The Halidom was rubble. Castle walls torn down, broken into pebbles and stones. Elysium looked out over the carnage, his wings spread out, beating to keep him aloft.

Something moved. A heap of a thing, black and grey, gold glinting accents. The surface rippled, sun gleaming off of scales. And then it opened its eyes. Two pinpoints of gold. A dragon.

From his head, horns of gold curved up. Elysium imagined at one point they shone like the precious metal they were meant to imitate. Now they were dull, lacking the luster. The dragon shifted.

"Such a thing you are," Elysium said. His voice rolled out like the rumble of thunder. "A hideous thing. Unnatural."

Chronos drew himself up. A tower of grey glinting scales. Winks of gold and a streak of grey down his belly. His golden eyes narrowed to slits.

"You come to mock me." It wasn't a question, but an accusation.

Elysium settled on the rubble. Stone splintered under his talons. "Bound to your causality, you are nothing. You can no longer run."

Chronos snorted. Elysium flicked his wrist. White light burst around Chronos's claws, cinching to his wrist like iron cuffs. Elysium motioned, and Chronos's arms were thrown out and up. A snarl rumbled in his throat. Like that of a dying wolf.

Elysium let out a rumbling laugh. "Still so arrogant. Even when all you did was hide like a rat in the cracks of a floorboard."

He moved in closer. In a clawed hand, he took Chronos's chin. He twisted away. Elysium snapped, and more rings of light formed around his neck. They singed close to his scales, and forced his head still. He took him between two talons again, and tipped his head.

"How easy it would be to free the rest of what little power you have." He trailed down, thumb bumping over scales. And then he formed his grip around his throat, talons finding the tender spot where jaw met neck. "To crush you like the insubstantial bug you are."

Chronos's eyes went wide. He twisted back against the restraints, nostrils flaring to try to take in a breath. They cinched tighter. A strangled, fearful noise caught in his throat.

And then Elysium let him go, and he doubled over, sputtering. Taking in heaving breaths. When he looked back up, his fangs were bared. But his features were drawn and taught. Not with something as substantial as fear, but something alike it.

"If you understand your place," Elysium said, "then act like it."

With a roll of his wrist, the cuffs lifted him up, forcing him to his feet. Elysium trailed around him, his hand following the curve of his hip.

"Or I will have to show it to you."

He leaned into his back, his head finding the crook in his shoulder. He could feel Chronos tense against him, feel him go rigid when Elysium's claws skirted over scales, from his side to his thighs. He hummed, and let his claws dip inward, tracing the soft slit between his legs.

"Keep your filthy hands to yourself," Chronos spat. He pushed back, against his restraints. But it was pointless. Elysium knew that before he did. Without Zodiark to make him complete, he was nothing but a toy.

"Careful now, pet," Elysium said the word sharply, "I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

He let his claws glide along the sides of his slit. Where the scales were thinnest, where he could feel the heat of skin.

"Unhand me," Chronos hissed, but the same thing that drew his features tight was leaking into his voice.

Elysium laughed, a deep vibrating sound. He peered down the grey chest to watch as two purple cocktips began to peek out. They pushed the black scales aside, revealing the soft pink of his slit.

They slipped out, throbbing, and Elysium curled them into his palm. Chronos grunted when he squeezed them together, and his hips went tight when he smoothed down to his base. He shuffled his knuckles over the few first inches, letting them grow to their full length. Two thick purple cocks straining at his grip.

Chronos pushed against his restraints again. "Stop this."

"You hold no command over me." Elysium slipped his knuckles up the thick cocks, and then back down, slicking them with the pre drooling from their tips. He squeezed them again and Chronos jutted.

He opened his mouth to speak again but whatever he was going to say came out choked instead. Fingers curled around his throat again, digging into the soft spots, regulating his air. He twisted in his grip, but Elysium dug his talons deeper, and he went still.

Elysium pushed up against his tail. His own slit pushing aside, thick pink cocks spilling out to greet scales. Chronos went rigid under his touch. Within a breath they were at full mast, laid out over black scales.

Elysium felt him throb. Felt his muscles go tense. He worked faster, beating against his scales, until a strangled noise caught in Chronos's throat and the cock swelled and jets of cum went arcing. He beat him off as he came, letting them rope back over his talons, splatter against the stone.

Once he was done, Elysium reeled his hand back in. Chronos went slack, his head hung. So he wasn't paying attention when Elysium pushed his tail to the side and pressed his hips to his. Not until he curled his fingers around his hips, claws digging in, and pushed.

Chronos roared. He twisted and bucked, and Elysium dug his claws in deeper, threatening to break scales. He grunted, and pulled him back, spearing Chronos onto his cock. Warm walls gripped him, straining, trying to push him out.

"Be good, pet," Elysium growled, and yanked, sheathing himself fully. One hot dragon cock being massaged by Chronos's ass, the other rubbing against his scales.

Chronos roared again, claws flexing, tearing at the air. Elysium held him still as he pumped his hips, heat and tightness rubbing against his cock. Grunts rolled from him. Pre spurting, lubing the tight walls, letting him push in deeper, and quicker.

"A tight little pet," Elysium rumbled. "But we'll fix that."

He pulled out, and reached down to poise both of his tips before pushing them in. He could feel Chronos strain around him. Rim cinching tight to his cocks. Slowly, inch by inch, he forced him wide, until he was buried deep and he had Chronos bumping against his lap.

"You―" Chronos growled, but it was cut off as Elysium slid himself out, before slapping himself back in. 

Tight walls holding to his ridges, making his stomach knot as he pulled out, and then smacked back in, their hips meeting with a clap. Elysium groaned.

"How does it feel?" he said. "Having a God inside you? Using you like the impetuous whelp you are."

Another strained noise of pain. Elysium moved a hand from his hip to the two cocks, pressing them tight once more, slicking up and down their lengths. Chronos curled back into him, breath hitching. Elysium rumbled a laugh.

He reached up with his other hand, cum still curled over talons, and pushed him into Chronos's maw. He closed around them in surprise. In a flash, another ring appeared around his jaw, keeping his mouth closed around them. Elysium pressed them flat to his tongue, making it curl and twist around his soiled fingers.

"Someone has to teach you to clean up your messes," he said, and shoved them further in.

The grunts that Chronos let out were muffled by Elysium's talons. His tongue trying to find a place where he couldn't reach, and failing. He went tight, ass gripping to Elysium's cocks. A spasm pushed through him, back arching against Elysium. He throbbed hard before shooting out across the stone again. Elysium tightened his grip, beating at his base, watching the thick white shots of cum spatter.

He went faster, and craned his neck to sink his teeth in Chronos's shoulder. Another groan of pain burst out around his talons. He bit harder, hips clapping, cocks pulsing and pushing and shooting pre. A groan grew in Elysium's throat, and he pushed flush, grinding and bumping against the tight ass.

Heat pushed up through his body as he fired off. Hot cum firing into Chronos, battering his walls. Elysium rutted deeper, forcing him apart, letting his cum shoot further. He kept him there against his slit, grinding, grip pumping, until Chronos spasms and he came again. Thinner jets of jizz this time, and only a few meager ropes. Elysium caught some in his palm and smeared it back across the sensitive cocks, taking pleasure in the way he squirmed and jutted, trying to break away from his grip.

Elysium let go, and he went slack. He pulled his talons out of his mouth, and ghosted over his hips as he drew out. Cum drooled out after him, trailing down over the plating, following his thigh. Elysium watched it for a moment, translucent white crawling over black. He thumbed over the gaped hole. Chronos twisted.

"A much more fitting visage," Elysium said, tracing his rim. He stepped back, and stepped around to face him.

Chronos looked up at him. His face scrunched up in a poisonous look. "Is this what a God would stoop to?" he spat.

"It is repayment," Elysium said. "For the trouble you've caused me." He took his face in his talons, digging into his cheek. "But your debt is steep. There will be much more to repay."

The defiance wavered, threatened to break, before hardening again. He wondered how long it would be before it did break. Before it would crumble under his grip.

He let his head fall and stepped away. That would be something to find out another time.

"Cherish my absence. It will not be a long one."

With a beat of his wings, he was up. Dust churned up under his gale. Chronos tried to brace against it. But he could do little, his arms strung up like a prisoner's.

He spun, and beat his wings, catching the wind under it and pushing up into the sky.

There were other things he had to take care of.