The work of the Herald of the Tournament of Pleasure is never done, and I found this out when I teleported to the palace of Lord Gishunu once more, standing right in front of the king in his grand throne room.
Lord Gishunu pointed down a hallway. “Try over there,” the elephant said. I nodded and scurried my way down the hall, through the palace, which was much more impressive than any mansion I’ve been to, and towards some large doors, where I heard the sounds of talking from the other side.
The doors were open, so I peeked my head in, only to see a wondrous sight. A blue dragon, anthropomorphic and giant, sat lounging against a stone in the verdant garden. Sitting across from him was a chubby lamia lady. Both of them were entirely undressed, which allowed me to see every curve on her body and every healthy muscle on his. I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was my old pal Draykan! I’ve come across him in my travels, and it is always a pleasant surprise. But, how would he act when he doesn’t know I’m here?
Draykan sits up, his large, strong hands squeezing along the lamia’s tail. She shudders and lays back, sinking against the grass, the tip of her tail curling around his.
With his dragon’s strength, he pulls her up onto his lap. She giggles, hopping up and coiling around him, hands on his cheeks, love in her eyes.
Her soft, supple breasts press up against his strong scaled body, and though I couldn’t see them, I imagined those twin cocks of his already out of their sheathe and pressing warmly onto hers.
He opened his mouth, hands at her lower body, squeezing at her plump form and pushing her down onto himself.
Her gasp told me my assumptions were correct. At that moment, two giant dragon dicks slid up inside of her. Draykan wasn’t one to take things too slowly, after all.
The lamia’s hands moved up over his cheeks. They traced over the crown of his head and up towards his horns. My heart froze upon seeing that. I knew all-too-well the damages that the dread cult had done to him and how a touch upon his horns set him off.
The dragon’s eyes opened wide. His pupils shrank, and they turned straight to me. We locked eyes for a moment, but the surprise of seeing a little pink kobold must have knocked him out of his trance. He fell back, the two of them tumbling out of their embrace.
He pulled himself up, not wanting to miss a beat with his lady. His hands and his body helped to sculpt her direction, and she let him slide her along the grass. Perhaps, it was not too often a man could make such natural movement with her girthy frame?
She moaned, writhing under him, wanting to get to the main event once again. But this time, Draykan kept an eye upon me. He lowered his head and let his tongue run over the bountiful breasts, flicking that tongue over her nipple, allowing himself to enjoy the texture of flesh and arousal.
I stood in the doorway in full sight of the dragon, transfixed by his actions, and getting a better view of his twin dragon cocks slid down into the wanting slit of the lamia. When she groaned, pushing her hips up into him and surrounding his lengths with a satisfying grasp, I ran my top teeth over the bottom of my mouth. My fingers twitched, and soon they moved down underneath my trousers, down to my own slit.
Draykan’s nostrils flared upon seeing that, watching me when he finally thrust into her, grunting with gritted teeth.
Her tail wrapped around his waist, pulling him in to try and get him deeper into her form, oblivious that they were being watched. She grabbed onto his shoulders, pulling him down against her. His face buried into her tits, no longer looking at me but still going at her. He didn’t need me to enjoy his snakey lover. But I got a little extra enjoyment on my trip here. I slid down against the door, huffing and puffing at the sight of the two going at it. Such a strong force, Draykan was, grunting and thrusting away, making her a coiling mess.
Soon enough, he threw his head back, raising his wings out majestically, his muscles tensing as he shot out deep into her.
And the two collapsed there, curled up and enjoying each others’ post-coital glow. I knew I needed to give Draykan some time, so I pulled my sticky hand from my pants, wiped my fingers off on the grass, and stepped outside.
A few hours later, while I sat at the library of Lord Gishunu, reading on the study of Tantera, the doors opened up wide and in stepped Draykan, dressed in his knightly armor. He marched right up to the opposite side of the table and sat down, leaning forward with a smile curled up from his majestic mouth. “Heya, Tik Tik.” He said, in that overly casual way that made him so endearing. “What brings you all the way to this side of the world?”
In the excitement of everything, I yelped, scrambling to produce the Stick of Champions. It glowed with its powerful light. “Here to find champions! Champions for the Tournament of Pleasure!”
Draykan snorted at that “A tournament where I give people pleasure? Sign me up for that!”
I reached out for him with the Stick, and he grasped it, and soon, the two of us disappeared from the magnificent palace. To where? Only the divines can tell.