Miscellaneous: The Dragon
#5 of Seekers Miscellaneous
January 3rd. Year 2195.
20:45pm.
Note: I suggest you read Chapter One of 'Blood Red' to fully gain the concept of Dragons, since they have a rather confusing anatomy/aging process, if that's the right term to use (oh, and Dragons also have blue cum...ahem). Enjoy!!!
It was barely into the New Year, meaning business was always going to be a little hectic. The club had around seven floors, mostly consisting of huge halls filled with bars, pounding music and as many people as could fit in there. It was like having seven single night-clubs stacked up on each other; though there weren't any complaints about the music, which wasn't surprising considering we were surrounded by office complexes that closed down just as the evening settled in.
I was just thankful that I didn't have to spend all night in one of those halls; instead, I was set with a much more...interesting task. A Red Dragon, in fact; and I mean an actual Dragon; large, a little slim, quite a long mane, and treated with utmost respect. It was like looking at a Royal Knight from a history book; he was practically an icon for what Dragons were, and how they had changed over the past few centuries; and I would end up serving one for the night. I didn't know whether I should be glad, or if this was going to be one of those really hard tasks that The Administrator enjoyed setting on me.
I walked quickly down the corridor leading to the Dragon's room, which only consisted of a hot tub and...well, that was pretty much it, to be honest. I ended up carrying a small bundle of towels, as well as a small bucket filled with Ice and a bottle of what-looked-like very expensive red wine; at least someone had taste around here. Most people would go for beer or vodka rather than wine; but then, if everyone did go for wine, it'd end up costing the club quite a fair amount of money, so I just kept quiet.
I pushed the door open slowly, and nervously entered the room to find the Red Dragon sitting in the hot-tub, with his head facing the ceiling; his eyes were closed, but I could tell from his breathing that he was still awake. His long hair was floating slightly on the bubbling water, and he wore a satisfied smile on his face. I set the towels and the wine down next to the hot-tub and took a step back to admire his image again.
I took a quick look around the room, whilst I was there, noticing his uniform hung up on the wall to my left; it consisted of a radiant white shirt, with a red blazer that would have blended in with his scales, decorated with golden threads. His trousers were exactly the same colour as the blazer, and his shoes were jet black, and ended with a point so sharp that it looked as if it could impale anyone who got on his nerves.
"Do you like it?" The Dragon asked, causing me to back away from surprise and look at the Dragon again, who was looking directly at me with a mixture of red and green eyes. I could tell that he was in his Adolescent faze, meaning he had to be around one hundred to three hundred years old.
"It's very nice...my lord." I said nervously, not knowing how to address him. The Administrator did say he was nobility, though I wasn't sure if he wanted to be addressed as such.
"You can relax, kid." The Dragon laughed, reaching towards the bottle of wine and pulling out a tall glass. He poured out a small glass and drank it all down almost immediately. "You don't have to address me like that if it's uncomfortable."
"It suits you, my lord." I said obediently, but trying not to bow to him. I wasn't the kind of person to bow to another. "Do you need anything else?"
"Nothing right now." The Dragon said quietly, almost muttering. He looked up at me again and smiled; "I wouldn't mind some company, though. If you want to join me, feel free to do so."
I almost immediately decided to join him; though I didn't actually expect him to feel like doing anything...or anyone, for that matter. I unbuttoned my grey shirt and left it in a small pile on the floor, along with the rest of my clothes, leaving me wearing only my own fur. The room felt much colder now that all my clothes were off, and I almost immediately got in the hot tub, slowly easing myself in and facing the Dragon, who was still smiling.
"You said your name was Kobalt, right?" The Dragon asked, facing the ceiling again. I nodded quickly, starting to blush slightly. "I've heard a lot of things about you; strangely it was over the past sixty years."
"You'd be surprised if I told you, my lord." I replied, starting to smile; "And I doubt you would believe me if I told you."
"Well, if I've heard of you for sixty years, that just makes you immortal, right?" The Dragon assumed, bringing his head down again and pouring another two glasses of wine, handing one to me. "I doubt anyone else is called Kobalt, and over the sixty years, everyone said the same thing; you're a White Fox, rather tall for your age, and cute. You match all three."
I started to blush even more, now. I was used to being complimented quite a bit, but coming from him, it seemed much more than an actual compliment. It felt strange, but I didn't bother to object. I slowly sipped away at my wine and laid it down by my side, feeling the warmth of the water run though my body. After a few minutes of silence, the Dragon finally spoke again.
"I wonder, though." The Dragon continued, swirling the wine around in his glass; "If you are, in fact, the same Fox that's been around for over sixty years; what are you doing here with a worn Dragon such as me? Why not travel the world; or what's left of it, at least?"
"You're not that old, for a Dragon, my lord." I retorted, leaning forwards slightly. "I am the same Fox from sixty years ago. I never age, yet I feel drawn to this place all the time. Maybe it's the joy of 'meeting' new people. Maybe it's because I enjoy my work as a Seeker."
"Nothing is ever that simple." The Dragon said, almost snaking through the water towards me. "For example, you've lived for sixty years; have you ever actually looked around the city? How it's changed?"
"Yes..." I replied, not knowing what to say, and what this had to do with what we were talking about; "Externally, the city has changed in appearance; but it still behaves just as it did sixty years ago; merciless, a little boring if it weren't for my work as a Seeker."
"Then that's your answer." The Dragon replied, now right up close to me and wrapping his arms around my body. "You're drawn to this place because without it, you'd be bored. Few Dragons ever think in this way now; they used to think this way all the time..."
We both stayed silent for what seemed like forever. It was that awkward silence where one person was done talking, and the other didn't know what to say; I merely placed my head on the Dragon's chest and listened to his heartbeat closely. It was extremely slow, almost as if it was beating one time every second; it would be fatal to any other race, but for Dragons, it didn't bother them at all.
"All Dragons do now is endure." He said sadly, starting to run his fingertips along my spine. "That's all we ever really do in the second half of our lives. I'm two-hundred-and-seventy years old, and the only thing I ever endure is how Dragons act now..."
"There's no use enduring such a thing if you can't do anything about it." I said, starting to reach down to the Dragon's lower body, still listening to his heartbeat. "Enduring for the sake of enduring...it's not a very good habit."
The Dragon started to laugh quietly, slowly getting louder; I couldn't tell if it was because of what I said, or what I was doing to his lower body right now. I settled for the first option, but continued to run my fingertips along his shaft gently, looking up at the satisfied look on his face.
"Maybe you'd like to see how much you can endure." The Dragon whispered, leaning forwards and biting my left ear softly. I felt the Dragon's member slowly get larger; by larger, I meant it was probably the largest I'd ever...experienced.
The Dragon slowly snaked around me again, still wrapping his arms around my chest and pulling me closer so that my back was rubbing slowly against his member. I felt his wings brush against me slightly, sending shivers down my spine as I kept slowly rubbing myself against him. I knew what he was about to do; I felt his member slowly rub against me. Barbs, knot and all, unlike any other Dragon I had slept with.
"Are you sure?" I asked, starting to blush again. "Won't it hurt or anything?"
"I've learned a nice trick a few dozen years back." The Dragon explained, turning me around again so I was looking straight at him. "Just relax...and focus on my eyes...shut out everything else."
I did as I was told and looked straight into the red and green mixture that were his eyes; my body began to feel much warmer than before, and the Dragon slowly eased me onto his member, though I couldn't feel anything but pleasure running through me. It was as if staring into his eyes suddenly took all the pain out of it...
"Now when I'm all the way in, I'll stop staring into your eyes." The dragon said soothingly, pushing me further down. "Once that happens, I need you to keep calm and try to handle the pain; understand?"
I nodded obediently and moaned loudly; feeling his cock go deeper and deeper, yet not feeling anything but pleasure. Finally, the Dragon stopped looking into my eyes, and I felt everything that I was supposed to. My tail-hole felt like it was being ripped apart, and my insides felt like they were bleeding slightly; I let out a long, high pitched yelp from the pain that I was experiencing from the barbs. The Dragon slowly pushed himself deeper and deeper, only causing more pain until he had stopped; I could tell that he was all the way in, excluding his knot; and it felt incredible.
"Easy, easy." He repeated slowly, starting to pump himself in and out of me. "It'll feel good once you get used to it. You just need to keep calm, and not panic."
I was hardly panicking, but I certainly wasn't calm either. It felt as though I was being impaled by a hot metal rod; even Damien Archer wasn't this big, or this painful to handle. I felt the Dragon's member start to grow, though; it was actually getting thicker, and inside me...I let out a confused whine, and tried to keep calm, feeling the pain slowly subside.
"There you go." The Dragon laughed quietly, starting to pump faster. "Now just answer me one thing; how does it feel? Does it feel good?"
I nodded quickly, almost unable to speak; my body felt strange, but pleasuring. I started to look down, and actually saw the Dragon's member slowly bulging inside me, being pumped in and out, and slowly getting faster. I let out another confused whine and felt a small twinge on my neck; the Dragon was slowly biting down on it, almost putting enough pressure on my neck to break it.
"Now let all your muscles go loose." He instructed, releasing his grip on my neck and pushing me all the way down again, with his barbs trying to tear up my insides. Now his knot was all the way in, and he was slowly filling me up with his seed.
"Oh, God yeah!" I cried out, enjoying every moment of this. My insides felt like they were burning, but it still felt incredible. We stayed like this for ages, with me lying on my back against him, waiting for him to pull his knot out, with pain sure to follow.
After a few more minutes, he was finally able to pull his member all the way out, leaving a mixture of blue and red on my fur. I shivered from the shock, and slowly leant back on the Dragon again, not knowing whether I was just exhausted or actually passing out.
I took most of what he said into mind. As I kept on living, I kept on enduring...
I slowly drifted off to sleep, resuming in listening to the Dragon's heartbeat.