Two-Way Examination
#1 of Elise in Oneiro
Elise, a young scholar who happened upon the site of an ancient ritual, awakens to find that he's being cared for by a most unusual doctor.
This is my first story, but I have plans to expand upon it. Feel free to leave feedback in the comments, just be specific if you want to point out a flaw, since otherwise I can't do much about it in the future.
With that out of the way, I leave you to your reading. Enjoy!
Elise in Oneiro #1
Elise Aldrick was rather alarmed to find that he could see not twelve feet ahead before his vision began to blur. Perhaps--hopefully--it was a temporary ailment, likely caused by the significant magical forces he'd been exposed to in order to get... wherever he was. There had been a great flash of prismatic light--a display of magic far greater than the small thaumaturgies he'd previously encountered in his studies--and after mere moments the light overpowered him and he lost consciousness. Elise felt incredibly well-rested, rejuvenated even, and aside from a little soreness in his bones and the disconcerting problem with his vision he seemed to be in peak condition. The fox surmised that he'd likely been sleeping for a day or two, but, given his surroundings, wherever he'd arrived was inhabited and by quite hospitable folk at that.
He lay in a typical medical exam room, the kind used for regular check-ups and doctor's visits, but the exam table had been padded with a few layers of mismatched blankets and a small, well-stuffed pillow with a sunflower on it had been placed beneath his head. His clothes--a brown coat with patched sleeves, a purple button-up with runic D&D cufflinks, and a fresh-pressed pair of slacks--lay neatly folded in a chair with a nice bar of chocolate on top attached to a small card. Elise climbed off the table and reached for the clothes, chocolate, and card, but before he could even look at the items in his grasp the door to the exam room flew open and in stormed four-and-a-half feet of slightly sober medical practitioner.
"No clothes until I look you over." Elise hesitated for a moment until the doctor pushed the items halfheartedly in the direction of the chair. "Down," he said, with a hint of a Polish accent.
Elise obeyed, albeit reluctantly, eyeing the small purple dragon the whole time. The other male had rather nice golden eyes, and he carried a large beer bottle from which he was drinking regularly. The drake would not have seemed like a doctor in the slightest but for he was wearing the appropriate white coat and stethoscope. Those were, in fact, the only things he wore, though Elise didn't see the dragon's prick; the doctor smelled male enough that the fox didn't feel the need to try and ascertain whether there was a genital slit or a vagina between the drake's legs, fun as such an examination might be.
"I am Salik, and I am your doctor today." The dragon's introduction pulled Elise from his carnal thoughts with a slight blush and just a little bit of red peeking out his sheathe. "Would you please sit on the table?" Salik said, rolling up the bed things unceremoniously. Elise did as he was told.
"Should you be doing this drunk?" The drake was climbing onto the table with apparent difficulty, and Elise was half-worried he would fall.
Eventually the dragon got it so he was kneeling on the table beside Elise, peering into his ear. "Salik is not drunk. Drunk Salik only sings and gets dick."
Elise was silent and quite a bit mortified as another centimeter of fox dick revealed itself at the thought of the drunk purple dragon getting gangbanged by all sorts of men. Salik, unperturbed, moved to the other ear. "So," he began, "who are you and why do you come here unconscious?"
"I'm Elise Aldrick, and I study magic--unicorns, alchemy, dragons, stuff like that. I want to find out why the things magic can do now, like small illusion tricks and minor prophecies, are so much weaker than the feats described in all the ancient texts."
Elise felt Salik's small form press against his back, and the stethoscope was cold against his chest. "You said you want to study a dragon?"
"Of course." Either interpretation of the statement would be wonderful.
"Perhaps I can be of assistance," Salik moved until he was practically straddling Elise's legs, the vulpine cocktip mere inches from his slit, "please open wide and say, 'ahh!'"
Elise felt as if he was unhinging his jaw for the drake, though it was far better to focus on obeying the medical instructions than the cute, practically naked little dragon whose warm, wet slit was easily within thrusting distance of his rapidly hardening fox cock. Elise closed his eyes and let out an almost imperceptible needy whine, horny beyond measure after having gone days without relief. Then something warm and wet wormed into his open mouth, tasting strongly of beer. Salik's lips closed around his as their tongues entwined, his throbbing erection grinding insistently at the drake's slit.
"You want to examine that hole first?" Salik broke the kiss, "Then take it."
The purple drake climbed off Elise and lay back on the table, slipping two fingers into his slit to keep it open for the fox. Elise was on top of him in moments, far too aroused to take it slow when the tiny drake seemed so eager. The tip slipped in and Salik moaned, feeling the magnificent girth sliding between his fingers and into his sensitive vent. The dragon's slit was warm and inviting, and Elise had to resist the overwhelming urge to just ram himself in up to the knot and unload inside the drake. Slowly, he sank in another few inches; then the dragon growled, "Faster, dumbass; I've done this before."
With a sigh of relief, Elise grabbed Salik's thighs and spread his legs before thrusting in with enough force to draw guttural moans from them both. Elise felt Salik's warm, silky slit clenching and unclenching around his cock, but as he rutted the drake with such force he was nearly scooting backwards Salik's hardening hemipenes were nestled beside his own member, the three dicks squeezed so tightly by the warm wet tunnel that Elise grabbed Salik by the hips and began pulling the drake into his thrusts. Salik gripped the side of the table for support as Elise's knot hammered at his already well-stuffed entrance, trembling in pleasure each time the baseball-sized bulb ground against his dripping slit. Desperate for the vulpine's final treat, Salik wrapped his legs around Elise's backside, slamming their hips together with a lewd smack. The knot popped in and Elise's vision went white with pleasure, intensely aware of the slit closing around the base of his cock, the hemipenes rubbing lustfully against his own penis, and the warmth and tightness of Salik's vent in the small moment between knotting the purple drake and unleashing his whole pent up load. What scant space remained was quickly filled up by thick, virile fox semen, which soon overflowed, slipping past the seal created by Elise's knot until his balls and Salik's tailhole were coated in enough cum to lube them up for a few more rounds.
Salik was in heaven, a thick canine cock knotted in his slit, filling him up with so much cum his stomach had swollen slightly, and as Elise's hands squeezed around his thighs he felt his own twin dicks emptying themselves into his slit as he let out a long, ecstatic moan. Elise, panting, pulled out once he felt the dragon cum, but before Salik could make a move to clean himself up Elise picked him up, bodily, and lay back, pressing the dragon's leaking slit to his face. The fox sucked the combined loads from Salik's vent, eagerly lapping up the stray strands of cum that landed on his face. Salik did his best to clean up the fox's nether regions, taking each of the virile vulpine orbs into his mouth and sucking until they were finally free of semen before moving on to nurse the sexual cocktail off Elise's slowly shrinking member. With Salik's incredible maw on his cock, Elise thought it kindest to return the favor, suckling gently on each of the hemipenes that had half-emerged from Salik's well-used slit.
After a few moments, the drake tensed, pulling off Elise's cock, "Wait, don't! I'm gonna-!"
With a moan muffled by the fox's belly fur, Salik shot a much smaller load straight into Elise's mouth. The fox swallowed after taking a few moments to savor the salty taste of the reptile's essence, then the pair reluctantly climbed off the table and resumed their normal states of dress, though for Salik it was pretty much the same.
"Who's sort of in charge around here?" Elise asked, feeling rather overdressed as he slipt into his brown patched jacket.
"The Steelshod family lives in the white house in the middle, the one with the garden. Cliff is technically governor, but he never leaves his office, so you will probably need his wife, Demeter, or his son, Bandile."
"Thanks," Elise said, reaching for the door, "Will I be seeing you again? I'd like to conduct further 'examinations'."
Salik snorted. "Let my legs start working again, then maybe we can go out sometime and get a drink."
Elise told the dragon he looked forward to it, then stepped out the door. He didn't know where he was, but this place seems to have a great deal to offer, both magical and otherwise.
If you want, vote for either Demeter(f) or Bandile(m) down in the comments, though I will probably be doing scenes for both of them at some point. I hope you liked this and have a great day!