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Slayer or Layer 34

For Lorvianne

By Draconicon

Lorkos flew through the skies with all the frenzy that world-ending panic could bring upon a person. The world itself might not be ending, but his world certainly was coming to a close if he didn't find a way to fix it. The blue dragoness flew faster, beating his wings against the winds and forcing them to his will. The pressure to keep moving, the fear that drove him forward, allowed him to eke a little more speed out of his body. Not much, but some.

I'm cursing everything that I see, now, he thought, panting as his wing joints burned, as his lungs ached. Everything that comes close to me turns feral, or scaly, or both. They're all...they're all in heat, too...

Whatever the dragoness had cursed him with all that time ago, it had gone completely off the rails. Whatever it was meant to do, it was no longer doing. He was not the breeder, but the creator of breeders, and it was going to turn everything in the world scaly if he didn't find something to stop it. The gryphons, the hunting village at the other mountain: those would only be the beginning.

Another flap, another, another, each one carrying him forward by a little bit more, a little bit further towards his goal. The village of lizardmen - or, well, former lizardmen - waited over the next two mountains. If he could reach it, then he could isolate himself until the Great One of the village arrived. He would be able to, he hoped, make something of himself there, do something to help people, and maybe -

A flicker of light caught his attention, and he whipped his head around. Something yellow flew out of the skies, and he tilted on instinct, his wings pulling in tight as he rolled down and under it.

The roar of a dragon filled his ears, followed by the whistle of the wind that followed it. Spinning around until he could thrust his wings out again, he managed to follow the yellow blur through the sky, predict its path -

There!

And thrust his forelegs out, catching the dragon by the wings and neck. They started to fall, then, and Lorkos let them. The yellow dragon growled, looking back at him.

"Hmmph. You're stronger than you look."

"Why did you attack me?"

"You're an intruder on my territory. I'm allowed."

"I was fleeing for safety."

"You should have said."

"Well, I'm saying now."

"Alright. Let me go before we hit the ground; we'll talk."

Lorkos nodded, and they split. He half-expected another attack, but no. The dragon kept its word, circling around in the sky before coming to fly alongside him again.

"My cave is above the village ahead. We'll meet there."

"I know it."

"How - oh, you're her."

"Him!"

"Heh...we'll see. I'll see you soon."

The dragons sat on their haunches on opposite sides of the cave, their stares unbroken for the last twenty minutes as Lorkos related his - yes, his, no matter what the other dragon said - story. The story of transformation by Ashin, the story of what had happened to him as a two-legged man afterward, the stories of breeding and further transformation as the world had seemed to turn against him bit by bit. He told it all, letting the other dragon know the truth of what he had been going through, and laid it all on the line.

Through it all, the yellow dragon's expressions changed from disbelief to outright shock, from shock to lust, and then back to disbelief again. Yet, for all that, the dragon didn't contradict him, call him a liar, or any such thing. The most that he did, surprisingly, was glance towards the mouth of the cave once or twice, nodding himself as if something had been explained.

He was embarrassed by the time that he reached the end of his story, but he still managed to complete it. He lowered his head to the ground, laying flat on the stone earth.

"That's why I'm running. This damn curse is going to be the end of me, and of everyone that I meet."

"And isolation is not an option," the yellow dragon agreed. "Eventually, they would come to you, and then...yes...It is a problem."

"I need to find Ashin. If I can find her, then I can figure out a way forward."

"Well..."

Lorkos arched an eyeridge.

"I do know where she is..."

"...You do?" he asked, lifting his head. "Where?"

"I'm not sure I should tell you. At least, not for free."

"Ugh. What do you want?"

"Well, she did turn my breeding request down..."

Lorkos narrowed his eyes at the other dragon, yet, at the same time, he couldn't help but glance down. As if predicting that such a thing would happen, the other dragon leaned slightly on his side, lifting one of his hind legs to show off what he had back there.

It was a lot. A good firm shaft had already started showing itself from the slit between the dragon's legs, and it was already pushing forward, getting stiffer with each successive pulse of the other dragon's heart. Against his will, Lorkos felt a slight stirring of his own between his hind legs, his pussy clenching down on nothing, almost as if his ended heat was slowly coming back.

Wonderful...

"You swear?" he asked, getting to all fours. "You swear that if I do this for you, you'll tell me where Ashin is?"

"That, I will swear."

"Good."

The heat was coming back, alright, and it was coming back hard. After going without it for such a long time, he had almost forgotten the sort of warmth that a reptilian cock could inspire in him. He stared at it as he slowly walked across the cavern floor, feeling his juices starting to roll down his thighs. He could feel his inner walls pressing together again and again, and he groaned under his breath.

One breath, and he felt the heat surge hotter, higher, deeper through him. He groaned as his inner walls clenched, and he slowly turned around, raising his tail and showing off the slit between his hind legs.

The other dragon didn't waste time. Almost as soon as his tail was off to the side, the yellow dragon was right behind him, grinding that cock against his pussy. The sudden warmth of something so big down there would have scared him if he wasn't as experienced as he was at that point, but even that experience had limits. This was going to be the biggest thing that he had taken in the whole of his time as a -

"Ah!"

He gasped as he felt the flattened head shove its way forward, punching past his pussy lips and into his womb. The sudden hot, hard, throbbing thing inside of him was bigger than he expected, and he gasped for breath as it swelled and throbbed, almost like it was expanding to become bigger, and bigger, and bigger still. Lorkos would have slumped forward, would have lost his balance...

Except the curse pulled at something else, too.

For the first time since he had been fucked in the pussy, he growled. He looked over his shoulder, watching as the big yellow beast rutted him, and he felt something...powerful. Something that was different, something that was...stronger than he had been.

And he grabbed it, thrusting back.

"Nnngh?!"

The yellow dragon stumbled back a bit, but Lorkos kept thrusting his hips back, his larger rump slamming into the yellow dragon over and over again. He wasn't being rutted now, but rather rutting himself on that cock, forcing himself back on it, fucking it with his pussy rather than the other way around. The body of the dragoness seemed remarkably good for this, its forelegs slightly more well-developed, allowing him to thrust back with his upper body and then slam his lower body into that fat cock.

And it felt good. It felt good to be the one in charge for a change, to be ramming himself back and fucking himself on that dick. The yellow dragon started gasping, groaning, his cock obviously straining.

"Fuck...I thought..."

"You thought I was just going to take it?"

"Mmph!"

"You were fucking wrong!"

Lorkos gave one final thrust, and the yellow dragon hit the wall of the cavern. They rebounded slightly, the yellow feral stumbling and falling on his back, but before he could get up, the blue dragoness straddled his lower half, lowering his sex down over that throbbing shaft.

"What are you doing?!"

"I'm going to show you how two-leggers can do it."

It was a bit awkward to go from being on all fours and offering his sex to being in something like a cowgirl position as a feral, but he made it work. Rolling his hips back, he managed to catch the tip of the feral's cock, and he brought it right into his pussy with a sudden THUMP!

As the yellow dragon groaned and grunted, trying to wriggle out of position, Lorkos kept slamming his hips down. Up, down, up, down, each sudden slap bringing another jolt of pleasure through his body. Pre-cum flowed freely, lubing them both up, but there was no doubt just who was in charge here.

Up, down, up, down, and Lorkos took pleasure from more than just the shift in position, though that was amazing in and of itself. No, there was also that strange pleasure of being in charge, of knowing that this was the right way to do things. The dragon belonged on the bottom, the dragoness on the top.

He growled deep in his chest as he felt a sudden squirt of hotter pre-cum, feeling it flowing freely. His orgasm was still some way off, but he could feel it coming. Soon, soon, he was going to -

"NNNNGH!"

The yellow dragon grunted all of a sudden, and Lorkos felt the pre-cum turn hotter still, and thicker, too. It was flooding into his womb, and he paused, slowly looking over his shoulder at the big dragon.

"Did you...did you just..."

"Ooooh, yeah...you felt so good."

"You finished?"

"Yes, and now I can tell you -"

"Ooooh no, you don't."

Lorkos clenched, and he felt that dick inside of him throb right back up, much to the likely discomfort of the male that it was attached to. He lifted his hips, then slammed them down, hard, on that cock, and the yellow dragon yelped.

"I'm not done yet, and you're not done until I say you're done."

"But you said - ah!"

"Forget what I said. Forget everything else except pumping me full of all the cum that you have left in your balls, because if you don't, I'm cutting them off!"

He slammed his hips down again, feeling that cock throbbing between his hind legs. The male tried to slide away, even going so far as to try and grab Lorkos by the hips, but a swift crack of the tail and a few more clenches on the inside did the trick to stop him from trying that more than once.

No, no, they were going to continue until Lorkos said they were done, and that was all there was to it.

As he rode that shaft, as he kept plunging it into his depths, he could hear something. Something that sounded like thumping, humping, groaning, moaning. It wasn't just from the dragon, either, or from himself. It was coming from somewhere else, but it didn't matter enough to make him get up and go look for it. Instead, he just kept slamming his hips down, draining another orgasm, then another, and then another from the big yellow dragon beneath him. The pleas for mercy soon faded into nothing but groans, and still Lorkos rode, cumming sparingly himself, but often enough to keep him wet and willing.

Hours passed, and when he finally felt satisfied enough to stop, he swore that he had been filled by three dragons instead of one. His belly felt swollen, his pussy felt like it had been used harder than ever, and everything was soaked with his juices and those of the dragon beneath him. He slowly pulled off of his temporary breeding partner, and then sat down.

Squelch.

As the seed puddle spread beneath him, Lorkos pretended that was intentional, clearing his throat.

"And now...where is Ashin?"

The End