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Dave stood in the center of the living room, taking stock of the place as he tapped a foot-paw against the floor. He crossed his arms over his bare torso, both his cocks flopping through the air as he looked at the furniture. Everything was ready to go: the console was plugged in, the food was laid out, the beer chilling in the fridge, and everything was sparklingly clean. Soon, even the guests would arrive.

The huge dragon nodded, smiling as he thought of the coming party. It was going to end up being one hell of a housewarming party. He had moved in a month and a half ago, and he knew that for most the housewarming would have been held much earlier. But Dave Callum was no ordinary dragon: his basement held several items that he had been wanting to install in his living space for years, but couldn't due to his previous living arrangements. Thankfully, the house's new basement was the perfect place to set those things up, and he had wanted it meticulously arranged before he could even think of doing a housewarming.

He rather grinned to himself, wondering how much his houseguests would enjoy his basement.

"And now, we're ready," the tall dragon replied, wiping his hands.

"Food's in the oven, basement is all set up, everything else..."

Dave turned up to his right, his gaze meeting the kobold who was perched on his shoulder. The blue kobold was just as naked as Dave, letting all of his deep and jagged scars show. The kobold seemed rather at home on the large dragon's shoulder. He shrugged and leaned towards the oven to check the timer.

"I hope we can hear the timer over everyone once they get here," Dave commented.

"Oh, don't you worry," Malk replied. "You won't need the timer, you've got me!" He then grinned, flopping his substantial, almost over-large dick against Dave's face. "The real question is; when do I get thrown into the dungeon, and whose dick do I have to suck to make that happen?"

Dave could not help the amused chuckle that came out of his mouth: naturally something lewd was on his mind with this housewarming. Dave supposed he could not blame the ever horny little guy: after all, he'd been looking to having such a basement for as long as they'd known each other, likely longer, and now that it was there ready to be used, he was getting restless.

"We'll have to find out," Dave replied. He then gave a knowing smile, knowing that it was not just everyone else that Malk was interested in seeing.

The blue kobold grinned, lightly bapping Dave's snout with the heavy Prince Albert piercing on the end of his length. "I dunno what you're talking about," he replied playfully.

Dave rolled his eyes, but before he could say much more the doorbell rang. The large dragon nodded, looking over to the side where his bathrobe hung. He briefly pondered putting it on before letting the first guest in, but knowing who it might be, he knew they would be rather punctual, nor would they particularly mind.

Thus, he went straight to the door. "Well, I guess we will find out soon enough," he said. "Come."

And with this, he twisted the doorknob, pulling the door back and greeted their first guests of the night.

----**----

"Wait, so this is... We really dress down for this?"

"Ya know it, mate! We've gotta get an opportunity to show _these_off, after all!"

With this, the boisterous stegosaurus lifted his bare arms, the muscles jumping out at the large blue dragon before him. He flexed elsewhere, his muscles bulging out past the rainbow-colored tank top and the rainbow thong that he wore packed with a hefty bulge and the tell-tale bulge of a thick Prince Albert. He was seated next to a wasp and a crocodile, the two of them looking at the stegosaur as he stretched his legs out.

The tall blue dragon simply blushed, shoving his hands further into his dark blue hoodie. "I guess that's a fair point," he admitted. He then glanced around at the rest of the party, his tail bumping up lightly against the couch as he surveyed the other party goers that were around at that time. "This everybody?"

"Not really." The red-and-black dragon's attention turned to the wasp, his wings folded behind his back as he carefully held his fingers together. "I think we are expecting a couple more, but they tend to keep to themselves, typically."

"Gotcha." The blue dragon nodded, looking down and noticing the condom held against the wasp's carapace by the strap of the thong. He then looked over to the crocodile seated next to the wasp, seeing the Hawaiian-shirt clad reptile sitting there with his cock flopping over his dark-green right thigh as he pulled a blunt away from his mouth. He exhaled, sitting back and looking to the dragon.

"You'll get used to it," the crocodile replied. He smiled up at him. "These parties are very relaxed here..."

"I get that feeling," the blue dragon admitted. He sighed, but still kept his hands within the pockets of his hoodie. "Still, I think I'll stick to this for now, if that's alright with you guys."

"It's sound," the stegosaurus replied. He then reached forward, patting the blue dragon on the stomach. "But soon enough, ya gotta show us what's hidin' out under here. I hear it's big."

"Well, I don't know about that, but maybe you'll get to see," the blue dragon replied. He then looked to the kitchen, his eyes turning to Dave as the large dragon emerged, with Malk still perched on his shoulder.

"Oh, Libra!" Dave stated as he drew closer. "I see you've made it!"

"Somewhat," said Libra. "Not sure what to expect, but..." The blue dragon adjusted his shoulders somewhat, letting his hoodie crinkle up just a little bit. "These things don't get too wild, do they?"

"Give it time, they'll get real wild!" Dorje winked, his triangular back plates swaying slightly and clinking together. He then looked down to Skavi, the croc simply lounging back in relaxation while draping his arm over Xolani's shoulder. "Won't it, Skav?"

"Of course." The crocodile leaned back, looking completely relaxed. His head turned to Dave, giving a small nod. "This is a good strain. Where did ya get it?"

Dave gave a short nod. "I found a lovely new shop not too far from here. They grow it themselves." He turned to Libra. "Well, hopefully you will feel right at home enough soon."

Libra nodded, giving Dave a smile. "We'll see," he said. "We'll see."

But out of the corner of his eye, Dave caught the motion of Libra's foot as it tapped against the floor. It was an unusually rapid tap, and Dave could see the tension in Libra's toes better than anyone else in the room.

The red-and-black dragon gave Libra a knowing smile. Before he could say much more, however, he heard a knock on the door. He looked up, before standing at his full height: the relative silence of the knocking told him immediately who it was, and how well they'd respond to a crowd.

Thus, Dave nodded, picking up Malk and placing him on the couch next to Skavi. "Excuse me."

"Oh yay!" Malk hopped up excitedly. "The next biggest dick here!"

Skavi chuckled at this, but Dave paid no mind to that: he moved straight for the door, opening it slowly and looking it down. Indeed, there he was: the wolf stood just to the height of the door, his muted red and black sweatshirt even more muted in the early evening light. His eyes shone rather brightly, though, and immediately he smiled up at Dave.

"Hey," the wolf said.

"Zodim!" Dave immediately pulled him into a small hug, holding the wolf close. "I'm glad you made it here!" He smiled, looking down at the little wolf. "Can I get you anything?"

"Not for the moment, but thanks," Zodim replied. Dave noticed the way his shoulders seemed to lose all their tension, before the wolf stepped inside. "Actually, I'm wondering if I can say hi to Cea first?"

Dave blinked, before he smiled rather broadly at this. "Oh, of course!" He then gestured towards the birdcage with his head. "Here."

With this, Dave led Zodim to the birdcage on the other end of the room. As they approached, the little olive green rock pebbler squawked at them. They watched as she climbed up the side of the cage, squawking at him loudly before proceeding along the wall of the cage, the purple tail feathers fanning out at the wolf as he leaned closer to get a better look.

Dave gently elbowed the wolf's torso. "She's a beauty, isn't she?"

The wolf nodded, a smile coming to his face. "Yes," the wolf replied quietly. He looked down, before poking his fingers towards the bars of the cage. Little Cea chirped, noticing the finger there and climbing down, her beak partly open as she approached.

"Is she always so precocious?" Zodim asked.

"Oh absolutely," Dave replied. He reached down, gently petting the wolf's head. "That, and I think she likes it when people admire her."

"She's beautiful," Zodim replied, pulling his hand back. "I think I might just stay near her for now."

"Whatever works for you," Dave replied. He smiled kindly down on Zodim. "I'm glad you came to the party."

"Thank you for inviting me." He stretched out his legs, the rather loose jeans folding, around a visible bulge, along with the wolf's motions as he shoved his hands into his hoodie's pockets. "It's good to be here."

"Likewise." Dave smiled down at Zodim, ruffling his head fur again. "I know you're here to make more friends, but if you need me, I will be around, unless Malk needs to disciplined."

Zodim gave a coy smile to this. "And you think he won't?" he asked.

But Dave only returned the gesture, his hand turning up as he did this. "You know the answer to that better than anyone!" He snorted and then glanced out to the party, taking stock of the guests. "I believe we only have a few more guests to wait on, but I think they're running late. Let's get the party started proper."

And indeed, the hustle and bustle was starting to pick up. Dorje, Xolani, and Skavi had all pulled Libra onto the couch where Malk had been, it was then that Dave noticed the kobold was headed straight for the door. As Dave turned to look at who arrived, he saw a second red-scaled kobold enter the house. The two kobolds hugged, Malk making sure to grind his cock against the other kobold in traditional kobold greeting. He then stepped back to allow the red-scaled kobold began to strip down.

Dave gave a small nod, before patting Zodim on the shoulder. He looked looked to the kitchen. "I will be nearby if you need me, Zodim," he replied.

"Thank you," the wolf replied. "I'll let you know if I need anything.

And with this, the wolf went right back to enjoying the bird's company, watching her climb down the cage again and perching on one of the fake branches attached to the wall of the cage.

----**----

It did not take that long for the party to get started after that point: most "parties" at Dave's place were rather low-key get-to-gethers, at least at first. At some point, everyone made their way over to where the food was, all of them talking up a storm, wondering what delightful fillings filled the savory pastries Malk had made this time.

For Dave, this involved immediately starting up the console and getting a game of Mario Kart going. He, Koviell, and Libra had all grabbed controllers: Skavi, Dorje, and Xolani had all opted out of this first round but still hovered around the couch, with Skavi seated next to Libra and Dorje and Xolani leaning over the back: meanwhile, Malk had sat back on Dave's shoulder and Zodim was still showering little Cea with love and affection.

Thus, as they started the race, Malk grinned, turning to Koviell. "You weren't expecting this to be a nudist party, were you, Koviell?" he asked.

"No!" The red kobold sat up, shaking his head as he looked all around. "I mean... everybody's all naked around here and stuff."

"You expected something different from us?" Dave asked. He put his thumb onto the accelerator button.

"You know what? Not really." Koviell waved his controller with a grin. "Some things just don't change, and that's why I had to follow suit! I mean, it'd be just weird for me not to undress when almost everyone else is doing it, right?"

Skavi chuckled good-naturedly at this, and he nodded at Koviell. "Well, you get the spirit of it at least," he commented. "And we all do, right?"

He elbowed Libra, right as the countdown finished and the race started. The blue dragon blushed slightly at this, but quickly turned his attention to the race.

"I guess so," Libra provided. His full concentration went to the race at that point.

"Whatever." Koviell said. He curved around the first bend, narrowly missing one of the CPU racers. "We're gonna get involved in sex at some point, aren't we?"

"Of course!" Malk's teeth seemed extra sharp as he grinned devilishly at Koviell. "Don't worry, you'll be the first to see it if it does."

"I'll be in the back when it happens," Koviell said. He shook his head. "Goddammit, I am so not ready to fuck right now..."

"Well, you will be when we're done with you!" Malk replied. "It will get very hot soon enough."

He then grinned mischievously, picking up his massive cock and looking down at Dave.

"First win for me," Dave replied rather calmly.

It was at that moment that he felt the piercing on Malk's dick bap him lightly. "Well, that's good for you," Malk sassily responded.

Dave blinked at the light bap, shaking his head and turning his attention back to the TV screen. "It is," he said, his deep voice rumbling gently as he adjusted his position. "We did say there was another race, right?"

"I think there was," Koviell replied, his gaze turning to Malk. Dave could just see the mischievous grin on his face, but did not see where it was aimed at as he just moved his cursor to the next track he wanted to race on.

"One more race to end out this series," Dave commented. He selected the course, exhaling as he watched the course selection cycle through the tracks that he, Koviell, and Libra had selected. "It may just be a close one."

"Maybe," Libra replied. He exhaled. "Maybe this time I'll actually beat you proper!"

"You never know," Koviell said, his voice jumping up gleefully. He then cracked his knuckles. "We'll see what happens."

Before long, the course had loaded up. Dave only raised an eye ridge in response: he knew the game well enough that he was confident he could navigate the track with his eyes closed. This would decidedly be a terrible idea in multiplayer matches where items would be involved, he knew, but he knew well enough to know when the shortcuts came.

Thus, he shifted his position, his shoulder lifting up ever so slightly as he set his finger on the pedal button. As soon as the race started, he slammed his finger down on it, racing ahead of the other racers from his already excellent starting position. He kept his eyes on the course, his lower left lip opening in a light grin, as he turned the first left and--

He then felt Malk's cockhead bap against his muzzle again. The large dragon shook his head, before looking up at the kobold on his shoulder. Already he could see that the kobold was at half mast, and Malk had that signature grin on his face from any time he got even mildly riled up.

"Heeeeeey," Malk said, drawing out the vowel so long that Dave could not help but glare at him.

"Not now, Malk," Dave replied tersely.

With this, he turned his attention back to the game, turning around at a curve. He managed to collide right into an item box, setting up his next turn, knowing the shortcut would be around the--

He pulled his head back, again glaring at Malk as the little blue kobold bapped his muzzle with his rapidly hardening cock.

"Heeeeeeeeeey," Malk repeated, the kobold drawing his syllables out even longer. "Come on there, big guuuuuy..."

"No." Dave squinted, turning his attention back to the TV. He then realized he'd missed the shortcut almost as soon as he'd turned away to look back at the screen.

He heard Koviell chuckle from the side. Libra, meanwhile, found himself leaning closer to Koviell. "Does this happen often?" the blue dragon asked.

And here, the red kobold chuckled. "Often?" he asked. He took his hand off the control stick long enough to indicate the action with his thumb. "Just watch."

Libra turned just in time to see Malk bap Dave's muzzle with his cock once again. The blue kobold snickered at this, and with each bap the other two could see that it affected Dave's playing. His previously perfectly-executed turns were a little sloppy, he missed shortcuts with greater accuracy...

...and then, Libra managed to pull himself close to Dave inside the race. He pulled out a red shell behind his kart, trailing close to Dave. All it would take was one well-timed intrusion...

And right as Dave brought out his banana to block it, Malk bapped Dave on the muzzle again.

"Come onnnn," the blue Kobold replied.

Dave growled at this, doing his best to ignore the kobold. But it was then that his finger slipped from the trigger.

The banana thus got left behind him. Libra had to pull away as quickly as he could, his own racer narrowly dodging the banana. As such, he let his red shell fly, the shell immediately tracking Dave and hitting him mere seconds before he crossed the finish line. The blue dragon then let out a whoop at this, crossing the finish line before Dave could.

At this, Koviell snickered, elbowing Libra. The blue dragon thus turned, laying his eyes on Dave.

The large red-bellied dragon looked like he could have shot daggers through Malk's body with just his gaze alone. There was perhaps something a little more playful about it in this case, and as Libra's eyes moved he could see one of the dragon's two cocks twitch. This was only met by a playful giggle from Malk, a giggle which only caused Dave's glowing eyes to narrow.

"Right..."

With this, Dave stood up, depositing his controller on the couch. He then bodily picked the kobold up, bending his tail over his shoulder such that Malk's body was hanging off of the dragon's black-scaled back.

"You've been very bad," Dave said. "Time to discipline you."

With this, Dave marched straight off to the basement, his gait slow and sure. As Libra and Koviell looked on, Malk winked at them, his grin remaining constant even as he swung from his vantage point and Dave closed the door behind them.

----**----

"Aw, but siiiiiiiiiiiir, have some mercy on me!"

Malk was interrupted by the click of Dave attaching his leash to the kobold's collar. Dave looked down, his shoulders rotating to adjust the position of his leather vest as it rested on his shoulders. The metallic crest of his leather cap glinted menacingly in the deep red lights of the basement dungeon, and it gave the glint of his teeth a more menacing edge.

"Quiet, brat." Dave pulled on the leash with enough force to press Malk's head against both of his cocks, which were now fully erect. "You wanted my attention, well now you have it."

Malk pouted, but found himself unable to cross his arms considering they were supporting his weight from that angle. With the way his ankles were tied together by the rebar connecting his ankles, Malk knew there was precious little he could do to escape: all he could do was service the two cocks before him.

Of course, the kobold was not about to just let Dave have it. "Make me."

Dave grinned, his hand settling onto Malk's head. He gently petted the kobold's head at first, brushing some hair away from the kobold's ears. It was a gentle petting, and as Dave looked into those golden eyes, he saw how they glinted mischievously.

He then roughly grabbed a hold, angling the kobold's mouth onto one of his cocks and yanking on the leash hard enough to get that cock halfway down Malk's gullet, Prince Albert and all.

"Suck."

Malk almost immediately gagged on the length, but before he could react Dave pulled on the leash again, that thick cock sinking further down his throat. It was not down all the way, oh no: that much would take time. But it was just enough that Malk found himself struggling for air, pulling back just enough that he could breathe. It was not enough for Dave's cock to completely exit his mouth, though.

In truth, Malk would not have it any other way.

Thus, the little kobold inhaled, slamming down on that thick red cock almost immediately as he worked his way back down to where that shaft had been. He felt a tug on his collar help him down a little bit past where his mouth had gone initially, and as he felt that Prince Albert brush up against the back of his throat he swallowed, doing what he could to suppress his gag reflex.

He then pulled back, but was not allowed to pull too far away: it was just enough so he could get his next breath in, but far enough that his airway could be cut off right away by a rough yank. It pulled Malk forward with such force that he ended up having to grip Dave's other cock for support, his eyes wide and his eyes brimming with tears and filled with hunger, as that cock got forced down again.

"I said suck, brat. Not move."

And with this, Dave reared back, twisting the leash around his hand one time before he started to push straight into Malk's maw, thrusting in and out slowly at first. The balls of the Prince Albert piercing grinding into the back of Malk's throat with each thrust, and it only made the kobold's throat squeeze down on the rest of the cock. Slowly, he started to thrust deeper and deeper in.

The action forced Malk to hang on to the other cock with such a grip that it squeezed tightly around the cock, creating friction of its own. The collar pulled tighter around Malk's neck as well, and the pull of the collar only heightened the tightening that the blue kobold was experiencing at that moment.

All he could do was go along for the ride. Thus, in this last opportunity, he took as deep a breath as he could.

It was then he was yanked all the way to the base of Dave's cock, his somewhat smaller body hugging the other cock as he felt his nose come flush with Dave's hips. His eyes rolled into the back of his head, with that thick length so far down inside him that it was driving his gag reflex crazy. He found he could not breathe at all, and the action led him to squirm. Of course, this only rubbed the inside of his throat against the larger dragon's Prince Albert, and the sensation only drove him to squirm even further.

"That's it..." Dave's voice had taken on an edge of menace by this point. "Is this what you wanted, boy?"

"Gllk!" Malk could not respond in anything but a choked noise. However, even in the red lighting, Dave could see Malk's own substantial cock leaking pre rather profusely: the liquid coated his own Prince Alberts, and then ran down the first few rungs of his Jacob's Ladder, before dripping down to the floor.

"It is. Don't deny it." Dave immediately pulled out, taking his cock and bapping Malk on the nose with his Prince Albert.

Malk let out a cough, taking a couple of seconds to catch his breath. As he did, he watched as Dave walked his way around the table, his fingers gently stroking the leather on the leash as he walked to the opposite end of the table. His cocks glistened in the red light, and as he moved along he exhaled, placing himself just behind his little blue Kobold.

As soon as Malk had caught his breath, Dave tugged hard on the leash, bringing the kobold off of his hands and up into the air. It was then that Malk felt one of Dave's cocks press up against his hole, and as the PA threatened to push into him he could feel Dave's breath against one of his shoulders.

"Well, I'll just remind you why certain distractions aren't quite acceptable," said Dave. "And what happens when you do the unacceptable."

With this, the big dragon thrusted in, his first cock filling Malk up as he felt Dave thrust all the way in on one go. The little kobold cried out, a sound that was very quickly quashed by the taste of leather gloves on his tongue. He groaned into the fingers, just resisting the urge to bite down, knowing it'd have consequences, as Dave pulled back and thrusted back in.

Dave did not say much more at that point: he let his actions do the talking, and with his first cock in and his PA brushing against Malk's walls, he began putting all his effort into pushing his hips, thrusting into the little kobold further. He was not moving super quickly, not yet: that would have to wait for a little longer.

For the moment, he grinned, scissoring his fingers inside of Malk's mouth. The vibrations of his moans against his fingers was all he needed to know that he was doing it right.

But of course, Dave paused, pulling back and pausing for a second. This was a situation which required something more than just one cock: he did not always go fully into Malk. But this occasion called for that for certain. The red dragon thus lifted his second cock, lightly sliding the PA against Malk's taint as he grinned.

"You know what?" Dave asked. "I don't think one is enough." He grinned at this. "Wouldn't you agree?"

Dave then shoved his fingers deep into Malk's mouth, the kobold only able to whine in desperate need. Dave grinned at this, adjusting his legs and positioning his second cock-head.

"Good," Dave said. "You may have earned this after all."

With this, the dragon thrust in, his second cockhead entering with no problem. Again he took his time in working both of his cocks into the kobold's ass: the tightness was enough to give Dave reason to slow down, but he knew how rarely Malk was able to take both cocks all the way to the base.

And yet, as he worked his way halfway down his cock, Dave grinned: this felt like a day Malk could take both all the way to the hilt. That was how thirsty he was for cock, and Dave knew it.

Thus, he pulled back, beginning a new rhythm of thrusts as he yanked hard enough on the leash to pull Malk just beneath his chin. This one was a little slower, aimed at maximizing just how thick he was inside of his little kobold: Dave knew just how much his cocks could make Malk squirm, what with how they almost rearranged his insides. Dave looked down, grinning at the bulge his cock caused in Malk's belly.

He could tell how much Malk wanted it: the blue kobold whined and drooled incessantly around Dave's fingers, especially as they began to work their way deeper into his mouth. The kobold's tongue slipped in and out of those fingers, and Dave could tell the little kobold was doing what he could to savor the moment as his two cocks worked in deeper with each thrust. It would only take a little longer, just that one extra thrust...

And then Dave felt himself hilt within his little kobold, both from the sound of his hips smacking the kobold's ass and from how Malk bit down on his fingers. He held himself in place, gyrating his hips around and letting the dual PA rub against the inside of Malk's ass: if the kobold had sharper teeth, Dave knew he would be biting right through those gloves, and the thought made Dave grin handily.

Thus, he pulled back, his pace slowing down a lot. Now, he went for power: every time he thrust back in, he made sure to hilt within his little kobold each time, and the leash in his hands served to pull the kobold's back against his torso. They were powerful thrusts, enough that any lesser kobold would have been sent flying off the table from the force. But not Malk: the scarred blue kobold could take it, and judging from the way the kobold's own cock was leaking precum all over the table beneath him Dave knew it was driving the little kobold wild. Malk was not able to move much, owing to the bar separating his legs, but what little he could do was to push against the thrusts. Dave enjoyed it every time he hilted within Malk, the kobold squirming in just the right way, he barely had to gyrate his own hips at all.

Dave kept these motions up for a good long while. Eventually starting to feel the typical swell in his balls. He grit his teeth, leaning towards Malk's ear, as his thrusts grew erratic.

"There you go, little brat," he whispered. With this, he gave Malk a very pointed smack to the ass, the sound reverberating in the basement room as he nibbled on an ear. "You'll be getting... ngh... your reward soon. Where do you want it?"

And in response, Malk clenched his hole around the two cocks embedded deep within it. Dave grinned, knowing what the little kobold meant.

"Very... well..." Dave growled, pulling back on the leash so hard Malk almost forgot to breathe after. "Then here... it... comes..."

And with one final thrust, the large dragon held still, roaring into his kobold's shoulder as he came hard. He held himself there, pumping his seed into the kobold and breeding his good little boy, for how good he had been after being such a brat...

Dave looked down upon feeling one final moan vibrate around his fingers: when he looked down, he saw multiple streams of white fluid streaking across the table there, with more jets shooting out from under the kobold. At this, Dave grinned: it was rare that Malk ever came hands-free, but the times it did happen were the best. He felt a wave of pride wash through him at that moment.

It was thus that he gave his little kobold a nibble on the shoulder, as he rode the rest of his climax out inside Malk.

Eventually, Dave pulled back, gently patting the spot he'd smacked on Malk's ass as he pulled his fingers out of the kobold's maw. "Satisfied?" he asked.

Malk grinned. "Yes master," he replied, supporting himself on shaky arms. Dave noticed the way his torso seemed to shudder, but paid it no mind as Malk adjusted the position of his hands. "That... was better than usual."

Dave nodded, glancing at the stairwell: he stayed completely still when, right there at the foot of the staircase, he saw Libra standing by the doorway.

The red-and-black dragon chuckled, leaning back while keeping himself in his kobold. "Oh hello, Libra," he said. "Wanted to join in on the action?"

He was not sure if it was a trick of the red lighting in the basement or if it was for real, but Dave thought he saw a bright red blush travel all the way up Libra's cheeks. This was confirmed by the way the blue dragon's posture shifted: his eyes bulged out wide, his jaw clamped up with visible strain from his neck, and he had taken a step back.

"I-I, uh..."

But Malk only chuckled. "Just you wait, Libra," he said. "Before long, you'll be shooting a load into me, too!"

Libra's snout immediately turned to the floor. "I... I guess..." He stayed frozen in place.

It was then that Malk and Dave both noticed the large, growing bulge in Libra's underwear, one that was not there when the blue dragon was upstairs. The two of them then shared a knowing look, Dave with his brow raised and Malk snickering gently.

"This party's juuuust getting started, hun," Malk replied. He then looked at the cuffs on his ankles, the cum on the floor, and the leather that glistened with sweat, before lifting his ankles up and shaking them briefly. "Let's get back upstairs. The night's not over yet!"

"Yep," said Dave. He then pulled out, his cocks coming out with a wet pop as his cum spilled onto the table. "Hopefully Thandi and Lempi will arrive soon..."