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"Hah! How about that!"

The black dragon dropped the controller on the couch and dabbed shamelessly. Kizan, who had already been frowning for a long time, gave him the kind of look someone would give to a toddler who'd done something terribly embarrassing.

"Sometimes it's hard to remember why I started dating you," the younger dragon said. He'd just taken a brief shower and his golden scales seemed to gleam with the flashes of light that came from the monitor.

"Oh, of course you remember why! It's because I'm amazing," Rofur answered, winking an eye. His tail swished back and forth enthusiastically.

"Maybe in your world of make-believe," Kizan said, rolling his eyes. He had to make an effort not to smile, though. "Besides, you really think I can't do it any better? You didn't pick the second power-up and you missed a few rings. Your ship was barely flying by the end."

"You, sir, are lying," Rofur said, with his best fake expression of dignity, as he took a seat next to the other dragon. "And I'd like to remind you perfection doesn't exist."

"Not for the likes of you, that for sure." Kizan grinned. "You're just too clumsy."

"Hmph! I wasn't playing competitively, just so you know. This was merely an exhibition flight," the black dragon mumbled, crossing his arms on his chest.

"Well, if that's the case, you won't have any problem with me trying to beat your score, right?" Kizan said, grabbing the controller. He was still grinning. "I mean, just for fun."

"You can do whatever you want." Rofur was pretending to be angry now, but the golden dragon knew he was just teasing him.

He pressed "New Game" and started playing the videogame, which was actually quite simple. The goal was to take a ship - which Rofur had obviously named "Dragonwing" - through a series of obstacles, picking different items. Some of them gave a better score, while other were power-ups that made the game slightly easier. In the process, the player had to try not to crash against any mountains, trees, buildings or whatever the game decided to put right in front of them. There were five stages and each got increasingly difficult as the game progressed. It wasn't particularly innovative, but the game had been made by an indie studio, and it had a very good soundtrack which Kizan had come across in Spawtify a few times.

It was also a nice game to play with friends since a run could be completed pretty fast and it had a big scoreboard in the main menu screen. That obviously meant getting all competitive with whoever you were playing the game with - and dragons were known to have their pride.

"Oh, come on!" Rofur complained, as soon as Kizan completed the first stage with a perfect score. "You've obviously played this game before."

"I haven't, I promise!" the golden dragon said, chuckling. "It's just way easier than I expected. How could you mess it up that much when you played? See? You missed this one before. I really can't-"

"Oh, shut up!" Rofur exclaimed, pushing him. The younger dragon laughed. "Just play the damn game and leave me alone. I'll beat your score afterwards anyway."

"Oh, yeah?" Kizan asked, raising an eyebrow. He finished stage two with a perfect score again, to Rofur's dismay. "Are you planning on combining your two scores or something? Otherwise, I don't think you can do that."

"Oh, shut up. Just shut up!"

The black dragon kept on pushing and pinching his boyfriend, trying in vain to make him lose the game or at least cause him to make a mistake that would lower his score. Kizan's eyes, however, were focused on the screen and he was biting his tongue out of concentration. After a while, Rofur gave up on trying to distract him. Instead, he watched how the golden dragon's ship flew forward skillfully, missing a few power-ups, but getting a very high score indeed.

When he was about to finish the fifth stage, Rofur tried to startle him by suddenly shouting a random word, but it didn't work that well. When Kizan's ship went through the final ring and his score appeared on the screen, it was way higher than the black dragon's.

"No way!" Rofur exclaimed, indignant. "You cheated!"

"And how, exactly, did I cheat?" the younger dragon asked, with a cocky grin. "It's not my fault that you're terrible at this game."

"Hmph! We'll see about that!" Rofur picked up the controller once again and started a new game.

He noticed Kizan had gotten closer to him, way closer than they'd been during the previous run, but he didn't think that was particularly weird. Besides, he liked the touch of the other dragon's scales.

"You know," Kizan said then, with a low voice. "Even though it didn't work, I noticed you were trying to... distract me before."

"Yeah, I were," Rofur answered, as he tried to focus on playing the game as perfectly as possible. He wasn't going to lose again.

"But it seems you didn't know how to distract me properly." Kizan's hands fell on his shoulders with just a little bit of strength. Rofur had been expecting him to try something like that, so it didn't startle him.

However, when the dragon's hands started massaging his shoulders, he was a bit surprised.

"Huh... what?" he asked, with a smile. "You trying to help me focus on the game? Sure, go ahead."

"Oh, I will."

Kizan was particularly tall and broad-shouldered for a dragon his age, and as far as Rofur knew, he'd been hitting the gym for a while now. The black dragon, on the other hand, might be older - but his constitution didn't go much further than that of the average dragon, and he was often thought to be the younger one. Of course, Kizan's stronger physical build was something he liked a lot.

And when he was so close to him, it became more noticeable. Those big hands felt really nice on his shoulders, too.

"Hmmm, so what are you trying to do?" Rofur asked when one of those hands moved down to his chest and began stroking it gently. He finished the first stage with a perfect score, to his delight. "I'm sorry, but I won't be distracted by my handsome boyfriend playing tricks on my scales... I'm a very horny dragon and I've learned to live with that."

Kizan chuckled.

"Is that so?" the bigger dragon said. Rofur noticed then his voice sounded much closer to his ear.

Then, he felt those fangs slowly biting his ear and he gasped. It took him by surprise, and he was about to crash his ship against one of the rocks from the beginning of stage two.

"H-hey!" he complained. "That's cheating, you know!"

"Oh, so you mean I'm better at distracting you than you were?" Kizan said, his voice fading into a soft, low growl that seemed to come from deep within his chest. "That's another thing in which you can't beat me, am I right?"

"S-shut up." Rofur did his best to focus on the game.

The other dragon's bite had startled him, but he hadn't lost a single power-up this time. By picking all the items in that stage, he could easily beat Kizan's score and making him swallow those arrogant words of his. Then, he'll prove he was the superior dragon (and gamer) and his boyfriend would have to bow down before him.

He was so lost in those thoughts that he didn't notice the golden dragon had already wrapped his arms around his smaller frame and was rubbing his chest idly. Kizan's smooth scales had already dried after the brief shower, but Rofur could feel the warmth of his boyfriend's naked torso passing through the clothes he was wearing. It was definitely distracting, and it became more and more difficult to ignore once the golden dragon began slowly kissing his exposed neck.

"H-huh, come on..." Rofur whispered, trying to go back to the game. He still hadn't made any mistake, but if Kizan continued like that, it would only be a matter of time. "It's not the time for this..."

"Oh. So you want me to stop?"

The black dragon thought about it for a few seconds. That distraction caused him to almost miss one of the game's most valuable power-ups, and he had to perform a risky stunt with his ship to get back on the right path.

"I..." He stopped for a few seconds, as he tried to stabilize the ship. "I don't."

"You don't?"

"I mean, it feels nice and all. And I'm still not losing. See? Second stage, perfect score. Do whatever you want."

It was mostly Rofur's pride that was talking then, and he preferred focusing on the game instead of starting a pointless argument about whether he should be distracted or not. Then, however, Kizan's hand slid down to his crotch and began stroking it slowly. The black dragon gasped and shivered a bit as soon as he felt the gentle touch, and barely had a few seconds to recover before stage three began. But his boyfriend kept on stroking his now noticeable bulge, and he kept squirming a bit as he tried not to lose track of the ship on the screen.

"What about now?" he heard Kizan's voice coming from behind.

"Y-you... you know this isn't going to end well..." was all he could say.

"Such a shame this game doesn't have a Pause button, hmm? Yeah, I bet you were already looking for it. But no, it doesn't. I checked," the golden dragon chuckled, and Rofur thought his voice was sexier than ever.

"Please, let me just finish and..."

"Let you finish? Of course. But for you to finish, I first need to jerk you off for a while, don't I?"

"Nnnggh.... You..."

Rofur was about to say something, but he had to quickly stabilize his ship again, since it was heading towards a wall. He still didn't want to lose to Kizan; he had to make sure he got a bigger score than the golden dragon, no matter what kind of teasing he put him through. However, it would have been so easy and nice to just throw the controller away and let his boyfriend go all the way with his "distractions".

He was about to finish the third stage now and Kizan had already pulled his pants down. The bigger dragon's big hand had grabbed his throbbing member and was stroking it up and down rhythmically: not too fast - so that he wouldn't cum before the end of the run, Rofur supposed - but not too slow either. He could feel wave after wave of pleasure washing over his body, making him shiver and gasp involuntarily every few seconds as he just gave into Kizan's body, which on the other hand, made him feel hotter and hotter every second.

The fourth stage was just starting when one of the golden dragon's strong hands closed firmly around his helpless neck, making him gasp for air in response. No, he thought, as he let out a weak whimper. No, he didn't...

But of course, Kizan knew that was one of his biggest turn-ons, and of course he was going to take advantage of that. It was already difficult to maneuver the ship when someone was jerking him off - and quite teasingly, too - but to do so when he was running out of air, which in turn made him feel hornier and hornier, was practically impossible.

"Oh, look, you missed your first item! Such a shame, you were holding up pretty well." Rofur gulped, squirming a bit as he began to feel the lack of oxygen and the involuntary, natural instinct to free himself from the other dragon's grip. He hadn't even noticed the item Kizan said he'd missed. "It also looks like you're losing on the concentration game, too. Don't lie - you love this. Oh, careful! That's another item you missed."

Rofur tried to push the right buttons to stabilize the ship - but it was simply impossible. His vision was starting to blur and he felt like he was drooling. His head hurt a bit and doing anything was beginning to seem like a very, very difficult task. At some point, he noticed the first convulsion as if it was happening far away. When Kizan loosened his grip, he took a desperate, deep breath in that managed to give his lungs a brief relief, but it wouldn't last long.

Soon enough, the golden dragon had closed his firm hand around his neck and fresh air was denied to him one more time. He tried to squirm again, to break free, but Kizan was stronger and there was a part of him, which usually only came out when they were alone in their bedroom, that was enjoying that immensely.

He barely managed to see the "fourth stage: clear!" message as it appeared on the screen. It was then when Rofur felt himself being lowered down until he was lying on his stomach, uncomfortably pushed against the coffee table. The position in which Kizan put him forced him to stretch his arms so that he would still be able to hold the controller, and also to look up in order to see the screen. He then felt the dragon pulling his tail and he tried to moan, but he was running out of air again and he kicked involuntarily.

"You're still playing? My my, you're way prouder than I thought you'd be. Fortunately, I know just the way to solve that."

Rofur's brain barely registered those words and, as soon as the golden dragon let him catch his breath again and his vision cleared a little, he noticed the ship was dangerously close to a wall. He clumsily managed to save it in the last second, but it was then when Kizan pulled his tail again and, before he could even realize what was going on, placed his own erection between his exposed cheeks.

"Ki... Kizan..." he managed to mumble, dizzy and more aroused than he'd been in a long while, but then his boyfriend got a grip on his neck again, making sure he wouldn't say a single word.

Instead, Rofur let out a few muffled sounds that were immediately cut by a louder groan as soon as the golden dragon pushed his hard, thick member right into his rump and he squirmed and moaned and was about to drop the controller. How he still managed to hold it, he didn't know. He kept on being pushed against the coffee table over and over as the golden dragon thrust deeper, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable for Rofur as he felt himself being fucked wildly. It had been a few weeks since they had last gotten that rough, and even though the black dragon couldn't really remember that specific detail in his current situation, there was a part of him - which now was as hard and wet as could get - that had really missed that. He tried to glance at the screen, but his lungs were running out of oxygen again and he didn't care anymore.

One of Kizan's hands was still masturbating him fast, while the other prevented him from breathing. At that point, Rofur was simply convulsing in pleasure and oxygen deprivation, and he wasn't even sure what was going on anymore. He could hear his boyfriend's growling behind him, thrusting harder and harder, and everything getting hazier and fuzzy as the lack of fresh air made a myriad of flickering dots appear at the corner of his vision. He felt as if his consciousness was going somewhere else and his tongue lolled out, eyes rolling back as the golden dragon's thrusting became more powerful and erratic.

It was then when he heard a far groan of pleasure and he felt his boyfriend's hard member making a warm, sticky mess inside him. Unable to contain himself any more, Rofur just whimpered one more time and felt himself going over the edge and, finally, cumming helplessly on the coffee table, his seed dripping all over the wooden surface. As Kizan came inside him, the bigger dragon tightened his grip around his boyfriend's neck, and Rofur felt as if he was about to snap in half and collapse right there.

Then, however, the pressure around his neck decreased and the black dragon could take a deep breath in again. His lungs felt like they were burning and he had a splitting headache, but the mess they both had made was proof that he had enjoyed that improvised rough sex session, more than he was willing to admit. They both stayed like that for a while, trying to catch their breath on the coffee table.

After a while, when Rofur felt that pain in his head fading slowly and his breathing going back to normal, he managed to glance up at the screen. The message "Game Over" could be read. It seemed his ship had crushed somewhere, but he hadn't even noticed where or when.

"You... win..." he managed to say, weakly.

Kizan chuckled, caressing his head. Rofur let him do so and groaned happily as he felt the bigger dragon petting him.

"We both win," he said, after a while. "We both always win."

"Yeah, that's how it's supposed to be," Rofur agreed, giggling.

"So, I take it that you liked it? You know, losing to this younger dragon that can overpower you so easily."

"Oh, shut up..."

"And you know what's the best part of this? I didn't only win in the game, but I also won in distracting you. Which makes me a double winner today."

"You really, really are an idiot," Rofur said, grinning. He felt the dragon standing up and pulling his length out of his rump, and he let out a whimper. "Why did I start dating you, again...?"

"Because I'm amazing," Kizan answered. Even though the black dragon couldn't see him at the moment, he was pretty sure his boyfriend had winked an eye at him.

"Alright then, amazing dragon," he said, standing up with a bit of effort. He glanced at the mess they both had made on the coffee table and shuddered. "I think we should clean this and then you should take another shower. With me."

"With you," Kizan agreed, smiling. "But then, do we agree that I win this time?"

Rofur crossed his arms on his chest, tilting his head. For a few seconds, he thought about opposing that idea again, but then he thought he'd already had enough. He gave the other dragon a big smile.

"Of course! Credit where credit is due."

"Fine. See? You don't need to be that proud with me," Kizan said as he kissed the black dragon's snout before heading to the kitchen in search for some paper. "We both know you love losing from time to time!"

Of course I do, Rofur thought, with a sly grin now that the other dragon couldn't see him. But don't think this is going to end here. I can always play tomorrow and beat your score, both in the game and in bed. After all, I still haven't put on those sturdy boots you love so much.

Just you wait, big boy. Just you wait.