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Fahen took a gulp of water, looking out over the mist-shrouded peaks surrounding him. The wolf-sergal hybrid never been to China before, and the view from up here was awe-inspiring. He'd started his journey in the smog-choked streets of Hong Kong, but now he was far, far away from any city, big or small. The air was clear and fresh and the countryside rolled away below him like the endless waves of a great green ocean.

Sighing, he capped his water bottle, slipped his backpack onto his shoulders, and turned to continue his trek. He didn't have the good fortune of having a path to follow; this journey was one that few had made before.

Somewhere here, there was a dragon. An ancient being of fortune and power. He wasn't sure exactly what it looked like, but he figured he'd know it when he saw it. Dragons were convenient like that; nothing else looked like them.

The mountain he was hiking up was the tallest in the area, which Fahen took to be a good sign; a creature as grand as a dragon would probably take an equally grand place as his home, right?

Vegetation grew sparse as he continued his trek, replaced with the dull grey of the stony mountainside. Fahen was starting to worry that he'd have to go back down and get more supplies when he finally spotted something: A cairn, made of flat rocks piled atop each other. A faded strip of cloth flapped noisily in the cold, stiff breeze, an image of a serpentine, four-legged dragon emblazoned upon it.

"Yes!" The hybrid hissed triumphantly, his breath turning to steam in the cold air before being whipped away across the mountainside.

He looked upwards and saw a tail of cairns leading further on, up into a valley carved out of the rock. Grinning, Fahen continued his climb with renewed vigor, pressing on towards the cleft in the mountainside.

He reached it after another twenty minutes of hard climbing; there had been no proper path the whole way up the mountain, but now he was having to scramble over boulders and piles of loose rock to proceed.

At the opening of the valley he found a small stream which ran between the rocks. The water was clear and steaming, and when he reached out to touch it he found it unexpectedly warm. Looking further up the stony slope, he searched for the source of the steam, his eyes tracing the flowing water back up to where it originated. There, at the top of the valley, was the opening in the rock from which flowed the little brook.

"Almost there. I hope." Fahen muttered, shifting his backpack on his shoulders and setting off again. He kept as close to the stream as he could, seized by the rather unreasonable fear that he would lose it if he so much as took his eyes off of it, rending his entire journey pointless.

It was a short, hard scrabble up to the top of the valley, and the hybrid reached the opening to the cave just as the sun dipped below the ridge above him, casting the valley into darkness. The temperature immediately began to drop, and Fahen shivered, hugging himself through his mountaineering coat.

The light dwindled quickly between the valley's sheer walls, revealing a warm yellow glow coming from within the cave. He couldn't see in very far inside; the entrance was actually lower than his head, and when he ducked to look in all he saw were the smooth stone walls and floor leading away into the mountainside. Curiously, he couldn't see any source of the warm yellow light that leaked from the entrance.

The ethereal nature of the light made him hope that it was magical. He had no way of being sure; he'd never seen anything magical before. Such things were thought gone from the world. But it awoke a child-like part of him that was awed by the possibility.

He slipped through the entrance to the cave, stepping carefully over the stream so as to not get his boots wet. The air inside was warm, and Fahen immediately relaxed a little. This place felt so peaceful and welcoming. Proceeding further in, he followed the twisting tunnel as it sloped upwards, the stream babbling past through a recess in the floor.

As he went deeper, Fahen noticed that not only was the air warmer, but there was an odd scent to it, getting stronger as he ventured further. It was... musky. It smelled a bit like his crotch when he hadn't showered in a day or two. Not bad, but not really what he'd been expecting.

Although now that he thought about it, he wasn't sure what he had been expecting in that department. Incense? One doesn't normally think of how a mythical creature is supposed to smell.

Finally, Fahen emerged in a large, rounded chamber. Brass braziers suspended from the walls cast the room in warm, flickering light. The chamber was mostly without adornment, the walls being bare stone curving up to a hole in the ceiling which let in a beam of moonlight. There was apparently some curious magic acting on it, as the beam was visibly bent as it entered to come straight down to the center of the room. There, in the perfect circle of white light cast by the full moon, sat a dragon.

His form was feral; long and serpent-like, although still very definitely draconic in the Asian style, with four legs and four-toed feet with curled talons. He was big, too; at least 20 feet long. He sat regal and upright on a large woven mat, eyeing the hybrid down the length of his snout. A long tail stretched out behind him, laid out on the floor perfectly still.

The dragon was partially covered in fur, which was a bit of a surprise to Fahen, who had assumed that such a creature would be clad entirely in scales.

But no; fine, well-groomed fur outlined the majestic creature's form, running in a light blue stripe down his back and gathering around his face and snout, forming a mustache above his mouth and a beard below it. His underbelly was covered in fine white fur, and the rest of his body was covered in gold scales that shimmered in the dancing light.

And of course there was the feature that tipped Fahen off to this creature being a male in the first place: The big, girthy sheath and plump balls that hung between his hinds, currently resting gently on the mat.

The hybrid waited for a long moment, expecting the dragon to speak. When he merely continued to regard Fahen silently, the antlered male began to introduce himself. "Uh, hi! I'm-"

"Fahen." The beast rumbled. "I am Yùnqì."

The hybrid again waited, assuming that now the dragon was going to start talking. But the creature simply resumed its silence.

"... I'm here-"

"Because you wish me to grant you luck."

Fahen found himself wondering whether the dragon was intentionally waiting for him to speak just to cut him off and show off his ability to tell the future or maybe even read his mind. 'Dick.' He thought reflexively.

And the dragon's expression, at least when viewed from this angle, did seem fairly imperious.

"... Yeah. That. Will you?"

"There is a price."

Okay, that was probably to be expected. Only question now was-

"You will pleasure me. And then I shall grant you what you wish." Yùnqì intoned sagely.

"P-pleasure?" Fahen stuttered out. He wasn't normally shy about that topic, but he was surprised to hear it from such a regal, mythical figure.

The bearded chin dipped down once. "Yes."

The dragon raised himself off his haunches and began to approach the hybrid. His fur rippled, and Fahen realized that the creature's body was actually rippling too. Scales slid over each other and skin came together smoothly as the drake assumed a more upright posture, his front paws lifting off the ground and coming to hang at his sides as he straightened and stood upon two legs. He became shorter, his body taking on a distinctly anthropomorphic appearance as he came to a stop in front of Fahen, although he was still taller than the other male by a good foot and a sizable tail still stretched behind him.

The musky scent was overpowering now, wafting off the dragon in waves. It was intoxicating, and Fahen found himself wanting more.

Yùnqì looked down his snout at the other male again. "You will say 'yes'."

He wasn't wrong, of course. "Yeah; yes. What do you-"

"Remove your clothes. You will not need them." That voice was as deep and commanding as ever, and the hybrid obeyed immediately, stripping off his layers of mountaineering garb and setting his backpack down on the floor by the entrance. When at last he was done and standing naked before the dragon, Yùnqì wasted no time in exploring his new partner's body.

His paws landed heavily on Fahen's shoulders, sliding through his brown fur. Down his arms, over his chest, pausing for just a moment to squeeze his dark brown nipples, making the hybrid huff gently. His pussy, situated comfortable between his legs where a normal male's penis and balls would've been, warmed and began to moisten.

Fahen heard Yùnqì chuckle for the first time then, the dragon apparently amused at his cunt's reaction.

"I approve of your hair." The dragon said, lifting a hand up to finger a lock of the hybrid's dark green mohawk. "Too many think that bland hair is acceptable, or anything but a fault."

It was said with such confidence that it sounded a lot like wisdom, but after a moment of thought Fahen decided that it was actually pretty vain and superficial, but he didn't say anything. He was just going to give the dragon what he wanted, get his luck, and get out.

The hand took a firm hold of Fahen's chin and tilted it upwards to meet with Yùnqì's downturned snout. "Such a beautiful face and such pleasant lips. It would be a blessing to look upon them forever."

"Thanks. I might stay for a few days if you want me to, but after that I really gotta head back to America."

This made Yùnqì chuckle, although the hybrid wasn't sure what about what he'd said had been funny.

Still holding Fahen's chin, Yùnqì pressed their lips together firmly, twisting his head and opening up his partner's mouth to push his tongue inside, sliding it around the hybrid's mouth to explore it thoroughly and deeply.

"Mmf!" The smaller male made a muffled yelp at the unexpected kiss, but didn't resist. This felt good, and he wanted it to continue. For the big, sexy dragon to keep molesting him.

Yùnqì seemed all too happy to oblige, putting a paw on Fahen's rump and pulling him close, their legs rubbing together as their genitals met and slid against each other. The hybrid was tempted to think of the dragon's actions as playfully, but there was something about the other male's insistence and forcefulness that made him reconsider that. It wasn't quite creepy yet, but he wasn't totally comfortable with how he was being manhandled constantly. Still, he couldn't deny that he was having a good time, as his warm, moistening slit rubbed against the dragon's shaft, gently smearing it with his juices.

Yùnqì pulled his mouth away for just a moment to murmur "To the mat" before once again pressing his lips to Fahen's.

The hybrid wanted a chance to explore his partner's mouth in turn, but Yùnqì just pushed his tongue right back into the smaller male's maw and kept on exploring, lifting Fahen up with one hand on his ass and the other on his back, holding him against his broad, muscular chest as he was lifted off the floor with apparently very little effort and carried back to the center of the room.

The world tilted around him as he was laid down on the center of the mat, and the dragon's warm lips once again left his as the beast rose to stand tall above him, moonlight haloing around his head. And then he knelt, spreading his legs to place his knees on either side of Fahen's head as his long, thick cock came to rest at the hybrid's lips. Musk wafted from his crotch in waves.

"Suck." One word was enough, and Fahen eagerly obeyed, opening up his mouth and letting the dragon push his member between his eager lips, which pursed around the meaty shaft and sucked on it eagerly. It tasted like any other cock, which is to say it tasted good and he wanted more.

Yùnqì seemed happy to oblige, feeding more and more of his massive member into the hybrid's mouth.

Fahen's eyes slipped closed as he suckled on the shaft, idly wondering if it was even going to fit in his ass. He hoped it would. He hoped the dragon was planning on carrying this all the way through. This idle wondering as brought to a screeching halt as the cock reached his throat and then kept going.

The hybrid gagged, his eyes springing open as he looked up at the dragon and involuntarily smacked a hand against the larger male's hip.

"Oh, come now..." Yùnqì's expression changed from slightly imperious into an outright smirk. "Be strong, little male. That's the only way you'll get through this." With that, he sunk his member further into Fahen's throat.

The hybrid's eyes widened, and he only barely managed to suppress his gag reflex as he tried to raise himself up from under the dragon, only to have the beast pin his shoulder to the ground under his too-strong paws, a grin slicing across his face. "I did not say you could leave. Be submissive and obedient, and I'll give you what we both want." He grabbed the hybrid's antlers and bucked his hips forward, the rest of his cock sliding into Fahen's throat as the half-sergal struggled not to choke.

The hybrid's eyes bulged and he grabbed the dragon's wrists, trying to force the hands off his shoulder so he could scramble away, but the dragon was a lot stronger and was unfazed.

Yùnqì began to fuck Fahen's throat, sliding his cock in and out in smooth, quick motions, jamming it in deep and moaning obscenely as the hybrid under him struggled to even breathe. He could feel his gullet being stretched with each thrust. It didn't exactly hurt, but it was extremely uncomfortable and he could only breathe for brief moments between thrusts. The dragon's bitter pre leaked down his throat, tickling unpleasantly.

When the beast's orgasm came it was equally unpleasant for the poor hybrid, as the larger male jammed his cock down his throat and came with a growl of bliss, shooting hot, sticky spunk directly into Fahen's stomach.

The half-sergal moaned and his eyes rolled back in his head as he felt sticky heat pooling in his midsection, still weakly trying to force the dragon off of him. His throat felt sore and raw as the dragon pulled out, his still-hard cock dripping his seed on Fahen's chest.

"You took that admirably, Fahen. You'll make a good slave."

"Wha-?" The hybrid looked up at Yùnqì in a confused daze, trying to work his arms under himself to get up.

"I am granting your wish: Luck. You shall now have the fortune of serving me for the rest of your fertile life. You may have noticed that the world out there is... devoid of my kind. This is a problem that needs rectifying. I have sperm, and you have a cunt." The dragon's eyes flicked down to the pink slit in Fahen's groin. "You will bare my children and help me repopulate the world with my kind. I can think of nothing more lucky."

"I don't want-"

"Of course you do. Silence, now."

"Hey-"

"Silence!" Yùnqì roared, cowing Fahen and making him duck his head in submission.

The dragon knelt down again, this time between the hybrid's legs, roughly grabbing Fahen's ankles as the half-wolf tried to get away. "Stop struggling before I beat the struggle out of you, whelp." His tone was deep and menacing, and something dark and dangerous flashed behind his eyes.

Fahen gulped and lay still, although he still looked up at the larger anthro with pleading eyes.

Yùnqì seemed completely unfazed and violently jerked the hybrid towards him, his cock landing neatly on Fahen's crotch and spearing his cunt in a single thrust as he threw the smaller male's legs over his shoulders.

The hybrid screamed in both pain and pleasure as he was roughly impaled on the largest cock he'd ever taken, his eyes again rolling back in his head as his pussy clenched down on it involuntarily. "Stop! Stop it; fuck, don't-"

"Quiet."

Fahen's mouth clamped itself shut of its own accord, and it took the hybrid a moment to realize that the dragon was using some kind of magic to silence him. Glimmering bands of golden light had wrapped themselves around his muzzle and were firmly holding it closed. "Mmmmmnn!" He whined desperately, his huge, pleading eyes once again looking up to the dragon.

"You're so cute..." Yùnqì rumbled, grinning down at the distressed hybrid as he rocked his hips back and forth gently, pulling his cock out of Fahen's over-stretched cunt and using his head to spread his lips and play with his vulva. Then he plunged back in, eliciting another groan of pleasured pain from the poor hybrid as he began to fuck him in earnest.

Fahen was helpless to do anything but whine as that massive member was forced back inside, stretching him open around it. He threw his head back as that shaft rubbed against his clit, pleasure sparking up his spine. He squirmed and writhed around the beast's cock, pleading helplessly with his eyes to make it stop.

But now Yùnqì wasn't even paying attention to his new slave anymore, instead getting lost in the joy of rutting him silly. "I can feel that you aren't a virgin. A pity, but at least you still feel wonderful."

A burning sensation spread across Fahen's cheeks as he blushed, looking away.

The dragon's balls slapped against his bottom rhythmically and, deep down, Fahen couldn't deny that this felt amazing, and the sensations were starting to overwhelm him a little. Tears leaked out of his eyes; but of pleasure, not pain or fear. Huffs of hot air escaped from his mouth as he began to buck back against the dragon's thrusts, working with him to get that wonderful cock as deep into him as possible.

He loved it, and he hated that he loved it. He wanted to cuss out Yùnqì, but he couldn't with the magical muzzle around his snout. All he could do was fuck himself on that huge cock and wait for it all to be over.

And soon it would be over; he came right before the dragon did, the continued stimulation of the larger male's thrusts making his toes curl as warm juices dribbled down his thighs and his cunt clenched down on the hard length invading it.

There was a roar from above as Fahen's cunt clenched down on that massive shaft, and he felt Yùnqì's balls slap against his rump one final time as warmth pooled inside him once more, filling up his pussy and leaking out around the imperfect seal of Yùnqì's girthy cock. His insides tingled, and he wasn't sure if it was the beginning of some soreness from how roughly he'd been taken or some kind of magic making the seed inside him take hold in his womb. He really hoped it wasn't that latter thing, but had a sinking feeling that it was.

"Mmmh..." Yùnqì grunted and sighed as he pulled his softening member out of Fahen's messy cunt, flopping down on the mat next to the soiled hybrid and pulling him in close in a sort of spoon.

Fahen could feel the dragon's body elongating again as he shifted back into his feral form. Seed dripped from the hybrid's cunt, and he whined plaintively, hoping to at least get the muzzle off his face.

Yùnqì merely grunted and murmured "Shuìjiào..."

The hyrbid's eyelids felt heavy. He wasn't sure what was happening, and before he could figure it out he was fast asleep.