of this golden neck. When my fangs close on his scales I'm surprised to get some resistance, my sharpened teeth bouncing on those too thick scales. I have no time to ask question, a wave of pleasure swallows me as I erupt like a pent up volcano, seed gushing out nonstop of my cock in a continuous stream; so hard its almost painful. It all stop as quickly as it started, leaving me weakly trusting inside him, leaking the remaining of my load on his tongue. My cock becomes flaccid again and I let it slip out of his maws as it retreats in my slit. I let go of his horns, lying against the wall, eyes half closed, tongue lolling, panting hard, savoring the delightful afterglow of this insanely pleasurable orgasm.

"Why…?" i whisper, catching my breath. “You asked me…" he answer, licking his lips.

"Thanks… it felt really good…", “My pleasure…".

i get on my paws. One of his heavy paws fall on my shoulder. "Where do you think you are going?" he whispers in my ear.

"We have to go back to this reunion" I whisper… "They are waiting for us".

"They can wait a bit longer".

"What do you want this time?" I hiss tired of this.

"I thought you could return the favor".

"God damn it! You don't let go that easily don't you?". He stays silent, gripping my shoulder harder. "Why do you want me? There is plenty of dragons you could have fun with so… why me?"

"I have mated with all of them already… well… those who can handle my… size and… girth… I'm always eager to try it with a new one".

"Yes but usually they don't resist you" I growl "let go of me".

He obey without hesitation "perfect… now come with me and don't try those foolish attempts of yours…".

We enter the meeting room in a perfect silence and take our respective places around the table.

"Great… now that everyone is here and focused we can come to the main subject." start the emperor.

"First of all one of my spy cells has been lost…" start Master Kin'Fu with sorrow "they were investigation in the dragon realm. The only survivor managed to send me all their information's in a message before being captured. We suppose he is dead by now". “What was the content of the message saying?" Ask joff curiously.

"Some strange events happened in their capital from what it appears… my man talks of a fire in their palace, two houses blown up in different districts at different time of the day then of an attack from above who set the city on fire. We estimate the losses to more than ten thousand. But it's not all…" he stay silent, making the impatience grow then say victoriously "the silver tower is destroyed, shattered to dust".

"it could be the perfect timing…" whisper Undyliss "What do you think Shaghor?"

"Hmmm… I don't know… when did it happen?"

"Last month" answers Kin'fu.

"If we act quickly we can try our luck and take them by surprise" Grumble Shaghor.

"And with the nearby river my fleet will be able to give you some support and even bring some reinforcements" say the Admiral Kasparov.

"Don't forget there are also some heavily armed groups in the area; they can provide us some precious aid" adds Kyle.

"Can we trust them?" Ask Shahor suspicious. "Of course we can!" Shout Joff "We've been supplying them for years".

"If you say so…".

"Gentlemen don't forget that even if their main source protections is down for good like we suspected it they aren't defenseless" say the old Arkahym "their magic abilities are still strong, filled by their hatred… and those events won't make it better". Tarken and I nod silently.

"So what solutions do you offer?" Grumble Shaghor.

"I know from someone I trust more than myself that two of them are here…".

"Where are they?" Yell Shaghor slamming his fist into the table.

"They are close my dear don't worry… to be more precise they are in this assembly here and now…". Those words are enough to put all the attention to us, pairs of angry and terrified eyes glaring at us. In a second swords are pulled out of their sheets, guns pointed at our heads. The tip of Undyliss' spear on my chin. I hear the hissing sound of a blade being pulled out and discover in Shaghor's large muscular hands a long black handle leading to a curved, red edged blade: a scythe.

"I had a gut feeling you had something to hide" he grunts with a terrifying smile on his face.

I take a look around. Allen is just before me, his hand on his sword handle in a defensive stance; Kyle hold his shotgun with a cold steel expression on his face, eager to fight; like I expect him to do.

I take a look around, trying my best to stay calm in search of any kind of help. I realize the emperor, his son, Astuna and Arkahym and Joff laughing discreetly. I understand and just take a deep breath.

"You took a big risk by telling our origins VonDrakanov" I growl.

The old mage just smile mysteriously.

"What are those two doing there?" Roar Shaghor "They are compromising all this operation". "Calm down my dear friend we are not on the battle field…" answer Undyliss with calm "they have no wan to escape". "Not exactly" I reply with a devious smirk "I've counted three different ways to get out of here without a scratch to my scales".

"Really…" whisper Undyliss, interested "I'll be curious to hear that".

"Well first of all there's still this good old door unlocked and unguarded…". "Should have posted some of my men here" grumble Shaghor in answer. "Secondly there is the secret passage near the fireplace activated by… this mechanism there" I add, pointing at a weirdly placed picture.

"Impressive" whisper Ulrick.

"And then there's still the hard way… right Tarken?" “Yes… our dear friend Joff would make such a great hostage…" he confirm with the same smile.

Joff's face lose all color as he hands start to shake violently.

"But let me ask you a simple question Shaghor…" I continue, shoving Undyliss aside like he was nothing and walk to this giant mountain of muscles and boldness. "Don't come a step closer dragon…" he growls, "I don't fear you. Dare to come closer and you'll face my blade". The sharpened blade scratches my scales. I stay stoic.

"My question Shaghor is… why isn't this door guarded? Why is there no one to even protect the emperor?" It has its effect, the warrior slowly lower his weapon, thinking in silence. Slowly his eyes turn to his emperor, amused by the show "my emperor is that true?", "Indead my dear Shaghor… because those two dragons are our allies." he explains with an impressive calm.

"My emperor… I don't criticize the wisdom of your choices but… we can't trust our enemies… who tells us it's not a trick, a ruse to infiltrate us and stab us in the back?".

Joff's voice suddenly rise, making all eyes turn to him.

"I know we can trust them… at least this one." he says, pointing at Tarken "He has been one of our trading partners for years and an active member of the order… but for this one… I don't know…". All weapons points at me again.

"And you night scales… what are your reasons… I'm curious to hear them…" whisper Undyliss those amber eyes glued to my lips.

"I have my reasons… and a vengeance to take…." "Develop a bit please…".

I'd like to keep it secret but I have no choice.

"They killed my family… my mates… fooled me… pushed me over the edge of reason and made me do the unforgivable…. They'll have to pay for that… and for what they did to the others".

Slowly weapons are put back in their rightful places.

"Now that everything is clarified can we come to the main point of this meeting please?"

Everyone sit back on their seat.

"So shall we prepare for an offensive?" Ask Undyliss.

"My men are always ready to fight for you and could be there in a month if we take in account all the time it will take us to cross their lands and probably some resistance along the way and maybe some usual weather issues…".

"I bet on the same time to get my ships ready and armed then sale to the river's mouth".

I let them talk and make plans on how to proceed to take over the city. I can't stop the sorrow that fills my heart, knowing that I'm working against my kind, to the destruction of my own home, to the fall of my brothers, fellow dragons like me that never wanted this war. I shut my eyes the tightest I can but it doesn't stop the tears from slipping between my eyelids.

"Hmmm… it's raining" comment Allen when a salty droplet land on his head. The bad joke just makes me puff a cloud of smoke on his face.

"What's wrong Kyo?" He asks, coughing in the smoke cloud.

"I… I can't… let them… do that."

"I know it must be hard for you Kyo" say the emperor with benevolence "but we have no other choice… it's what has to be done to prevent an attack from them".

"I know…" I cry "but… I still can't accept that… my voice may not mean much here but I oppose to this project…".

"I do to" agree Tarken.

"As sad as it can sound I follow our dear dragon friends." Approve Joff "You see I have some interest in this country and a war will put my traders and organization in immense difficulties".

"I oppose too" say Arkahym with wisdom "the circle won't follow blindly… we don't have any clues on what their actual power and military force is".

"Gentlemen I also have to remind you that our dragons friends have powerful allies like Symeria. We can't afford a war with all of them," explains a young man with a little mustache. I don't remember his name but I know he is in charge of the diplomacy. "Diplomatic relationships are complexes and we can't attack them without risking to start other conflicts; conflicts we might not win".

"You're right Aldhar" approve the emperor.

While they keep talking an idea make itself in my mind, something bright; something that could avoid a blood bath.

"I might have another plan to submit to you" I say, a proud grin spreading over my face.

"We're listening".

"There is a network of caves below the city… if we had a plan… we could use it to reach the royal district then make our way to the kings… using the cover of the night."

"Interesting…".

"Of course we can use your army if it goes wrong. You could be in stand by somewhere close and attack if we send you a signal". I propose.

"It could work…" mumble Undyliss "with a good timing it could definitely work".

I let them think for some time then whisper.

"There's also something you have to know about my kind and about our realm…". All eyes turn to me again. "It has already been lost…"

"What do you mean?"

"There's a… plague crippling us, decaying us… a thing forcing us to obedience…. those of my kind aren't themselves anymore…. Maybe what I think is hopeless and might sound pathetic but I think there might be a way to save them… that's why I don't want to kill them".

"I was aware of that" confirm Arkahym, slowly caressing his magic staff "But I don't have the knowledges for that".

"Well… it's something we'll have to dig in more deeply… but tell us Kyo why you're not infected?"

"We are part of the few ones who are not infected… Tarken, because the order gave him the capacity to protect himself. Me… I'm immune to it… but cursed by a far worst thing I don't want to talk about here".

"I understand" reply Arkahym with gentleness.

"So… does everyone agree to this plan?" Ask the emperor. All hands rise in answer.

"Well… let's get to it shall we?" Ask Master Kin'Fu.

"Of course…" approve the emperor before turning his gaze in our direction "You can leave now if you want… I'll send a messenger to you if we need you".

"Thanks emperor" I answer, getting on my paws, bowing respectfully before leaving, followed closely by Tarken, Kyle and Allen.

As we walk in the corridor only one thought is in my mind.

"So it's where we are going" I whisper to myself "… to war…".

TO BE CONTINUED