Draykan stands upon the top of the sky-scraping tower in Anteronia. There is no other place in this world with such a cosmopolitan and large population. And, add to the fact that there are still so many tourists here from the Tournament of Pleasure, it means finding his girl would be some trouble.
But he is a dragon, which affords him a few perks here and there.
The anthro leaps up into the air, spreading his wings and flying through the sky. As he soars, he grows and shifts, taking on his powerful and frightening visage—that of a sizeable blue-and-gold dragon.
The wind whips by his scales and his hair as he plunges down over the city, landing amidst the statuary park. He perches upon the shoulders of one of the larger ones and narrows his emerald gaze over the cowering public.
"Hey, what's up?" He shouts, his voice booming over the panicked crowd. Even the officers of the judicators tremble at his size and presence, or perhaps they are just confused.
"I'm lookin' for someone. She's a dragon and got two heads. Real restin' jerk face and all that. Takes on a human disguise from time to time. She messed with one of my Tournament rounds, and I need to find out why she did it."
Under his breath, he adds, "Plus, she's really hot, so…."
"Hey, dragon! Shouts a voice, bubbly but full of authority. He blinks and tilts his neck around, only to see a pink-clad magical girl wielding a shield.
"Oh, hey, you're, uh, right. You were in the Tournament, too. Look, if you don't know where this red dragon chick is, I'm gonna have to go find another park."
"The name's Purity, and I'm here to vanquish anyone who would threaten the peace of this city and a person's innocence."
He hops off the statue, turning back to his rather large, humanoid shape. Folding his arms over his bare chest, he stares down at Purity with a smirk. "Well, she's the kinda person who would go around messing with people's good times. I've got training as a Knight of Love, and I can tell you, she's no good news."
Purity narrows her heart-shaped eyes at him, puffing out her chest and staring him down herself.
"You're pretty brave, but I don't have time to mess with ya right now. I gotta find her cause she's an envoy of the Dragon Council, and they-"
"You idiot!"
The voice comes from the assembled crowd. Among the people watching the scene Draykan caused is a woman who clamps her mouth shut, staring up at him with wide amber eyes mixed with fear and anger.
"Damn… I didn't expect it to be this easy." He shrugs, but a moment later, he rushes forward, the speed forcing Purity to pull up her shield before she gets knocked over.
As Draykan rushes the crowd, the people run out of the way, save for the woman, who roars. Her skin breaks away to reveal crimson scales, her head breaking apart where two long draconic necks and heads emerge. Great wings spread, making her a slimmer but taller creature than Draykan.
He collides with her, and she grabs onto him. One head hisses at him, shooting daggers with her gaze. 
The other head wobbles and whines, "Why couldn't you just leave us alone? We just wanted to go home!"
He stops, digging his claws into the ground and spinning her around, throwing her down, making her tumble and crash.
"You messed with one of my fights." He puffs out his chest and thumps it with one hand. "Do I look like the kinda guy that takes that lightly!?"
The twin-headed dragon shakes both heads, the worried one snaps at the angry one. "This is all your fault, and you had to open your mouth."
"My mouth!? He was about to spill the beans on everything!"
"Pretty worried about the power of the Council if someone just talking about them makes you upset," he notes, reaching out towards her.
She grabs his wrist, all four eyes narrowing their gaze at him. "You have made true dragons look like weaklings, Draykan. Now, the lesser races will think they have some edge against us—that they can usurp our power with their pitiful cosplays.
He grabs at one of her horns with his free hand, pulling her up to her knees. "Says the gal, er gals, who hide in a human disguise. But you could have run far away. Why didn't you?
Whining, she says, "We were about to leave, but you had to go around making a big show of yourself."
Angered, she shouts, "What the fuck were you thinking, spit-roasting an angel with a half-elf?"
"Honestly, I was thinking about having a good time. Kinda like what I'm thinking about now, honestly."
"You!"
"Pervert!"
"What can I say? I see a hottie like you, and I get ideas. And I have an idea why you stuck around is because you like watching me win. Why else would you stick around after you pissed me off?"
"That's not true!"
"You dumb, dumb, dummy head."
"Heh, Knight of love… I can detect horniness." He says this, giving her horn a little flick.
Whining, she gasps.
Angered, she grumbles.
"Now, then, are you gonna tell me what I want.
"N… no!"
"Do your worst!"
"Oh, it's that kinda play, is it? Do you not want me to shove my cocks down your throats?"
Whining, she says nothing.
Angered, she only grumbles.
"Well, then, I guess I could play your game, as long as you don't make me mad."
With that, Draykan pulls down his leggings. His twin cocks spring free, one on top of the other, pillars of his draconic lineage that are virile and written highly about in the writings of famed eroarcanist Tik Tik. Now, this envoy is about to feel them again!


Two heads look at two cocks with wide eyes. The envoy's excitement is betrayed by how twin mouths open up at the sight of the significant stacked things, curved upwards with beautiful blue. She can't stop herself from flicking out her tongues just looking at those perfect poles.
Draykan smirks. "Heh, I can see I'm right. Don't be shy. Have a taste."
Hearing his words, she looks to him and looks away, scowling and blushing.
"You do not command me!" She growls.
"I can't do that here in front of everyone," she whimpers.
"Let me help you, then," Draykan says, grabbing onto horns, pulling her in, thrusting his hips forwards. Cocks push against mouths that yield too quickly for someone who protests.
The envoy glugs and gulps, placing her hands upon his hips. She squeezes her eyes shut and glares up at him with a defiant determination to her face.
He gives her a wink as he continues pushing her against his cocks and thrusts his hips forwards, enjoying the warmth of her mouths and the wriggling of her tongues, so eager, they seem, to please him.
Her tail lashes back and forth. Her wings rise up as if to hide her from the shame of the situation.
Draykan growls and grunts, thrusting further and further into her throat, claiming her, and dominating her with his cocks, leaning forward over her and chuckling in his dominating glee.
Underneath him, She squeezes his butt, her throats bulging, lewd noises rising up from twin throats. She twists her heads in different directions, stimulating his lengths with ease.
"F… fuck, you're good at this!" he growls. "H… how many double blowjobs have you given?"
She snaps a glare at him and coughs, but keeps things up, rubbing his butt, scratching his scales, and slapping the ground with his tail.
It's only a matter of time before the male throws his head back. He lets out a triumphant roar as he shoves his hips up against her face, smacking her snouts against his abs and pelvis and his balls, stacking the two heads atop one another in a silly display.
She lurches with each shot of cum deep into her throats and down into her stomachs. All the while, Draykan holds onto her to make sure she swallows every last drop.
Satisfied that he has sufficiently filled her stomach, he pulls back, sighing as his shimmering staves spring up, ready for another go. "Very nice," he says, running a hand through his hair. "It's a shame you really decided to fuck with me earlier because fucking you is so much fun when the two of us are on the same page, wouldn't you say?"
One head coughs while another wipes away cum from her chin, a smirk rising up from her. "Oh, is that what you think is happening? That I would give up and be your breeding toy so easily?"
"Hrm? Wait a minute, you-"
His realization comes quick enough for him to jump back, avoiding the giant claw slamming down onto the ground. In an instant, the tall dragoness had become a true titan, standing high over the statues of the Anteronian park and staring down at his humanoid form with smiles upon her faces.
"I will not go down so easily!" she boasts.
"You, on the other hand, gave me the energy I needed, after all, that time disguised as a pathetic creature."
"You can't transform into your true state on your own?"
She swipes at him, scooping up the sidewalk and dirt in her claws.
Draykan hops up out of the way, growing and transforming into his complete dragon form, where he slams down into her, crashing and rolling into the trees and the nearby foliage.
The people can do nothing but panic and run from the terror of the titans clashing. Even the Judicators and the magical girl can only watch, looking desperately in vain to figure a way to stop this battle. But, can they really.
The dragoness finds herself on the bottom of the rolling wrestling pile, pressing her hind legs against Draykan and shoving him away.
He falls back, spreading his wings to slow his flight, but she kicks off the ground, shoving a shoulder against him and sending him toppling into nearby buildings.
Dust kicks up as bits of masonry and stone strike against Draykan's scales. He rolls and whips his tail towards her, striking against one chin.
The other rear back and breathes flame at him, blinding his vision with a temporary burst of fire.
In his mind, he hears her voice. "You brazen young fool," she speaks. "You only have so much time left in your natural form, and you waste it trying to capture me?"
He picks himself up, shaking off the debris from his head, and launches himself forward. He collides with her, rolling and pinning her against the street.
"You're the fool who thought she could mess with me just because I'm not some elder. I do what I want and how I want because I'm a dragon!"
 She bites his shoulders, keeping an eye upon him, digging her teeth against his scales, but Draykan does not yield. He digs his claws against her, gritting his teeth.
"I am a finalist of the Tournament of Pleasure, and I am a consort of Xasandra, but you know what else I am!?"
SHe growls and shakes her head, sinking her teeth further.
He pushes his hips up against her, twin cocks finding their way to her dragon slit. "I'm Draykan, and you'll do best to remember that because today, I lay dragon's claim upon you!"
The envoy's eyes widen, and she breaks one head free, her throat bellowing.
He grabs her snout, staring at her straight in the eyes, smirking, and gives her a kiss upon the snout. "You're mine."


The dragoness underneath Draykan thrashes underneath his weight. The more giant, more substantial dragon presses against her, mounting her from stomach to stomach, and slides his two cocks into her receiving holes. The two vertically stacked phalluses are used to filling up tight openings, especially after all of his victories in the Tournament of Pleasure. The amount she has to stretch to accommodate him gives him a nice and tight embrace inside the warm, draconic pussy.
She rolls her eyes back, letting out fiery groans as she lays her necks upon the rubble of the buildings. All around them, alarms blare, and people escape from the escapade of the two.
He rocks his hips, sliding his cocks in and out of her. The two rub against each other and against the walls of her sex, stimulating the two of them. At the same time, he holds her down, their chests pressed to one another.
Grunting, he stares over her, and he leans in, licking at one neck and then licking at the other, nurturing her, claiming her. "Your mine," he repeats. "Understand?"
"N… no…" she groans
"Y… yes…" she pleads.
"You're going to tell me," he snorts, "why you messed with my battle. You're going to tell me all that the Dragon Council wants with me."
"I… I don't… know…" she whines
"I can't… tell," she sighs.
He stops, then pulls back, his cocks glistening from the lubrication, their heads kissing against her lips but not entering again. "What's that you say? You're not going to tell me? Well, then maybe I just won't fuck you anymore. How about that?"
"No!" They shout together, looking to one another, bright blushes fluttering over their scales.
Draykan wraps his arm around her neck. He pulls her in close to him, pressing his snout up against her own two. He breathes hot breath upon her, fluttering his eyes. "You know, I can't stand it when someone lies to me, especially when it's someone I'm going to add to my hoard."
"Your…"
"…hoard?"
"That's right," he growls. Then he nuzzles against her, pushing his cocks ever-so-slightly inside of her, "and you can have these dicks whenever you want, and I'll protect you from the Dragon Council."
"S… so romantic"
"So pathetic…"
"Hm?" he stops, pulling back.
"W-wait!"
"You monster!"
Draykan shrugs. "I can keep this up all day, but I'd much rather be fucking you all day."
"You can't keep that up."
"Even if we wanted!"
He pushes into her, her toes spreading, her hips rising.
"We can test that, but you have to tell me."
"Alright!"
"Fine!"
"Very good…" he says, rocking slowly against her, filling her up but giving her a slow, tender loving. "Tell me everything."
"You… you were corrupted by the cult."
"The Council thought they could use you."
"They wanted you to be their champion.
"But they're desperate… afraid."
Draykan picks up the pace, pushing into her, slapping, pounding. "Afraid? Afraid of what?"
"Through their psychic communication, they find it even hard to speak. “Ah… ah… the… the demon, Zelbia-”
"Defeated," he grunts.
"The purity of draconic bloodlines!"
"I'm a dragon."
"Not one hundred percent!"
He stops, narrowing his gaze, showing off his teeth. "What are you talking about?"
Her groans reverberate throughout the streets of the city, their rocking and fucking breaking a few adjacent buildings, sending more property value down. She lazily slaps a hand behind her, crushing a few more humanoid constructions. "There's someone… in your family line… far enough back… that… that  had some kind of contact with a lesser race, and they… carried their bloodline to another dragon."
"Who?"
"I don't know."
"And you don't think I'm a real dragon because of it."
"N… not just me… other members, too. There's a schism beginning, and if you are recognized by the council, t… then… tensions will rise."
Draykan huffs and puffs. He growls, biting into her neck, his thrusts becoming more and more frantic, plowing against her, pushing her against destroyed businesses, shoving her up against another wall.
Masonry falls upon their heads, coating them in a fine layer of dust, all the while, he continues to communicate in their minds.
"Is that why the cult wanted me? Some connection to my past?"
"I don't know!"
"Honest!
"We are young."
"Stupid!"
He bites at her other neck, curling his tail around her. "Older than me!"
"But not old, ah enough!"
"Still young enough to crave these dicks more than your convictions!"
"… yes"
"YES!"
She wraps her tail around him, clawing at him in helpless means as he fucks her, plowing so deep that there's no way any of his semen would escape before it finds its way deep into her. So, he slams their hips together, roaring loud enough, sending shockwaves through the city and breaking glass.
Cum shoots out of both cocks, spurting out in rapid-fire succession to fill her up and claim her entirely. Her own roars fill the sky with flame and rain it down with ash, and the two dragons have finished their contact, his claim fulfilled.
Draykan soon finds himself much smaller with his load shot, sitting upon his new concubine's more petite humanoid body. He stumbles to his feet and slaps his cheeks, taking a deep breath. "Whew… gotta do that more often! Get up. It's time to go."
"Oh, no, you don't!" shouts a bubbly but distinctly pissed-off voice.
Purity hops onto a jutting-out rock, her arms crossed over her dress. "You've really made a mess here, and you're not getting away with it that easy."
A woman in a heavy leather coat approaches from the other side, her eyes covered in a bandage carrying a mancatcher in her grasp. "By the law of Justiciar, I am placing you under arrest, dragon."
Draykan stretches his neck. "Huh… is this how you thank me for taming this dangerous dragon? Guess we can't have a civilized talk about this, can we?"