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Vyrnen walked through the busy, snow-slicked streets of the city, people pressed in all around him as he tried to make his way to his favorite restaurant for dinner. As he made his way he knew people would take notice of him, mostly due to the electric blue lines that glowed in patterns on his otherwise light grey skin. Most would think that it was some sort of bio-luminescent tattoo, likely no one would guess that he was a living swarm of nanites. That was likely a good thing, most tended to have reservations at best and freak out at worst when they found out what he was, though he couldn't understand what the difference was between his form composed of trillions of microscopic machines while theirs were made up of a similar amount of biological machines called cells.

None of that mattered to the nanite dragon at the moment, though, all he could focus on was the Chinese food that he was about to devour after working all day. As he was about to open the door; however, another patron in a hooded jacket was just about to leave, which resulted in their collision as both parties staggered back. "I'm so sorry," the other person said as they bent down to pick up the wallet and change he had dropped. "I should have been paying attention."

"That's alright," Vyrnen replied as he bent down and helped him, putting the coins he found back into his blue-scaled hands. "Your food still okay?"

The other male looked down in his bag, rummaging around in it for a second before breathing a sigh of relief. "Yeah, looks like everything survived the crash," he said with a chuckle. "Course even if something did bite the dust I still have plenty of food left, I ordered a number twelve and they accidentally gave me a number seven, too, so now I have two meals that are probably going to end up rotting in my fridge."

"I say you got a good deal," Vyrnen replied. "I personally love their number seven, that's what I was going to order for myself most likely."

"Really now?" the other male asked. "Well my place isn't too far from here, why don't I thank you for not clocking me by nearly running you over by buying you dinner? Unless of course you have somewhere you need to be, I completely understand."

Vyrnen thought about it for a second, and while he was unsure about going anywhere with someone he had just met, there was something intriguing about the hooded male that made the dragon interested enough to accept. "I wasn't planning on doing anything tonight, anyway," Vyrnen said with a shrug and held out his hand. "My name is Vyrnen, by the way."

"I'm Serathin," the other male introduced, his hood falling back to reveal a sabertooth canine muzzle with draconic scales and horns and glowing green eyes. "A pleasure. Now why don't we get out of here before we're eating cold food?"

The draconic sabrewolf led Vyrnen to a small building only half a block away, though it looked less like an apartment complex and more like an old office building. That suspicion was confirmed when he took him up to the top floor to reveal a wide open space that was essentially a studio apartment on steroids. Serathin explained that with the current renting rates in the city he found that he could get three times the space for half the cost if he just rented out a commercial space and had it rezoned. When the dragon asked if that was difficult, the hybrid just smirked before he went to some cabinets and pulled out some plates and forks.

"So Serathin," Vyrnen started to say as he poured the food out onto his plate. "What do you do to afford such lavish accommodations and meals?"

"I'm in information and data security," Serathin replied while he crunched on a crab rangoon. "Found out I had a knack for it and have been doing it ever since. How bout you?"

"Oh, I tend to travel a lot from place to place," Vyrnen replied. "Right now it's research at a lab that's fairly close by, doing some rather great stuff there. Can't talk about it though, I'm sure you know how it is with what you do."

"Oh I can certainly understand that," Serathin replied with a chuckle. "The world is full of two things, secrets and those who want to find them."

The two continued to talk for a while as they ate, then the sabrewolf suggested that they move to the couch and possibly watch a movie while they digested. Vyrnen agreed and walked over to the couch as he processed the food into energy, watching as Serathin sat down on the other side and with a wave of his hand the television and movie player turned on and started. "That's a neat trick," Vyrnen said as he sat down as well. "You have it on motion sensor or something like that?"

"Something like that," Serathin replied with a grin as the movie started.

As the movie continued on Vyrnen noticed that they grew closer together with each passing moment. At first it started where the hybrid had gone to the bathroom and came back a few inches closer as well as with drinks, then Vyrnen found himself doing it when he reached up for his glass and found himself further away from the armrest he had been leaning on. By the time the movie was halfway through they were nearly sharing a cushion, the dragon and draconic sabrewolf close enough together they were almost touching. When Vyrnen turned towards Serathin to ask about something, he found their muzzles met in a kiss.

The sensation of their lips meeting was almost electrifying as what had started as a small meeting of the muzzles grew into a full-blown make out session. Vyrnen felt a hand plunge inside the waistband of his pants and begin to press against the ridged length of his half-hard maleness as their tongues slid around one another. The movie quickly became forgotten as Serathin swung his leg over and sat on top of the dragon's thighs, his hands moving up and under his shirt as they continued to kiss. With each passing second Vyrnen's nanite body positively buzzed with pleasure from every nanite inside him as his shirt was pulled off his body.

"This will get uncomfortable fast," Serathin suggested once they had broken their kiss, tapping on the couch. "I have someplace far better that we can continue this."

The hybrid hopped off of the dragon and helped pull him onto his feet, then led him over to the area of the makeshift apartment that had a rather large bed in one corner. As he was pulled there Vyrnen suddenly had a moment of clarity on what he was doing. Was he really about to sleep with someone that he had just met because of an accident involving Chinese food? While it wasn't the worst excuse he wondered why he would rush into such a thing, but when he saw the sabertooth pull off his own shirt and reveal his lean, muscular chest covered in purple and black striped fur he decided that certainly wasn't bad. Plus he couldn't contract any diseases being an artificial life form, so why not have a bit of fun with another male that was very much into him?

Once they reached the bed the two half-naked males continued to grind on each other and kiss, and as they did a crazy thought popped into Vyrnen's head that he impulsively decided to act on. He took the nanites that formed his tongue and deformed them until they completely covered the sabrewolf's, which caused the hybrid's eyes to widen slightly as their shared appendage wiggled between his long teeth. Even though it was still a separate entity both males seemed to share the sensation of a single merged tongue before they finally separated their unusual embrace.

"Now that certainly was something," Serathin said with a grin. "Don't suppose you can do anything else like that?"

The nanite dragon blushed slightly when he realized that he had been so blatant with what he was, but it didn't seem to bother his partner at all. In fact it only seemed to heighten the mood as they quickly ditched the rest of their clothes and crawled into bed with one another. The draconic sabrewolf became more dominant as Vyrnen was turned around and pushed onto his stomach with his tail raised in the air. After a brief back and forth on what his body was capable of, the nanite dragon suddenly found himself with something pressed between his cheeks.

Despite not needing it Vyrnen felt his hole get teased open with a finger, which caused him to moan slightly from the stimulation as he clamped down around it. It was clear the hybrid was impatient, though, as he had hardly done that before he replaced it with his own member. The nanites that made up his body perfectly simulated the stretching of his tailhole as Serathin pressed himself inside, the dragon shuddered in pleasure as the other male began to impale him. With every inch that slid into his body Vyrnen felt more connected to his impromptu lover, as though he could sense what the sabrewolf was thinking as he thrusted inside him.

With every second that passed their coupling grew more intense and, strangely, far more precise. It was as if the nanite dragon knew exactly the right pressure and how far to pull himself off before that cock was slammed back inside of him. On the flip side Serathin seemed to know exactly where to thrust and with what angle of his hips in order to cause the nanite dragon to cry out in pure bliss. It was getting to the point where Vyrnen began to worry about being overloaded, though as the rhythm of the draconic sabrewolf sped up he knew he was about to get loaded with something else. Just as he felt the other male begin to tense with his final thrusts, the dragon heard a word that rang crystal-clear in his mind.

Cum. It felt almost like an order, and though he had been to the point of overstimulation, he found his body writhing in the sabrewolf's grasp as he let loose his own nanite-rich seed. Both males ended up falling onto their sides on the bed, gasping and bathing in the warm afterglow of the act. Though Vyrnen had no need to breathe as such he found himself doing it anyway, even if it was just to not seem unnatural to his partner with their bodies still pressed together.

Once they were finished the two continued to lay in bed together, eventually Vyrnen heard the soft snores of his impromptu lover and got up from the bed. While part of him wanted to stay with the sabrewolf he wondered if that was the best idea. If anything he could leave his number, he reasoned to himself as he gathered up his clothes and put them on, and if it was more than lust then he could give him a call and they could continue on. The longer he thought about it the more he reasoned that was the best course of action as the haze of lust that had ensnared him in the first place began to dissipate.

As he put on his jacket to leave he noticed something that caused him to pause; in one corner of the floor where there were actual walls he noticed a green light that spilled out of the crack of the door. It wasn't the bathroom, and as he looked back where the sleeping sabrewolf was he thought it might shed some light on the mysterious male. He slowly walked over to the door and, once he was sure he heard the snore of the other male continue, he opened the door and peeked inside. What he saw caused his jaw to drop and he found himself pushing the door open completely and walked inside with wide eyes.

The room was filled with blueprints and pictures, all of them relating to the lab that he worked at. On the wall hung schematics and security layouts with red marker written over them, and in the center of the room was a table full of equipment that you would use to break into a building. But what shocked Vyrnen the most was when he turned his head and saw himself staring at his own self, dozens of pictures plastered on the wall along with a whiteboard with his movements on it. His heart began to pound in his chest as he looked at the schedule and saw the words Chinese Restaurant, Six PM, Number Seven circled several times.

"You know a lot of people don't realize how hard it is to conduct industrial espionage," a voice behind Vyrnen caused him to jump and nearly knock into the table as he turned to see a still-naked Serathin leaning in the doorframe. "Everyone thinks you just forge a pass and stick a flash drive into a computer, but there's so much more to it than that. It takes a lot of planning, a lot of forethought... and the right people for the job."

"I... I don't..." Vyrnen tried to get the right words out as the room started to spin. "What is all this?! Why were you stalking me?!"

"Well stalking is a rather harsh word for it," Serathin replied before Vyrnen started to leave, which caused the sabertooth to hold out his hands. "Whoa whoa whoa, let me explain. I did bump into you on purpose and the Chinese restaurant didn't mix up my order. To tell the truth I needed you here in order to get your help on this, with your unique physiology and my special skills you're exactly what I need to get into that building."

The sudden admission that the sabrewolf knew what Vyrnen was shocked the nanite dragon enough to snap him out of his angry streak. "How... how do you know what I am?" he asked. "And what do you mean special skill?"

"I knew you weren't a biological creature the second we crossed paths while I was doing recon," Serathin explained. "How I know is because I'm a technomancer; I can interact with and manipulate machines without needing an input, no matter how big or small. The second I sensed that connection, I knew that you would be my best way in."

"Manipulate... machines..." Vyrnen said slowly as he put the pieces together. "You mean me, you can manipulate me because of what I am and that's why you targeted me. So the sex was, what, some way of gauging the control you had?"

"Actually the sex was a rather pleasant side-effect of that manipulation," Serathin admitted with a sheepish grin. "I originally just wanted to do some simple stuff, from you following me here despite not having met, or switching your chopsticks around or saying certain things. As the night wore on and I began to sense a mutual attraction, I admit I did tweak down your inhibitions and up your libido a bit and we sort of got swept away in the moment."

Vyrnen put his hand to his head as he tried to process all the information that he was just told. The draconic sabrewolf seemed to sense his information overload and just continued to lean there, though now the dragon wondered if it was just another part of the hybrid's plot. Just how much had the sabrewolf tweaked his personality? What else could he make him do?

"I know what you're thinking," Serathin suddenly spoke up. "But let me assure you that when it comes to creatures such as yourself my power isn't all-encompassing, essentially it follows the same rules as your typical hypnosis where I can't make you do anything you don't really want and I can't make you act outside your personality. Even if I could manipulate your programming like a computer I wouldn't, aside from being a slippery slope it would make me uncomfortable to even consider it."

"So... us hooking up like that..." Vyrnen said.

"All you, baby," Serathin replied with a grin. "All I did was remove a few roadblocks to get you there. Speaking of such things I still need your help and it's rather time sensitive. I need you to help me get into that facility and get what I need from their servers, as well as a few samples of their work."

Vyrnen sighed and shook his head. "Despite this job being temporary for me I would rather not like to have to run from the authorities anytime soon," the nanite dragon admitted. "I don't even know what you want me to do or what kind of kickback I can expect. For all I know I'll get you in there and you'll leave me to hang."

"I promise I'll do nothing of the sort," Serathin said. "I have this very well planned out and I don't leave anyone behind, the only thing is that you need to agree to is that I'm a hundred percent in charge. As for what you get out of it I could offer you the money that I get out of the deal, or the favor of a technomancer which can certainly be useful to a creature like yourself... plus a little bit of revenge."

"Revenge?" Vyrnen repeated.

"Of course," Serathin explained with a hint of a smirk on his face. "I've done a bit of digging while doing my recon and I happened to notice that their nanotech department has been all abuzz as of late, even though that's not where you happen to work. It makes you wonder what they're doing there, potentially a new breakthrough that may involve samples taken from a certain nanite-based creature?"

When Vyrnen realized the implication that Serathin had made the dragon found himself angry once more, but this time not at the draconic sabrewolf. He knew he would never be able to hide from the lab what he was, so in exchange for his help on certain matters the deal was that they wouldn't take any samples of his own nanites from him. It appeared that the lab had broken their arrangement, especially when he thought back to the times that he was supposed to go to the nanotech department for something on to have someone else volunteer for him. While he should have realized that they would do such a thing he was surprised that they managed to hide it from him so well, especially since he should have been able to sense the other nanites they had taken from him.

"So I get you in and we get back what they took from me, plus you'll do me a favor?" Vyrnen finally asked, the sabrewolf nodding.

"As long as I get what I need to," Serathin replied. "And you have to agree that I'm completely in charge until this is done. If that's alright with you, then let's go steal some stuff."

The draconic sabrewolf held out his hand, and after a few seconds Vyrnen walked over and shook it. Almost immediately the grey scales on his hand turned as black as his claws before the coloration began to spread upwards. Vyrnen immediately stepped back and sensed a new layers of programming being added to his own. Just as he was about to try and purge it Serathin warned him not to and to just let it happen, reminding him that he was completely in charge. The dragon hadn't realized the far-reaching implications of such a statement as the black corruption spread up his forearm and turned the normally glowing blue lines a bright green.

"This isn't necessary, you know," Vyrnen said as he watched his synthetic skin continued to turn black as tendrils of it spread over his shoulder and down his chest. "I would have done this willingly with you."

"Oh I know," Serathin replied as he gave a mental command and suddenly everywhere his code had touched the dragon's nanites hummed with pleasure. "But this helps avoid potential mistakes or hesitation on your part, plus as I mentioned before I'm not doing anything that you wouldn't want to happen. It was part of our initial meeting, I needed to see where the sliders were on your personality so that we didn't butt heads during the mission, and I got to say you are quite the kinky individual."

There was a momentary flush of both embarrassment and arousal as the corruption continued, more of his cyan patterns turning green as his cock once more grew erect. He blushed even further when he saw the glowing blue ridges of his member had already turned bright green as a symbol of the sabrewolf's control over him. As the pleasurable conversion continued he began to hear whispers in his mind, a voice in his head that sounded a lot like Serathin's that told him to relax. He realized it was the manifestation of the technomancer's power in his mind and that his neural thought processes were already being integrated with it.

As his vision began to blur he struggled to focus inward to try and get a read on what was happening to him, but by the time his nanites managed to diagnose the problem they were assimilated themselves. He could feel his thought processes being altered, shifted to better suit the needs of his Master... no, why would he have thought of the sabrewolf as that, of Serathin. He began to worry that he would be irrevocably changed, but as soon as the thought popped into his head the technomancer reassured him that no such harm would befall him. As though a mental window was opened in his mind he could feel what was his original self still, though it was only for a moment before he was shut off once again. It made sense to him, though, once he was cut off, he didn't need his original self for what Master Serathin had planned for him next.

The reassurance that the hybrid still had his best interests at heart seemed to erode away the resolve he had to fight the malicious code. More of his skin turned black and the hexagonal patterns turned from blue to green as his new programming had given him a new owner, a new operator that would take care of him in exchange for his service. His bright blue eyes slowly began to ebb and green lines leaked into the iris as he was rewarded for such good thinking with a relay of pleasure. All good dragon drones received pleasure, he was reminded as the circuitry patterns on his horns went dark for a few seconds before they turned green again, and all he wanted to be was a good drone.

When the technomancer's malicious code had finished it had completely constructed a new layer of personality on Vyrnen, whose body stood there with its jaw slightly agape from the mental reprogramming. When every last nanite in his body had been completely converted to its new purpose of serving the creature in front of him as their bright green eyes looked at one another. "You have become a very good drone," Serathin cooed as he ran a hand down the still-white hair of the corrupted nanite dragon. "Now who is your Master?"

"You are," Vyrnen replied quickly. "Master Serathin."

"Very good, Vyrnen," Serathin replied with a grin as he stroked his saber teeth. "Do you know what your purpose is?"

There was a brief pause as Vyrnen tried to search his new programming before he came up with an answer. "To serve as a loyal drone," the dragon finally said. "Beyond that you have not given me a purpose, Master Serathin."

"This is very true," Serathin replied. "That time to reveal your purpose is at hand. Don't worry, though, I'll be doing all the work, all you have to do is relax and let me in completely."

Vyrnen was unsure of what his new owner had planned for him but he was immediately reminded that he didn't need to know such things. All he had to do was trust in the will of his master, who had walked up to his prone form and began to strip him of his clothes. Once the nanite dragon was naked again the other nude male pressed against his body and began to kiss him once again. As their firm chests pressed against one another Vyrnen could feel his nanites begin to shift under the will of the technomancer before him. It wasn't long before the hybrid began to sink unnaturally into his form, the nanites flowing over his sides as Serathin continued to push himself in.

As the two males slowly became one even Serathin's muzzle began to get sucked into the dragon's body, though that was what the technomancer wanted as he shifted his position. Both shivered in delight as their cocks melded together and became one appendage as Serathin shifted his body. The little control that Vyrnen had left over his body was taken from him as he felt himself surround the draconic sabrewolf, even their wings melding together as Vyrnen covered him like a suit. When the merge was complete the hybrid was gone and all that was left was a slightly larger dragon that looked down at himself.

"That worked better than I had thought," Vyrnen's voice said, though he was no longer in control of it as he felt his entire body shift and move while Serathin inspected it. "I think this disguise will work just fine, don't you, Vyrnen?"

Though the nanite dragon no longer had a physical voice he responded mentally that he was grateful to be of such use to his owner, the merged males shuddering as they gave their mutual cock a stroke. As much as Serathin wanted to play with his newest creation he knew he didn't have much time and quickly got dressed in Vyrnen's clothes once more. Though they were a bit tight with their combined form, he managed to make it work and got himself dressed. The main thing that the dragon-suited thief made sure he had was the digital keycard that would allow Vyrnen back into the building, and though it had a white-scaled dragon smiling in the picture it only took a wave of the technomancer's hand before the digital picture showed Vyrnen in his current form.

"Let's do this," Serathin said as he walked out of his building and back to the lab where Vyrnen worked.