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"That match wrapped up a lot faster than I expected!" It was never a good thing when the announcer sounded incredulous. "Not the kind of showing Orion wanted today, I'm sure. I don't think I've seen a defeat that heavy in a long time! Certainly some unfortunate draws were there, but that overall performance wasn't what we expected to see."

"Something is out of sync with them, for sure," agreed the other announcer, sounding almost like a concerned parent. "Orion and Bunk are usually a well-oiled machine, but that machine needs to go in for repairs after that one. I do think, though, they have what it takes to get over a slump, but how long will that take?"

Orion was trying his best not to pay attention to the announcers as he left the arena - he really didn't need that rubbed in his face. It wasn't like he couldn't understand their shock, he couldn't remember the last time he'd had such a flat-out bad buddyfight. A lean, trim young man with a nice athletic swimmer's built, somewhat long raven-black hair, fierce blue eyes, and almost constantly found in forest green and sky blue clothing, his image was well-known among buddyfight enthusiasts but rarely in the level of discouragement he had now. It seemed like everything had gone wrong, he'd had draws that didn't work out, misplayed at least a couple turns, and just generally had lost focus. And he wasn't the only one - his partner, Bunk, was completely off his game, hadn't responded to his initial command and had made a big whiff that had cost them dearly. One of them could overcome a mistake from the other, but when they were both off, there was no salvation to be found.

The core of the problem, though, was Bunk. A tall, muscular orange dragon with blazing red hair, silver horns on his head and a drill-like horn on his nose, typically garbed in a few pieces of armor and carrying a nice hefty drill weapon, he was typically as reliable a partner as one could hope for...but not lately. Orion was largely distracted because his buddy, the closest person to him in his life, hadn't been himself. It was a fault on the dragon's part that they had had their winning streak snapped a few matches ago, and even as he apologized, Orion could tell that his mind was elsewhere. Now they were three down in a row, and Bunk just didn't seem to care all that much about it. And Orion didn't know why.

It seemed an odd turn of affairs for a team that had such a record as theirs. Orion had always counted himself lucky that he found someone he jelled with so well several years ago when he'd been at a loss of who to take on as a buddy. The powerful Fang Slade Terrestrial XV, one of the Drum Bunker Dragon clan, had also been searching for a buddy, and it hadn't taken them long to realize they had something pretty special between them. Going by the name Bunk, he was bold, stoic, but still had enough spitfire to push Orion's buttons a bit, which was something he appreciated - it helped the human keep from getting complacent. Being able to fight alongside someone and still argue with them from time to time was about all Orion could have asked for, and while some were a bit confused by that, the results were pretty evident in the fiercely strong bond between them.

Their experience together mounted quite a bit over those years. Not just the public matches, they had leapt into the fray of some much more serious matters, coming out on top through sheer dedication and effort. It had invited comparisons to another legendary duo - Gao Mikado and Fang Slade Terrestrial XIV, a.k.a. Drum, a partnership that had done some truly momentous things in the past. For Orion it was humbling and rewarding to hear himself likened to someone who he thought was absolutely fantastic and a role model for him. Bunk never seemed to be as thrilled about it, though...while Orion had never asked directly, he got the impression that Bunk rather quickly got tired of being compared to his father. It didn't help that some people called him Drum on impulse, which got them a terse response from the dragon that he was Bunk, NOT Drum. It was about the only time Bunk ever got testy with regular people...as far as Orion knew, Bunk didn't dislike Drum, he just seemed to have issues with the reputation, but he didn't like to talk about it and Orion didn't want to push him.

But if this was part of that, he knew he might have to. The thing was, he didn't know, because Bunk hadn't opened up about it. And after this loss, Orion couldn't just stay quiet about it. But he also didn't want to be immediately harping on it, potentially frustrating and alienating his partner. So he was going to try to gently work his way in. "Hey, cheer up, Bunk. We've had slumps before, and we got through them."

"Yeah..." Bunk sounded unhappy, but not in the way he used to be after losses. Orion wasn't quite sure what to make of that.

"Come on, let's go get some food. We'll think about what went wrong afterwards, and we'll make sure things get better. We're too good of a team to be kept down for long, right?"

"...Yeah, okay." The mood didn't get lighter at all, which was not what Orion expected. Food was usually a good way to help Bunk get in better spirits...well, maybe being at the burger place would be enough.

---

It wasn't enough. And now Orion was REALLY worried.

Getting food into Bunk was typically an infallible way of getting his mood up. And if there was any food that was more effective than any other, it was burgers. Bunk would eat them day and night if he could - fortunately, he usually couldn't, since there weren't enough for him to. So going to Bunk's favorite burger place seemed like a good way of helping get him in the mood to talk.

But it didn't take long for Orion to realize that Bunk was barely eating. His order was already smaller than usual - getting half a dozen burgers was more his norm, but he only ordered half that, and he'd barely finished one by the time Orion was done with his whole meal. It was completely uncharacteristic of him, and that was when Orion knew something was seriously off. This was behavior that was well outside the norm for him.

It hadn't been the only one lately, either. Since the start of the year, he'd noticed Bunk changing in little ways. They'd slept in the same bed for most of their time together, it was convenient and comfortable for both of them, but a while back Bunk had taken to sleeping on the floor instead, insisting it would be more comfortable for both of them that way, despite Orion never having voiced any issues with it. Bunk never seemed fully comfortable on the floor to him, but he refused to reconsider, and Orion had eventually let it drop. They'd also bathed together frequently for a long time, but that had stopped as well, Bunk just saying that he would rather have done it alone, without giving a reason why. And he'd also taken to spending a lot of time in his compact SD form...Bunk had told him over and over that he hated being in that tiny shape, and his change in attitude had been completely unexplained.

Orion had been perplexed by these changes, of course, but through them all Bunk didn't seem to be growing more distant from him altogether - despite spending less time in close contact, he was as friendly as ever, and remained in good spirits. And as long as Bunk was happy, Orion was content to let things go. Around two and a half weeks ago, though, Bunk simply stopped being his usual happy self. He would say that nothing was wrong, but it was clear something was...and it had just grown more and more serious, it was clearly something that he wasn't shaking off.

The time to intervene had come. Orion didn't like to force the issue, but it was clear something was up that wasn't going away, and he needed to do what he could to help.

---

Bunk had really, really been hoping to avoid the conversation. He knew it wasn't a guarantee that he would be able to, but he hadn't been able to come up with a good way to say it, so he'd just done what he could to avoid it. Today, though, he had that sense that that wasn't going to work.

Sure enough, once they were back home, Orion faced him with a serious look on his face. "Bunk...I need you to talk to me."

"It's-"

"It's NOT nothing. It hasn't BEEN nothing. You need to stop being evasive now. I've tried to respect your privacy but it's affecting you way more than normal, and you've got me really worried now. You can't even eat your burgers, and I've never seen you turn down a burger before. Something's got you fucked up, I need to know what it is."

Bunk cringed a bit. Orion was usually a very outspoken sort, he was fearless and intense most of the time, and they had their good-natured clashes so he knew what it could be like. But this was a very different flavor, almost made him feel like one of their enemies. He might have been the dragon, but there was no way Orion was going to let himself be overpowered to avoid this unpleasant confrontation.

"Please, Bunk. After all we've been through...can't you tell me what's going on with you? I can see how it's affecting you, and it's...it's making me worried for you."

Bunk gave a deep sigh. "...Okay. But...you're going to be upset."

"You don't know that."

"I do. It's...like this. I've...told you about our clan before, right? The Drum clan. We have our own community on Dragon World, where the clan works to become stronger constantly so that they can stand up to anything. My father, I've told you before, he's the chieftain of the clan, the one who's in charge and who everyone looks up to."

Orion nodded. "Yeah, I remember all that. Does this...have to do with him?"

Bunk took another deep breath and let it out slowly. "About...a couple weeks ago or so. I was visited by a messenger from the clan. My father, he...he wants me to return to the clan and begin the succession trials...so that I can take over for him as chieftain."

The stricken look on the human's face was torture to Bunk - and he'd never doubted for a second what Orion would feel on that revelation. "Wait...you...you're...you're leaving? But...but you're my buddy!"

"...It's not really something I can say no to. I'm his eldest son, it's supposed to be my duty to take over for him. That's why he gave me the title of succession - I'm Fang Slade Terrestrial XV, the next in line to lead the clan. It's just...what I have to do." His gaze dropped and he looked away from Orion. "I'm supposed to leave in two days...I'm sorry, Orion..."

"You...weren't even going to tell me?" the quiet in Orion's voice spoke volumes about his pain.

"...I was gonna leave a letter...I...didn't know how to say it...and..."

"I can't believe you...we made a pact to be buddies through everything! And then you were just gonna...leave, without even saying so much as goodbye! That...I just...agh!" Orion threw up his hands and stormed away, heading into his bedroom and slamming the door hard. Bunk couldn't blame him for being upset - he knew Orion would be. That was why he didn't want to say anything, to just leave quietly...it would have hurt, but there wasn't any way it wouldn't. And the mood around here was going to be awful now until he left...

---

It couldn't have been more awkward for Bunk the next day. Orion had left, without him, barely so much as glancing at him...he'd had to sit around all day in the empty house, dreading the coming morning. He was going to be brought back to Dragon World in the early hours, brought back face-to-face with the guy whose shadow he'd spent so long trying to get out of. It felt almost ironic that he'd tried to distinguish himself so thoroughly, yet here he was going to follow the exact same path.

Maybe I shouldn't have bothered...I'm always gonna be 'the kid of Drum' no matter what, I guess.

It was just so frustrating having something to live up to all the time, especially when he had already spent years directly under the scrutinizing eye of Drum. Part of the reason he'd been so happy to go find a buddy was to get some time away from those expectations and enjoy life on his own terms. Orion had been very helpful with that, he had always encouraged Bunk to do his own thing and not be bound to whatever idea others had for him...the problem was, well, others. Everywhere he went, it felt like, it was Drum this, Drum that, and he was 'Drum's son.' Even when they got mired in the serious conflicts and he was able to stand tall and lay them to rest, it felt like that was just expectation, because that's what Drum had done. He could be himself, sure, but if no one else saw him that way, how much did that actually matter?

Somewhere along the line, he'd forgotten what was expected of him. The idea that he was supposed to succeed Drum as chief of the Drum clan had just slipped his mind...it had been a pretty ugly reminder to him when the messenger came to inform him that Drum was going to start him on his trials to take his place. Of course, he couldn't tell the messenger that he didn't want to - that was a thing that he would never have taken back to Drum. It wasn't a request, it was a command, and Bunk really had little option other than to go and do his duty. He didn't WANT to leave Orion alone...he was happier with Orion than he knew he would be back in Dragon World, taking on a role he didn't feel was meant for him.

Though, it would at least take care of one complication...

It wasn't something unheard of - buddies getting closer than they should. The buddy bond was one of strong friendship, brotherhood, almost family - that was where its real strength lay, two souls resonating on the same wavelength where one could almost know what the other wanted before it was even said. But sometimes something went different along the way...a feeling that wasn't seeking brotherhood, but a very different type of connection. Bunk didn't know when it had started, all he knew was that one day he realized what he felt for Orion was something beyond just the closeness of a life friend...said realization being heralded by a sudden boner at an inopportune time which he'd barely been able to hide before it was revealed to more than just Orion. That would have been a dreadful faux pas even without the added worry about what had brought it on...

He'd tried to ignore it. Tried to deny it. Tried to cast it out of his head. All without success...whenever he thought of Orion, he felt something inside that was more than friendly, it was lustful and hungry. Whenever he pleasured himself, Orion came to his mind, unbidden. He'd seen plenty of the human's naked body, they'd showered together routinely to help clean each other off before he'd starting getting this way, so it wasn't hard to imagine what he looked like, and what he might look like if Bunk did what he wanted to do with him...it was in his fantasies all the time, and it was getting stronger by the day.

What was he supposed to do about it? He couldn't ask anyone else, they would think he was weird or sick...he'd heard some unpleasant stories about this stuff, stories where this thing ended badly, and it was considered kind of a crude slander among the monsters, at least the ones he was familiar with. He certainly couldn't reveal it to Orion, lest the human thought the same way. He wasn't going to ask Drum, even if he didn't react badly that was the last person he wanted to feel dependent on. All he could do was try to quell the urges...or remove himself from the situation entirely. Which, it turned out, was what was going to happen.

Maybe it's for the best. If I'm not around, he doesn't have to have any reason to think I'm going to jump him and pound him silly or anything like that. I mean...not that he knows, but if he did...well, if he did, maybe he'd want me gone anyway...but I couldn't tell him, it would...it would just make everything more painful. And this is already painful enough...oh, jeez, not now...

Too late, Bunk realized that his thoughts of Orion were enticing that usual reaction. His slit was parting, and his long, thick, red dragon rod was pushing out of him as it swelled up with blood. Bad as he was feeling, thoughts of Orion seemed to fish through that and pull out lust like nothing else. Once it got to this point, trying to ignore it rarely had any good effect...he had to work it off to get rid of it, unless he wanted to end up with a painful case of blue balls.

I might as well...give myself a bit of help getting over this gloom. Things aren't going to change just because I feel like trash, and maybe it'll help me figure out a way to get one happy memory out of this last day...

He sat down on the lounge chair and spread his legs a bit, letting himself come out fully in the privacy of the empty room. It was a prominent piece of flesh, a notable size even for a dragon - Bunk had heard rumors, never personally confirmed, that Drum was amply gifted down there as well. The pointed head gave way to a thick, smooth body, and at the bottom he was graced with a thick bulging knot. He could orgasm without tying without much trouble, but getting that inside would make the climax stronger, more long-lasting, and more productive...not something he typically tried to do with on his own, there was enough risk of mess at it was.

He started to stroke himself, closing his eyes and letting himself indulge in that lust for once. His breaths became harder and faster as he picture Orion, the human's naked, fit body in front of him, so much smaller but with spunk that could be a match for any dragon. That smooth, scale-less skin that felt so nice against his body...the thin arms and legs that had a greater strength then they betrayed, but also could hold close and caress gently...that cute, inviting rear end that called to him every time he saw it...he felt a shudder run down his spine and a squirt of pre escape the tip of his cock already. Nothing did it as well as Orion did.

Fuck...his scent's so delicious, so exciting...would love to hold him close, drink in that scent, feel his coolness against me...would love to taste him, slurp at his little dick and eat that cute butt...and feel him lick and slurp on my cock, drinking me down and moaning eagerly over how I taste to him, just as much as I would for him. And then flip him over, pin him down, make him squirm for me a bit before I rut him hard, fill him with all my heat, make him scream out in pleasure and then knot him and flood his body with every drop of cum I could shoot...

That was another thing that had worried him about this change - the undercurrent of aggression and dominance. Dragons could get that way, sure, but he wasn't sure what Orion would think of it. In his fantasies, though, the human was nice and submissive in the sack, willing to be plowed by his comparatively massive member, squirming and writhing under him in bliss as he took everything Bunk had to give. His stroking sped up as he reveled in that thought, the idea of hilting in his buddy and making his body stretch around him, maybe it would even be visible. To think he'd originally been using that as a deterrent, the thought that he was too big for Orion to handle...and then he'd made the mistake of looking it up to confirm his suspicions, and instead made the discovery that humans could handle monsters just fine, even larger than he was. There were all sorts of thoughts about how that was, but Bunk didn't bother trying to dig into them - all that mattered was that it DID work, and that just fueled the surge in his fantasies to the point where he had to act out to avoid the temptation. And yet it remained VERY tempting, the mental image arousing him fiercely.

Bunk let out a growl as he envisioned it, Orion on the floor under him, moaning and crying out breathlessly, his rear getting smacked by Bunk's fat knot that looked too big to fit inside him, shooting out from his own orgasm, the minute spate of whiteness streaking the floor underneath them. One large hand effortlessly keeping the human in place as Bunk rut him like a proper dragon, steam rising off his heated dick as he plowed through that tight hole like he owned it. That moment of glory where he pinned Orion harder, shoved forward, and buried the whole thing into the human, making him take his knot and multiplying the bulge in his body with his thick, fiery dragon cream, leaving Orion a sweaty, plump, ultra-satisfied mess...

Bunk's eyes shot wide open and he cried out as he came hard, steamy jizz firing into the air. He opened his mouth wide and aimed for it, trying to catch as much of his semen as he could to minimize the mess. A good bit of it ended up on him anyway, his mouth unable to reach the source of the geyser and reduced to simply catching what it could, but on him was the second best option; fortunately, very little of the splatter made it to the chair or the floor or any of the other surfaces it could have. That would have left quite the scent, and there was only one thing he would have wanted to leave that scent on: Orion himself.

Once his climax ended, he let out a sigh and leaned back, panting a bit. Maybe he shouldn't have done that, but it just felt so GOOD, it was hard to convince himself that he shouldn't indulge in such thoughts and fantasies. Maybe it would be the last time, anyway...once he was forced back to Dragon World, he'd find himself probably too busy to fantasize. With another sigh, he grabbed some tissues off the table to start wiping himself off, trying to make himself presentable whenever Orion got back.

Whenever that would be...

---

The hours of silence ticked on and on. Bunk started to become worried...Orion had been gone a long time, and worries about the worst-case scenarios were starting to become hard to ignore. What if he'd gone to do something drastic? Surely he wouldn't over this? Orion could be impulsive but that would be way beyond him...he was such a positive guy most of the time, and Bunk knew it was genuine, not hiding any particular demons under a sunny façade. If he had gone and done something like that...that was the last thing Bunk needed to be thinking about at a time like this. As it got later, he started to wonder if he should go out searching for Orion...maybe the human wouldn't even want him to, but he wasn't going to let Orion's life end like this if he could help it...

Before it got to that point, though, he heard some thumping outside the door. Nervously he stood up, wondering if there was an intruder, but then the door swung open haphazardly, and Orion almost fell inside, barely catching himself on the wall. His gaze was unfocused, his clothes were messy, and his eyes were bloodshot...

Oh...he was drinking. Orion wasn't a frequent drinker, but when he did, he was usually a heavy drinker...so was Bunk, for that matter, but he rarely got more than buzzed just because he was big and there was extra heat in him to burn that stuff off more quickly. Orion had none of these advantages, and it wasn't unusual for him to drink until he passed out, or at least came very close to it. He supposed he wasn't very good at helping him hold back, either...

Orion looked up at him, and a drunken scowl crawled across his face. "You...still here, are you?"

"Y-yeah...for a little bit..."

"Humph." Orion slumped against the wall, looking like he was trying to steady himself. There was a tense silence, Bunk wasn't sure if he should say something, wasn't sure if Orion wanted to hear anything, even if he did Bunk didn't know what he should say...then the human spoke up again. "Never...all this time I knew ya...never knew you were such a fuckin' COWARD."

Bunk seized up at that. "Wh...what?"

"You...you heard me. Didn't have the guts ta face me...tell me what was going on. 'u were just gonna...just gonna scurry away in the middla' the night, like a fuckin' roach. Huuugh...just...fuckin' shameful. After alla...everything..."

Bunk didn't respond. The words...stung. He couldn't really deny them, but that didn't make them hit any less hard.

"Sucha pansy...told me all this goddamn time you wanted...ta be yourself, not anything...not anything that hadta, hadta do with him...but the coward comes skittering alla way back home when Daddy wants him to. Gotta make Daddy proud, can't tell him the truth either...can't say ya don'wanna do whadhe wants...gotta lie to everyone, he an' me an' ye, cuz the truth is too fuckin' scary for the big-ass dragon."

Is this...what Orion really thinks of me? Bunk was shaking slightly, the drunken rant was piercing him to the core. This is...all he's going to remember about me? Just the way I...left? That's it? Nothing else is going to mean anything?

He barely noticed as Orion started staggering towards his room. "What a load of bullshit...thought you had...more to you. Tha' you were a guy I could rely on...I looked up to you. Thought you were a cool guy...bold...courageous...fuckin' stud, hot as a fuckin' volcano..." Bunk did a rapid double-take at that, but Orion didn't notice and didn't stop talking. "Guess I was wasting my time...jus' shoulda gone and found someone who...who wouldn't bail on me when...when things got a little sticky. Jus'...so fuckin' stupid..."

The human finally reached his room and stumbled inside, shutting the door pretty hard behind him. Once again Bunk was left in silence...the dragon choked back some tears before turning to the door and leaving the house entirely. His hopes for a good final memory had been shattered...now he was wondering if anything had been worth it.

---

Orion barely remembered the next week. It was pretty easy to lose track of time when you didn't leave the house.

He'd woken up with a killer hangover, the worst he'd ever had, and an empty house. His blurry recollection of what he'd said...he didn't remember it all, but he remembered enough to know that he'd torn Bunk a new one, laid all his anger bare and really just been nasty towards him...and to think, before that he'd been thinking about how to convince the dragon to stay. He'd broken down into tears right then and there, and would continue to do so several times during that first day.

The next ones weren't much better. His tears had dried - mostly - but the rest of him was stuck in a morass of depression. Convinced he'd driven away any hope he had of Bunk and him reconciling in the future, he found himself lost, wishing Bunk was back constantly, unable to avoid all the memories he had. For all that he'd said in his stupor, Bunk meant so much to him...he couldn't just cast that all away without a thought. Everything they had been through stuck with him, making him wonder what he'd done wrong for everything to go so badly...could he have stopped it if he had done things differently? Could he have kept Bunk by his side?

Everything seemed to blur together, he didn't really know whether it was day or night when he was wandering around the dismally empty rooms, that comforting scent fading far too rapidly. Orion wondered if there was any point in continuing...everything had lost meaning to him. He couldn't enjoy anything he normally did, he found himself wanting Bunk there, wanting someone to enjoy it with. For the first time in his life, he found himself mulling whether he shouldn't just...give up.

In the midst of this eternal depression, with no idea how long he'd been in it, he heard a knock at the door. It was a heavy, hard knock, insistent...he didn't really recognize it, and wasn't inclined to answer it, not really caring who it was. But then it came again...and then a third time, harder and more urgent. Sighing, Orion somehow managed to drag himself over to the door and open it up.

Standing behind the door was Bunk.

For a moment, there was a dead silence as they stared at each other, Orion with a startled and disbelieving expression and Bunk with a humble and apologetic one. The dragon was the first to break the silence. "Uh...hi, Orion. Uh...I'm...I hope I'm not...intruding or anything-"

About two seconds later, Bunk was nearly knocked over as Orion flung himself into the dragon, grabbing him in the tightest embrace he ever had felt from the human, like he was trying to latch on and never let go. After a moment of hesitation, he brought his arms down around Orion, holding him as Orion sobbed against him, the human crying out all the pent-up stress and anguish from the past however long and the sheer relief that it all wasn't lost.

---

Orion felt like a new man after the shower. Nothing had felt so cleansing before...he knew it was just the feeling of relief that Bunk had returned, but it still felt like he'd washed away a lot more than just the grime he'd accumulated over those days without the dragon. No, it was carrying away all the dismal thoughts and feelings too, allowing him to start anew with a lighter heart and mind.

Of course, he still had a few things to do before it was all in the past...one of which was hearing out Bunk. He returned to his room to see Bunk sitting on his bed, fully undressed - something he hadn't been for a good while around Orion. The dragon was clearly a lot more relaxed as well, much different from the way he'd been before his departure. "Never thought I'd miss this tiny room so much...really does feel like home here."

"I'm sorry if I ever made it not..."

"Not your fault."

"I can't have helped. What I said to you..."

Bunk held up a hand. "Was just what I needed to hear. You were right...even if it wasn't said in the most artful way, it was true."

Orion sighed as he sat down on the bed, still in nothing but his towel - not that he worried about that, it wasn't like Bunk hadn't seen him in less. "It was still...even if it was how I felt, I regret how I said it. Ugh...I'm not ever going to binge drink again. It's never gotten me anything but trouble."

"I can't say that that's a bad idea," Bunk said with a slight chuckle. "It has landed you in some trouble before...but still...you said some things I kind of needed to hear. You were right, I was being cowardly...I knew I didn't want to be part of that life that father was asking of me, but I wasn't willing to stand up for myself. I caused a lot of heartache for both of us because I couldn't just...say what needed to be said. So...when I went back, it took a few days, but I worked up the courage to say it. I told him I didn't want to be chief, that I wanted to stay in this world and stick with my buddy. I told him...well, I'm not the only child, just the eldest...my younger sister, she loves that lifestyle, and I think she'd make a great chief...I don't think a female dragon's ever been chief before, but I don't see why she couldn't be. So I said she should be, and I wasn't going to be."

"And Drum was, uh...he was good with that?"

Bunk snorted. "Hell no. He was pissed. He spent a full day badgering and berating me, trying to get me to change my mind. I think it took him a while to figure out that I wasn't budging, and I was already making plans to come back...really, I think he just assumed I was going to follow in his footsteps, it never really occurred to him that I might choose a different path. Once he came to terms with that...well, he at least grudgingly relented. I don't know that he's still, you know, OKAY with it, but he'll live. Especially when sis shows him what she's made of."

"Wow. I'm glad, though...you stuck up for yourself and didn't let yourself be trapped in something you knew you would hate."

Bunk nodded. "Yeah, same here...I needed to have the courage to be forward and direct, and to say how I felt. And, uh...yeah, I'm needing it again, because...well, I have something to tell you, Orion."

Orion stared at Bunk, who was suddenly looking awkward again. "Huh?"

The dragon took a deep breath. "Well...I guess I should just come out and say it. For a while now, I've been having...feelings towards you. Something a little more than, uh, buddy-type feelings. It's, uh...well...fuck, I'm just gonna say it. It's sexual stuff, I want your body so bad it hurts sometimes. The reason I wasn't doing stuff I normally did was because I was so horny for you that I wasn't sure I could control it and I wasn't sure what you'd think. And the reason I finally got the stones to stand up to Father was because I wanted to come back and be with you, not just as buddies but as, you know, _partners. _ And I know that's not normal but fuck normal, staying away from it only stressed me out and made everything else worse. So...that's it, I've said it, and...well, I don't know how you feel about it, but I know how I do."

"Ah...uh..." Bunk looked at Orion with a serious expression, trying to gauge the human's response. It wasn't hostile, at least...Orion seemed stunned at the admission, and his face was flushed crimson. His mouth was opening and closing, not really coming out with any words, just some confused and uncertain sounds. Still, there was something about his response...he wasn't pulling away, and Bunk could see something in his face and his body that seemed...gratified or enticed or something, Bunk couldn't really put his finger on it. Orion was never shy about his dislikes, though, and if he wasn't saying anything...

Maybe he just needs a little push to go along with it.

And that's when Bunk decided he wasn't going to waste this chance, not after all he'd put himself through just to come back to the one he wanted more than anything. He leaned into Orion, making the flushed human lean back suddenly as he got right into his face. "You seem confused...maybe it's better if I show you what I mean."

The dragon's left hand came to Orion's head, pulling the human closer to his face. Before Orion really knew what was happening, Bunk's muzzle pressed against his face, his thick, hot tongue pushing out to lick around Orion's mouth, getting a nice full taste of him before pushing inside, making Orion let out a muffled moan as he felt a sudden surge of heat within his maw. He spread his hands out to stabilize himself as he was kept close to Bunk, shifting a little bit closer to the dragon as he shivered in pleasure. That gave Bunk just the opportunity he was hoping for...his right hand went to Orion's towel, and with a sudden pull he yanked it out from under Orion, leaving the human bare in front of him. And as his big mitt groped around, he found just what he was hoping for: Orion's cock, small in his hand, but unquestionably stiff and getting stiffer.

Maybe there WAS a chance.

Taking real charge now, Bunk slowly pushed Orion onto his back on the bed, still kissing him and still groping his groin. He felt only the faintest of resistance to the assertive move, which itself evaporated rapidly, and soon Orion was fully under him, subject to everything Bunk was doing and not fighting off any of it. Orion was moaning as Bunk rubbed his cock and kneaded his balls, squirming a bit in obvious pleasure. Eventually his hands did start to act, but all they did was reach up to take hold of Bunk, encouraging the dragon to keep going. And that was all that Bunk needed to know - if there was anything Orion didn't want about this, he would have been trying to stop it.

Finally, he pulled his head away from Orion's, looking down into the human's starry eyes. "Seems like someone else wants this as much as I do..."

"Ah...hah..." Orion seemed a little bit blissed out, having trouble forming the words, but that reaction was more than enough.

"Rrrr...have you ever wanted to know what it was like to be rut by a dragon? To feel their power on you and within you in ways you'd never felt before?"

"Ah...unnh...I...y-yeah...I, I do..." That Orion managed to get out, if only just, and now Bunk knew he had full latitude. And he was going to take it for once, and give his buddy the ride of his life.

He pulled away from Orion, lifting the pressure off of the human, making him seem like he was going away from what he had just promised. But only for a moment did Orion feel confusion, before he was unexpectedly lifted and flipped over, so that his head was facing downwards and his chest was pressed into Bunk's, the dragon taking a seat on the bed. The whirl had his head spinning for a moment, but it righted itself in a hurry when he felt something hot and wet glance off his cheek. His eyes blinked, and then he caught sight of it...his breath caught in his throat as he got a nice, up-close and personal look at Bunk's cock. It was so huge, fitting on a creature of considerable size like Bunk but a mammoth to a human like him...and yet, he felt a fierce, intense desire for it, like nothing he'd ever felt before.

Which was good, because he was about to get plenty of it. Bunk didn't let Orion take it at his pace, once he found the human's open mouth he pushed in, making sure the tip got wedged in nice and tight. Now he was in business, and in total control...his hand shifted to Orion's thighs, holding him up by those legs and spreading them wide as he eyed his prize. A human's stick and stones were hardly more than a pleasant mouthful for a dragon like him, and he attacked them like he'd been starving, his tongue and maw slurping over them and bathing them in wet heat, relishing the fresh and mild taste with a hint of salt from the precum Orion started to rather quickly emit. He could hear Orion moaning around his shaft from the pleasure assault he was giving, and felt him squirming around a bit as his gonads were ruthlessly stimulated. And that was about the best sound and motion Bunk could have imagined.

But as much as he wanted to give pleasure, he was also invested in getting as much as he could - he'd denied himself for so long, there was no way he wasn't going to indulge himself to the fullest. So as he was working the human's groin over with every part of his mouth, he was also bringing Orion further down on his own cock, sinking that dragon staff beyond Orion's mouth and into his throat. Orion was fighting to take it, feeling that thickness and heat pierce deeper, forcing him into an action he'd scarcely imagined doing, much less experienced. His jaw was stretched so wide, it felt like it might pop off of him at any time, and that thick tool felt like it was taking up all the space he could possibly make in his throat, yet somehow it proved utterly painless and he still felt himself able to draw in air around it...he didn't know how, but he wasn't about to argue, it turned this from a potentially excruciating experience into one where he could simply revel in the pleasure. And the taste...Bunk's taste was so inexplicably satisfying, hot and smoky and spicy and musky all at the same time, a cavalcade of tastes that mingled together into something raw, hot, dragony, and delicious. He could feel gushes of wet heat pumping into his throat, Bunk's precum filling him nicely, a bit of it dribbling out to give him a taste of it...not dissimilar from his cock, except less smoky and more spicy, and even hotter than his flesh. The dragons of Dragon World were known for their fire affinity, but he hadn't been ready for THIS kind of fire...but it felt so good, how could he mind?

Orion placed his hands on Bunk's thighs as he got further down on that thick cock, keeping himself steady as he huffed and swallowed around that thick staff, moans still coming out despite how plugged up he looked. And they started to come louder as Bunk upped his game, spreading out from just Orion's gonads to also ravage the human's asshole. His long tongue slurped over that twitching pucker over and over again, relishing the flavor - Orion cleaned himself well back there, for sure. As Bunk brought the human lower down, he had more access and could force his tongue inside that enticing star, sending it surging into Orion's rear and enjoying the delightful clenching around his slick oral organ. He didn't entirely ignore Orion's cock and balls, instead giving them sparing attention as he switched between the two, lavishing attention on each area for a little bit before then turning to the other and letting the lingering heat sustain the pleasure.

Orion was feeling a little dizzy from all the blood rushing to his head, or at least what blood wasn't trapped in his needy cock that was barely holding back from its climax. More and more of Bunk's pole was fed into him, he could feel it so deep in his throat now, wondering how much more there could be as he couldn't properly see it from his angle...but then he felt his lips bumping up against something even bigger. Bunk was stopped there, but it still felt like more of his cock...Orion was pretty sure he couldn't get it in, though, it was just too wide. He already felt like he was at the limit, slurping and swallowing on what he could, tightly tensing down and trying his best to get Bunk more pleasured, to try to match what he was feeling. It was so intense, the powerful heat and massive stretch really making Orion work to keep his wits about him in the wake of the fierce pleasure he was getting from that blazing-hot tongue delving into his rear and steam-cleaning his privates. He was feeling that telltale pressure in his groin, a sure sign that he was soon to go off...he hadn't done anything with himself in days, so he was especially sensitive and ready to go off at any moment...

And then that tongue prodded a particular spot within his ass that sent him careening over the edge. His cry was fairly loud even around that enormous plug in his throat, and his cum started to jet out fiercely, the first couple shots splattering onto Bunk's neck and chest before the dragon hurriedly went to clamp down on Orion's spurting shaft to suck up and swallow all the rest of it. The dragon murred as he enjoyed the salty taste of his buddy, licking and slurping to catch everything and not miss any bit of that pleasure. He also got the benefit of Orion's body shifting and squirming to add to the pleasure around his own cock, making him start to throb a bit and spurt more blazing precum into the human's throat. It was getting him close, but not quite there...trying to work himself over the line, Bunk rose up and started to move back and forth, humping only slightly to keep from overdoing it but enough to make sure he felt the extra stimulation he needed.

Orion was not ready for this, and scrambled to cling to Bunk as the dragon shifted and started thrusting into him. It wasn't fast, and he only moved a couple inches with each shift, but it FELT like a whole lot more, with the rubbing over such a large amount of surface area of his esophagus. He felt the heat getting more intense as well, and a thick surge as the cock began to throb with imminent release. He closed his eyes, trying to brace for impact...

A growling moan of release was the only proper warning Orion had before Bunk let loose inside him, sending a gush of blazing-hot virility into his stomach directly. Orion didn't even have to swallow, the fluid surged into him without any other recourse, rapidly filling him up, the fire flooding his gut and making him feel hotter than he already was. It left him without mech to do, and he figured he could handle that...and then Bunk started pulling back, drawing his cock out while it was still shooting hard and fast, and Orion had to scramble back into attention and begin actively swallowing as Bunk's jizz started to get into his mouth. Thick, hot, wildly spicy, he could feel the burn on every part of his mouth, making his eyes water as he hurried to swallow and keep from getting overwhelmed. It was a losing battle, plenty of cum seeped out of his mouth and splattered onto the floor, making a rather considerable mess over the time that Bunk was shooting. Orion could only hold so much, and by the time the dragon's release finally faded, he already felt like he was at the limit.

When Bunk finally turned Orion back over, it was way more disorienting than the first time, with how much the human's head was already spinning and the slosh in his gut from all the seed that had been pumped into him. His face was well coated with Bunk's fluids...not for long, though, as Bunk spun him around to face the dragon once again and his hot tongue started licking over him, lapping up all the extraneous fluid and giving him another deep tongue kiss for good measure. After pulling back from that, he looked at Orion with intense eyes. "How're you doing?"

Orion had to swallow a few times to get his mouth working properly again...despite what he'd just gone through, things rather quickly un-stretched for him, and he felt bizarrely close to normal, apart from the constant fierce burn still occupying his mouth and throat. "Ah...g-good...really...full, and hot...but good..."

Bunk rubbed his back gently, sitting back down on the bed. "You up for more?"

Despite feeling pretty taxed already, there was no way Orion was going to reject that. "Yeah...give it...give it to me, big guy..."

Grinning, Bunk shifted, lifting Orion a little bit and positioning his rear at the tip of his cum-smeared cock. Round one had barely taxed him at all, Orion's scent constantly in his nose to help spur his arousal, and he couldn't wait to finally break his buddy in properly...but he made sure to keep himself in check, it wouldn't be a good idea to overdo it right off the bat. So when he pushed it, it was forceful, but not even close to full power, making sure he could get in without trying to force everything in all at once. Orion's body fought it a bit, but the tip of his cock eventually breached the human's pucker, and from there it wasn't hard to get more in.

Orion let out a little breathless cry as he felt his ass get spread on that furiously hot dragon cock. It was a sensation unlike any he could imagine, making him curl his fingers against Bunk's chest as he gripped the dragon's muscular body to try to endure the strain. Once more, thankfully, it was blessedly painless, but that stretch was impossible to ignore and he had to fight to manage it. Mercifully, Bunk stopped after getting partway in, letting Orion get a chance to adjust to him at least a little bit...the sheer size of the dragon meant getting totally accustomed would be impossible, but at least getting to the point where he knew what he was dealing with would help.

Bunk didn't wait forever, though, starting to lift Orion and bring him back down, working his cock into the human's tight rear and growling in bliss as he felt the tightness, especially when Orion clenched reflexively on him. It was finally happening, he was mating the one he'd been lusting after for so long, with his blessing...so much of him wanted to go all out, to unleashing that fiery passion that he had, but the smart side of him held it in, trying to force himself to hold back until Orion was more ready for him. But Bunk wasn't going TOO easy...he was bringing Orion down further on his cock every time he went in, spreading him deeper and getting his heat more embedded in him. His heart was hammering in his chest, the pleasure and excitement almost too much to handle even for a big, strong dragon like himself.

And if Bunk thought it was rough for him, it was orders of magnitude more so for Orion. He felt each deeper push starkly, his body forced around that staff in a way that he was sure wouldn't have worked out so well if it wasn't for the fact that Bunk was a dragon. Searing precum was spurting deep within him, amplifying the sensations of heat and making him slicker for that monstrous staff. But...that sensitive spot that Bunk had touched with his tongue was getting ravaged now, shooting ecstasy through him, and as the rest of him got familiar with the stretch, a potent pleasure was radiating through his entire lower half, making him moan and pant blissfully. His own cock was quite hard once again, leaking its own preseed onto Bunk, and he was even trying to push himself down a bit whenever Bunk brought him further down onto that dragon dick.

Bunk suddenly pulled down harder, and Orion let out a louder cry as he felt more of that titan stretch his innards and his rear hit that hot, thick bulge near the bottom of the dragon's tool. The pressure was intense inside him, but he was still feeling keyed up and there was a nice buzz going through his body, adding to the desirable sensations keeping him aroused and needy. Bunk held him there for a bit, letting things settle down...but Orion was sure that there was more to come, and he wanted and needed everything that Bunk could throw at him. "Bunk...please...I'm ready, keep going..."

Bunk nodded, growled out a quiet "Okay," and started in. Orion was lifted, higher and faster, and pulled down quite a bit harder, getting another high cry out of him as the stretch was driven in more forcefully and his body responded more sharply to send bolts of tension and pleasure through him. He clung to those ruddy, muscular arms, head arching back as he rode out the wild rush that was now driving through him...it wasn't even that fast, but it sure felt like it was threatening to break him at any moment. His heart was racing, he was getting breathless as air was pushed out of him by the girth of Bunk's cock, and the telltale tingle of imminent release was once again making itself known in his loins, even through he was trying to hold it back, not wanting to lose it so long before Bunk did...

He didn't come close to succeeding, crying out Bunk's name as he hit his second climax of the night, splattering the dragon's abs with his pearly essence. Bunk kept thrusting into him, slowly, making his seed jet out more forcefully with potent pushes against Orion's prostate, moaning in bliss as the tightness added to his own pleasure. He helped make it a nice, long climax for Orion, pushing it to continue as much as he could until the human slumped in his hands, panting hard, last dribbles of semen escaping him. Bunk brushed the hair back from Orion's sweaty face, grinning at the sight of that flushed face panting hard, and the expression of zonked-out bliss. "Good?"

"Y-yeah..."

"Nice. But I haven't cum yet...and I want to really make it count."

What that meant, Orion didn't know, but he merely nodded. "Whatever...whatever you want to do, go ahead..."

Suddenly Orion found himself turned on that thick cock, crying out again as he felt that wild twisting inside him, and before he knew it he was face down on the bed. He gripped the covers as he felt Bunk's hand on his back, holding him firmly down...the idea of what that meant was thrilling and terrifying all at once. Before he could even question it, though, suddenly Bunk pulled back and shoved in HARD, smacking that thick bulb against his rear with quite a bit of force, making him cry out into the covers. And he barely had time to process that before it was repeated, another forceful drive ravaging his body with raw heat and power. Only now was Orion realizing how much Bunk had really been holding back!

The dragon was in heaven as he went all out on Orion now. The human had taken what he had to offer so far, but the last step would need a much less delicate touch. Bunk held him tight on the bed, making sure all his force went into Orion's body and pounding him fiercely with his prodigious endowment, knot crashing into the human's rear with wet smacks and sending steaming precum spattering everywhere. Deep growls and almost-snarls escaped him as he rut Orion ruthlessly, preparing to claim him totally and completely. He could hear those breathless cries muffled by the covers, spurring him on as he wished to reached the greatest pinnacle of pleasure with the one he had wanted for so long...

His body was warning him of his imminent climax, he couldn't wait any longer. Grabbing Orion's leg, he pinned and pulled and slammed, furiously straining until, with a loud slick pop, the knot of his cock buried itself in the human's rear. Bunk's cry was louder than ever as he finally let loose, and if Orion had thought his first load was a gusher this one dwarfed that. The human's eyes bugged out, his voice arrested as the sheer force of the knotting and the sudden geyser of molten dragon seed overloaded his body and his senses. He was dimly aware of having cum again, though only releasing a dribble of seed from his aching dick and a shiver of pleasure through his body as he was overwhelmed by the total conquering of his body. He couldn't possibly have felt more stuffed full than he did at that moment, all that seed building up inside him and making him feel like he should have been swelling out like a balloon, though it wasn't happening visibly. His ass was so tightly wrapped around Bunk's cock, that knot was taking up more space than he had...and yet, even as overpowering as it was, Orion couldn't deny feeling a deep sense of satisfaction from having been able to take it and give Bunk the pleasure he had been seeking.

Soon, Bunk lifted Orion up off the bed and held him against his body, the human still trapped on his spurting dick. The haze of pleasure was still in him, he was still on orgasmic bliss and would be for a while...but to make sure Orion was more comfortable, he lay on his side on the bed, curled around the panting human, caressing him as he filled him with his liquid heat, reveling in the long-awaited culmination of his deepest desires. It would be a while before he stopped shooting, and even longer before his cock softened and that bulge receded...both of them would be well off into sleep by then.

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Waking up with Orion in his arms was something Bunk hadn't done in a long time. It felt really good to be sleeping in the same bed as his buddy again...especially now that he no longer had to fear the human's response if he woke up with a boner. Good thing, too, because he did - he wasn't tied to Orion anymore, but his libido had woken back up before him, and he was grinding hard against Orion's rear. The last time this had happened, he'd had to scramble to avoid letting Orion know...now, it didn't matter, in fact it was almost better that Orion knew.

Orion woke up shortly after, and gave a pleasant and sultry moan as he rubbed rather deliberately against the dragon's stiffness. "Mm...someone's got a fire lit already this morning."

Bunk let out a playful growl as he rubbed over Orion's body. "You know me, I'm full of fire. I could easily light one under you if you needed to get going."

"Ah...I'd prefer it to be lit inside me if that's all right."

"Mrrr, more than all right. I need to make up for lost time. All that pent-up desire never had anywhere to go. Really kicking myself that I didn't tell you earlier...I just felt like I couldn't come out with it without knowing what you might think about it, as long as you didn't know things were safe..."

Orion was quiet for a moment, then let out a quiet laugh. "Well...you might have been wrong about more than one thing..."

"Huh? What are you...wait...you're not..." Bunk's eyes widened. "You...don't tell me...you already knew?!"

"Mmmmmayyyyybe." Orion laughed again, reaching back to rub Bunk's hair. "It wasn't exactly the best-kept secret, buddy."

Bunk hurriedly sat up, turning Orion towards him in almost a frenzy. "Whaa?! You...how did...how did you know? I...I never said anything, I tried to...to hide it all!"

"Come on, dude. You think I didn't notice you staring at me in the shower before you started hiding away? Or when you blushed when I wasn't wearing much around the house? And I woke up to you rubbing your dick against my back in your sleep at least half a dozen times before you stopped sharing the bed with me. It was kinda obvious you were totally lusting after someone, and I was pretty sure it was me. Really, I was pretty flattered, it was kinda disappointing when you stopped getting close enough for me to enjoy it."

"But...but..." the dragon sputtered in shock. "Wh-why didn't you SAY anything?"

"Well...I mean, YOU didn't say anything, and I figured if you didn't want to ask, there was a reason you weren't, so...maybe you shoulda said something earlier, huh, buddy?"

Bunk glowered at Orion. All that time he spent torturing himself over a secret that he so wanted to reveal and had only refused to do so because he didn't want to mess up his relationship...and it didn't even matter because the little asshole knew the whole time? But...he couldn't stay truly angry for long, not when it was sort of his fault too, and the glower turned into a more playful, yet still vaguely threatening grin. "Oh...you'd better believe I'm gonna make up for every MINUTE of that lost time...and there's gonna be a whole lot of 'punishment' in it for you..."

"Heh..." Orion poked the dragon's snout playfully. "Make sure you punish me nice and thoroughly, I wanna be taught a good lesson."