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TARISSA WORLD FAIR - AN EXHIBITION OF A GOLDEN AGE OF INTERNATIONAL PEACE

"Ey Shen, you coming with or what?"

The golden-scaled, blue-eyed lithe lizard named Nev snapped back to earth, glancing towards his friend with a broad - though slightly annoyed - smile, "Hey, I was reading the sign!" he shouted, pointing towards the huge signboard that hung over the entrance to the Fair.

Shen's friend looked a little annoyed himself, "What, that old thing? We've been here so many times! You've seen it plenty, c'mon now." The energetic wolf had chosen to wear a light sleeveless button-up shirt that he had conveniently forgotten to button up, showing off exactly as much of his body as he wanted to.

Shen rolled his eyes, "I would have time to, if I wasn't being dragged off by my friend every time." he laughed, and yet as always, he let his lively companion pull him through and into the colorful world of the Fair.

Roller coasters, carnival rides, exotic food stands of all kinds lit up the grounds around them of course, but the Fair was more than that. As he was dragged along, Shay glanced longingly at the Grand Museum of Culture - an old gallery of historical artifacts donated by each of the thirty-two nations around the world. It was a veritable haven of world history, but he had not yet had a chance to visit.

"One day" he whispered, largely to himself. There was no time to waste however, and he ran after his friend through the throngs of colorful crowds, decked in fashion of all kinds of colors and shapes. Their destination was the Rainbow Bar, aptly named for all the folk who would rather not conform to the rules of the old world. All were welcome: gay, bi, trans, lesbian, straight, or whatever preference you had, you were welcome as long as you had no hate in your heart - though its growing popularity draws in more tourists than locals these days.

The Bar was crowded that night, filled with men, women and more, drenched in color and sipping cocktails of all kinds. There was a large crowd surrounding the TV in one corner of the bar, where a news broadcast of some sort was playing out. Shen paused and glanced at their direction but could only catch a few tenuous words. Words like tension, armament, and something about a General Ke-.

"Ah, there you are!" Shen snapped to attention, finding his wolf friend with a couple of drinks in his hand. He gestured towards a simple table off to the side, right by the Bar's frosted glass windows, blurred lights glittering beyond.

"So... see anyone that's caught your eye?" his canine comrade smirked at him as they sat, sipping from his bright orange drink.

Shen laughed and shook his head, "It's barely been five minutes... let me enjoy my drink first!"

"And let the competition take away the best eye candy? Nuh huh... watch."

Watch, Shen did, as the ambitious wolf slid off his chair, expertly weaving between the distracted people and sliding right up to a thick, masculine croc. The older croc for his own part looked rather surprised as the young Wolf talked him up, but that surprise quickly turned into a promising grin. It didn't take long for words to slowly turn into actions, and Shen could only raise his eyebrows as he watched his friend slip a paw over the croc's leather-bound bulge. The muscular reptile took a sharp breath, but quickly followed it up with his own move. Shen felt his own crotch warm up as he noticed the croc slip a large hand right into his friend's pants, gently fondling his rump beneath.

Shen looked away, sipping his cocktail and discreetly pressing his legs together. He was no shy virgin, but the golden reptile liked to be more reserved than his ever-so-active friend. He had his needs though, and couldn't help himself but glance at his friend every now and then, who was clearly squirming in pleasure as the dad-croc toyed with him right there in the middle of the Bar. At this point, they were far too distracted with each other to even notice Shen, who was happy for his friend, but felt progressively worse as he realized he would likely be alone for this evening after all.

It didn't take long for the flirtatious duo to take things back to their place. Shen watched, growing more melancholic as he watched his friend getting lucky without him - though his mood was improved somewhat when the wolf waved back at him and mouthed "Good luck!" before getting whisked off for a night of riotous lovemaking.

Shen sighed, but smiled. He doubted he would get anything, or anyone for that matter. Without his magnetic company, he tended to be far too shy to approach any potential partners. The lizard pulled his jacket closer, wondering if he should just abandon the drink and visit that Museum after all.

That was when he spotted him. Shen stopped in his proverbial tracks as he noticed someone who had somehow slipped his sights for the night thus far. There, on the adjacent side of the Bar, was a black-scaled dragon. He was laughing freely, his broad shoulders flexing as his muscular arms lied draped around two other clearly drunk and very fit males. They were all wearing uniforms, but the dragon's was unbuttoned down to his chest, revealing a dark set of pecs beneath, and just a hint of abs that disappeared beneath.

Shen couldn't stop himself from staring. The black dragon might have been drunk, but everything about him captivated the young lizard. His bulging military uniform that revealed thick muscles beneath, his charismatic smile and hint of a smirk that made his heart flutter, and those golden eyes... those eyes that were now directly looking at him, accompanied by a growing smirk.

Shen knew that he had been caught staring, but the lizard was well past the point of not wanting to be. If lizards could blush, his gold scales would be tinted red right now. Somehow though, Shen felt that the dragon knew exactly what was going through his mind.

A moment passed, and that handsome dragon winked. Shen took a deep breath and offered a small smile, and an eager nod.

***

SLAM

Shen didn't care a about the neighbors being woken up. He didn't care that his apartment was in no state to entertain a guest. He had a muscular dragon warrior pressing him up against his own door and practically ripping his clothes off... and all he could think of at that moment was to please this dragon and serve him as best as he could. The breathless lizard found himself being kissed deeply by his lover. This was no chaste kiss though - it was one of pure dominance. The mysterious dragon wrestled with his tongue, and then pushed into his maw, claiming it for himself. Shen moaned into the kiss, squeezing his hands around that muscular back, making sure to run his fingers over every scale he could lay his hands on. He wanted to feel every inch of this dominant male as if it was his last time on earth with him.

The black dragon growled, pulling away from the kiss. Shen blinked, huffing breathlessly as he looked up at his conqueror, their intense pace broken for a moment. He realized that at some point, the dragon had managed to slip out of his shirt, revealing a muscular set of pecs and abs that delighted the lizard. As he squeezed his legs together in arousal, Shen realized that the dragon had also managed to rid him of his clothes, which currently lied in tatters beneath him. The lizard gasped as he realized that he was now fully nude, in the complete mercy of this powerful, masculine dragon who was currently looking at him like a piece of meat that he was about to devour.

"Mmmh... you really are a pretty thing." His tall lover said, his deep voice sending shivers down Shen's spine, but his words sending a warmth to his cheeks.

"And you're.... incredible." He replied softly, unable to even think of a good enough word to describe the attraction he was feeling towards him, one that was only compounded when he grinned. Shen felt a clawed finger slowly, but firmly, trace over his body. From the side of his face, over his chest, gently pinching a nipple and causing Shen to gasp, before rolling over the lizard's lithe abs, and finally ending at the warm, and dripping-wet slit between Shen's legs.

"I can feel it... how incredible you think I am." The dragon replied with a knowing smirk. He made the lizard squirm, teasing him by tracing his finger right over his wet slit, gently teasing the very tip of the cock hidden beneath. Shen moaned. He couldn't help himself anymore. He wanted this.

"P-please..."

The dragon raised an eyebrow, "Oh?" he asked in that deep, rich voice, "Please what?" his ever-teasing grin grew as he ran his finger over the aroused lizard's sensitive-slit once more.

Shen shuddered, "I need you- by the gods, I want you!" he practically pleaded to the absolute hunk of a warrior before him, "Please sir... I- I want you inside me so bad."

The dragon stayed silent, but his heated breaths and focused gaze said enough. The shirtless soldier brought his finger - now dripping with Shen's own pre-cum - right up to the lizard's lips. Without question, Shen opened his maw and accepted it, suckling on that thick finger. He closed his eyes, rolling his tongue over the tip of his finger, teasing him in his own way. When Shen finally opened his eyes, he felt a shiver run over his back. The dragon was gazing at him with lustful intensity, his golden irises focused sharply on him, like a predator about to claim his prey.

The next moment, Shen found himself being suddenly lifted into the air and pressed up against the door, his legs no longer touching the floor. The dragon kept him pinned against the door with one arm, while the other went below to unbuckle his pants and drop them to the floor. Shen's eyes widened as he watched the bulge that emerged. It was thick.

He had no time to contemplate his predicament anymore though, as only a moment later, his lover began to assault his body with feverish and intense kisses and love bites. Shen could only squirm and gasp as he felt the dragon's lips smooch him in so many different places, his sharp teeth gently pinching his softer scales and the gentle pain sending waves of pleasure through his body. When those lips met his wet slit, Shen moaned helplessly. He was completely at the mercy of his dragon as his slit was assaulted by his snaking tongue, which teased and tugged on his sensitive cock within. The lizard stopped caring about neighbors or anyone else anymore. He wrapped his legs around the dragon's head, craning his neck as he moaned to the heavens with sounds that would make even the gods blush.

The dragon growled as he slurped and licked away, practically cleaning out the lizard's slit of the precum, and relentlessly teasing his smaller lover, pausing every time it felt like he was about to go over the edge. By the end of it, Shen was a squirming, needy little lizard and practically putty in the dragon's arms. In other words, exactly how he wanted him.

In mere moments, Shen found himself practically thrown onto the bed. He blinked his eyes open, turning down to look at his lover. The sight of the naked black dragon, with his thick spire of a cock throbbing from his slit, was enough to drive him mad with lust. He spread his legs, running his hands over himself as he invited his lover to do with him as he pleased.

The dragon crawled onto the bed, still intently gazing into Shen's eyes. Shen almost felt hypnotized by them, unable to look away as he came closer. First, he kissed his slit, then his abs, then the valley between his pecs, and finally, his lips. Each kiss came with a soft breath of pleasure from the golden-scaled reptile. Nothing could compare to what was coming next though.

Shen felt that thick, throbbing member press against his slit, and for a moment he briefly wondered if he should have been more cautious. He had never taken anything so big before after all. At this point though, there was nothing much he could do. He had given away all his control, and he was about to be conquered, whether he liked it or not.

With a grunt, the dragon pushed into the tight confines of the lizard's slit, and they both moaned. Shen felt waves of pleasure thunder through his body, and knew his lover was enjoying it just as much as he was. For a moment, they simply stayed that way, finally feeling each other in the most intimate of ways.

Then, the warrior began to fuck, and fuck him thoroughly. At first Shen found himself moaning and sighing, reveling in the feeling of this powerful male's thick cock penetrating deeper into him than he had ever been penetrated before, his cock dwarfed by the size of his lover's spire. In no time though, the dominant male began to pick up his pace, thrusting faster and faster as he slowly began to lose control to the ever-growing primal need that demanded him to claim this lizard, and breed him thoroughly.

Shen could barely make any sounds anymore as he found himself being rocked by the force of the dragon's thrusts. His mind had lost all thought except for that tower of flesh that was jackhammering him into the bed, and the sheer dominance of the dragon that was doing it to him. He couldn't hold himself back anymore. The sweat that glistened on the muscular dragon's scales, the intense, almost violent expression on his otherwise charismatic face, and the feeling of being reduced to nothing but a fleshlight for this male... it was all too much.

Shen cried out, his body quaking as he came. Thick jets of cum filled up his already-filled slit and quickly burst out from around the dragon's piledriving cock. The lizard moaned and cried noises of pure pleasure - something which was not lost on the dragon. The helpless orgasm sent the warrior's blood to the boiling point, and a few moments later, with one deep, powerful thrust, he roared. His seed, thick and creamy, shot deep inside his prey's slit, overwhelming that cock and drowning it in virile cum.

Shen, for his part, was practically in cloud nine. He panted, feeling that warmth spread inside him, and also overflow out of his slit. A small part of his mind despaired at the ruined sheets, but he couldn't care at the moment. He gasped as his black dragon gave a few more, rushed thrusts, before finally pulled out falling on his back to his side.

The sweaty, tired, but thoroughly pleased duo panted and relaxed in the afterglow. Shen smiled slightly, before tiredly pressing himself up to the sweaty dragon, his slit still dripping with cum.

He heard a flick, and a gentle, relaxed breath. Shen looked up to see the dragon taking a puff off of a cigarette, his sweaty muscular chest gently rising and falling as he breathed. The lizard smiled, tracing a finger over his chest, drawing his gaze towards him. That familiar smirk was on his maw again.

"You know what..." he began in his deep, rolling voice, "I definitely did need that. Jorath was right." He chuckled. Shen felt one of the dragon's arms snake behind his back, holding him close. His heart fluttered at the gesture.

"Well... I'm glad to have given you a helping hand." The lizard responded, continuing to trace his finger over his lover's muscles. He certainly couldn't get enough of this muscular soldier's body, and a part of him hoped he would stay through to the morning. "You... you really did a number on me. I guess your friend was right."

The dragon looked down at him, letting his golden eyes roam over the lizard's wrecked body, grinning slyly, "Mmm..." he rumbled, "Wish I could take you along." He whispered, "I'd love to stretch that tight little slit of yours every night. Hear you scream my name every night."

Shen felt the heat rise to his cheeks again. He squeezed himself against the dragon. "Why not? I... well I wouldn't mind coming along." The lizard said. A part of his mind protested, but the other part was taken by the dragon's charm and charisma. I hardly have a life here anyway, he argued,not like my dilapidated apartment is much of a dream home. Don't even have a job. Shen cursed himself internally. He didn't want to think about that right now.

His dragon looked at him for a long moment, "It's no place for a young, sweet thing like you." He replied in a tone that echoed regret.

Shen sighed. Of course, he realized, he's a soldier. It's what he does. The lizard slackened his grip slightly, feeling that familiar dread creep into his mind. The dread of being stuck in a dead end in life.

The lizard blinked suddenly, a thought coming to his mind. "Wait... you're going to... fight? Actually fight?" he asked, frowning slightly. Something didn't seem right.

His lover chuckled, gently squeezing him, "Of course. You... you must know right? It's been all over the news!" he stated, almost sounding offended.

"I... I've not been watching much. I heard something about the re-arming..."

"Exactly" the dragon replied, his tone firm, but his expression encouraging the lizard to think further.

Shen paused, frowning slightly, "But... but they're saying it's all just for show. Prestige. Flexing our muscles to other nations." He replied, "No real fighting. Nothing you can't take me to.... Right?" he looked up at his lover's eyes, hoping to see an affirmative reaction. Anything to be taken away from this dead-end apartment.

The reaction he got however, was nothing positive. If anything, the dragon looked almost... sad. He sighed, "It's not a show... it never was. I understand why you'd want to stay away from the news, but... it's clear at this point that a big one is coming. Again."

Shen didn't respond immediately. The dragon's tone disturbed him. Gone was the charisma and the charm. There was genuine concern in those words.

"But... they said no one would be mad enough to attack each other." He replied, recalling his own studies from school, and the stories from TV before he stopped watching it, "What was that line they used to say... every nation safe in mutually assured... something?"

He heard a snort from the dragon, "Every nation safe is mutually assured destruction. We're all too strong and would destroy each other, so it would be too stupid to attack one another." He shook his head, "Well stupidity has never stopped us before. It's a wonder it took this long to get us going again."

Shen's eyes widened. He shook his head slowly, looking away for a moment. His eyes landed on the run-down state of his apartment, glittering lights rudely flickering outside his window. The reptile spoke slowly, "If it's happening again... will you..." he whispered, "When will you be able to come back?"

His dragon looked at him again, this time with surprise, "You're really that concerned?" he whispered in a low tone.

"Yes..." he whispered back, "I know we've only met... but I meant it when I said that you're incredible. Attractive as hell, but also with a good heart." Some part of Shen knew that he didn't know the dragon -that- well, but he knew he didn't want to lose him.

The dragon smiled again, taking another long puff of his cigarette before replying, "Well... perhaps then... I'll see what I can do." He stated.

Shen looked at him. "Stay with me..." he pleaded, "Please..."

The dragon smiled kindly at him, "I'll stay with you for tonight, at the least." He rumbled, giving a little kiss on the lizard's forehead.

Shen breathed a little calmer. The dragon dusted his cigarette on a small tray by the bedside, before sliding lower on the bed and holding Shen close. He sighed, nuzzling into the dragon's firm side. Immersing himself in the dragon's scent, and his presence, Shen almost forgot about the dread that lived in his mind. The warmth and comfort meant that sleep was quickly drawing to him.

"What... what is your name?" he asked tiredly, already starting to feel half asleep, but wanting to keep awake. To hear more of his voice.

The dragon rumbled, "Kestrath" he responded softly.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, Shen felt like he could recognize that name, but he was far too taken by sleep to think at this point. With a final whisper, he replied, "Kestrath... stay with me."

Then sleep took him away.

***

Shen's dreams were strange. Colors flashed everywhere, glaring at him angrily, hiding away something monstrous behind them. A warmth protected him from them, but it slowly, and surely slipped away. The lights faded, and a storm brewed in the clouds above. The darkness peeled like old paint on an abandoned car, and blood oozed from within. He felt fear claw at him, but it wasn't just him within the nightmare. He saw his friend, his crocodile lover with him, and many more friends, and their families. The blood was oozing up their legs, and they couldn't get away. They couldn't stop it, nor could they save each other from it. Shen watched as those he loved kicked and trudged their way out, but it did not stop their inevitable fate.

Then the blood turned to fire.

***

Shen's eyes shot open, his heart thundering. It was dark. And his bed was empty.

No

He sat up in bed. Dread quickly overwhelming his chest. The dream felt vivid and harrowing, but worse than that... he finally recognized that name.

"General Kestrath"

One of the most important men in the army. He was even on the news. Somehow, he had found him drinking with his men and then slept with him.

Shen clutched his sheets. The damn dragon had fucked him and then left. Left to make a decision that could plunge the country into war.

He shivered, looking out of the window. The clouds were thick, and the streets were dark, but there was a small blue tinge of dawn on the horizon. For a moment, Shen wondered if he should do something. Perhaps the war would be called off... perhaps he would come back to him.

But he didn't even stay till the morning.

The dread of the nightmare returned to his mind, and he remembered the horrified face of his friend.

Shen jumped out of bed and grabbed his keys. He had to do something.

***

The streets of Tarissa were cold and empty that morning. Everyone was still asleep, and the lights had shut off for the coming dawn. Shen used the opportunity to push down on the pedal and speed up his car. Time was of the essence now.

He drove through the now-empty Fair. The lights were turned off, and its many winding streets were empty of its usual glamorous visitors. Shen blinked, slowing his car slightly. He had never seen the fair in this light before. It had always been during night, when the lights were bright and colorful. In the dim light of dawn, he noticed the age of the rides and exhibits. Metal bars and rivets rusting into dull shades of brown, concrete covered in grime that hadn't been cleaned in years. How long had this been the state of the Fair? It had been around for decades...

Shen shook his head, speeding up again. He needed to get to the General, and quickly.

Through the Fair, down two blocks, and several turns later, Shen found himself driving down a long road through several buildings until he finally spotted a military checkpoint. In the distance behind it was a tall, featureless building. The Barracks.

Shen came drove towards the checkpoint, his heard hammering. He was directed off to a side marked "Civilians". The road looked like it had rarely been used. He stopped his car next to the box, looking up at a uniformed tiger within.

"State the purpose of your visit, please?"

Shen gulped. There was no way this was going to work. "I... need to visit General Kestrath."

The tiger paused, and then looked at him incredulously. "Sir... I don't think that is possible. The General... we don't just accept random citizens to visit. Especially not at this time."

Shen blinked. Of course that didn't work.

The lizard took a deep breath. He'd have to try something.

He stepped out of his car, keeping his hands in clear view to show that he's unarmed. "Listen..." he spoke firmly to the uniformed guard, "Kestrath is... my friend."

No he isn't, spoke that ever-present voice in his head, but it was too late now.

"You know what's about to happen. Please... I need to talk to him." Shen noticed the tiger's unconvinced expression. His confidence began to drop like a stone. "He's... I care about him, and I- I don't want this to happen. Look, maybe if I just talk to him, I can get him to hear me out and... and maybe stop what's coming."

The tiger looked at him with a stony, silent gaze for a few moments before bursting out into laughter. "Seriously?! Oh by the gods, my buddies won't believe me. Sure yes, I'll let in a random civilian and he'll end the war before it even started!"

Shen stood there, feeling a little awkward as the tiger guard calmed himself down, "Listen, bud-... civilian... you're not gonna be able to do shit. The shots have already been fired. The armies are already marching. I don't even know where most of the generals are, and you can bet that that means they're already on the field. Most of them anyway."

The lizard felt his shoulders fall, but before he could respond, the roar of engines met both their ears. Shen looked at the road, blinking at the sight of what looked like a single lone truck. Soon enough though, it was clear that this was a procession of trucks in single file. In rapid progression, truck after truck full of soldiers, equipment and personnel sped past them through the checkpoint.

The lizard shivered, suddenly realizing how small he was compared to everything around him. He folded his arms tightly, but it didn't stop the creeping dread.

At the end of the procession, came a single, smaller truck. It stopped in front of the checkpoint. Shen blinked, and his jaw dropped as the door opened.

Out came General Kestrath. His uniform was back on, but this time it was fully buttoned. More than that though, it was also covered in stripes and medals worthy of an influential general. The dragon stood at the door of the truck, looking down at the little lizard.

There was silence between the two. Shen shivered again, and despite the growing dread in his body, he pleaded, "Kestrath... please..."

The General shook his head, "You're a beautiful, precious one, little lizard." He said, in his ever-charming voice, "But you can't argue with a storm. Especially one that has already started."

He took one last look at Shen, before retreating back into his truck. The lizard could only watch as the truck sped off, before turning a corner and vanishing forever.

It's over.

Shen sat back in his car, but he didn't drive. He couldn't. The familiar dread from his nightmare returned.

I was never going to be able to stop it. Neither was he.

The War was inevitable. The Peace was only temporary. Somehow, in some stupid way, the nations were about to fight again.

The clouds above rumbled. The storm would come soon. It was time to go home, and hope.