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“Now if you’re gonna go around wearing something the color of mustard, then you’re just asking for it.”

It would have been almost impossible to hear what this silvery voice had said to him against the club’s thrumming bassline, but Lumi found himself snagged in place as something - or rather someone - held firm on his tail. Amidst a sea of bodies, it should have been expected that strangers would push and press into one another, but never with such intent and certainly not for this long.

Prevented from slipping away, the dragon was forced to turn and face his impromptu captor. Between the dark of the dancefloor and waves of neon lights, Lumi’s gaze quickly found the claws ensnared around his tail, then the arm that fist was attached to, all leading to the looming figure staring him down.

Despite the dimming lights, when their eyes met Lumi’s mind seemed to circle a single, stomach-turning thought.

Those were the eyes of a predator.

“Can I help you?” He asked aloud, his voice doing its best to remain level even when the man’s claws dug deeper into the scales on his tail.

“You certainly can,” the male replied without missing a beat, using his hold on Lumi to pull the dragon closer toward him. There was nothing he could do to fight that kind of force, leaving Lumi with no other option but to stumble back until he was pressed uncomfortably close to a far larger, far stronger body. “In fact, I bet we can help each other.”

With the distance between them closed, Lumi got what was perhaps his best look at the other male. Much like many of the clubbers out tonight, the man was dressed in alarmingly little, which only gave Lumi the perfect view of his sculpted, muscled form. While it would have been obvious that he seemed taller up close, the dragon found himself taken aback by the actual sheer size he had over him. Thick, immovable legs, beautifully swollen arms, and a chiseled torso that just begged to be touched…

It was also impossible to ignore the stark contrast in their colors. Where Lumi’s softer hide shone bright pink in the neon, while the stranger blended into the dark with muted greens with browning stripes layered across his body. Yet it might have been the fearsome spikes spread like fins from his scalp to his spine, all the way down to his weaving tail giving the man a much fiercer silhouette. He couldn’t have just been a standard reptile, nor was he a dragon like Lumi. His striking appearance had to be a hybrid, maybe the beginnings of a lizard spiced with something snake-like. Maybe an iguana, or perhaps a cobra?

The specifics may not have mattered though, not when he flashed a sly, fanged smile at Lumi.

“And what makes you think that?”

The reptilian hybrid only smiled wider, unfaltering with his assumed confidence and brazen attitude. His free hand rose and tapped his left bicep, his finger singling out the murky yellowed cloth tightly hanging on for dear life. Then he pointed to Lumi, or more specifically he pointed to what he was wearing…

A mustard handkerchief of his own, only unlike the stranger’s, his was wrapped around his right arm. Eyes shifted back and forth between the two, Lumi taking a second or so to put two and two together and figure out just what the lizard was getting at. There was a slight surprise alongside the realization, as he’d only worn the thing out of curiosity.

It now seemed, however, that his curiosity was about to get the better of him.

The surprise quickly sunk away, the feeling dragging with it a new sensation. One of wrought anticipation, rising just as fast to fill his chest until every breath felt like an age to take. It even swallowed the space around his heart, where his racing pulse became swamped as he finally looked back to the reptile’s gaze.

“Oh.”

It was all Lumi could have managed, caught off-guard and still vying to regain control of his own body. Yet any effort to keep his face calm and his breathing measured seemed futile, especially when his tail was pulled once more. The hybrid male was dragging him in, and Lumi could only wonder why he wasn’t trying to stop him.

“So,” the lizard sang with a hiss, “do you want your guts rearranged by this thing…” Lumi’s attention was drawn down, guided by the man’s paw groping at his own crotch. Even with fingers outstretched, they did little to span the full mass of the reptile’s manhood snug beneath a fatigued jockstrap. “...or not?”

A numbness sipped its way in from the dragon’s extremities as it was not lost on him that that thing was still soft, and yet somehow it was as big as the man’s own thigh.

Ice ran down his spine when something inside him spoke before he did.

“Fuck me.”

Two words, impossibly loud above the din of the club, and Lumi’s heart pounded impatiently as the stranger considered his response. Then he smirked.

“Oh, I’m going to.” He leaned in, tongue lashing between his teeth as he savored the moment, “and you’re going to thank me for it.”

Air came thick and fast as the dragon struggled to hold his composure, split between steadying his fitting heart or quashing the swill of anticipation toiling in his belly. He didn’t know what to think, what to say, what to do, only to allow himself to be led in tow by the reptile through the crowded club.

“I don’t even know your name.” It was ordinary, almost banal, but it was one of the few thoughts making its way through Lumi’s head that he could land on. After all, it would be wrong to thank someone and not know what to call them.

“Raiden. Now you do.”

“I’m Lumi.”

“I didn’t ask.” The dragon was maneuvered forward, the iguana-cobra hybrid leading him like a dancer to which only he knew the steps. “‘Cause I don’t need it to fuck you.”

It might have been the truth, but the simplicity of it seemed so much more perverse when said aloud. It left no room for interpretation, no reprieve of the imagination. Deep down, somewhere that would soon be invaded by the male standing over him, Lumi knew it was just a foretelling of how blunt and brutal Raiden was going to be.

He found himself stood before a pool table, a sea of felt green laid before him like a makeshift bedspread. Absently, Lumi could only muse that there would be a different set of balls colliding with one another in mere moments…

“Go on then,” Raiden ushered from behind him, “you know what to do.”

Blood flushed in the dragon’s cheeks, excitement beginning to get the better of him as his veins coursed in time with his heartbeat. It inevitably surged further down, his own arousal rearing its head as he did as the lizard suggested. He turned, paws planted to the table’s varnished wooden frame, with his torso tilting over the expanse of green to offer his rump to the waiting male.

Fists snagged at his waist to stop him going any further, their touch sparking a flash of need through the dragon. But his fevered expectation of flesh pressing between his cheeks was never satisfied, rewarded only with a chastising cluck of the lizard’s tongue.

“Oh no you don’t. Not like that.” Those same fists swung him on the spot, spun in a pirouette until he came face-to-face with Raiden once more. Still he towered over Lumi, a looming mass threatening to bear down on him at any moment, and with effortless strength, the giant pinned him back to the pool table. “I wanna watch it go inside you.”

Lumi’s face burned brighter, so much so that even the pink of his scales couldn’t hide it. Raiden whispered a drawl barely heard above the club around them, but Lumi caught it. It dug into him and then stayed there, gurning in his brain.

“I wanna see it slide through your guts.”

Raiden pressed him further back, pivoting the dragon against the small of his back until gravity took over and rolled Lumi onto the flat of the table. The sudden shift in perspective felt dizzying as Lumi hobbled atop his elbows for purchase, his legs already in the process of being indelicately manhandled by the reptile between them. Lifted up and spread apart, Raiden allowed each of the dragon’s ankles to find their natural resting place upon either shoulder, just as his waist sought out its own home between Lumi’s now-exposed cheeks. Framed between the soft pink of his limbs, the reptile’s dark green stature hanging in the shadows seemed even more imposing than ever before. Their gazes met, and the dragon shuddered from the dirty glint shimmering behind Raiden’s eyes.

“That’s better,” the reptile said aloud, if only to himself. Claws slid along the dragon’s limber stomach, fingers massaging the warm flesh under its tips as if Raiden were sizing up how tender his meat was going to be. “That’s much better.”

His other paw disappeared beneath his hips, moving behind the dragon’s rear, and Lumi waited with his stare locked on what was to come next. Already his breaths were short and sharp, but they stopped altogether when Raiden’s fist returned with a beast slumped within its grasp. Dramatically he dumped the weight of it atop the dragon’s abdomen, the sheer size of its width engulfing his hips while its length went higher still from navel to ribs. Raiden left it there with an almost objective indifference, as if he was oblivious to the unfathomable difference between it and the dragon pinned beneath it. Its hot flesh seared against his scales, with musky, pliant mass pooling into the dipping folds of his stomach as it settled into sleep. All Lumi could muster was a stricken, wide-eyed stare at the monster’s own monster, his brain skipping over thoughts of how this thing was not only supposed to go inside him, but that it was going to go all the way to its root.

And it was still soft…

“Well, don’t be rude.” Raiden slipped two fingers between his lips, the shine of fresh saliva seeping across his digits. “Get him warmed up for me.”

For a moment, Lumi wasn’t sure how exactly the iguana-cobra expected him to go about doing that. The slab of flesh, practically motionless save for the sway and swill of its own unsteady weight, was a menacing sight to behold. Yet the dragon unconsciously reached forward, his paws earnestly welcoming the man’s cock into his embrace like a long-lost love. Though Lumi’s mouth felt dry and his mind spurned any reasonable thought, his body acted on impulse to take hold of Raiden’s waiting manhood.

When his paws made contact with its skin, Lumi was alarmed at the heat simmering against his touch. The male’s endowment burned like a furnace, and it roared with a heady pulse of engorging blood. Already Raiden must have been getting hard, and yet it seemed an eternity went by as his anatomy lazed into life. Lumi wandered its length with increasing wonder and deepening panic, tracing the rich, supple skin up and down until he was intimately familiar with every inch the behemoth had. But when its soft mass began to turn rigid, and its size began to arch with the reptile’s heartbeat driving it, it became something altogether different. Its tip drooled as if it too were as hungry as Raiden, the pre spilling onto him like waters of an overflowing dam, and Lumi feared that if he interfered any further that that dam would burst all over him.

His attention was snapped away by the sudden, incisive shunt of fingers into his ass. Spit was arguably not enough to lubricate the way, but Raiden seemed ignorant to that fact. Instead, he sunk two digits from knuckle to knuckle as he worked loose the dragon’s hole. Lumi gritted his teeth and rode through the discomfort. It would pale in comparison to the cock now lurching above him as it reared to its full height.

The fingers were removed, though only for the reptile to taste the dragon’s hole as he lathered them up once more. Three fingers went back down, pursed into Lumi’s puckered ass as they crudely returned to stretching him open. Raiden’s other paw caressed his throbbing cock to keep it entertained while it waited, smearing a film of pre from its bloated head to his crotch. All the while, he never once left Lumi’s patient gaze, the tension between them just as hot and heavy as the reptile’s cock.

When it no longer hurt, when it no longer felt tight, when Raiden decided he’d waited long enough, that was when he finally spoke again. For only a second, he broke through the fantasy to give Lumi a chance to do the impossible: to turn back.

“You ready?” His jaw squeezed, the lizard’s anticipation catching in his steeled expression. “You want it?”

Lumi didn’t waste anymore time. He nodded, throwing aside any sense of self-preservation he might have had left. He wanted it.

“I said fuck me.”

Raiden smiled - a long, dirty grin.

“I’m going to.”

He levered his hips back and swung his hard cock into the space made down below. While it was now out of sight, if only for the time being, Lumi was still keenly aware of its presence. He could sense its size eyeing him up, bracing itself to find its mark and pounce, and his body buzzed with trepidation.

Then he felt it. Raiden leaned forward, just ever so slightly, and the monster’s head kissed against the dragon’s waiting hole. The heat burned tenfold now as it radiated its way through him, Lumi squeezing his knuckles tightly as Raiden put weight behind his hips and continued to roll them forward. Pressure hunkered down at Lumi’s ass, the swollen tip sinking its way through the resistance. Lumi almost couldn’t bear it, gnashing his teeth and smothering a grimace as he pushed through in much the same way Raiden pushed through him. Seconds ground to a halt, the room around him sank away, and there was nothing the dragon could think about but the feeling of hard, warm flesh forcing its way inside him.

Then it broke through.

The experience was somewhere between immediate relief and sudden discomfort. Punctured upon just its head, Lumi struggled through ragged breaths as Raiden held himself still. His body wanted to push, to expel the intruding mass that did not belong, but Lumi wanted it there. He had already decided that not only did it belong there, but that it belonged much deeper than that. And so he willed himself, as best he could, to relax. Deeper breaths, slower breaths, and a thundering heart that stammered to a calmer tempo… Lumi’s hole stretched around the reptile’s cock as pre drained into him to line the way further in. The warmth and wetness ebbed through him to soothe the initial trauma and slither past his broken defenses.

“Holy shit…” Raiden breathed as he started to push again. Despite how tight he should have been, the cock’s bloated shaft sunk in beautifully past the dragon’s hole. Though it was still slow and controlled, Lumi’s ass swallowed and suckled on the lizard’s member with every inch that was fed inside. Raiden even stifled his quiet surprise when his concerns about the dragon’s inner sphincters were dashed; Lumi barely flinched or winced as the male’s cock slid into the beginnings of his colon, a feat that should have had others fighting back from the alien penetration.

But for Lumi, he had worn his handkerchief for a reason. He could take it. And that thought made Raiden’s blood burn in his veins with depraved delight.

“Fuck yeah.” Already he was halfway inside the dragon, and Lumi’s head lolled back along his neck. He was lost to the sensation of becoming full, of feeling his body being reshaped by throbbing flesh that refused to stop sinking deeper into him. He didn’t dare look down, not when he soon began to feel the very wrong and very distinct pressure of something hard probing up through his stomach. His body shivered between knowing excitement and anxious wonder, instinctively sucking his belly in as Raiden made good on his word. It was glorious and giddy, dark and disturbing, and his shuddering took hold of him all over again.

He felt the rough touch of scaled skin press flush against his buttocks, and Lumi knew it meant that Raiden was finally, completely, and entirely inside him. His body convulsed with abnormal pleasure around the mass now squatting in his guts, enveloped by his organs and nestled within the beginnings of his stomach. It can’t have been that deep. Lumi couldn’t think about how deep it was. He could barely catch his breath as he circled around the realization that Raiden had impaled him.

Claws snatched one of Lumi’s paws, guided together until Raiden forced it down onto the dragon’s own tummy. His fingers touched his own skin, now unnaturally distended, completely unrecognizable as Raiden massaged their paws around together. That was when Lumi felt it, when he realized just what exactly he was feeling, even in spite of how obvious it should have been. He lifted his head up, nervously looking down his body, and met the sight of Raiden’s cock bulging and ballooning up through his guts. Every twitch and toss it made inside him kept in time with the spectacle before him, and Lumi swore that the table beneath him would fall away and he’d be swallowed whole by that feeling alone. Coiled within him, gorging through him, molding him into something new…

“Oh fuck.” He couldn’t find the air for the words, but still they came, desperate to get out of him to make way for more of the reptile’s meat. “Oh fuck me.”

There was no witty retort or recurring comeback. The flirtatious charisma had been scoured away exposing the rapacious lust buried beneath, Raiden surrendering himself to the moment just as much as Lumi had. First, his hips began to roll again, gentle and slow, much like before, but as they worked to loosen a few inches of his cock, it wasn’t to last. A roll turned into impatient gyration, the lizard arching his back and thrusting like a piston into the dragon’s body. He let go of Lumi’s paw, though the dragon no longer needed him to caress and grope the surging cock inside of him. Raiden’s fists grabbed at the dragon’s buckled knees and pushed his limbs further down. With Lumi doubled over in two, his weight still heaving to keep him pinned in place, it gave Raiden a far better angle to fuck the dragon’s ass. From top to bottom, tip to tail, the hybrid male drove himself into the dragon with wild abandon.

Without thinking, weak, whimpering moans began to rise from his chest as Raiden staked a claim to him from the inside out. They spluttered in the air and were lost almost immediately within the surrounding crowd that had long since congregated to watch in envious disbelief. Lumi didn’t pay any mind to them, however, as he was utterly consumed by the rutting mass sliding in and out of his guts. He could feel every inch riding through him, he quailed each time it hit its deepest mark, and he fought against his instincts to stop when somehow Raiden went even deeper than that. Awash with cold sweat, painted in snorts of spittle and drool from overhead, and feverishly edging towards an orgasm, Lumi was more lost within himself than the room around him.

All there was, there and then, was the force of nature doing so much more than just rearranging his guts.

The broiling waves of climax never seemed to abate, however, and Lumi was incapable of knowing if he had cum or not. He wasn’t even sure if he could, not with so many pounds of flesh pressing on him from within. But that didn’t seem to matter, not when he could hear Raiden haunched over him, snarling with feral passion with his body taking as much a toll as the dragon’s was. He powered through whatever fatigue was plaguing him, working with unrelenting determination to bury and break Lumi beneath him. But he couldn’t deny his own pleasure, with every thrust coming faster, harder, and shorter, until one final time he slammed himself as deep as physically possible and screamed.

Sunk right to the reptile’s crotch, balls nestled against the crevice of his tail, Lumi had no time to rationalize what was happening as Raiden’s orgasm ripped through him. He recognized the thrum of the male’s cock as it pulsed inside him, every lurch threatening to lift him up off the table, and then he felt something… wrong. Just wrong. Or, rather, it should have been wrong, but there was some delirious bliss sapping into Lumi as this impossible feeling began to work its way through him.

Something wet, something warm, something thick, and all of it spilling and oozing into his guts like hot slurry. Only when Raiden continued to gasp and tremble in time with the pulsing torrent did Lumi finally realize what the feeling was. Cum, an ocean of cum, pouring so far into him from Raiden’s depths into his own. But it never stopped, the flood only continued to flow, with the dragon’s body stretching even further to gorge on the reptile’s endless seed. The once distinguishable shape of Raiden’s cock in his stomach was swallowed whole, Lumi’s guts struggling to expand in every way it could for the cum to sink into. A desperate cry leaped from his mouth when he looked down between his legs, still trapped under the reptile’s hold, and saw his dangerously swollen stomach. Lumi wanted to panic, but he feared that anything he did would only make things worse. In the end, all he could do was stare slackjawed at his own broken body and wait…

And he waited. He waited until Raiden made his move.

Tired, spent, and satisfied, the reptile heaved himself upright, his paws keeping the dragon’s legs pinned in place, and he looked down. Then he met Lumi’s pleading stare, and he smirked.

“Now for the best part.”

Lumi almost tried to beg the man to stop, but he could barely find the strength to speak before Raiden had started to pull back. In one quick, inelegant motion, his limping cock slopped free from the dragon’s well-bred and thoroughly loosened hole. The dragon could just about manage a shrill, desperate moan as suddenly all that pressure, all that empty space, it all came bearing down. Feverishly he grunted and groaned as he couldn’t stop the instinct to push, his guts swilling in gross, arousing release until the once deep contents of his body came gushing out. A waterfall of cum drenched the floor beneath him, splattering into an ungodly pool of thick, murky, slimy cream, with Lumi unable to do anything else but let it happen.

Claws held his cheeks apart, stretching his gaping hole even further as it somehow still weeped with gulps of cum. Raiden stood to his side, presenting the majesty of his handiwork for all those around them, his dripping cock hung idly by unashamed of the damage it had done.

While Lumi panted through his still-distended gut convulsing with the man’s load, Raiden snorted with pride, his smile sliding back across his lips,

“I fucking love size queens.”