New life Chapter 8 Part 1 “Wait what!” they all screamed in almost perfect union, Lyam’s and Nick’s eyes bulging wide, jaws dropping in disbelief, Dereck staring at his mother in a mix of confusion and puzzlement, left speechless by the announcement. Emotions, questions, and thoughts collided in his head, smashing together in an inextricable mess of confusing, opposing, contradicting yet intertwining feelings, his mind racing with a myriad of interrogation begging for an answer. His gaze remained glued to his mother, scrutinizing her face, trying to find out more, hoping to gather anything from the details in her expression. Unfortunately, as usual, her face was an impenetrable, cold, emotionless wall, except for the polite, respectful expression she put on as part of her job, making impossible for him to decipher anything from what he was seeing. Moreover he wondered how and when this had been decided, why he hadn’t been warned in advance about that change of plan? And above all, did it mean they were doing so to keep a closer eye on the two aliens, having grown tired of his lack of results: that last thought sending a cold, dreadful shiver down his spine. A part of him was relieved in a way to get rid of the two horny aliens, guaranteeing that such embarrassing events wouldn’t happen again, while the rest of him was saddened by the news, having grown quite fond of the two males around him, another part of him even not opposed to doing it again. “Forgive our surprise Miss but it is, quite an unexpected news.” apologized Lyam, managing to regain some composure, “I don’t mean that we are not grateful but I think I can speak for all of us when I say it’s… quite a shock.” he mumbled, glancing at both Nick and Dereck, the two of them nodding quietly, “To be completely honest we have grown quite accustomed to living here, so we weren’t expecting such a drastic and sudden change.” “I understand your feelings very well Lyam but this arrangement, for us, was always a temporary solution, we always intended to have you two housed in a more appropriate place.” “That’s very kind of you but there was no need to go to such extents for us, this arrangement turned out very satisfactory for us.” protested Lyam. “I have to agree,” intervened Nick, “it definitely isn’t a five-star hotel, but we have made do with less comfort, and worse company, isn’t that right Lyam?” asked Nick, throwing a knowing look to Lyam, the dragon squirming nervously, tail swishing from side to side, his traits twitching in a strange, furtive grimace. “I have no doubt about that,” she replied with an amused smile, noting the way Lyam reacted, “however it is not in our habits to leave our guests in such… places, I can assure you, you will greatly enjoy what we have prepared for you.” she added, keeping a semblance of mystery. Both Lyam and Nick frowned at her words, raising a quizzical eyebrow at each other, wondering what the other thought, each of them seeming equally puzzled and lost. Then their gaze drifted down toward Dereck, the wolf still laying there, unable to move, paralyzed by fear, embarrassment and dismay, shrugging at the two aliens when their interrogative expressions fell down upon him, not knowing what to make of all the new information, unable to think straight, even less to form even a coherent sentence. “Well… this… this is all… very nice but… I really don’t know what to think…” stammered Nick, scratching the back of his head nervously. “I very well understand your situation and comprehend your feelings but I unfortunately must insist, to be more precise, it isn’t a proposal, as much as I know you enjoy living here, and the company that comes with it.” she let out in a comforting tone, her eyes firstly glancing at the closed door before coming back onto them, more precisely onto the cum-soaked mess that was Dereck. “Oh really, what is it in that case?” enquired Nick on a more defensive tone, Lyam seemingly growing more suspicious. “As unfortunate as it is, it’s a request, a request coming from high above me, far beyond my jurisdiction; the government has decided to have you two moved to a new, more appropriate and secured location reserved for high-value guest and it shall be so.” “Ok, I see where this is going.” sighed Lyam, “I’m going to assume we don’t have a say in that matter.” “I’m afraid that no, it has already been decided and there isn’t much that can be done to stop it now. But to be completely honest with you I thought this would make you happier.” “Don’t be mistaken Madam, we are happy,” replied Lyam, “we’ve just come to enjoy our time here and, it’s quite difficult to leave a place you’ve come to call home.” “I can see that.” she replied, bowing her head down, a sly smirk curling her lips. “Out of curiosity, what would happen if we were to decline this offer?” enquired Nick, intrigued. “Well, they would probably… no actually they would definitely send personnel with less diplomacy and more… persuasive arguments we shall say.” “In that case, I guess we don’t have much of a choice, we will follow you.” let out Lyam, disappointment clearly audible in his voice, giving a sneaky nuzzle to Dereck before gently pushing him away, allowing him to get up, leaving the still frozen wolf on the ground, dipping in a musky pool of spilled essence. “Certainly, however, may I ask that you go take a shower first.” she politely asked, covering her nose when the two males came in her vicinity, the strong, potent scent they carried assaulting her senses. “Oh, of course, where are my manners.” chuckled Lyam, heading toward the bathroom, taking little to no step to hide his still half-hard erection dangling between his hind legs. “Certainly.” added Nick, quickly following suit, taking a little detour by their room to snatch towels and a clean change of clothes. “Great, meanwhile we will be taking care of the rest here, isn’t that right sergeant VanHevreyk?” At her words Dereck seemed to snap out of his stupor, springing back to his feet, standing on wobbly legs, his hands immediately rushing down to hide his private parts from view, a crimson red blush creeping over his cheeks. Unfortunately, his efforts weren’t of much use, his cum-soaked fur giving everything away, not even mentioning the river of still warm essence streaming down his thighs. “You can enter.” let out his mother once the bathroom’s door was closed and locked, dragging Dereck’s attention toward her. The next instant the front door quietly slid open on the same group of soldiers and workers, each of them cautiously stepping in, their expression very different from earlier. Some still seemed shocked by what they had witnessed, either staring at him with disgusted or embarrassed looks on their face, a slight, pinkish hue covering their cheeks; others simply avoiding looking anywhere near him altogether, finding whatever pretext they could to look the other way. The rest however looked at him with expression ranging from mocking to impressed, or perhaps envious, with one or two more perplexed by what they had seen than anything else. All these gazes stuck to his naked form, covered in patches and streaks of sticky, pearlescent whiteness, soaked in the strong, intoxicating musky smell of cum made him increasingly uncomfortable, his own eyes darting in all directions, trying to find something he could use to cover himself, his clothes having seemingly disappeared even though he recalled leaving them nearby. Around him, like a well-oiled machine the newcomers got to work, the soldiers standing guard near the entrance and on either side of the bathroom door, the rest assisting the others in setting up large metallic boxes and other objects his panic-stricken brain had troubles identifying. A small group consisting of three people headed into the room occupied by the two aliens, grimacing, frowning and gagging when the strong, overpowering, intoxicatingly thick musk impregnating the inside air blasted at their nose, one of them even staggered back as if he had received a hit to the guts. The sight of the three of them made visibly uncomfortable, taken aback by the sheer potency of the strong, arousing fragrance, appearing to stir something into some of them caused the rest, mostly some of the soldiers to mockingly giggle at them. In a way he found it relieving to not be the only one disturbed, embarrassed and, above all, aroused by the thick, alluring aroma of the two males, a sly smirk curling his lips as he watched the three people venture in the room, covering their mouth and nose as best as they could, the other still crackling jokes and shouting comments at them. “Perhaps you would like to take their place.” intervened his mother, in a clear, commanding tone, her words ice cold daggers slashing at the two soldiers who immediately stopped laughing, vigorously shaking their heads negatively, their once hilarious expression turning into a dreadful mask, “Good, then stop fooling around and get back to work, we don’t have all day.” “Yes madam.” they all shouted in union, significantly picking up the pace. “And you Dereck, don’t just stand there like an idiot, get moving!” she roared at his attention, her commanding tone taking him completely by surprise, his dismay only made worse by how quickly she threw protocol out of the window. “What? But… I… I… thought… I-I-I mean….” he squeaked in utter confusion, unable to string two words together. “What? You thought you could relax and let us do all the heavy lifting, as far as I know you’re still assigned to a mission.” “Ok…” he mumbled, regaining some composure, “I just thought… that my mission… was… you know… over since you’re… I mean… you’re… moving them to another location and all…” “And so what? Your job isn’t over, far from it in fact; besides I don’t recall saying that you were staying here.” “Hold on a second…” gasped Dereck, his legs wobbling beneath him, forcing him to lean against the couch to not fall. “Yes, you are going with them, so get a hold of yourself and get moving!” she let out, her last words turning into a clear, unflinching order. “Yes, of course mo… I mean… ma’am… err…” “For the love of… just quit yapping and do something!” she roared, lifting her eyes to the ceiling in a mix of disbelief, impatience, and tiredness, “and go get something to cover yourself.” Without a word he ran straight to his room, next to which, unbeknownst to him, two of those large metal boxes had been left, with, on top, several smaller ones. On his way in he grabbed two and immediately got to work, opening wardrobes and drawers, taking piles of clothes and tossing them in, stopping multiple times, pondering if he should take everything or only a fraction of his dressing’s content, hesitant on if he should bring other items of interest. Rapidly the two boxes he had brought were full, requiring him to go get some others outside. What he discovered when he stepped foot in the living room left him speechless, astounded, eyes widening in disbelief: the workers had already removed most of his stuff from the various containers and furniture. His TV was gone along with his gaming console and its controllers, the games nowhere to be seen, the few books he had were piled up into a large case, his decorations were being stripped from the walls and furniture alike, leaving his apartment desperately, terrifyingly bare. The place started feeling cold, empty, forgotten, lifeless, the same feelings that had crept up on him when he had moved in all these years ago. In the corner of his eye he spotted another group giving the same treatment to his kitchen, although they took less things from the cupboards and fridge. In the meantime, two scientists had dressed in strange outfits and were going around the living room, collecting samples with utmost care, storing them in translucent bags or tubes they kept in a secured, metallic briefcase, but the look on their face was one of displeasure and doubtfulness, as if they weren’t sure they could gather anything from all these samples. As he stood there, staring powerlessly at his apartment being thoroughly emptied right before his eyes he felt a sudden icy gust of air billow over his skin, causing his fur to stand on end all over his body, drawing his attention away, toward the window, revealing that someone had opened it, allowing the strong outside wind to blow inside, billowing over his naked frame, reminding him that, in his precipitation he had completely forgotten to put something on. He was about to head back into his room when a voice rose, stopping him dead in his tracks, “Dereck, wait a minute would you.” Slowly he turned around, finding himself face to face with his mother, her sharp eyes scanning him from head to toe, her expression, at first glance appearing preoccupied, seemingly lightening when she saw him. “Yes, what do you need me for?” he asked, embarrassed by her insistent stare, cheeks flushed a bright red with shame, however intrigued by the expression plastered across her face. “Your little… how to put it… session… yes, that sounds appropriate.” she let out, hesitant, waving a hand at the sizeable mess they had left behind, “Well, whatever you did has proven invaluable to us we now have more samples to examine.” “That’s… good news… I suppose…” he muttered under his breath, nervously scratching the back of his head, having, in a way, completely forgotten about his mission, too carried away in the moment to care about such matters. “But there is still a problem, and to be honest it is quite the hurtle.” she let out, grimacing in frustration, glancing at the two scientists still collecting samples all over his living room. “What is it?” “Simply put, some of the samples may be contaminated or simply unusable, therefore we may need… purer, cleaner ones of some sort if you see what I mean.” “Hold on a second, you want me to have sex with them again!” he yelped, half shocked, half aroused by the thought, his sheaths uncontrollably swelling in excitement at the mere thought of it. “You could of course, however it is not necessary, unless you prefer to do it your way.” Dereck frowned, struggling to make sense of what his mother was saying, questioning what she meant until he flinched after another strong gust of chilling cold air over his sensitive fur. His entire body tensed, his inner muscles clenching, resulting in a rivulet of still warm cum oozing out of his used, gaping hole, dripping down his thighs, causing him to freeze on the spot, stifling a low delighted moan. “Oh… I see… where this is going…” he mumbled, cheeks burning red with embarrassment. “Let’s get to a more… private place…” she suggested, casually walking toward the room, signaling to one of the scientists to follow her, the two of them passing by him, the man grimacing from the strong manly scent assaulting their nose. His body acted on autopilot, entering behind them, making sure to close the door in his wake, the doctor already hard at work, opening a briefcase full of sampling equipment as well as a plethora of other, unfamiliar objects. The vision of all the empty tubes, syringes, swabs and other needles sent a dreadful shiver down his spine, his blood turning into ice in his veins, unpleasant, forgotten memories rushing back to him, making him take a step back in apprehension. “Dereck don’t act like a child and come here already.” growled his mother, her expression making it clear she wasn’t here to fool around, determined to make it as quick as possible. “Yes…” gulped Dereck nervously, walking on wobbly legs toward the bed, in part due to his growing fear, but mostly thanks to how spent he was after the rough pounding he had just experienced. Without a word he laid down on all four, tail raised high, fully exposed before the two people, blushing profusely in utter shame, praying it was only a bad dream. “Perfect, try not to move, I will try and make it quick.” spoke the scientist in a tone meant to reassure him but which only made his predicament worse as he began collecting still warm seed clinging to his fur. ----------------------------------Meanwhile------------------------------------------------------ “That was quite an unexpected outcome.” let out Lyam once the door closed behind them, a broad, satisfied grin floating on his lips. “Didn’t see that coming either.” confirmed Nick, made suspicious, on edge by how rapidly things had unfolded, leaving them no time to take a step back and think or consider their options. “I wasn’t exactly talking about that but you’re right, I didn’t expect that either.” chuckled Lyam, a devious glow shining in his eyes. “You lusty lizard.” snorted Nick in response, “You can’t stop thinking about this can you?” “With a handsome guy like you around? Never.” replied the dragon, his tailtip sneakily extending out, brushing against Nick’s groin through his boxers, slithering under his shirt, crawling along his skin, sending little shivers down his spine. “You’re unbelievable Lyam.” he sighed, trying to get a hold of that slippery eel of a tail. “As if you didn’t enjoy it.” remarked the devious dragon, his tail circling around a large patch of half-dried cum covering the human’s belly, his amber eyes hungrily staring at him, his tongue dashing over his lips. “True, though I’ve gotta say, seriously a strip poker game? I’m amazed he went along with it.” “I told you he was horny, he just needed the extra push to get in the mood,” sniggered Lyam, mischievously, “though I’ll admit this wasn’t my original plan, that storm forced me to come up with something else at the last moment, but what matters is the result and it turned out well in the end.” “True, but still that was… quite unexpected but, you’re right it worked.” “I told you, I’m a master at making people horny.” “Like you tried to do with me?” “Didn’t I succeed,” let out Lyam, his tail slowly, sensually crawling along the human’s crotch, poking the noticeable bulge tenting his underwear, “but yeah, you were a tough nut to crack.” he added playfully, “But you know what, it was all worth it.” he ended, swiftly turning around, staring deeply into Nick’s eyes before planting a loving kiss on the unexpecting human lips. Nick shuddered, a wide grin growing on his lips as he answered the kiss, wrapping his arms around the long draconic neck, fingers swiftly scratching the soft, slick, sensitive golden scales lining the underside, a deep purr filling the quiet room. “So, what do we do now?” enquired Lyam after a long, passionate kiss, breaking the embrace without stepping back, hot air from his nostrils billowing over Nick’s face, strands of saliva still linking them, the dragon’s irises alight with a familiar fire he only knew too well, a strong, potent fragrance already tickling his nose. “I guess we should go shower before they start getting suspicious.” “Oh, that’s too bad, I thought we could have… a little fun… only the two of us…” enticingly purred Lyam, his tongue swiftly sticking out of his maw, dragging along Nick’s cheek, sending blissful shivers down his spine, his legs shaking uncontrollably beneath him. “Come on, haven’t you had enough already?” “Nope.” “Aren’t you even a bit tired?” “A little yes, but I’m far from spent.” “Sometimes I wonder how much cum you produce per second seriously.” sighed Nick in disbelief. “Do you want to find out?” teasingly purred the horny dragon. “I already know the answer to that, you horny lizard. Seriously though, haven’t you had enough for the day.” interrogated Nick, frowning suspiciously at his mate. “Hey, I didn’t get to cum… I mean that much.” protested Lyam, feigning feeling insulted. “That’s not what his ass says.” chuckled Nick, “You made quite a big mess of him.” “That’s true, but I wasn’t even done, I was just… taking a break.” “Judging from how loud you were snoring I’d say it was a big break.” giggled Nick. “Well… I did… feel a little tired after that last part, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have continued later if they hadn’t interrupted us.” grunted the dragon in unhidden frustration, widening his stance, displaying his still hard erection jutting between his hind legs to prove his point. “Come on, you seriously didn’t have enough?” “Far from it Nick, I’m still very horny.” he growled excitedly, thrusting his hips in the open air, sending beads of precum dangling from his tip, flying in all directions. Nick’s eyes widened, jaws dropping in disbelief, his gaze glued to the thick, pulsing, twitching maleness throbbing the dragon’s legs, heavy drops of pre collecting at the tip before dripping down on the tile floor. “Impressed, are we?” “At how pent-up you can be? Yes, that’s incredible.” playfully responded Nick. “Do you want to see how pent-up I am?” rumbled Lyam excitedly. “I’ve witnessed it firsthand more than enough to know the answer.” retorted Nick in kind, “Though to be honest I kinda hoped it would drain you for a while at least.” “You’re not the only one who hoped that.” huffed Lyam, turning away unexpectedly. “Why that?” asked Nick, raising a quizzical eyebrow at his mate. “Well… all things didn’t go exactly according to plan.” “How so?” “Well… I was expecting that you’d both… you know… take turns on me… or breed me at the same time….” shyly muttered the dragon, a crimson red hue covering his inky black scales. “I see where you’re going with that, but it’s not my fault, you suggested that he be in control this time, so he decided who did what.” “I know, I know.” sighed Lyam, snarling for but a brief moment, “I should be happy it all worked out, and don’t give me wrong what we did, the way you two teased me, you being sandwiched between the two of us, even his rear felt great, I just feel like… you were his main focus.” “Is that jealousy I’m hearing?” “No!” roared Lyam, lips pulled back over his glistening fangs, eyes throwing lightnings in his general direction, “well… maybe a little…” he admitted after a second of hesitation. “It’s alright Lyam, don’t get mad over it, you couldn’t have predicted this. Besides, he already had some prior experience with you so maybe he just… I don’t know, wanted to try something different.” suggested Nick. “That… would make sense… I mean he hasn’t been with anyone like either of us before so… that would be logical he’d be willing to… explore your body in depth.” “That he did.” admitted Nick, reaching back with a hand, massaging his sore rear, collecting some of the wolf’s seed in the process. “I can’t deny that part was hot to watch.” giggled Lyam, “and I bet it was even better to feel it.” “Good point.” grunted Nick, a slight grimace twisting his lips, reminding him of the rough but pleasant treatment he had received not too long ago. “Also, he may have done that as some sort of payback.” “Payback, how so?” enquired Lyam, intrigued, raising a quizzical eye ridge at the human. “Making you pay for all the sticky situations you put him in, for all the times you teased him, does that ring a bell?” “Yeah… that would be fair I guess.” admitted Lyam, sounding disappointed yet understanding. “Or he could just love watching us do it.” continued Nick. “I wouldn’t be surprised if that were the case.” exclaimed Lyam, grinning toothily, a devious glow burning in his eyes, his frustration, his disappointment melting away like snow under a scorching hot sun of a summer day. The two stayed like this, smiling amusingly at each other while Nick began to undress, tossing away the clothes he had hastily put on to cover himself, revealing the result of their intense session, a mix of cum and other fluids covering his crotch, belly and chests, dried droplets staining his legs and arms. All along Lyam stared at him with a hungry look on his face, his eyes scanning him from head to toe, stopping on specific parts of his anatomy, making his interest known with low, guttural growls. In other times he would have been mad at the dragon for looking at him like this, shouted at him to turn away, but now he couldn’t care less, even making sure that he could see everything without a hint of shame or embarrassment. “Like what you see?” he casually asked, stretching out right before his mate. “Of course, I do.” growled Lyam, his voice tainted with arousal. At a quick glance Nick immediately spotted the small clear puddle forming between the dragon’s clawed hind paws, his large maleness throbbing rapidly, indicating how turned on he was despite his multiple previous orgasms, looking ready for a few more rounds,. “And from what I see I’d say you’re enjoying it too.” cooed Lyam enticingly, widening his stance, posing so Nick could see his hard cock in all its glory. “Can’t say I don’t.” admitted Nick with a wry smile. “And you still dare to call me horny.” chuckled Lyam, changing position, pretending to be stretching, instead using this opportunity to give his mate an inviting, gorgeous view of his tailhole. “You’re still hornier than me though.” “I’d say we’re equally horny, you just don’t dare to admit it.” “Maybe.” shrugged Nick, crossing his arms over his chest, facing his mate with his hard cock proudly standing before him immediately attracting Lyam’s attention. “That’s always a sight that turns me on.” he purred, licking his lips in anticipation, admiring the turgid shaft with want and desire. “Oh, shut it, you can compliment me all you want I know you were quite eager to suck these two monsters he’s packing.” “As a matter of fact, I did, however that doesn’t mean I don’t love what you have in store just as much, if not more.” replied Lyam, staring hungrily at the cock bobbing before him, his own throbbing in excitement. “You flatterer.” sighed Nick, feigning doubt. “Really, I mean it, I was just eager for some in depth exploration.” “That was very deep indeed.” chuckled Nick, the two sharing a wide smile, their eyes sparkling with malice. Lyam suddenly flinched, a pained grimace twisting his traits for a brief moment, his eyes darting down toward his achingly hard cock for a split second, right as it shot a long line of pre across the tile. “Shouldn’t have brought the subject up.” he muttered, his breathing growing slightly irregular. “Something wrong? Are you pent-up again?” enquired Nick, an amused smirk curling his lips. “Maybe a little.” muttered Lyam, “just… thinking about it… along with what I’m looking at right now makes me want a second round and, from what I’m seeing I’d say you’d be interested, am I right?” he added, swaying his rear invitingly. “Possibly, though I know someone else who would be interested.” said Nick as he circled around the dragon taking most of the available space in the cramped bathroom, making his way toward the shower. “Definitely.” giggled Lyam, amused, “Hold on, wait a second.” he gasped, his voice turning into a high-pitched squeak. Nick turned around, finding his mate staring at him with wide, shocked eyes, his maw opened at its fullest, unveiling rows of sharp fangs, his lower jaw hanging so low it felt like it would fall off. “Something wrong?” asked Nick casually, as if nothing was out of the ordinary. “I must be dreaming… yes this must be a dream, this can’t be true.” stammered Lyam, trembling like a leaf. Nick only grinned, standing near the shower, setting everything up for them, observing his mate with untold amusement, loving his puzzled expression, delighted to see him left speechless. “N-nick did you… r-r-really say what I-I t-t-thing you s-said?” squawked Lyam in a mix of confusion and disbelief. “I think you heard me quite well.” simply replied Nick, as if it was nothing. “You’re amazing!” cheerfully shouted the dragon. Before Nick could react he was suddenly thrusted against the shower wall, pinned against the slick panel by a familiar presence, the contact of warm, smooth scales pressing against his skin sending a blissful shiver down his spine. Then, a large bulky snout appeared in front of him, rapidly closing in until it was pressed against his face, thick scaly lips kissing his own with a wild, burning passion. He didn’t try to resist, wrapping his arms around the strong, scaly dragon standing before him, slowly fondling them, listening to the low purrs his touch triggered. Lyam had risen to his hind paws, his front paws resting on the slippery wall on either side of his head, his neck craned down to be at his level. He could feel the heat radiating from his cock, seeping under his skin, causing his own maleness to throb with a renewed vigor. The broad, slimy tongue of his mate slipped between his lips, poking at his own with a rough gentleness, asking for entrance, his jaws parting almost instantly to let it in, shuddering in utter delight when it invaded his mouth, intertwining with his own tongue, the deep growls vibrating in the draconic throat reverberating in his very bones. The kiss deepened their heads tilting to the side, their jaws locking, or rather Lyam’s larger jaws engulfing him like he was some tasty snack, their tongues entering the other’s maw, coiling and uncoiling together in a wild, passionate dance. “You really are a surprising man.” let out Lyam after withdrawing from the kiss, his tongue limply hanging out on the side of his gaping maw, his breathing short and ragged, his eyes shining with a bright, warm light of love, joy and desire. “What did you expect? I can change my mind too you know.” “True, but this… this really is a surprise to me!” exclaimed Lyam, as unexpecting as he was rejoiced by the news. “Last time I checked I did agree to give it a try you know.” “And so, what was the outcome of this test?” murmured Lyam. “You already know the answer, even that horny brain of yours can figure it out.” “You’re right, I do.” purred Lyam, his tail wagging happily, “I’m just happy to hear you liked it and… to be honest I wasn’t expecting you to offer a second round.” “What can I say, I had a fun time with both of you, however don’t think it means you can go screw around with whoever you want.” “No worries there, even my horny brain had figured that out.” chuckled Lyam, nuzzling the human affectionately, “besides I don’t want to ever repeat the same mistake.” Nick only nodded, sensing the sincerity in Lyam’s word, witnessing for himself the truth and honesty shining bright in his amber irises. “I want you to know that, even with how horny I can be, how much I may crave for sex, my heart beats for you and you only.” “I know Lyam, I know.” he whispered in a comforting tone, affectionately caressing the slick scaly cheek. “I mean it Nick, I truly mean it, from the bottom of my heart, I don’t want you to think I’m abandoning you if we go further with this; I want you above all else and nothing will change that.” “I do to; you big horny lizard.” he murmured lovingly, planting another kiss on the very tip of Lyam’s snout, the dragon flinching and wiggling in response, “I love you with all my heart” The two lovers stood there, holding, nuzzling, cuddling and caressing each other, in the peace and quiet of the silent bathroom, the already hot, damp air becoming moist with their deeply intertwining musk, their arousal growing in time with their loving embrace the outside world fading away, leaving only the two of them, savoring the moment. “You know what I want right now?” whispered Lyam in a barely audible tone, like he was about to tell him a big secret. “Let me guess, I’d say it has something to do with a certain… phallic object.” innocently murmured Nick, sneakily glancing down at the sizeable red member pulsing impatiently between them. “Let’s not beat around the bush, we don’t have time for that. I want your big juicy cock inside me, right here, right now.” let out Lyam in an aroused rumble. “That was pretty easy to guess.” “I know right, so what do you say? Do you want to have some fun now or keep round two for later?” questioned the dragon, tongue dashing over his lips, a deep, aroused growl filling the silence between them, the air seemingly thickening with an alluring, musky fragrance. “I think we should take care of this.” simply replied Nick, nodding toward the thick fleshy rod bouncing between his mate’s legs. “Oh why the hurry? I mean, I don’t mind going around like this for a while longer if you prefer.” “You could yes, and knowing you, you’d definitely do it, but I think it wouldn’t be appropriate.” “Yes… I guess you’re right.” sighed Lyam disappointedly, taking a step back, a saddened expression darkening his traits, “there are time where one’s sword must remain sheathed, and it is one such occasion.” he sighed, turning his attention toward the door. “Stop pretending Lyam, we both know what it means.” “Too bad, I just wanted you to say it.” sighed Lyam, a wry smile drawing on his lips. “I know, but there’s no time to play game, so hop in.” said Nick, designating the shower cubicle. The next instant Lyam was on his back, trying his best to fit his large frame into the tiny shower, crawling up inside, creating a lot of rather concerning noises, his paws kicking against the floor and walls, his tail scraping along the time, his horns bumping against the wall, leaving small dents in their wake, but in the end he managed to stuff himself in the narrow space, his position looking quite uncomfortable, yet leaving his hard shaft in plain sight. Nick stood there, his gaze strolling along the unique, appealing form of the dragon, this vision bringing unfathomable amounts of joy and desire to him, warmth filling both his chest, and other parts of him. His gaze however, constantly seemed drawn down toward something he knew all too well, not trying to resist it, letting it happen, marveling at the pristine golden and inky black scales, although they were soaked in cum and other fluids. Before his eyes could come across their target he took a step forward, straddling Lyam’s tail, lowering himself until he was crawling up on his mate, the two of them looking at each other the entire time. “So, how do you want to do it.” enquired Lyam, barely containing his excitement. “Well, we gotta be quick, otherwise they might start getting a little suspicious.” “I agree, then get to it you big stud.” growled Lyam enticingly, his tail curling inward, the tip sensually trailing over his cheeks. “Well, there’s still an issue we need to take care of.” let out Nick, flinching from the unexpected contact, Lyam appearing disappointed by the unexpected hurtle. “What now?” he growled annoyedly. “Well, just look between your legs.” Lyam froze, startled, confused, frowning in bewilderment, unsure if Nick was joking or not; however, after a few seconds of a heavy, tensed silence his lips curled into a playful, amused smirk. “Oh I see, we don’t have time yet you still wanna fool around with me. That issue as you call it is the exact reason why I want you inside me, right here and now, so stop messing around before I pin you down and milk you dry. That is, unless you want it of course.” de growled in an enticing manner, his smile growing wider with each honeyed word slipping out of his maw. “No, I’m not playing with you, well… not that much, but anyway, that’s not the point. What I was trying to say is that we don’t wanna make a bigger mess than it already is, don’t we?” “As much as I’d love it, you’re right.” huffed Lyam, his smile melting away as quickly as it had appeared, “so what do you propose besides sucking my cock of course.” “I have an idea in mind.” mysteriously whispered Nick, planting a quick kiss on Lyam’s lips, right as his tongue darted out, “and since I also must keep that big mouth of yours shut, I think we don’t have much of a choice.” “Enlighten me then, because I really don’t see how you could do all of these things at the same time.” purred the dragon, visibly thrilled by what was about to happen. “You really don’t have an idea?” “What if I do? In any case I want to hear you say it, I wanna see the naughty side of you come out.” he cooed invitingly, squirming below the man lying on him. “In that case.” let out Nick, planting his eyes deep in the shimmering amber irises, “you remember that position you take when you’re taking care of yourself? Well then I want you to do it now.” Lyam happily nodded in agreement, loving where things were heading, nuzzling his mate one last time before twisting his neck down, using his hind paws and tail to back up further against the wall, giving himself better access, his tongue already sticking out, caressing the sensitive tip of his own maleness. “Come on, don’t be shy, suck it.” encouraged Nick, getting into position in the meantime, lining himself with the gaping, clenching tailhole, the head of his maleness brushing against the muscular ring. Lyam was quick to comply with an unmistakable eagerness, his jaws parting open, his tongue sliding out of his drooling maw, slowly, sensually curling around his twitching shaft, teasing the sensitive ridges lining his meaty cock, aiming the tip toward the awaiting depth of his oral cavity, letting pre squirt freely inside, rolling down into his throat. Then, as his agile appendage, had coiled around half of his length he began lowering his snout again the tip sliding smoothly in his heated mouth, the sensitive member pulsing eagerly, squirting pre at a rapid pace. Nevertheless, despite his boiling lust he took things slowly, very slowly taking ridge after ridge at a snail’s pace, keeping his eyes homed on Nick at all time, challenging him to command him. Nick, undeterred by Lyam’s playful provocation focused his attention solely on the tight, inviting entrance awaiting him, begging for him, rubbing against his hard member. Mimicking Lyam’s action he slowly pushed his way in, the dragon flinching and tensing while his hole gave way without resistance, allowing entrance to the invader, the thick human length spreading his walls apart, sending blissful jolts in every fiber of his being, coaxing a low, delighted coo from his stuffed maw. Without warning Nick suddenly picked up the pace, slamming hard and deep into Lyam’s tailhole, sending a shockwave of utter pleasure rushing over the horny dragon as his prostate was ruthlessly stabbed by the hard pole of flesh, his entire frame quivering in bliss as pre shot deep into his maw, the sudden surge of pleasure making his head spin. Then, right as he was beginning to understand what had just happened two hands firmly gripped his horns, using them like handles, forcing his head down upon his own cock, pushing inch after inch into his salivating cavity. He didn’t try to resist, letting it happen, blushing profusely in shock and disbelief as control was ripped away from him, leaving him silenced by his own large cock, his lips kissing his bulbous knot, unable to pull back, protest or spit his maleness out, gagging on the tip threatening to slide into his unprepared throat. Yet, despite his puzzlement he knew exactly what to do, surrendering fully, a happy grin drawing on his lips as his tongue and maw went to work pleasuring his maleness, sucking, licking and fondling the entire length of his turgid erection, his eyes homed down on his mate’s crotch, watching the regular back and forth motions of the human thrusting in his quivering depth, sending a thrill of excitement down his spine. “I hope you’re comfy because this is about to get very wet.” warned Nick, temporarily letting go of his horns to turn the water on, heated liquid gushing from the showerhead, raining down on the two of them. Unable to speak with his mouth full he only repeatedly slammed his tail into the ground as a sign of anticipation, lapping eagerly at his throbbing dick while his rear was pounded by the one he loved, waves after waves crashing down upon his weakened mental defenses, pouring in his lust-clouded brain, sending him into a world of pure pleasure in which he happily drifted away. Pleasure rushed through him, flooding every inch of his being as the hot waters trickled down his scales, washing away every strand of cum clinging to his hide, the soothing warmth it gave him intertwining with the blooming pleasure filling his being. His hole quivered and clenched around the thick cock spreading him wide, feeling it throb and twitch inside him, spewing thick lines of slick pre all over his walls, mixing with all the cum and other fluids coating his walls, making each thrust smoother than the last. Meanwhile his own member jumped in the tight confines of his maw, gushing with thick ropes of salty pre, it’s strong, potent flavor assaulting his senses, his ridges flaring and flexing, his knot engorging even further, pressed against his lips. His tongue coiled around his rock-hard member, thick saliva coating his entire length as it stroked up and down his turgid erection, circling around the tip, trailing down his ridged underside, gliding over his knot, leaving not a single inch untouched, triggering a cascade of pleasurable jolts and shivers. Nick wasn’t losing a single second of it, thrusting as deep as he could, sinking all the way to the hilt in Lyam’s heated, convulsing rear, his member wildly throbbing and twitching in the narrow, undulating cavern. The wet slapping noise of his hips as they smacked those golden scales was enthralling, fueling the blazing lust flowing in his veins like liquid fire, the strong, yet sensual embrace of Lyam’s muscular walls cradling and massaging his cock causing wave after wave of pleasure that washed over his entire frame, drowning him in an all-consuming bliss. His grip on the dragon’s horns tightened as he leaned forward, entering the cascade of steaming hot jets, tensing and trembling under the intense surge of hot water streaming down and around his back, Lyam glancing up at him, a smirk curling the corner of his lips. With this new angle he doubled his effort, plowing with all his might at the ravenous tailhole, his cock plunging as deep as it could, stabbing right into some of Lyam’s most pleasurable spots. The dragon arched below him, a muffed cry escaping his maw, his hips bucking uncontrollably, impaling himself onto the human and slamming his own cock into his stuffed maw, gagging himself in one simple, forceful motion. Nick grinned, satisfied, listening to the muffed gulps and gurgles coming from Lyam, pre oozing out at the corner of his maw, his overflowing fluids too much for him to swallow. He doubled his efforts, pounding away faster, harder, deeper, pummeling the spot that made Lyam tremble to his very core, his hole rhythmically clenching hard around him, milking him for all he was worth. Lyam’s eyes rolled back in his skull, his brain blanking, overwhelmed by a torrent of raw, carnal pleasure originating from the depth of his anatomy, washing over him in mere second, leaving him panting and trembling in it’s aftershock. Pre gushed from his stiff cock with a renewed vigor, turning into an almost uninterrupted stream, struggling to cope with the sheer amount he was producing, unable to swallow it all. Delightful shudders shock his very frame as Nick’s pace picked up once again, roughly and thoroughly breeding him just the way he loved it, the way he firmly held onto him, pinning his snout against his knot, his nostrils full of the heady concoction of their blended musky scents. He could feel the pressure welling up in his loins, soaring high thanks to the wild, intense breeding he was subjected too, pleasure shooting in his veins, pouring in his numb, fogged brain. The best part however was that he knew Nick was right on the edge, nearing his own peek, the way his stiff cock jumped and flexed in his rear, spurting thick globes of precum told him all he needed to know. Anticipation shook his entire frame, as if he had just been struck by lightning, his tongue ferociously swirling around his rock-hard cock, squeezing and stroking his overstimulated length, trying to keep up the pace with his mate. However, Nick had somewhat different plans in mind, loosening his grip slightly on his horns, pulling him up instead of forcing him down onto his own knot. Lyam was puzzled when he felt himself being dragged backward, his knot inching further away, his glistening, saliva coated ridged shaft exposed under the whitish light of the room. Yet he didn’t protest, rather he was curious to see what his mate had in mind, and he wouldn’t have to wait for long to find out. Suddenly, right when Nick began pulling out he was slammed back down onto his cock, the tip poking at the back of his throat, the fat, bulbous knot smashing against his snout, causing a powerful gush of pre to erupt from his hardened maleness, splattering all over his maw. Huffing and gasping in surprise he swallowed a large mouthful of salty, tangy essence, more already pooling on his tongue, coming in strong, large spurts from his spasming tip. A split second later his head was forcefully yanked up, lips and tongue dragging over his ridged shaft right as Nick’s cock slammed all the way in his trembling, convulsing depth, taking a jab at his concealed prostate. Every fiber of his body trembled in pure raw, untamed pleasure, his insides clamping shut around Nick, drawing out a large spurt of pre from his stiff cock, the dragon’s rod jumping and twitching violently, spraying thicker, creamier essence that almost tasted like cum. Lyam let out a muffed though very audible moan, a gleeful expression illuminating his traits, his eyes and mind becoming a blur, lost in a thick, impenetrable haze of lust and pleasure. He fully gave into the sheer volume of pleasure submerging him, letting his mate take full control, only sucking and licking his madly throbbing erection, letting him take the reins as he saw fit, loving every second of it, wanting this moment to last forever. Nick ruthlessly slammed deep into Lyam’s tailhole, panting and grunting in bliss, ramming his stiff cock hard and fast into the slickened cavern, the pressure quickly rising to it’s highest levels, his heavy balls churning with a fresh batch of seed. Lyam was just as close if not more, violently trembling under each impact of Nick’s cock into his ravenous vent, his hips bucking upward, grinding his scales against his mate’s soft, smooth skin, taking him whole inside him, stuffing his maw as much as he could, the tip sometime slipping into his throat. Their pace increased yet again, their thrusts turning into quick, ruthless, irregular pounding, the wet slapping of their hips managing to surpass the sound of the shower, Lyam’s moans and groans loud enough to be heard despite the massive cock buried in his maw, the pressure in their loins unbearable, the crave for release reaching an all time high. Lyam, on the brink of his climax gave one single, forceful push with his hips, shoving Nick’s rapidly throbbing cock as deep as it could reach inside him, in the process impaling himself onto his own cock, the head pushing deep inside his throat as his knot parted his jaws wide around it’s massive, engorged lobes. A sharp, high-pitched cry of orgasmic delight burst from Lyam’s full maw, reverberating through his rigid length, so stiff it was almost painful, his every muscles clenching hard, trapping Nick inside, milking his painfully hard cock for all he had, pushing him over the edge. In perfect sync they came, jets of scalding hot cum bursting from their respective maleness, Nick’s essence splashing deep in Lyam’s rear, joining his previous loads, sloshing around in the rapid squeezes and undulation of the mighty climax rocking his frame. Lyam was all but silenced, his cheeks bulged outward, only a muffed gurgle filling the silence, interspersed by louder gulping sounds, torrents of thick virile cum cascading down in his throat, his musky fragrance exploding in the damp air, enveloping them both. They stood there, quiet, Nick biting his lips to not cry out in extasy, shaken by tremors of the purest, most carnal form of pleasure, not moving a muscle, savoring each second, each spurt of his seed flying into the dragon’s rear. Lyam was shivering from head to toe, every scale chilling in blissful relief, overtaken by the familiar feeling of well—being that came with his climax, thick ropes of gooey semen gushing from his bloated tip, spraying all over his throat and maw, some of it, unable to be swallowed dripping from the corner of his lips. Nick finally let out a relieved sigh, panting raggedly, trembling atop the dragon, letting go of his horns, finding a better grip to steady himself. Lyam, in spite of the overwhelming orgasm washing over him, making it hard to think, managed to free himself from his cock, gasping and panting for breath, his still throbbing member springing out of his maw, spewing clear ropes of pearlescent semen everywhere, long strands of sticky, still warm cum dangling from his chin and lips. Nick just had enough time to look down before the dragon’s snout rushed straight at him, his thick, scaly lips pressed against his own in a deep, loving kiss. The potent scent and flavor of his cock and seed were everywhere, enthralling, overpowering but Nick didn’t mind, only flinching slightly from the unexpected contact, startled for an instant before giving in. Deep rumbling purrs vibrated in Lyam’s throat, echoing inside him, their passionate embrace growing deeper, more intense, their jaws parting as their head tilted to one side. In an instant they were locked in a loving kiss, their tongues lashing forward, mingling and dancing together in their joined maws, the potent, alluring flavor of the dragon’s virile essence invading his own mouth permeating through every inch of the dragon’s fanged maw. At the same time his hand, trembling with the powerful waves of pleasure pounding inside him, traced down Lyam’s belly, dipping in heated pools of sticky essence, following the curve of his haunches until he found his mark. Slowly his fingers rose, gliding along the heated, wildly bouncing pole that was Lyam’s cock, coated in a thick mix of saliva and cum, cum cascading down it’s slippery surface. Without hesitation his hand wrapped around the spasming shaft, giving it a gentle squeeze, causing more cum to burst out, hitting his chest, painting his skin white with long strands of his hot seed. Lyam purred in their kiss, a glimmer of malice shining in his foggy eyes, his own paw joining with some difficulty, wrapping around Nick’s own, helping to guide the stream fo pungent, manly seed over both of them, covering them in his sticky goo. Their kiss only deepened further while long jets splashed across scales and skin, their muffed groans and coos intertwining in the silence. Without being noticed Nick’s climax had ended, leaving him basking in the soothing warmth of the afterglow, the last drops of clearer seed trickling down his softening saft. Lyam’s own climax was still going, although it began to near it’s end as well, his spurts of cum now raining down on their intermingled paw and hand, triggering blissful shivers, the dragon’s much larger tongue pulling Nick into the depth of his fanged maw, their saliva mixing and dripping along their chins, their panting breathes answering each other, sometime interrupted by a low, whimpered moan. At last, with one last spurt of cum Lyam’s peek reached it’s end, leaving them both panting and trembling in utter delight, Nick wiggling himself free of the dragon’s hungry walls, followed by a rivulet of fresh seed. “Hmmm… now I think we are good for a very… thorough cleaning…” cooed Lyam, pulling away, panting shivering, eyes full of a burning passion, a satisfied and grateful expression floating on his traits. At his words his rear tensed and flex, his inner walls clenching, forcing out a large amount of cum, the pearlescent goo trickling along his scales. “Yes indeed.” confirmed Nick, taking a gander at the mess they had made, a feeling of pride crawling over him as his gaze fell upon Lyam’s gaping hole. “I love doing this with you…” murmured Lyam, his eyes falling upon his half-hard cock, slowly retreating back into hiding, covered in a thick layer of saliva, pre and cum. “Me too…” whispered Nick in return, reaching over the dragon to grab a large soap bottle precariously standing on the edge of the shelf, offering him a gorgeous view of his cum-covered chest and belly in the process. “Too bad we don’t have more time, I wouldn’t have minded a second round.;” “Don’t push your luck Lyam.” grunted Nick, turning the water off, pouring a large amount of a light green soap on Lyam’s belly. “It’s cold!” squeaked the dragon, trashing and bucking below him. “Sorry.” apologized Nick, a slight devious smirk materializing at the corner of his lips, his hands plunging into the thick, gooey substance, spreading it all over Lyam’s scales, making sure it seemed in deep between the cracks, rubbing and scrubbing vigorously until a light whitish foam appeared, a potent, foreign scent flooding the small cabin. Nick’s gaze fell upon his mate’s forepaws, held in a peculiar way with their palms facing up, as if expecting something. He smirked, knowing exactly what the dragon wanted, letting go of the soap bottle, grabbing a second one, this smaller bottle almost slipping from his slickened hands. Without hesitation he spread a generous amount of a thinner, lighter, reddish soap on each paw before discarding the bottle, Lyam offering him a grateful smile. “Argh… gosh… ok you’re right… it’s freezing!” he yelped, tensing when the cold substance came in contact with his skin, Lyam’s strong forepaws resting on his back. “Told you…” chuckled Lyam, a satisfied, sadistic grin on his face, his paws slowly sliding down his back, spreading the icy cold red goo over his chilling skin. Nick shuddered under the soft caress of the two strong, clumsy paws trailing down his back, mimicking the dragon’s affection as best he could, causing him to tense and shiver in return, deep purrs and coos rising from his slightly parted maw. Then, out of nowhere Nick sensed a sudden pressure against his back; before he could realize what it was or steady himself he was roughly shoved forward, falling flat onto the dragon’s soap-coated belly, whitish foam flying in all direction. A loud, playful giggle rose from above him, Lyam’s paws continuing their slow descent along his back, this time enjoying a much better reach, spreading the soap and foam mixture over his skin more effectively. “You could have asked me you know…” he grunted, shivering delightfully under the soft caresses. “Yes, I could, but I couldn’t risk having you say no, could I?” purred the dragon in return, giving him an affectionate nuzzle, “Besides, I wanted to have you close to me, you’ve done so much for me, it’s only fair I return the favor, especially after what you just did to me even though… I wish we had more time to truly enjoy it.” Nick only smiled, planting a furtive kiss on the side of his snout, rubbing his slender neck with his soap-drenched hands, leaving white trails behind. Lyam didn’t mind the slightest, instead answering by placing one of his forepaws on top of his head, making an absolute mess of his waterlogged hairs, the two exchanging a playful giggle and glance. “I love you.” Whispered Nick, diving into the glowing amber irises. “I love you too…” murmured Lyam in return, inching closer until their lips met again, delving into a deep, passionate kiss, their paws and hands skillfully caressing and massaging the other. ----------------------------------------------Later the same day------------------------------ “Very interesting…” muttered Lyam under his breath. Nick, intrigued turned his attention to the dragon sitting next to him on the comfortable, leather seats, discovering Lyam absorbed by his contemplation of the outside world beyond the window, even though there wasn’t much to see. His tail wagged and his eyes sparkled with utmost curiosity, as if he had discovered the most fascinating of all things, his attention rapidly switching from one thing to another has they passed by. This vision brought a small, amused smile to Nick’s face, seeing his mate’s happy face enlightened by curiosity and the joy of discovery making him just as happy. “What’s interesting?” he enquired, drawing Lyam’s attention back to him, the dragon turning his head toward him, a goofy smile plastered across his face. “I didn’t expect them to have roads, and such a developed network to be honest.” let out the dragon, marveling at the unknown structures around them. “That’s kinda silly don’t you think.” he chuckled amusingly. “How so?” asked Lyam, tilting his head to the side slightly. “Well, you’ve been out on many occasions, you’ve seen their vehicles, heck you even told me about it in details about it, so what’s so special about this?” replied Nick, waving at the world outside. “Well, simply that I did not expect them to have such a network between different parts of the city, knowing how deadly the jungle is it really is a surprise to me.” “Oh, yeah I see what you mean.” mumbled Nick, glancing outside at the crude, bare concrete walls. They had been traveling for about thirty minutes, comfortably seated in a large, luxurious vehicle that contrasted with the bare, greasy, and rusted transport vessels they had been accustomed to. At first they had been taken aback by the fact they had been brought down to street level instead of up toward the rooftop, but the reason why had been made very clear once they had stepped outside. A sudden, powerful, bone-chilling gust of wind had washed over them with such force it was enough to stagger them back, making flight nearly impossible judging by how everything in the street was being sent flying like ragdolls. They had quickly stepped into the vehicle awaiting them, relieved to be out of the icy, roaring wind billowing over the city, remnant of the mighty storm that had just roared over their heads. A good part of the journey had been spent making their way into the maze of streets that made up the district in which Dereck lived, forced to alter their course on multiple occasions due to some damage caused by the recent storm, taking detour after detour, even needing to backtrack on a few occasions. Still, approximately ten minutes ago they had engaged onto a downward slope leading straight to the gaping mouth of a large car tunnel sinking deeper into the earth. By that point they had reached the edge of this part of the city, the protective forcefield glowing right over their heads before they ventured into the dimly lit depth of the tunnel. At first they had thought it to only be a straight line leading to another part of the city, but they were quickly proven wrong as more junctions materialized around them, large signs pointing in unknown directions, all of them written in a language incomprehensible to them. The road was empty except for their large, impressive convoy, the group of vehicles making their way further, unstopped, uninterrupted, heading toward an unknown destination. They were both admittedly concerned, not liking the turn things were taking, the dark, shadowy tunnel sending shivers down their spine, anxiety rising with each minute spent under the crust of the earth. Even the lavish interior, food and relative lack of guards wasn’t enough to make them relax, the two of them staying on edge, always watching, always listening, always expecting, preparing for the worst. They hadn’t been given much information regarding their destination, and the two guards sitting on the opposite side of the limousine, keeping watch over them weren’t helping them feel confident at all. To make matters worse Dereck had been taken to another vehicle ahead of them in the convoy, joined by the lady from the ministry of foreign affairs, the wolf looking shy, embarrassed and submitted, not daring to look at either of them even once, remaining silent like a tomb for the entirety of what little time they had spent together before leaving his apartment. Nick glanced over his shoulder, his eyes immediately falling upon the military vehicle trailing behind them, the large, bulky transport blocking all hopes of escape in the dark tunnel, the four soldiers inside keeping an eye on them at all times. If that wasn’t enough he could clearly see the weapon strapped to the roof of the vehicle, the black metallic barrel pointed at them since the very instant they had left, a clear warning that any suspicious motion would be met with a hail of deadly projectiles. On top of that he knew that, right in front of them a similar vehicle led the way, sandwiching them, leaving nowhere to go but forward. The convoy was composed of ten vehicles counting the two limos in which they and Dereck were sitting. There were two that Nick could only assume were police cars of some sort which stood at the very front and back of the column, clearing the way for them, making sure that all other cars stayed at a good distance. Then there were four armored military transports escorting them, one on either side of their vehicle, a third right at the front before Dereck’s car, and the last one at the very rear, all carrying heavy, impressive weaponries. All of them were packed with fully armed soldiers looking quite displeased to be assigned to this escort duty, or perhaps it was because they were protecting aliens, it was hard to tell. Finally, right behind the armored transport tailing them, there were two large trucks stuffed to the brim with their things, their drivers looking equally nervous and apprehending. In a way, all this protection and security made them feel rather important, yet also trapped, held captive, the mix of the two opposite feelings forming a confusing concoction that kept them both in a state of constant doubt. “Where do you think they’re taking us?” enquired Lyam, breaking the heavy silence as the convoy took a right turn into another, narrower tunnel. “No idea, I can’t read any of the signs.” “Well, I can but even that isn’t helping me much.” shrugged Lyam, his voice trembling with concern. “It’s alright, I guess we just have to wait and see.” murmured Nick with the most reassuring tone he could muster, which didn’t seem to comfort Lyam at all. “So, what do you think they have planned for us?” asked Lyam after another long, heavy silence. “Well, I don’t know. If what they said means the same thing it does for us then it would be something fancy, like the kind of place where you’d house diplomats and other politicians.” suggested Nick. “Either that, or it is the oldest and stupidest trick I’ve ever seen.” chuckled the dragon. “You’re right.” admitted Nick, a sly smirk curling his lips. “I hope it’s the former though, I wouldn’t mind some extra comfort.” let out Lyam, resting his snout on Nick’s shoulder, “Not that I didn’t like Dereck’s apartment but it was a bit cramped for me.” “Yeah, especially the shower part.” chuckled Nick with a knowing grin. “That is very true, although I know you enjoyed that part a lot.” enticingly purred Lyam, his eyes glinting with malice. “Can’t say I didn’t.” he admitted, affectionately patting the heavy head resting on his shoulder, listening to the deep rumble building in Lyam’s throat. “It’s sad we never got to take a shower together onboard the ship, at least there I could fit in the bathroom.” “Maybe, but back then I’d never have accepted such an offer coming from you and your lusty brain.” retorted Nick. “I know, but that’s a really a shame, we could have done so much in there.” purred Lyam, winking at his mate. “Knowing you, I can tell where this would have led in the end.” “Like you’d be against it.” snorted the dragon, throwing him a devious look. “In the past, definitely.” grunted Nick. “And now?” interrogated Lyam, inching closer until scales and skin brushed in a soft, intimate caress. “Well, I wouldn’t be against doing more of it.” he responded, turning toward Lyam, planting a loving kiss on his snout, the dragon turning his again at this exact moment, causing their lips to make contact, the two of them seeming as surprised as they were delighted by this sweet contact. They stared at each other, at first unexpecting, but quickly giving into the kiss, letting their lips join fully, Nick’s hands reaching out to cup and fondle the large scaly snout, trailing along the smooth scales, eliciting deep rumble-like purrs that vibrated in the dragon’s throat. Quickly their kiss deepened, the couple oblivious to the fact they were being watched, or rather not caring a single second about it, simply enjoying the moment together for as long as it would last. Their jaws parted, head tilting to the side as their kiss deepened, tongues entering each other’s mouth, coiling, dancing together, saliva mixing and sloshing around in their interlocked jaws. Lyam’s breath still reeked of the thick, potent smell of cum blended in his hungry maw but he didn’t mind the slightest, giving into the kiss, his hands traveling down the long scaly neck, caressing Lyam’s chest, feeling his heart beat under the scaly hide, deep growls of pure pleasure and joy reverberating into each and every bone of his body. All of this happened under the watchful eye of the two soldiers facing them, the men glancing at each other in dismay, perplexed, puzzled but equally intrigued by the sight of the two males of completely different and unknown species kissing so deeply, so passionately, making the bond they shared clear to everyone. The fact they were doing it so openly despite their presence was a clear sign that it wasn’t secret or taboo for either of them, leaving the two guards uncertain, uncomfortable and unsure, silently wondering if they should let them continue or stop them. They opted for the latter, remaining as quiet as possible, not making a single sound to not disturb the unusual alien couple. Finally, after maybe a minute or two of intense kissing, Nick and Lyam separated, panting raggedly, their breathes shallow and irregular, their mouth full of the flavor of one another, their respective warmth seeping beneath their skin or scales, an expression of satisfaction floating on their face, their eyes glazed with a burning passion and mutual desire for one another. “You know, there’s one thing I hope there is wherever they’re taking us.” cooed Lyam between two rapid exhales. “And what is it?” asked Nick, feigning ignorance. “A big, shower, one where I can stand up without threatening to ruin my back all the time, one where we can have al the fun we want, with… maybe more than the two of us.” he purred enticingly, arousal peaking in his voice, his snout sensually grinding against Nick’s cheek, sending a delightful chill down the human’s spine. “You little pervert, you never stop thinking about it.” giggled Nick, gently pushing Lyam away. “With you around me it’s hard to.” rumbled the horny dragon, the heat from his burning, lustful gaze seeping under his skin. “Not only me if I heard right.” “Hey, it’s you who offered this.” squeaked Lyam, confused, wondering if he had done something wrong, “but if you prefer, we can do it together, just the two of us, like before.” “Relax, I’m just messing with you.” chuckled Nick, affectionately patting the bulky draconic snout resting on his shoulder, from which countless honeyed, arousing words came out. “But don’t make it a habit.” “Of what? Having a certain wolf join us?” mischievously retorted Lyam, “I know you liked it quite a lot, especially with all the attention you got from them.” He continued with the same tone, “But still you’re right, besides, I have everything I need right here, close at hand.” he ended, his clawed paw reaching out, seemingly inadvertently caressing his crotch. Nick tensed, shivered, stiffening the low groan building up in his throat, trying to act as normally as possible, fully aware that they were being watched. Lyam on his end couldn’t care less, as usual, not letting this stop him, the dragon continuing what he had started, leaning onto his mate, nuzzling, licking and kissing him affectionately, dragging his broad, agile tongue along his bare, sensitive skin, his paws playfully fondling in the vicinity of his groin, causing a slight tent to appear in the thick fabric. “Lyam, seriously.” he huffed through gritted teeth, trying his hardest to keep a serious face, trembling and quivering under the many caresses. “Sorry, can’t help it.” giggled the playful dragon, swiftly pulling away delighted by what his eyes and his nose briefly caught. “Now’s not the time Lyam.” he grunted, breathing slowly to appease the boiling volcano of his lust the dragon’s touch had awoken. “Now is always a good time Nick.” retorted the dragon. “Excuse me…” shyly called an unfamiliar voice full of embarrassment and uncertainty. Instantly the two lovers turned their attention toward the opposite end of the limo, coming face to face with one of the guards, a tall, muscular, impressive man resembling a bear stuffed in a tight, impeccably white uniform. Despite his imposing stature, prominent musculature and the heavy weapon he clutched in his hands, the man appeared timid, shy, uncertain, barely daring to speak up, squirming nervously on his seat, trying to make himself as small and unimpressive as possible. Nick could swear he saw, in the thick fur covering his face, the slight reddish hue of a blush spreading over his cheeks. “Yes… what can we do for you?” timidly asked Lyam, putting some distance between them. At a quick glance Nick could tell Lyam was uncomfortable, a rare sight for the devious dragon, his mate appearing uneasy his tail nervously swishing from side to side behind him. “I’m… very sorry to interrupt you but I must agree with your… companion, now is not the time for… this kind of thing.” “Oh… err… sorry about that but… be… be reassured we weren’t about to… you know…” stammered Lyam, a crimson red hue crawling over his inky black scales, his eyes darting everywhere, “we were just… fooling around… isn’t that right Nick?” he added, turning his snout toward him, his traits tensed, contorted in an expression of pure nervousness, begging him to come to his rescue. “Yeah don’t worry, it’s something normal with him, he’s a very… playful one.” calmly replied Nick, displaying a reassuring expression accompanied by a wry grin, while also trying his hardest to hide the noticeable tent in his trousers. “That’s… a relief…” let out the guard, grateful. “Wait, hold on a second, how did you even figure out what we were doing?” gasped Lyam, awestruck. “That’s a good question, were you eavesdropping on us?” interrogated Nick, suspicious. “But how, I shut down my translator. Didn’t you Nick?” squawked the dragon, pointing at the device stuck to his neck. “Nope, it’s been off for some time now.” “Don’t worry the reason for that is very simple.” reassured the tall guard, trying to be as calm as possible, “Our mission is to keep an eye on you for the entirety of the trip. That also implies listening to everything you say, for the better or worse.” explained the guard revealing the cleverly hidden device masked by the thick fabric of his uniform. “Oh I see, better be careful with what I say then.” sniggered Lyam, quickly collecting himself, regaining his usual, devious nature. “That would be a wise choice indeed.” confirmed the guard, oblivious to the mischievous glow shining in Lyam’s eyes. Nick tensed, apprehending the latest trick the naughty dragon may have thought of, fearing the worst. Nevertheless, contradicting what he was expecting, silence fell upon the car, a calm, peaceful quiet, everyone seemingly relaxing, Lyam nestling close to him, resting his head on his shoulder, looking out the window, even though there wasn’t much to see outside, blasts of hot air from the dragon’s nostrils billowing over his exposed skin, causing him to flinch imperceptibly. His hand instinctively went up, finding the dragon’s neck, his fingers softly tracing along the smooth, warm scales, stroking up and down at a low pace, eliciting low, elated purrs from his mate. “So, since you can understand us, can you tell us where we are going exactly?” suddenly asked Lyam after long minutes of perfect, relaxing silence. The two guards flinched, unprepared for the sudden question, exchanging surprised, wondering glances before the one they had talked to earlier replied, “Well… I’m… sadly not allowed to disclose this kind of information, I know it’s stupid but it’s the orders I’ve received.” “Military command and their constant paranoia.” chuckled Nick, giving the man a knowing smile, causing him to raise a quizzical eyebrow. “Can’t you at least give us a hint?” questioned the dragon, adopting the most adorable, irresistible face Nick had ever seen, those amber eyes pleading for an answer. “I’m sorry but I really can’t, the best info I can share with you is that it will be very different from what you have seen so far.” “In a good way?” “Oh, in a very good way!” shouted the soldier in envy. “Now I’m curious to see where we are going.” chirped Lyam, tail loudly thumping against the leather seat. “Don’t worry, you will see it with your own eyes in not too long.” confirmed the second guard. “He’s right, we should be there in… thirty minutes, give or take.” “Alright, that’s more info that I could have hoped for!” shouted the impatient dragon. Nick, despite his concern, found himself smiling, Lyam’s joy proving to be quite contagious, tickling a part of him in just the right way to make him ease and relax a little. After all, so far these people had held on to all their promises, why wouldn’t they this time? ------------------------------------------In another vehicle------------------------------------- “I see you decided to follow my advice.” let out his mother, in a cold, distant tone, the words almost spat, as if just saying it hurt his tongue. Dereck was startled, confused, taken aback by the sudden comment, left unable to speak or make sense of what she had just said. In a way he had expected it, prepared for it, at least at first yet it still managed to take him by surprise. They hadn’t talked much aside from a few quick, polite and distant words earlier in his apartment, most of the journey spent in a deep, heavy, freezing cold silence with only the distant yet audible rumbling of the engine and the crackling of the driver’s radio to disturb it. As such he had spent most of the trip looking outside at the city, his eyes wandering around the buildings, the parks, the shops, the streets as they traversed them, his heart gripped by a sudden sadness, as if saying farewell rather than goodbye to the place where he had lived for so many years. Now that they were in that dark, cold, endless tunnel his sadness and concern only grew, the silence becoming even harder to bear, the thickening air feeling like glue sticking to his throat and lungs. Even looking outside wasn’t helping him stay calm anymore, the obscure, endless tunnel seeming to get narrower with each mile, the rare lights indicating the road looking dimmer and dimmer, to the point they felt like whitish, useless dots lining the walls. All along he tried to remain calm, putting some semblance of order in the raging storm that were his thoughts, looking for a way he could explain how all of this had happened. Unfortunately, even for him who had lived and experienced it all, even with the warmth in his belly and the dull ache in his rear to prove and remind him of what had happened, he could not come up with a plausible explanation to give her. “Excuse me… w-what did you say?” he gasped in panic. “Don’t make me repeat it Dereck, you know what I’m talking about.” she sighed, not even looking at him, her gaze glued to the tablet in front of her. “Yes… yes I know what you’re talking about.” he murmured in a barely audible whisper, “but unlike what you may think, I didn’t follow any of your advice, it just… sort of… happened I guess….” “That’s the lamest excuse you ever gave me!” she exclaimed, a surprising but welcome smile warming her face, a sincere laughter following her words, leaving Dereck puzzled, “To be honest I don’t really care how you did it, that is none of my business, I just wish you had warned me of your plans beforehand. That way I wouldn’t have barged into your home at an impromptu moment like that.” “Mom, I swear to you I’m not lying, it’s not an excuse, I promise you I’m not making anything up.” he vigorously protested, causing his mother’s laughter to stop as abruptly as it had started. For the first time since the beginning of the conversation she turned her attention toward him, her ice blue eyes scrutinizing him from head to toe, piercing through him like sharp daggers, leaving him naked before her. He tensed, shaking uncontrollably, feeling vulnerable, cold, embarrassed yet he stared back at her, holding eye contact with her, witnessing as her expression shifted, from a mocking, smug knowing expression, to a mix of surprise, bewilderment and perplexity. He was proud to see her be the one on the receiving end of the surprise, taken aback, trying to make sense of what she had just been told. “I can see you’re saying the truth.” she admitted, dumbstruck, her expression speaking volumes, more than any word could ever hope to achieve, “then… how did it all happen?” “Well… it’s… quite long and… complicated… and very… unexpected.” murmured Dereck, nervously squirming on his seat. “I see… try summarizing it then.” “It was Lyam’s doing.” let out Dereck in a breath. “In a way I am not surprised.” chuckled his mother, offering him an understanding look, “though now I am even more intrigued.” Dereck gulped down, regretting his last words, apprehending how he would explain all of this to his mother, especially since he hadn’t told her about the earlier incident, nor about the footage his cameras had captured. “I know this look, you’re hiding something from me.” noted his mother, knowing her son all too well. Dereck only nodded, unsure, a bright red hue dying his cheeks, his fingers nervously clutching the too large pants he had put on in a hurry. “Well, let’s just say it’s a long story.” “I’m listening.” Dereck remained quiet, doubtful, embarrassed, looking down at his feet, unsure how and where to even begin; however, the more he thought about it the clearer one path became, the obvious solution imposing itself to him. “It all started… well on the first day I’d say but it really began when… I saw them… you know…” he explained, his blush deepening, words struggling to come out in coherent sentences, his hands gesturing, mimicking what he couldn’t describe. “Oh… ok, so you… stumbled upon them in the act.” she deduced, a slight pinkish hue forming on her pearlescent white fur. “Not quite… but sort of…” mumbled Dereck, growing increasingly embarrassed under the weight of his mother’s curious gaze, “let’s just say that… I saw something I wasn’t supposed to.” “Are you trying to tell me your cameras recorded something? Then why haven’t I been made aware of that?” she asked, frowning at him suspiciously. “Trust me that’s… not the kind of footage you’d want to see.” “Oh, it’s that kind of footage. You’re right I can do without those, have seen too many of these anyway.” she snorted, giving him a knowing, somewhat disapproving expression. “Regardless, I have to admit it got me quite… worked up…” admitted Dereck, ashamed of saying it out loud. “That is… unsettling but… not that… surprising.” “Whatever…” grunted Dereck, brushing her comment aside, “In any case, someone noticed and was quick to… take advantage of it.” “Let me guess, it was Lyam, wasn’t it? It would be quite in character for him to do that.” “Exactly…” sighed Dereck, recalling the embarrassing event that had resulted from it all. “So, what happened next?” “I think… I don’t need to describe it to you.” “True, I think I witnessed a part of it already.” “What!? No, I’m … I’m not talking about that.” His mother flinched, her expression changing again, becoming more curious, more confused, a little shocked as well, a perfect mix of bewilderment and dismay, her jaws moving yet no word came out. “Yes, before you ask, there was another time, a… first time if you will.” “Oh… I see…” she muttered, unsure if she wanted to know more, unwilling to imagine her son in more embarrassing position than what she had already seen. “You remember that first time you called me at dawn because Nick’s assistance had been requested by the salvage team?” continued Dereck. “It happened while he was away right?” deduced his mother, “though… why didn’t you inform us if you had the samples back then?” “It’s… more complicated than that.” sighed Dereck, “It just… happened, I wasn’t prepared for it at all, but Lyam has his ways of getting into one’s pants, and he’s quite talented when it comes to that kind of things.” “I see where this is going.” she let out, listening closely, taking mental notes regarding Lyam’s behavior, a part of her growing overly worried, wondering what this creature could do if given the opportunity. “That’s… not hard to guess…” giggled Dereck, his cheeks burning red in shame, “we did it in the living room. I’m not gonna lie, that felt great, as unexpected as it was, but we were so busy one of us heard Nick coming back.” “That’s a habit of yours?” she sniggered, referring to equally embarrassing moments of his life. “Sometimes I’m asking myself the same question.” grunted Dereck, staring intensely at the floor between his feet, “Anyway, when I realized we had been seen in a… clearly sticky situation I kinda… panicked and ran away. I was so scared, so horrified by what had just happened, by how easily Lyam had gotten to me that I… I completely forgot the mission. I just… cleaned myself as thoroughly as possible, destroying most of the samples in the process. I just… wanted to forget it, to erase it.” “I see, and judging by what you just told me that incident might have caused rising tension between them and you, so how did this happen again?” “To be honest I got lucky… at least I guess I was… they… talked about it… we talked about it and agreed to get over it and… to be frank I was fine with it. I had completely crossed that option in my mind, even if that meant gathering the samples the hard way, yet… as you have seen, things took a different turn and… one thing leading to another…” “Turns out they were wanting to do more with you.” she commented, seeing the bigger picture now, her son’s recollection giving her with more insight into the two aliens and their behavior. The silence fell again into the car, enveloping them both in its dark, cold tentacles, time seemingly slowing around them as the car took a sudden turn to the right, joining another road gently sloping up toward the surface, all this seemingly happening in slow motion. “So, what now?” asked his mother after a few minutes of reflection that felt like hours to him. “I don’t know… all of this was so sudden… so unexpected, I don’t know what to make of it.” admitted Dereck, clueless, still pleasantly shaken, and amazed by the delightful session he had experienced with the two males, “I… I guess I’ll… continue with the mission and see where it leads me.” “Good, good, regardless we still have a few samples we could use to speed up our analyses, the semen you provided will be a great help to us, but blood is what we are missing.” “That’s going to be much more difficult,” grunted Dereck, “I haven’t seen Lyam harmed enough to draw a single droplet of blood, his scales are tougher than you might think and to make it worse, whatever injury, heck even a fallen scale is almost instantly replaced by a new one.” “That’s… going to be an issue indeed, however I have faith you will find a solution, especially now that you have grown closer to them.” “We’ll see.” huffed Dereck, displeased by the idea, though thrilled by another prospect his mother’s word had hinted at, his gaze wandering outside, following the slick, greyish wall, tracing along old, rusting metal plates on which the direction was indicated, the words he managed to decipher confirming his earlier assumption. ------------------------------------------Thirty minutes later----------------------------------- “No way!” shouted Nick, eyes bulging wide in disbelief, his jaw dropping on a silent gasp of pure shock. “It’s… too good to be true… I must be dreaming!” exclaimed Lyam, stammering in disbelief, his snout looking in all directions, trying to see where the trick was, but there was none. They were both standing on an alley made of smooth stones, on the edge of a circular driveway, right next to their stopped car, eyes tilted up toward a large, gorgeous two-story building nestled in the middle of a large green garden of perfectly cut grass, flowers and bushes, large, reflecting windows adorning every wall, giving only a glimpse of the wonder that laid inside. “Damn, they weren’t joking at all…” muttered Nick, utterly petrified. The last time he had seen such a house was when he had been assigned to the security detail of an ambassador and, back then the whole unit could only marvel and envy the riches of the powerful man, knowing they would never have the wealth to own such a place. But now, even though it wasn’t his own, he was about to live in one of this kind of house he could have only dreamed of with his soldier salary. “I’ve… I’ve never been in such a place, it’s just huge!” squeaked Lyam, tail wagging excitedly, giving whoever happened to stand behind him, an unmissable view of his private parts. Nick could only nod in agreement, letting his gaze wander around the façade, noting all the details, trying to peer through the windows, only seeing his stunned face. However, one thing still bothered him, one thing that surpassed his amazement, keeping him on edge, suspicious and doubtful; the high wall surrounding the property, towering over two meters in height, leaving no chance to see the world outside. Adding to the prison feeling emanating from this place was the large metallic door sealing the only access to the house, locked by a complex mechanism, held in place by strong hinges and other systems, an obvious indication that there was no way out through this way without the proper means. Yet, despite his mounting concern he couldn’t help but be amazed by what he was seeing, unable to tell if it was all real. His eyes quickly scanned his surroundings, falling upon Dereck, the wolf discovering the house with the same blend of shock and awe, his confusion quite hilarious as his attention shifted back and forth between the house and the lady next to him. “Miss Swighraz, I must confess I had some doubts at first, but I see now that I was wrong, this is more than I could, I mean… than we could have hoped for.” exclaimed Lyam, grateful, his voice trembling uncontrollably. “I am pleased to hear you like it.” she politely replied, humbly bowing her head, “I told you we had prepared a more fitting place for people of your rank, and this is what I meant. After all, you are our honored guests, ambassadors of your distant world, and you should be treated as such.” “If I had been told that one day, I’d be treated like an ambassador…” mumbled Nick, speechless. “I wouldn’t have believed it either.” continued Lyam, equally stunned. “I understand it may be a great change for both of you, however I sincerely hope it is to your liking.” “Don’t give us wrong, we are extremely grateful,” replied Lyam politely, “it is just a lot to take in at once. I…. I mean we… never expected such treatment.” “It is very understandable,” she kindly let out, “this is the least we can do after all the troubles you went through.” “That is… very kind of you.” muttered Nick, still uneasy, tensed, looking back over his shoulder at the soldiers leaving their vehicles, forming a large half-circle around them, preventing them from getting anywhere near the gate leading out. “I see you seem nervous Nick, but be reassured this is not a prison nor a trap of any kind, these soldiers were only a temporary but necessary measure for the transport, unfortunately I wasn’t able to cancel this order.” “It’s ok… I just don’t feel… comfortable with a riffle pointed at my back.” “I must say I have to agree on that point, it is not very engaging to have an entire squad aiming at your rear.” added Lyam, his worried look only hiding the subtly naughty hint. “I fully agree with what you are saying, sadly these men aren’t under my command and have been imposed to me, therefore I cannot order them to back down. Nevertheless, be reassured, they will leave us as soon as you are settled in your new home.” “That is a relief to hear.” shouted Lyam cheerfully. “The only person that will stay in your company will be sergeant VanHevreyk.” “Great news only keep coming!” chirped the dragon, causing Dereck to tense and shiver uncontrollably. “Also, don’t let the high walls and tight security fool you, they are not here to keep you inside, rather to prevent anyone from getting in.” “Hold on a second, could you repeat what you said, I think I misheard.” gasped Lyam, freezing, eyes popping wide in disbelief. “Well, having you moved here may draw some unwanted attention, therefore we must take extra precautions to ensure your existence isn’t leaked to the public too soon.” “No, I… I understood that part very well, it was what you said before that… surprised me.” stammered Lyam, trembling like a leaf, tail already widely swaying in hope. “Oh of course, I thought I had told you earlier but if not allow me to elaborate. There are still some details to take care of and… lengthy debates to deal with…” she explained, grimacing in annoyance at her last words, “but you may soon be allowed outside, at least in this part of the city of course.” Lyam, Nick and Dereck just stood there, shocked, taken by surprise by the unexpected announcement, speechless, their minds blanking in puzzlement, wondering if this was true or just a very elaborate lucid dream. Yet even a blind could see she wasn’t joking, nothing transpiring beyond the mask of seriousness she constantly wore. This information made Nick’s heart swell in utter relief, delighted to hear he wouldn’t be stuck inside anymore, even though walking around the garden would have satisfied him for the time being. Lyam next to him wore a goofy, happy grin, eyes sparkling with joy as his attention drifted toward the massive metallic gate behind them. “Miss… sorry to interrupt but…” stammered Dereck, speaking for the first time since they had left his apartment, instantly attracting all the attention, “I thought they weren’t… supposed to go out so their presence wasn’t made public.” “That is… a correct observation.” sighed Lyam disappointedly, sadly bowing his head down. “You are right sergeant, however, as you must be aware this district is rather special.” “Oh…” muttered Dereck, puzzled, frowning in incomprehension, digging in his memories until his eyes suddenly lit up, “But of course! I had completely forgotten!” he shouted, earning wondering glares and glances. “May you enlighten our guests then?” “With pleasure.” he replied, bowing his head slightly, quickly regaining his composure, although it was more than obvious he was still embarrassed despite appearances. “We are in one of the secured districts, which means that all accesses are restricted, thus only allowed personnel can enter and leave at their leisure. It’s basically a city in the city, fully independent and self-sufficient, reserved to only a selected list of people.” “So, let me get this straight, you’re telling us we could get out and wander around this section all we want as long as we stay in the district.” summarized Nick, still a bit perplexed. “Precisely,” confirmed Miss Swighraz, “All personnel have been made aware of your imminent arrival and will not bother you, in fact they should treat you as normal citizens, as long as you don’t try to leave the area that is.” “That’s better than nothing I suppose.” chirped Lyam, “besides, there seems to be more than enough to explore to keep us busy around here.” “I’m glad to hear your enthusiasm Lyam, unfortunately, you may… still be required to wear a collar and leash while outside these walls. I’m very sorry for the discomfort it must cause you, but these rules reach far higher in the hierarchy. Hopefully we will be able to adjust them to fit you but for now you’ll sadly have to make do.” “If that’s what it takes then I shall oblige.” politely replied Lyam, although Nick could clearly see his lips twitching in an annoyed snarl. “Good, I promise you I will do everything in my power to fix this inconvenience as quickly as possible. However, this will come in due time, for now you may be restricted to this house until we secure the area.” “May I ask how long it should take.” “It depends on how much information has leaked, in the best-case scenario I estimate it to a week or two, in the worst case however… it may take a few months to fix this situation.” “I hope it doesn’t come to that!” gasped Lyam, horrified. “Me neither, it is the exact kind of situation I’m most willing to avoid.” she replied, showing an astonishing understanding. “Oh, before I forget, I must inform you that, once you’ll receive the necessary clearances to venture outside these walls, you will be bound to the same laws and rules as any citizen of our country, therefore you would be kind to abide by them at all times.” “But of course, we wouldn’t want to cause any trouble in town.” let out Lyam, his words accompanied by a vigorous, approving nod from Nick. “That is great to hear!” she exclaimed, breathing a sigh of relief, “the sergeant should be able to provide all the necessary information in due time to facilitate your adaption to the life here, he may also be requested to escort you on your first exits. I hope you don’t mind the company.” “Of course not, having someone familiar with the life and locations of your city would be greatly helpful to us, even more since he has proven to be a great company, isn’t that right Nick?” cheerfully exclaimed Lyam, stars glinting in his amber irises, causing Dereck a great deal of discomfort, the wolf staring at the ground in hope of hiding his growing blush. “Very well then.” she said with a satisfied smile, “oh, one more thing, I highly suggest you don’t get yourself into some… sticky situations again… especially outside.” “Miss I must protest, what kind of degenerate would we be if we were to do that in public!” shouted Lyam in shock, Nick opting to remain silent, still noting that Lyam’s protest wasn’t as wholehearted as one may have believed, making it clear that he had thought about it. “I’m not saying you would, I would just rather avoid any such incident.” she calmly replied, her cold, serious, distant mask letting a hint of doubt slip through. “This is very understandable, we will make sure to keep it in mind.” retorted Lyam, keeping up the innocent appearance. “Perfect, now that all things have been settled, how about I offer you a tour of your new home?” “That would be very kind of you.” exclaimed Nick, cutting Lyam of before he could open his mouth. “Very well then, please follow me, in the meantime my men will take care of unloading your things.” “In that case, after you madam.” replied Nick, focusing his attention on the house. The small group headed toward the house, Nick and Lyam side by side right behind Miss Swighraz, throwing curious, intrigued and cautious glances at their surroundings, the majestic building appearing much bigger than it seemed at first glance. Dereck was right behind the alien couple, staring in awe at the house standing before him, emotions and thoughts swirling in his head, becoming entangled in an inextricable mess. On one hand it reminded him of his childhood in the luxurious family mansion, awaking wonderful, painful and embarrassing memories in equal measures, making him very uncomfortable. But on the other hand it was the kind of place everyone envied, the type of house they all hoped to one day own, the kind of place only high-ranking officers, officials and other influential people could ever purchase. Unfortunately, his thoughts were constantly interrupted by a certain shape waving before him, drawing his attention back to reality whenever it could, making him regret to have taken up the rear of the group. To his own embarrassment he found his eyes drawn like magnets to the alluring draconic rear swaying so invitingly before him, the thick scaly tail seemingly involuntarily exposing enough of it to stir his arousal, and, despite his best efforts he was unable to look anywhere else. Making matters worse was the fact that Lyam seemed completely and utterly innocent, oblivious to the predicament he was forcing upon him, lost in the contemplation of his new home, marveling at the large green garden, his head going in every direction, halting on every flower, every stone, his eyes seeming to get caught onto the tiniest detail, unaware of what was happening behind him, or so was he? He regretted not joining his mother in the front, or at the very least being at the same level as the two aliens, not wanting to make a fool of himself again. Nevertheless, he took it upon himself to keep up appearances, maintaining a calm, stoic expression, just like he had been told to do in military school, trying to focus his mind on something else, something that didn’t tickle his growing sheathes in such a way. They climbed a few steps which lead them to the entrance itself, made of a single, rather uncannily simple, wooden door, next to which stood a doorbell, a small camera and a keypad. Immediately his mother stepped forward, rapidly typing the code, a happy, mechanical thrill bursting from the metallic box once she hit the confirm button. The next instant the door quietly unlocked, sliding open for them, unveiling a tiny bit of the inside, all of them trying to peek in to see what awaited them on the other side of the door. “As you have seen this door will automatically lock and can be opened either by typing the code here, or by using a key, both of which I will give you once we are done with the visit.” explained Miss Swighraz, encouraging them to step in with one large, graceful gesture. Without a word they all entered one by one, accompanied by the loud clicking of Lyam’s claws on the slick marble slabs lining the entrance, finding themselves in a large, well-lit rectangular room with two equally massive windows standing face to face, allowing plenty of natural sunlight to flow in, one revealing the entrance, guaranteeing they would always see any visitor coming, while the other revealed parts of what laid hidden behind the house. At the first glance it was very clear that this was the living room, the sheer size of which was simply ridiculous, it was so big that Dereck could have easily fitted his entire apartment in that one place and still have room for more. Still the room was rather bare and impersonal, the furniture simple, blending in perfectly, the brownish floor made of a shiny new, smooth material that tried to imitate wood while the walls were a pearlescent white, lined with a few beautiful pictures or paintings of various locations alien to them, except for one which they both instantly recognized. “Wait is that…” gasped Nick petrified. “No way…” stammered Lyam, utterly speechless. “I… don’t… recognize that place…” commented Dereck, intrigued, scanning the framed picture in search of familiar details. “No wonder you don’t recognize it, it’s a picture from our world!” exclaimed Nick, both amazed and confused by the presence of such an image here. “Indeed, it is.” confirmed Miss Swighraz, pride peaking in her calm tone. “B-b-but h-how?” squeaked Lyam, puzzled. “We found this picture in the wreckage of your ship, it was badly damaged thus we had to get a little bit creative to restore it, but we thought you’d appreciate to have a few memorabilia from your homeland.” “We more than appreciate it!” cried both Nick and Lyam in almost perfect sync, amazed, now realizing that other familiar pictures and objects were scattered around the room, making it feel very close to home. “But how… how did you do that?” interrogated Lyam, honestly impressed. “Well, we had the original although it wasn’t in a very good shape, we also recovered digital copies of it in some of the data storage devices of your vessel and so we were able to recreate it.” “I see, that is some very impressive work, but it was unnecessary. I mean, I’m not saying I don’t like it, but it’s just a lot of effort for just an old image.” observed Lyam, grateful yet still wondering. “It isn’t as useless as you may think Lyam. You see for us this kind of old picture as you call it is a treasure trove of information regarding your world, it’s environment, achievements, culture and so much more. It gives us a valuable insight into your specie’s knowledge, technology, sciences, arts and skills, while also providing us with a beautiful piece of art.” “That makes a lot of sense.” admitted Nick, admiring the attention to details given to each object salvaged from the ship and carefully restored by talented and meticulous people. “Anyway, let’s continue shall we.” “With pleasure madam.” With that said they ventured deeper into the house, going around a large, hollow staircase leading to the second floor, entering the adjacent room which happened to be a dining room and kitchen, the two parts separated by a large counter. On one side stood a rectangular dining table of truly massive proportions, far too big for only the three of them, fitted with large comfy-looking chairs, the rest of the furniture matching what they had seen in the previous parts of the house. The entire room was bathed in warm sunglow pouring inside thanks to two windows which revealed more of what awaited them behind the house. Meanwhile on the other side the kitchen was a fully equipped, brand new marvel that contrasted with Dereck’s own, small, cramped, kitchen with its old, tired appliances. Even the fridge was ridiculously large, so big they could have stored at least ten years of supplies and still have room for more. Everything was new and shiny, freshly installed, the scent of fresh paint even lingering in the air, indicating that all of this had been very recently put together. “That’s… quite big…” gasped Lyam, circling around the large table in utter disbelief, throwing a few furtive glances outside. Immediately he froze, eyes widening, jaws dropping on a silent cry of stupor, tail nervously wiggling behind him. “N-n-no… way…” he stammered, slowly peeling his eyes away from what he had seen. “Something wrong?” enquired Nick, immediately running toward him, skidding on the slippery floor. “Look… is that… what I think it is?” squeaked Lyam, pointing at something outside with a trembling claw. Nick followed the direction his mate was showing him, wondering what had him so shocked, only for his own eyes to burst wide open in surprise. “That’s… a swimming pool!” he confirmed, thrilled and perplexed, taken aback by the presence of such a thing. But still here it was, a large swimming pool full to the brim with clear water calmly sloshing around in the confined basin. It stood there, right in front of them, in the middle of large terrace, mostly hidden by tall wooden panels so whoever was in it couldn’t be seen from either the house, or outside, providing great privacy. What laid beyond the pool was just as appealing and pretty, the garden full of small trees and gorgeous, colorful flowers, narrow alleys snaking between the lush vegetation, disappearing in the depth of the garden. In the distance Nick could make out the shape of a small pond, or perhaps a fountain, hidden away behind a line of bushes and trees. “You’re right, it is a swimming pool. We thought you may enjoy since, what little data we have seems to indicate your kind appreciates such things.” “That’s a very accurate assumption madam.” complimented Lyam. “It’s been ages since the last time I had the chance to take a swim.” approved Nick, amused by how excited Lyam was. “I just want to jump in and relax for a while.” let out Lyam, shuddering in anticipation. “I didn’t know you could swim.” noted Nick, intrigued. “You may be surprised to hear that I love swimming and I’m pretty good at it. The only downside is I haven’t gotten any opportunity to practice in a very long time.” “Really, you mean you never went to the swimming pool onboard the ship?” “Hold on, we had a swimming pool there?” squawked Lyam, astonished by the revelation. “Yes, you didn’t know?” “No, I didn’t know.” roared Lyam, teeth bared in frustration. “How could you not know it was there? It was right next to the gym.” “Damn it!” growled the dragon, “I can’t believe I never noticed it.” “It’s alright, you’ll be able to make up for lost time here.” “You’re right.” huffed Lyam. “I assume that you are pleased by this addition, however, now is not quite the time to relax just yet, let us continue with the visit. The quicker we are through with this, the sooner you’ll be able to enjoy your new home.” “Before we go I have a question I must ask, isn’t it dangerous to have such vegetation around here?” enquired Lyam, finally managing to take his eyes of the magnificent garden, and especially the pool, “I thought your planet’s wildlife was dangerous.” “We’ve seen firsthand the ravage it can cause.” approved Nick, recalling the chilling ease with which the vines tore through the toughest metals like it was butter, the force it showed when it ripped apart the fragment of their ship that had previously withstood the humongous forces and strains of the crash. “Your concerns are more than understandable, but fear not, these plants have been specially modified to remove such problematic traits, they should cause no issue nor harm.” “That’s fascinating, truly fascinating.” mumbled Lyam thoughtfully, “But I wonder, if you’re able to engineer such modifications to these plants, why isn’t it more common?” observed Lyam, not losing a single bit of information. “Well, we are able to, unfortunately, it is a painstakingly slow and expensive process for just a few plants at the moment, therefore we must first improve our genetic engineering technologies to make it more commonly available.” “I see, it seems to be quite the herculean task.” acknowledged Lyam, admirative. “It is but we are improving.” “That is good to hear.” chirped the dragon, trotting toward the exit. They continued with their visit, exploring one room after another, discovering the game room, the small but practical gym next to a large bathroom with both a bathtub and a shower cubicle big enough for Lyam to comfortably stand in instead of having to break his back to fit in. Then they ventured upstairs, finding themselves in a spacious mezzanine overlooking the living room, offering the perfect, calm atmosphere to relax. Two of the walls were covered in shelves bedecked with books of all sizes and shapes, covering all kinds of subjects from science to history, from poetry to engineering, from myths and legends to science fiction, the library even including some volumes of a very detailed encyclopedia. Some of the books were old, carrying the smell of age and dust on their crackled and damaged covers where other seemed brand new; some made of actual paper where other were contained on tablets, and even, amazingly on some very familiar holoprojector devices. Indeed, to their surprise they rapidly recognized one of the device Lyam constantly carried around the ship to read his books, as complex or naughty as they may be. On top of that, all the projectors seemed in perfect working condition, appearing pristine, as if undamaged in the crash, most still containing a few books, audio and video records. “I can’t believe you managed to recover so much stuff from our ship.” shouted Lyam, already scanning each book even those he could barely translate, taking deep whiffs in the familiar scent of books and paper, his nostrils flaring, eyes sparkling in utter joy. “I think we found Lyam’s favorite room.” chuckled Nick, earning a slight smile from both wolves. “Unfortunately, much of all the knowledges carried aboard your vessel were lost or damaged in this unfortunate accident, but as you see we managed to find and restore some of it and added some of our own. We will of course send you all of what we manage to recover while also provide you with any book you may be interested in as I’ve been told you greatly enjoy reading Lyam.” “You’re right he loves reading, you could even say he devours book.” snorted Nick, watching as the happy dragon went from one shelf to the other, like a kid in a candy store. “I hope not literally.” giggled Miss Swighraz, surprising everyone. “Of course not, that wouldn’t taste good anyway.” protested Lyam. “Are you certain? What about that one time then?” taunted Nick, a mischievous grin curling his lips. “Oh please… don’t remind me…” sighed Dereck, grimacing, grossed out. “Am I missing something?” she enquired, perplexed, frowning in confusion. “That was an accident!” immediately argued Lyam, leaving them no time to speak up. “Well… let’s just say that Lyam kind of tried to eat a book.” giggled Nick, on the verge of bursting into laughter. “That’s a lie, I only fell asleep while reading it!” roared Lyam, a crimson red blush creeping over his cheeks. “Regardless, that book was still a slimy mess after you were done.” retorted Dereck, causing everyone to grimace in disgust. “I don’t know what you were dreaming about, but it seems to give you quite a appetite.” added Nick, “I mean you really tried chewing on it.” “That’s… not important…” mumbled Lyam, flustered, turning his face away to hide his growing embarrassment. “If you say so.” chuckled Nick amusingly. “I hope you don’t try to eat one of our books, some of those are quite old and unique.” let out Miss Swighraz, a spark of playfulness enlightening her stoic, cold expression. “I can assure you madam it won’t happen again; it was just… a regrettable incident.” “Very well then, let’s move on shall we.” They left the mezzanine and its sizable library, entering a large brightly lit hallway lined on each side with doors, most of them closed. One by one they explored each room first discovering a large, comfortable office bathed in sunlight with, throning in it’s center an equally massive wooden desk, this room with it’s strict, formal atmosphere contrasting with the rest of the house. Next to it they found what could only be described as a small but well-designed meeting room with a half-circle shaped table facing a large screen standing in place of the window. Further down the corridor they were pleased to finally find the bedroom, or rather bedrooms for that matter, each more or less the same size, fitted with a comfy-looking double bed, more than enough storage space, a dedicated bathroom, its own television and sound system, a computer built-into the desk that could be seen tucked away to the far end of the room. And, to top it all off, large windows, the color and opacity of which could be changed at will, allowing all the sunlight to flow in, offering whoever was inside a magnificent view of the garden or the entrance, minus the towering wall ruining the scene. In total there were four such bedrooms, offering more than enough space for all of them or for quite a few guests if that ever came to be Still, there was one room to explore, one door standing at the end of the corridor, drawing all their attention since they had stepped in that hallway. At last, this intriguing, larger, gold-lined door, or perhaps it was just some shiny, fancy paint, was opened, revealing the master bedroom, the biggest of all, taking up an entire side of the house, as big as the living room they had stumbled upon when they had entered the house. This particular room had all the amenities of other rooms but was more spacious, even featuring its own balcony, a private bathroom as big as the one downstairs, a ridiculously large, oddly shaped bed, as well as many other things that would take too long to list. “I think I have found my room.” happily chirped Lyam, rushing inside before jumping on the bed, clearly finding it to his liking. “I am very pleased to hear this, in fact this is the room we had planned for you, so it is a relief to see such enthusiasm.” “Well, this is a great decision, I think I’m gonna like it here.” approved Lyam, scanning the room with a keen attention to detail, a broad smile of pure joy and satisfaction, with perhaps a hint of arousal, enlightening his face, his golden scales seemingly shining brighter than ever, “And that bed… I could just lay there and relax for a while.” he added, sprawling out onto the comfy mattress, feeling himself sink in, wanting only to close his eyes and fall asleep, “But now is not the time.” he ended leaping from the bed, softly landing on the ground. “Indeed, it isn’t quite the time to sleep.” confirmed Nick, venturing into the room, leaving the two wolves in the doorway, opening the sliding door leading outside to the balcony, soon joined by the dragon. “This is… quite a nice place you have built for them.” let out Dereck once the two aliens were far enough. “I’m glad you think so, to be honest I was worried this wouldn’t work.” let out his mother, breathing a sigh of relief, “I expected them to be a bit more suspicious.” “Oh, trust me they don’t need to.” chuckled Dereck, a mocking grin curling his lips, throwing his mother a knowing look. “Oh really, why that?” she enquired, lips pinched doubtfully, glancing suspiciously at her son. “Let me guess, this house is packed full of cameras, microphones and sensors?” “Correct, and before you ask, the security system can be accessed via a terminal hidden in each room, I will give you detail on how to access them later.” “No need, I can already tell you that the whole security system you installed, as expensive, redundant and complex as it is, has strangely stopped working the moment they entered the house.” She tensed, frowning in bewilderment, perplexed by her son’s claim, hesitating between disbelief and disappointment, on one hand finding it hard to believe the two aliens were capable of such an exploit, yet on the other hand having full trust in her son, after all he had spent much more time with them than anyone else. She turned around and entered the nearest room, finding the hidden access panel cleverly blended in the wall near to the bed, revealing a small, compact terminal tucked in a small nook. She anxiously watched as the system booted right before her, each second feeling like hours, each breath, each motion, each flicker of the screen feeling like it happened in slow motion. Finally, the screen shifted, showing a myriad of small square displays, all of which were a concerning, pitch black. Confused she selected one, only to be met with the same impenetrable blackness, no image, no sound coming through, only a simple, clear message written in tall, red letters “NO SIGNAL”. She checked a few other cameras, only to be met with the same result, leaving her standing there, shocked, powerless, taken aback by what she had discovered. Just to be sure she checked older recordings, seeing the workers going about their business, setting up everything in preparation for the two guests of honor, observing as each of them left the house, hours before their arrival, leaving it empty and silent until the door to the living room cracked open, allowing the camera to catch a brief glimpse of the two aliens before all the cameras cut out at nearly the same instant. Quickly she shut down the system and left the room, regaining her place on the doorstep of the master bedroom, her calm, distant mask cracked by incomprehension and disbelief. “So?” asked Dereck, already knowing the answer. “You were right…” she grunter through her gritted teeth, “I don’t know how they did it, but everything stopped working the moment they entered.” “Surprising, isn’t it?” chuckled the wolf, amused, delighted to not be the dumbfounded one for once. “That’s… incomprehensible, how could they do it?” “I don’t quite know but to be honest I don’t really care.” shrugged Dereck, “That’s why I’ve given up on trying to spy on them and to be honest, there’s not much to spy on anyway.” let out Dereck, purposefully omitting the few moments his cameras had captured. “I understand why now…” she sighed, not hiding her frustration, looking at the ceiling in a mix of annoyance and concern. Dereck quickly glanced inside a wave of worry washing over him, realizing he hadn’t heard the two aliens in a few minutes. He was relieved to find them, still perched on the balcony, leaning on the railing observing what little of the city they could see above the wall, talking among themselves, even though he couldn’t hear them. “We took note of your complaints and made sure that all rooms were soundproofed, thus you shouldn’t be bothered by them although, from what I’ve seen earlier I’d say you don’t need it anymore.” “I told you it wasn’t planned!” he rumbled, a deep blush creeping over his cheeks, “besides I’d appreciate being able to sleep without being awoken by the two of them going at it all night.” “As if you weren’t the kind to do it, and just as loudly.” she retorted with a provoking grin. “Mom that was years ago!” protested Dereck in embarrassment. “That’s not what your neighbor said.” snorted his mother. “Hold on, what!” gasped the wolf, heart leaping in his chest, “have you been spying on me?” “Not at all,” she replied, as if it was nothing, “I just have some very influential friends in the police that kept me updated on your latest troubles.” “Mom seriously, I can handle myself now, I’m not your little baby you need to watch over anymore.” sighed Dereck, annoyed that his mother was still constantly on his back despite all the years. “You can handle yourself, I agree on that, however you still need to learn to not be too loud.” “Oh no… I see where this is going…” gasped Dereck, a cold dread taking hold of him. “Yes, your record shows quite a few noise and decency complaints from your neighbors, citizens, and even military personnel. These one in particular were hard to silence.” “I don’t need you to cover up for me, I can take care of myself.” “I doubt that, if not for my intervention you would have been in big trouble far before that fiasco with the operation.” “What are you talking about?” asked Dereck, frowning at his mother. “Well, let’s just say that doing it in the server room instead of being at your post during a combat simulation isn’t to the military hierarchy’s taste.” she chuckled, giving him a look that said more than words could. “Oh no… don’t tell me there was a camera…” stammered Dereck, horrified. “There were a few to be precise,” she added, rubbing salt into the wound, “not even mentioning the cadet that reported hearing strange moaning like noises.” “Excuse me,” called a familiar voice, drawing their attention back to the room. Instantly their cheeks burned red with embarrassment and guilt their eyes drifting away to avoid direct contact with the two aliens standing in front of them. They hadn’t heard nor noticed them coming back into the room, not knowing for how long they had been listening to their conversation. “You know, these room may be soundproof but open doors aren’t.” chuckled Lyam, remaining surprisingly polite and serious, his usual naughtiness nowhere to be seen. Dereck, despite how nervous this situation made him was grateful that Lyam came in to stop this embarrassing discussion from getting any worse, even though he knew the dragon hadn’t lost a single bit of everything they had said. “Indeed, now isn’t the time to share this kind of stories.” added Nick, who was as formal and emotionless as he usually was in public, in pure military fashion. “Says the one that told everyone about that stupid book incident.” huffed Lyam, playfully nudging hi side. “Hey, that one was appropriate at least.” “Anyway, you’re right, this… wasn’t the time for such... discussion.” let out Miss Swighraz, displaying discomfort for the first time, appearing in a sudden hurry. “In that case, should we continue the visit?” asked Nick, quickly regaining his composure. “Well, we are actually done with the visit, there is nothing more for me to show you. I will leave you the pleasure of discovering the garden by yourselves.” “Very well then. So, what do we do now?” “We should head downstairs, I suspect your belongings have been deposited by now.” offered Miss Swighraz, eager to be done with this increasingly embarrassing situation. “Very well then, down we go.” simply said Nick. The group left the bedroom, going back the way they came until they arrived to the staircase. There they immediately spotted the piles of boxes and crates stacked together in the living room, some reaching so high they almost touched the ceiling. “That is some very impressive work.” whistled Nick, “I don’t even think I heard them once.” “Nor did I hear them enter or leave the house.” added Lyam, amazed. “The rooms’ insulation might have to do with this, although I mut give credit to our men, they know how to make themselves invisible if need be.” “I must say I’m impressed.” admitted Lyam, cautiously taking the stairs down to the living room, glancing outside only to discover that most of the convoy escorting them was already gone, leaving only the vehicle waiting for Miss Swighraz. “That is going to take a while to unpack everything.” observed Nick as he joined his mate in the living room. “In that case I should leave you to it, I don’t want to hold you for no reason.” she quickly exclaimed, running down the stairs like she was late, or rather in a hurry to leave. “You are already leaving us?” enquired Lyam, cocking his head to the side in an intrigued manner. “Yes, I have to go back to the office and inform the hierarchy of your successful transfer. There also are meetings to attend, reports to fill, appointments to go through. So, as much as I’d want to stay with you I must go right away.” “It’s very understandable.” let out Lyam, sounding a bit disappointed. “I wish you a great day.” politely saluted Nick. “Thanks, you too, and good luck with your move.” she replied as she headed toward the door, “Hh, before I forget, if you need anything you can ask me or any representative of the ministry and we will do our best to provide what you requested.” “We’ll keep that in mind.” chirped the dragon, a devious glimmer crossing his amber eyes. With that said she left the house, making sure to close the door behind her, walking at a moderate, though hurried pace toward the vehicle waiting outside, the driver coming out to open the door for her. Mere moments later they were driving toward the gate, the massive metal panel pivoting on its hinges, letting them out, shutting the instant they had left the premises. They stood there, staring at each other, speechless, not knowing what to do, nervous, glancing at one another hoping they would dare to move, speak, or do anything to break this uncomfortable silence. Dereck was especially tensed, on edge, apprehending this very moment since they had entered the house, expecting the worst. His mind raced, running at full speed, coming up with all kinds of scenarios, all sillier or crazier than the last, some even sending pleasurable jolts down to a specific part of his body. Yet nothing happened, everyone stayed there, looking around, seemingly perplexed, unsure of what to do next, which in a way was even scarier than if Lyam had suggested one of his naughty ideas. “Well… I guess we should take care of that.” sighed the dragon, pointing at the towering piles of boxes with his tail. “That… that’s a… good idea…” muttered Dereck, relieved. “To be honest, I didn’t expect there would be that many things to unpack.” admitted Nick, scratching his head. “I have to agree, for such a small place you had, I’m amazed there was so much stuff in it. I’m not saying I didn’t like your home; I just didn’t imagine you would have so much stuff.” admitted Lyam, circling around the pile, scanning it with utmost curiosity. “I guess you don’t realize how much stuff you’ve accumulated until you have to put it all in boxes.” chuckled Dereck, wondering how he would go at it. “Actually, that gives me an idea.” purred Lyam enticingly, rejoining with his mate, a devious smirk curling his lips. “What’s on your mind?” “Well, since most of this isn’t ours, how about we let him take care of his mess while we go hang out in that swimming pool I saw earlier.” suggested Lyam with a honeyed tone. “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea.” “And there I could show you how good a swimmer I am. Besides, you won’t even need to wear anything.” “That’s a good thing, because I think I forgot my swimsuit back on the ship.” giggled Nick playfully. Dereck was speechless and admittedly a bit aroused, amazed by how openly the two lovers flirted and hinted at what they were planning to do without a care in the world for his presence, the alluring scent of their growing excitement already permeating the air. “No way, no fucking way!” he roared as the two lovers were about to turn tail and abandon him here. “There’s no way in hell you’re letting me do all the work!” “Relax, I’m only kidding, we’re gonna give you a hand.” sniggered Lyam, adopting a playful tone, “though I must say I don’t know how helpful I can be.” “No worries I’m sure we’ll find something you can do.” reassured Nick. “Really?” “Yes, you can always carry things on your back.” “I’m not a pack mule!” roared Lyam, baring his teeth, a deep menacing growl rising from the depth of his throat, his expression shifting in an instant, turning into pure anger. Dereck, despite the fear those sharp fangs inspired him, couldn’t help but giggle, imagining the dragon loaded to the brim with crates stacked on his back. “I’m not making fun of you! Well… maybe a little.” protested Nick, a wry smile growing on his lips, earning him a hateful glare from the dragon, “But more seriously though, as much as it offends you that would greatly help us move stuff around the house. And you know, the sooner we take care of it, the sooner you’ll be able to show me what you can do in the water.” Lyam only let out a low grunt, lips twitching, tail hanging low to the ground, claws clicking and scraping harmlessly against the slick flooring material, his eyes darting back and forth between his mate, the wolf observing them, trying to hide his laughter behind a paw, and the tall piles of boxes awaiting them, pondering his option. The promise was alluring, fueling his overflowing imagination, tickling his lower parts in just the right way to stir them back to life, yet another part of him couldn’t stand the prospect of being used like a pack animal, carrying heavy loads, bringing the painful reminder of the condition of all the other clones he had come across. “I guess… I guess you’re right…” he reluctantly agreed in a snarl, “though you’ll pay me back for this!” he added, hissing threateningly. “No worries, I already have something in mind to make it up to you.” reassured Nick. “In that case, let’s hurry this up, I can’t wait to see what you have in store for me.” chirped Lyam, all traces of anger vanishing, returning to his usual playfulness. Dereck couldn’t hide a relieved sigh as Lyam trotted toward the towering pile of crates, scanning it from base to top, wondering how and which one to pick up first, eyes squinted, trying to make sense of the scribbles written on each box. Nick soon joined, cautiously grabbing one, flinching and staggering back under the unexpected weight, forcing him to drop it rather clumsily on the floor. “God that was heavier than I thought.” he gasped, grimacing in pain. “Well, it’s written… furniture on the side so….” casually let out Lyam, rising to his hind paws, cautiously picking up a smaller one. “Couldn’t you warn me sooner?” grunted Nick. “Hey, you didn’t even leave me time to tell you.” snorted Lyam, taking out a second crate from the pile. “Besides, I didn’t expect they would have packed all your furniture.” noted Lyam, pointing out a second box with the same inscription. “Actually… they did but… even then there’s too many of those.” muttered Dereck, scratching the back of his head, perplexed, spotting at least ten other crates with the same label. “Wait… don’t tell me they left us with new ones to assemble!” gasped Lyam, horrified. “I… think they did…” mumbled Nick, taking out a large piece of wood from the crate he had just grabbed. “Oh god please no…” shouted Lyam, in despair, “I’m warning you, you two are gonna take care of that.” “Of course, especially since I don’t see how you could set up furniture on your own.” chuckled Dereck. “My point exactly.” Slowly the pile grew smaller as, one after the other each box was removed and placed in different parts of the living room, all the heavy furniture stacked in the farthest corner, the rest standing before them, especially one Dereck eyed with concern and apprehension. Silently he prayed nobody but him would pick it up, knowing exactly how it would go if Lyam got his paws on the content, fearing what he would say and do with it. However, deep inside, a small part of him was actually curious, wondering what would happen if the curious dragon took a peek inside, these thoughts forming into delightful, arousing images in his mind. “Alright, now we just have to get everything to where it should be.” sighed Nick, his gaze tracing over each box laid out before them, realizing how truly humongous the task at hand was. “I guess we’re gonna be doing this for a few hours.” confirmed Lyam. “I hope you don’t mind postponing your swimming pool time for now.” “I don’t mind the slightest, but I’ll definitely take a big, long dive in it once we’re done, and I expect you to be there too.” he purred in a tantalizing tone. “Actually!” he suddenly exclaimed, freezing dead in his tracks, “I just thought of something… something I think we’ll all… enjoy.” he explained, a devious smirk curling his lips, his eyes sparkling with malice. “Oh, what is it?” enquired Nick, even though he clearly knew what was on his mate’s mind. “I’ll tell you in a second, firstly there is a question I need to ask you Dereck.” “Y-y-yes… what… is it?” he stammered, gulping down in apprehension, his fur standing on edge, his heart leaping in his chest, his tail dropping down as the dragon’s amber irises fell upon him. The tension rose sharply inside him, Lyam’s sharp gaze sending shivers down his spine, the mischievousness glowing inside them making him very uncomfortable, apprehending what the clever alien had thought of this time. “Hey calm down I’m not gonna eat you!” shouted Lyam, offering him a broad, somewhat reassuring smile, “I just wanted to know, who is the owner of this house?” “Oh… err… that’s… a good… good question…” sputtered the wolf, relieved, his legs wobbling before him, “I guess it’s a governmental property, so it’s… either owned by the ministry of foreign affairs or some… other entity like that.” “That would make sense indeed.” Acknowledged Lyam, “But what I meant is, since it has been made specially for us and fitted to accommodate specifically Nick and I, could we say we are… technically the owners?” “Well… it’s a bit… a bit more complicated than that.” gasped Derck, dread creeping up on him, starting to understand where the naughty dragon was headed. “It is a state property so… that would make you… and I… tenants I suppose.” he mumbled, increasingly anxious, the insistent gaze of the dragon still glued to him, “But… since… it has been… tailor-made… for you two… I… I suppose it…” he halted, the last word remaining stuck in his mouth, his entire frame uncontrollably trembling, his breathing short, his eyes planted in the devious, glimmering orbs staring at him, Lyam encouraging him to speak up. “I… guess… it… makes it… your home…” “Very well, thanks for clarifying this to me, I wasn’t quite sure.” gratefully replied the dragon, addressing him a warm, reassuring expression. Dereck breathed a sigh of relief, thankful it hadn’t gotten any worse. “So, if what you said is right, it makes this place our… home, right?” continued Lyam, his calm, thoughtful tone leaving him questioning if it had been a wise decision to answer him. “I… guess so…” he cautiously let out. “So… our home… our rules…” murmured Lyam, his gaze wandering away, describing a large circle around the room, as if he only now truly realized what it meant. Dereck remained quiet, seeing clearly where this was going, awestruck by how easily Lyam had lead him to a situation to which there was only one solution, one answer. “Do you agree with me?” enquired Lyam, resting his gaze upon him again, his devious smirk confirming the wolf’s worst fears. “Y-y-y-yes…” he let out in a barely audible whisper, his mind already racing, in panic, imagining all the things the clever, devious creature would do with this knowledge. “In that case, before we get to unpacking all this stuff, I’d like to set some rules if you don’t mind.” “S-su-sure…” he stuttered, fearful. “Fine by me.” added Nick, watching the scene from a distance. “Very well then here is the first rule.” proclaimed Lyam, solemn yet still as mischievous as always, “undress yourself.” His words had the effect of an electroshock on Dereck, his brain blanking, his jaws dropping, a surprised gasp bursting from his mouth, his eyes bulging wide in shock, staring in dismay at the dragon. He hoped, he wished, he prayed he had misheard, wondering if his panic-stricken brain was playing tricks to him, this request, this whole situation so surreal he doubted it could be happening. However, he knew it was no joke, no trick of his mind, no elaborate plot to make him do something stupid or reckless. Moreover the determined expression in Lyam’s eyes as his gaze drifted lower, eying a specific part of him made it clear he was extremely serious. “E-excuse… me…” he gasped nevertheless, instinctively covering his private parts with a paw. “You heard me right, you won’t be needing those pesky clothes anymore.” rumbled Lyam excitedly, his tongue dashing over his lips in anticipation, “And before you ask, that also applies to you Nick.” “I figured.” chuckled the human, unsurprised, a sly grin curling his lips. “Are… are you serious…?” stammered Dereck in disbelief, shocked by the dragon’s request. “Do I look like I’m joking?” enquired Lyam, tilting his head to the side. “Well… no… but…” stammered Dereck, eyes darting in all direction, seeking help our of this predicament. Unfortunately, no one was coming to his aid, even Nick, who he had hoped would be more reasonable, had already removed his shirt by the time he laid eyes on him, sending a desireful shudder down toward his groin, his sheaths already swelling at the mere sight of the now half naked human. To his own disbelief he found his gaze stuck to the man as he undressed himself right before him, not caring about the fact he was being watched by both him and his mate, even seeming delighted to toss his clothes away, exposing his pale, smooth skin to the view. Soon his pants fell to the ground, quickly joined by his underwear, leaving him fully naked, every detail of his appealing form on full display. Peeling his eyes away became increasingly difficult for Dereck, his loins stirred to life by the sight of the man before him, memories of their time together mere hours ago flashing before his eyes, fueling his boiling, growing desire, his sheaths bulging in his tight boxers, soaking the front of the fabric in warm wetness. “See, I knew you’d like it as much as I do.” cooed Lyam, feasting his eyes on his mate’s form, especially on his now revealed groin, lust blazing brightly in his amber eyes, “So… how about joining us?” “I… I… don’t… know…” mumbled Dereck, blushing profusely, unable to take his eyes off Nick. “Come on, don’t be shy, you have already seen what we look like and we did too with you.” “It’s easy for you to say, you’re not wearing clothes.” snorted Nick, “True.” playfully chuckled the dragon, “more seriously though, we have been very… intimate with each other, we’ve seen what you’re trying to hide down there so there is no point in being shy and pudic around us anymore… especially after what I heard earlier.” “Oh no… you heard that…” gasped Dereck, horrified, his legs on the verge of giving way. “Every bit of it.” confirmed Nick. “Shit…” “And they call me horny.” sniggered Lyam deviously, offering him a strange… almost proud look, causing a crimson red blush to quickly spread over his face. “It’s… not what you think.” he protested, ashamed, bowing his head down. “Don’t be ashamed that you like being… a little naughty and lewd in… maybe not the most appropriate places.” “I was young and… reckless… and… admittedly very horny.” “It seems to be an ongoing trend though.” noted Lyam, seeing through his excuses, “But I don’t judge you, do we Nick?” “Nope. Besides, with how horny you are we would be poor judges in that regard.” “Indeed. Anyway, with us you can be naughty in all the inappropriate places, and especially since you don’t seem to be very fond of wearing clothes yourself.” “Well… I mean… when I’m… when I was home I just wanted to get out of the military outfit so… yeah being naked around the house was… normal I guess…” muttered Dereck in admittance, deeply embarrassed yet surprising himself with ow openly he talked about it to the two aliens. “It’s a shame you lost this… habit shall we say.” “Well, I do put clothes on when I have guests around… especially when they’re like you.” retorted the wolf. “Fair enough.” snorted Lyam, “however now, you can rekindle that habit and enjoy it to it’s fullest.” he added in that tantalizing, honeyed tone of his. “I… suppose so…” murmured Dereck, thrilled by the prospect, his cheeks so red and hot it felt like he was about to catch fire. “Still a bit reluctant? Very well I may have one last argument to… convince you.” “Which is?” “Simply, we’re gonna be carrying some… quite heavy stuff for the next few hours. So, do you want to be spending the rest of the day in smelly, sweaty clothes?” “Yes… no… no thanks.” “See, now get out of those clothes… unless you want me to get them off for you.” “No… no thanks…” murmured Dereck, flustered, trembling in fear and excitement in equal measure, a part of him aching to throw those admittedly too tight boxers away, his sensitive fur aching to feel the cool air of the room. His jacket was tossed away, his short almost ripped apar when he took it off, his pants falling down not without a fair bit of resistance from his belt, leaving him in all but his underwear. The burning gaze of the dragon was still glued to him, as if it could see through his last remaining clothes, now Nick’s own gaze joining in, making him feel both shy and surprisingly excited. At last his underwear slid down his legs, his heavy nuts freed from the tight contraption holding them captive, dangling and swaying slightly in the open air, his swollen, engorged sheaths bobbing before him, a red tip standing out from each of them. To his own surprise he found himself sighing in relief, almost purring as he stood there, fully naked and exposed, savoring the moment even if there were two pairs of eyes watching him. Usually it would have made him uncomfortable, but not this time, he felt at ease, unashamed despite a small part of him urging him to cover himself up, a low, satisfied groan even escaping his maw, a paw unconsciously reaching down, cupping his swollen orbs and sheaths, cradling them in his pads, a blissful shudder shaking his entire frame. “See, that feels good doesn’t it?” purred Lyam, panting slightly, glancing at him with a lustful eye, saliva collecting at the corners of his slightly parted maw. “Yes… it does…” let out Dereck, nervously backing away from Lyam. “Alright, then let’s get to it, shall we.” Exclaimed the dragon before turning around, his widely swaying tail lifting up just high enough to slowly caress Dereck’s ball, causing him to tense and gasp in surprise, silencing a low moan. Lyam continued on, as if unaware of what he had done, only offering him a sly smirk when he stepped aside to escape the unexpected but pleasant contact. “Before we get to it I’m gonna add the second rule.” Interrupted Nick. “Sure thing, what is it?” asked Lyam, raising a quizzical eyebrow at him. “If you make a mess somewhere you clean it.” “I… support this idea.” Shyly approved Dereck. “Alright, guess that’s only fair.” grumbled Lyam as he picked up a smaller box in his maw, slowly heading up the stairs with it. -------------------------------------------Later that evening------------------------------------ “Thank the stars it’s finally over!” exclaimed Lyam in utter relief, jumping on a comfy couch where he lazily sprawled out. “I’m sure glad we’re done with this…” grumbled Nick, falling into a nearby seat. “I’m definitely not doing this again…” grunted Dereck in approval, sitting next, surprisingly close to the human. “I didn’t think it would take us that long.” admitted Nick, throwing a quick glances outside, realizing the sun had long gone below the horizon, replaced by the pale glow of the moon. “Me neither.” sighed Dereck, staring at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes. “I guess trying to build all the furniture wasn’t such a good idea.” approved Lyam, nestling comfortably in the couch. “Remind me who’s great idea that was?” grumbled Nick, throwing an insisting glare at the dragon. “And remind me who decided to have me read the instructions?” growled Lyam in return. “Fine, I admit this wasn’t as smart as I thought it would be…” sighed Nick. “To be fair even I didn’t understand a thing from this stupid manual.” grumbled Dereck, throwing the pile of empty boxes standing in a corner a hateful glare. “Let’s… just forget this all happened, I don’t want to talk about it any longer.” sighed Nick, leaning back into the couch. “Agreed, at least we’re done unpacking everything, that’s the most important.” approved Dereck, cautiously letting his gaze wander toward them. He was still slowly adjusting to the constant sight of their naked form, struggling to keep his composure, his imagination going wild every time his gaze inadvertently fell on their groin. On more than one occasion he had found himself staring, unable to peel his eyes off their appealing forms, his sheaths tingling, his arousal stirred to life each time his eyes wandered anywhere close to their private parts. They had never seemed to mind the slightest, not hiding nor covering themselves when they noticed him, sometime even halting, like posing before him, offering him a gorgeous, unmistakable view of what they had to offer. Yet he was still very nervous and shy about it, covering himself each time his two red tips poked out, sometime having to wait entire minutes for his arousal to subside. His predicament was made even worse by Lyam who didn’t shy away from showing himself fully, swaying his inviting rear before the two of them whenever he could. Nevertheless, they had not done anything out of place, too busy unpacking and loosing their sanity over the nightmarish furniture left for them to assemble, this idea, although it had crossed his mind on multiple occasions remaining just a misplaced thought lingering in the back of his mind. Moreover, despite his constant apprehension, not to mention the risk of making a fool of himself, he had to admit Lyam was right, it felt good to go back to his old habits, discarding all clothes and hanging out fully naked around the house, his bare fur shuddering blissfully in the cool air. He especially appreciated the fact there was no risk of being caught by any unexpected eye as he walked around, even with the large windows opening to the outside, thanks to the high walls encircling the house, A part of him yearned to take a step outside and enjoy the large garden extending around the property, aching for the cool caress of the morning breeze upon his fur, something he had wanted but never managed to do. Unfortunately now wasn’t the time, night had fallen some time ago, bringing a chilling unrelentingly gusting wind, dissuading them from venturing outside or simply opening a window. So they sat there, savoring the comfort of their new house, relaxing after long, arduous hours of work, satisfied and spent, basking in the warmth, peace and quiet of the living room. None of them dared to speak, simply enjoying the moment, sometime tossing each other furtive wondering glances, as if expecting, or maybe apprehending something, the three of them splayed out for all to view, mostly unbothered by their nakedness. Before them the TV stood right next to his hastily set up gaming console, none of them had expressed even the slight desire to turn it on, all of them too tired to play. “I guess you’re gonna have to postpone your swimming demonstration.” chuckled Nick after what felt like an eternity. “Agreed, I’m way too tired for that.” loudly yawned Lyam, stretching out upon the comfy cushions, tail widely swaying from side to side, his underbelly on a gorgeous display, golden scales shimmering and shining under the light, making the puffed rift between his hindlegs barely noticeable. “Same, although I could use a bath.” grunted Nick, widening his stance a bit, leaning against the couch’s backrest, displaying his muscular body for all to see, along with something else that immediately caught a certain someone’s attention. “That… sounds like a good idea…” mumbled Dereck, trying to avoid looking at them for too long. “Oh yes indeed that is a brilliant idea!” chirped Lyam in approval, head immediately perking up, his eyes sparkling with a joy, a happiness that however couldn’t hide the deviousness in his smile, “I can’t wait to try a shower or a bathtub in which I can actually fit.” “I can imagine it’ll be a great improvement for you.” noted Dereck. “Without a doubt, the bathroom in your apartment was… let’s say a bit too cramped for someone of my… size.” “You don’t have any idea what we had to do to make him fit in there.” sniggered Nick. “Indeed, but I know you enjoyed this quite a lot.” purred Lyam in a knowing tone, playfully squirming on the couch. “Can’t say I didn’t.” admitted Nick with a wry smile. Dereck smiled as well, not surprised at all to hear this, his mind already running at full steam, imagining what the alien couple could have been doing in there, wondering what shenanigans they would get up to now, enthralling images flashing before his eyes, fanning the flames of his blazing arousal, stirring his sheaths back to life. “Now that we are here I can’t wait to take a shower with you.” let out Lyam in an excited rumble, his neck extending, his lips pressing against Nick’s cheeks. Nick tensed, shivering under the unexpected affection, a sly smile slowly curling his lips as he turned his head toward his mate, their lips joining in a deep, passionate kiss, his hands cupping, fondling, and kneading his bulky snout, caressing his soft, smooth scales. A low, satisfied purr filled the silence, Nick’s skin shuddering blissfully, his fingers slowly tracing lower down Lyamès neck, the dragon letting out a plethora of elated coo as they delved deeper into the kiss. Their heads tilted to the side, their jaws parting, their tongue intertwining, Lyam’s much bigger one slipping in Nick’s maw, driving them both into an intense, loving embrace. Low moans and deep guttural growls rose in the quiet room, echoing endlessly to their ears, their tongues dancing in their joined mouths, deliciously mingling and coiling among the flows of their saliva. Nick’s hands snuck lower, trailing down his mate’s long neck, sensing every purr reverberating through each scale, seeping underneath into his own skin, Lyam squirming and wiggling under his touch. Dereck stood there, watching in respectful silence, an amused smile floating on his lips as the two lovers indulged into their burning passion, loving the goofy gleeful expression on Lyam’s face, his front paws reaching out in a vain, desperate attempt to hold his mate, his sharp talons slicing through the air mere inches away from Nick’s face. However, he couldn’t help but feel a slight pang of envy observing them, this simple, wholesome, intimate moment of pure love and passion reminding him of his last serious relationship, ages ago or so it felt. Their eyes closed, their muffed moans and groans forming a sweet languorous melody, a barely perceptible fragrance tickled his sharp nostrils, their caresses growing more subtle, more intimate, causing each of them to twitch and quiver in delight. Imperceptibly Dereck’s gaze wandered lower, following the curve of Lyam’s chest, watching it rise and fall at a slow pace, trailing along his golden scales, nearing closer and closer to a part of him he had grown very familiar with not too long ago. Yet, before he could catch a glimpse of what laid, fully exposed between Lyam’s legs the two broke away, panting and cooing delightfully, their respective frames traversed by pleasant tremors, their eyes burning with a blazing passion, Lyam’s tongue slyly sticking out, dangling on the side of his upside down maw. Nick looked down, right on time for Lyam’s agile tongue to lash out, covering his face in a thick layer of slimy saliva, the sudden, unexpected affection causing him to involuntarily back away, nearly tumbling from the couch. The dragon only smiled amusingly, proud of his work, giggling while Nick tried to rid himself of the sticky substance coating his cheek, his gaze inexorably drifting lower, drawn like a magnet to a particular point of his anatomy. In the corner of his vision he could see Dereck somewhat mimicking his action, his gaze shyly inching lower, a pinkish hue covering his cheeks, a paw already clutching his private parts, hiding them from view. The reason of his embarrassment soon became obvious to him, a low excited rumble escaping his parted maw when he discovered his mate’s half hard member pointing up between his legs, swelling with each quick throb. The alluring scent of his manly musk already seeped in the air, stirring his own arousal to life, his slit and tailhole clenching and quivering in union, wanting him, craving for him. Nick knew what was happening, an amused smirk curling his lips while his gaze followed his mate’s down, feeling his cock quickly grow to full mast with each throb, sensing the two pairs of eyes glued to his engorging maleness. After so much time spent with Lyam he was neither bothered to be naked in public nor by his prominent erection jutting proudly between his legs, his stance widening to give the two males on either side of him a better view. “And after that you still dare to call me horny.” snorted Lyam playfully, eying the pulsing member before him, a very familiar sight by now yet still one to behold, one that stirred this burning crave in his loins in just the right way. Nick only shrugged, offering his mate a wry smile, his gaze strolling along his golden plated belly, easily spotting what he was looking for. Lyam’s slit was already quite swollen, covered in a clear film of his own oozing arousal, the thick lips slowly parting, unveiling the tapered tip that laid still dormant behind. “You’re one to talk.” retorted Nick, letting his gaze linger just a bit longer around his mate’s private parts. “Well, you know I can’t resist you.” purred Lyam, his tongue dashing over his lips, his eyes glowing with want, gled to the human’s cock. Their gaze met, a sly smile growing on their respective lips, their mouth getting closer with each passing second until they met again in a loving display of affection. “At this point can we… agree that you’re both equally horny?” shyly let out Dereck, finding the scene both adorable and extremely embarrassing. “No way, he’s still way hornier than me.” chuckled Nick in response, addressing Lyam a taunting look, daring the dragon to prove him wrong. “Rather I’m more open about it.” playfully chirped the dragon, a devious smirk spreading on his lips, his hips rocking back and forth, causing mor of his hardening member to spill out from his slit, the thick, red shaft glistening in the light. Dereck’s heart leaped into his chest, pumping blood straight down into his groin, his sheaths swelling uncontrollably, desire and lust surging in his veins with such force he could barely contain a low whimpered moan. “But, you are in no position to judge us.” enticingly growled Lyam, a paw tracing down the very tip of one of his ivory claws grazing the tip of his pre-coated member, making it throb in an appealing manner. Dereck’s cheeks turned a deep, crimson red, sensing the insisting gaze upon him, homed directly at what he tried to keep hidden, his eyes still glued to Lyam’s growing cock, slowly emerging from his parted slit, mesmerized by the thickening, lengthening pillar of flesh. “I… d-d-d-don’t… see what… you’re talking about.” he stammered, finally managing to peel his eyes away, his face burning with embarrassment and shame. Unfortunately, his gaze immediately fell upon his two protruding tips slowly emerging out of their hiding, glistening with pre, his balls, although lightened by their earlier session seeming to grow heavier by the second, churning a new batch of seed. It was both astonishing and confusing to him, as if Lyam could magically make him pent-up, or perhaps it was just his body speaking what his brain was too afraid to say. “Come on, stop pretending, that won’t fool either of us, isn’t that right Nick?” cooed Lyam in a reassuring, yet still mischievous tone. “Can’t deny that it’s very easy to tell when you’re getting horny.” chuckled Nick, offering him a knowing, although understanding look, hinting at his own hard member. “Is it… that… obvious?” he muttered, his face burning with shame, sensing the two pairs of eyes glued to his form. “Well yes, it is.” confirmed Nick, resting a kind hand on his shoulder, startling him, “I mean the way you act gives you away instantly.” Dereck could only nod, realizing he was still trying to cover himself, both paws firmly clutching his two sheaths, his cocks rubbing against his pads, smearing his warm, slick precum all over his fur, his upper body bent forward in a silly way, trying to hide his growing embarrassment, his eyes darting in all directions, avoiding direct contact with everybody, like a guilty child caught red-handed. “Not to mention the fact you are… very well endowed…” cooed Lyam, his burning gaze causing his grip to tighten around his sheaths, resulting in more pre gushing out of his two growing spires. “I have to agree there, your size makes it even more obvious when you’re getting hard.” approved Nick. “That’s what you get for being big.” nervously chuckled the wolf, slowly removing his paws, catching a glimpse of the twin red rockets steadily growing out of his sheaths, swelling larger and longer with each throb, “And don’t forget the tight clothes you wear… or rather wore…” “Yeah those were a dead giveaway too.” snorted Nick, a wry smile on his face. Dereck couldn’t help but smile, finding himself nodding in agreement, recalling the large, unmistakable tents his cocks formed in his underwear whenever he grew too excited, how tight they became, keeping his two spires trapped, the fabric quickly drenched in his pre, giving him the sensation of having wet himself. The blissful memory of finally freeing his two aching, pulsing members from the uncomfortable contraption, how they sprang out and bobbed before him, the surge of pleasure it gave him resurfaced into his mind, reminding him how much he loved not wearing anything, whether it was in private, or in public. “Also, I don’t know if you are aware of that but you have a very peculiar scent.” “Does he? I know you have a god nose but is it that special?” enquired Nick, perplexed by his mate’s claim. “It’s unique.” exclaimed Lyam, “That’s how I know he’s turned on.” “Wait you can smell me?” gasped Dereck, blushing profusely. “Indeed I can,” chirped Lyam, “Nick may not but I can tell you’re horny from all the way here.” “Damn… ok… that’s… good to know I suppose…” he mumbled, awestruck by how sharp Lyam’s sense of smell was. “Anyway, all of that to say we can both tell when you’re horny.” calmly let out Lyam. “Yep, like this horny lizard over there you’re not good at hiding it when you’re getting turned on.” “Hey at least I don’t have my cock dangling outside all the time.” rumbled Lyam, teeth bared, waving at his private parts in a somewhat tantalizing way, inviting them to look down. “Yeah, as if it ever stayed there.” “It’s kinda hard to keep it hidden with two handsome guys like you around, but I manage, and you can’t deny that.” purred Lyam, giving Nick a knowing look before nuzzling the human. “That you do, rarely but you do.” admitted Nick, letting out a low groan, sensing Lyam’’s agile tongue slither out of his maw, trailing down the side of his neck. “Anyway, back to the matter at hand.” let out Lyam, swiftly pulling away, his tongue still sticking out of his maw, “What I want to say is we’ve all seen what we’re hiding down there, whether we wear clothes or not, we’ve been walking this house fully naked for hours now, heck we’ve even explored each other quite… deeply if I may say so.” he spoke in a calm, soft tone, only letting out a low, thrilled purr, shuddering in bliss, his eyes sparkling, his lips twitching maliciously and his cock throbbing with a renewed vigor when those words left his maw, “So, there’s no need to be ashamed or shy around us, we won’t be bothered if you get hard, just let it all come out. After all there’s nobody to shame or report you around here, only friends, ones that do enjoy seeing that side of you come out.” cooed Lyam, nostrils flared, taking in the thick rich, potent musk emanating from the wolf’s groin. “I think that’s not helping.” whispered Nick, throwing his mate a wry smile upon spotting the clawed paw playing with his engorging maleness. “Sorry but it’s hard to resist with two handsome guys like you next to me.” “Indeed it’s not…” muttered Dereck, throwing a quick, furtive glance at Lyam, immediately regretting it, blood surging into his two cocks, making them grow larger and harder, grinding against his paws. “Sorry.” apologized Lyam in an astonishingly understanding tone, quickly removing his paw from his throbbing spire. “It’s… it’s fine… you’re even right in many ways, I love being naked and I’ve been missing doing it since you two barged into my life, even though it got me in some… sticky situations more than once.” he admitted in a barely audible whisper, his mother’s word echoing in his head, reminding how many times he had been discovered, and the even bigger amount of close calls he had been into. “See, then there is no point in being timid around us now.” happily chirped Lyam, tail joyfully wagging from side to side. “Well… yes… and no…” let out Dereck, Lyam raising a quizzical eyebrow. “How so?” “It’s true that… well we’ve seen each other naked for… some time now I don’t… feel comfortable around you… especially you Lyam.” he mumbled, his voice trembling. “May… I know why?” “He’s probably worried he’s gonna be jumped by a certain horny lizard I know.” “Precisely.” approved Dereck, grateful Nick understood his predicament. “Oh, I see.” gasped Lyam, somewhat horrified by the implications, “B-but fear not… I wouldn’t… force myself upon you even if I was pent-up.” “Sure we’re gonna believe that.” snorted Nick, unconvinced, Dereck nodding in approval. “That’s… kind of you but… I… I’m not too worried about that… I’m… more concerned with what I’d do if that time ever happened. Knowing myself… I wouldn’t mind accepting your offer… and we both saw where that lead last time.” he let out, feeling guilty and embarrassed, yet relieved to have let it all off his chest, “And I don’t want to be the source of more discord between you two.” A heavy silence fell upon them in the wake of his words, all of them perfectly quiet, not a sound disturbing the peace except for a distant, barely audible humming in the distance. Dereck gulped down, both relieved to have finally viced his concerns but now apprehending what would come next. “Haven’t we moved past that already?” enquired Lyam, rolling back to his paw before leaping from the couch, stretching out before them, putting his hard cock on a gorgeous display, beads of pre dangling from his tapered tip. “I guess not.” shrugged Nick, letting his gaze wander near to Lyam’s widely swaying erection. Dereck flinched, the familiar clicking of Lyam’s sharp talons on the ground echoing in his ears, causing him to look up, by reflex. A surprised scream burst from his maw when he found himself face to face with the dragon, his large snout mere inches away from his face, his glowing amber eyes planted straight into his. He tensed, wanting to step away, finding his body utterly paralyzed, unresponsive to his commands, his maw agape, eyes bulging wide, his nose uncontrollably twitching and flaring, overwhelmed by the potent fragrance tickling his sharp senses. As if Lyam had figured out what he was planning to do he rose to his hind paws, planting his clawed front paws into the squishy cushions of the couch on either side of him, effectively blocking all escapes. His heart raced into his chest, his eyes darting up and down the dragon’s imposing frame, the heat and smell of his exposed maleness growing stronger and more alluring, beginning to cloud his mind with a blissful haze that only made his two cocks pulse with a renewed vigor. Their gaze met again, all the playfulness and deviousness gone from his shining irises, replaced by a cold, impenetrable veil of seriousness and calm, leaving him to wonder if he was actually still talking to the same person. “Look, what happened back then was… a mistake, there is no questioning that, but it is in no way your fault. If there is someone to blame here it’s me, I’ve been teasing and enticing you in every way possible it’s no wonder you were pent-up.” stated Lyam after taking a deep breath, “And don’t even think about blaming yourself because you gave in, I’m at fault for this stupid, half-baked, poorly thought-out plan and I’m the only cause of the mess it caused.” he continued, not leaving him a single opportunity to protest. “You’re damn right on that Lyam,” confirmed Nick, inching closer to them, resting a hand on Dereck’s thigh, causing him to squirm even more, “with everything this devious lizard was doing to get you turned on it’s understandable you ended up doing it, and I forgive you entirely for that. To be honest I should actually thank you because that incident allowed us to have a conversation we wouldn’t have had otherwise.” “That… is true…” murmured Lyam, a slight pinkish hue creeping over his cheeks, his attention switching to his mate, a look of gratitude and affection enlightening his face. “R-r-r-really?” stammered Dereck, dumbfounded. The two only nodded in perfect sync, offering him a warm, reassuring smile before turning their attention toward each other, exchanging a brief but passionate kiss. “It was… greatly helpful for both of us and it… forced us to talk about subjects… we were both… unsure of….” muttered a hesitant Lyam as the kiss came to an end. “That’s quite the understatement.” “I know, but… I don’t want to get too much in the details of it, not now at least.” “That’s… understandable, you… don’t have to share that kind… of sensitive matters with me…” sputtered Dereck, blushing profusely, his imagination switching to high gear, trying to guess what the two aliens had said to each other, his lust-addled mind drawing the most alluring and enthralling ideas possible, fanning the flames of the raging fire blazing in his loins. “Well, there’s one thing you need to know, it’s thanks to this very talk that what happened earlier ever came to be.” “Is… is that so?” mumbled Dereck, speechless, scrutinizing the two aliens. “It is the honest truth.” confirmed Nick, “And to be fair… although I had my doubts at first it turned out to not be such a bad idea after all.” “Yeah, it’s great it went so well like that, I was afraid it would fail miserably.” happily chirped Lyam, tail happily swaying behind him. “Especially with that half-assed plan of yours.” continued Nick in a mocking giggle. “Oh gods… please don’t tell me this was all a set up…” squeaked Dereck, gulping down in apprehension and horror. “Well… yes and no…” let out Lyam, his head strangely dancing from side to side, his lips twitching in an embarrassed grimace, “I’d be lying if I said we hadn’t planned… for something but what I had in mind was… let’s just say… different…” shyly muttered Lyam, sensing the weight of the wolf’s gaze upon his scales, a pinkish hue forming on his back scales, “However that storm and the power outage that came along with it forced me to… improvise and… that was… I suppose the best I could come up with in such a short time.” “I still can’t believe you agreed to all this.” Let out Nick with an amused smile, “It was obvious where he was going with that game.” “Yes… it was…” muttered Dereck, “But to be fair at first since it was a good way to kill the boredom I thought fuck it let’s do it and see where it goes. And then… when I figured out where this was headed I thought… why stop now… I mean… I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to do it with both of you and… since you were both ok with it well… you know where that went…” he continued, his blush deepening with every word slipping out of his mouth, his cheeks burning red with embarrassment. “See, told you he wanted it too!” proudly shouted Lyam, a satisfied grin plastered across his face. “I don’t need you to remind me Lyam my butt kinda remembers it.” snorted Nick, gently pouncing the eager dragon. “S-s-sorry…” stammered Dereck, sinking into embarrassment, his predicament worsening with each passing second, his now fully hard erections pulsing excitedly against his paws, the still fresh memories flashing before his eyes. “I wasn’t complaining.” replied Nick, “I just didn’t think this horny lizard was so right.” “I… guess he… figured me out…’ he shyly mumbled, finding himself smiling as his gaze fell upon the devious, devilish creature standing before him, not bothering to hide his still prominent erection, his hips swaying, bucking, putting his hard spire on a gorgeous display. “That I did!” squeaked Lyam, proud of himself, tail wagging behind him, his eyes sparkling with joy and malice. “With how much you teased him that wasn’t hard to guess at all.” Snorted Nick in reply, throwing a somewhat disapproving glare to the dragon. “Anyway, all of this to say we’ve been more than just acquaintances at this point, we know each other quite deeply, and I believe we can thrust each other, especially with how… intimate we became… so, there is no point in covering yourself up like this.” encouraged Lyam, his snout bumping into his two firmly clutched hands, causing him to flinch and squirm in embarrassment. “That is… easy for you to say, but… to be honest I don’t… know what to make of it all… I thought it was a… one-time thing.” stammered Dereck, more and more pent-up although still reluctant to give in to his raging lust. “Also… I know the moment I remove my paws you’re gonna go straight for them.” “Well… how to resist such inviting beauties…” rumbled Lyam excitedly, nostrils flared, taking in the pungent musk radiating from the wolf’s groin. “Exactly what I’m talking about…” grumbled Dereck, tightening his grip around his crotch despite how painfully stiff his cocks were. “Lyam, control yourself you’re starting to look creepy.” sighed Nick, nudging the dragon away, forcing him to climb down the couch, giving Dereck some much needed room to breathe. “Sorry…” grumbled the disappointed, frustrated dragon, taking a few steps back, “I know I could give these two… juicy cocks of yours the most wonderful time of their life but I won’t insist.” “Thanks…” murmured Dereck, relieved. “And to give you a clearer answer to the very valid point you raised earlier, you’re right it was a one-time thing, or rather it was… supposed to.” calmly explained Nick, sitting right next to him, his soft, warm skin softly brushing against his lush fur, sending blissful shivers down his spine. “W-w-what… changed then?” enquired Dereck, apprehending the answer. “Well, we ad a… lengthy discussion in the shower…” “It wasn’t the only lengthy thing we had there but that’s a nice way to put it.” interjected Lyam, his eyes hovering around a specific part of his mate’s anatomy. Nick cringed slightly, eyes rolling in disbelief, however instead of protesting he only sighed, offering the wolf a warm, wry but apologetic smile. “Don’t… apologize… that was easy to guess…” whispered Dereck, his whole frame tensing, his two cocks surging under a new influx of blood, spurting thick ropes of pre all over his paws. “Sorry, couldn’t help it…” giggled Lyam, the same malicious glimmer shining in his amber irises. “Whatever,” grunted Nick under his breath, “what I was trying to say is that we agreed we… weren’t…. against doing it… with you… again…” slowly let out Nick, still a bit unsure, his eyes darting back and forth between him and Lyam. “Really!” squawked Dereck, equally shocked and thrilled, staring at the human in disbelief while down below his two members throbbed with a renewed vigor, his knots engorging in anticipation. Speechless, at a loss for word, his mind blanking, struggling to grasp what the two aliens were saying he stared in disbelief at the couple, his attention shifting from one to the other, scrutinizing each detail, scanning every inch of skin or scale, trying to determine if they were serious or not. A part of him wished, prayed, hoped it was all a lust induced reverie, a delightful dream from which he’d soon awake to find himself lying in a pool of his seed. However, the longer he observed them, the more he knew they were serious, their expression confirming what he suspected. He wasn’t shocked nor repulsed or afraid, in fact he was thrilled, his entire frame shuddering in joy and excitement, his tail wagging behind him, slapping into the couch, his ears perked right as his two cocks jumped, grinding against his sensitive pads. “Yes, really,” confirmed Nick, slowly nodding his head. “We wouldn’t be saying this if we weren’t a hundred percent serious.” added Lyam in a very convincing tone. “I… d-d-don’t… know… what to… say…” mumbled the wolf, utterly puzzled, his racing mind unable to form coherent thoughts, parts of him rejoiced, others eager, impatient, while others were more cautious, still crippled by fear and uncertainty. “No need to say anything.” whispered Lyam in a soft, reassuring tone, padding forward, resting one of his clawed forepaws on his thigh, the sharp talons grazing his fur with the softness of a cool breeze. The next instant an entirely different contact startled him, soft, warm delightful, slowly fondling his fur, making him melt in pure bliss. He didn’t have to look to know where and who it came from, dipping his head slightly, blushing profusely, his heart wildly pounding in his chest. His gaze fell down upon the two hands resting on his thighs, one covered in inky black scales, crowned by sharp, deadly talons, the other soft, clad in smooth pinkish skin, his body loving their two caresses. His gaze slowly drifted away, a bit lower to his own paws still firmly pressed to his groin, keeping his two raging erections trapped in a tight embrace, the scent of his arousal so thick, so potent there was no point in denying it any longer, his fur already drenched in the warm wetness of his overflowing pre, making it increasingly uncomfortable for him. After all, why bother hiding himself, they had already seen him naked, they had had sex together, he had seen and touched them as they had done to him, he had even pawed to them even if it was a very shameful act to him. Moreover, it wasn’t the fist time he had been naked around other males, he had done it so often he had lost count by now, heck he had even been undressed on many videos that were still online to this day, ensuring that many, friends and strangers alike had witnessed him in his simplest form. Furthermore, he would be lying to himself if he said the prospect of doing it with the two aliens again didn’t turn him on, simply thinking about it had him enthralled and achingly hard, craving for them. Nevertheless, despite the boiling desire rising inside him, coursing in his veins he was still unsure, wondering, afraid to see where things were going, concerned by how quickly events were unfolding, still questioning what this very strange but handsome couple had in mind for him. However, despite the maelstrom of questions swirling in his head, assaulting him from all sides, he slowly pulled his paws away, inch by inch, watching the two bloated red tips emerge underneath, glistening with pre, oozing more of the clear substance. Soon he was fully exposed, displaying himself before the two males, trembling in a mix of relief, hesitation and anticipation. A low groan escaped his panting maw as his twin shafts sprang out of their cage, throbbing wildly, so hard, so hot, so needy he had to summon all his resources to resist the urge to touch himself. Instead, he stretched his trembling paws as far away as possible from his two engorged shafts, resting them on the hand and paw caressing his thighs. His entire frame shook under a blissful shudder as they made contact, the two aliens seeming to feel the same, warm smiles floating on their lips. Nick tensed for a split second as the warm, damp paw fell upon his sensitive hand, the heated liquid coating his soft, squishy pads seeping under his skin, Lyam letting out a soft, elated purr, shivering from head to toe under the gentle but slimy contact. “See, don’t you feel better already?” cooed Lyam, his large snout slowly, imperceptibly inching closer, giving him an unexpected yet pleasant nuzzle. “I… guess… so..” muttered Dereck, a blissful tide washing over him, triggered by the mere caress of the warm air of the room upon his overly sensitive maleness. The sudden, unexpected affection left him stunned, speechless, blushing profusely, staring with incredulity at the large mass of black and yellow scales taking most of his vision. He was stunned and delighted in equal measures, the soft, gentle rub of slick smooth scales upon his fur making him shiver uncontrollably, his gaze immediately shifting toward Nick, only to see him observing the scene, unflinching, even looking amused by the wolf’s surprise. “Oh wow, you definitely needed to let the dogs out!” exclaimed the dragon with an excited thrill in his voice, drawing Dereck’s attention back to him, discovering him staring with want at his groin, his nostrils flared, taking in the thick potent musk blasting from his two cocks. He tensed, his muscles stiffening, his mind telling him to cover himself, to hide himself from the hungry dragon, to put as much distance between them as possible. But he did no such thing, remaining perfectly immobile, taking long, deep breath to appease his mind. Instead, he leaned back into the couch, widening his stance a bit, an apprehending shudder running down his spine when the feisty gaze traced along his fully displayed twin spires. His eyes followed the dragon’s own, falling upon his achingly hard cocks bobbing and bouncing with each rapid throb, oozing rivulets of slick, aqueous pre that cascaded down his two lengths, giving them a glossy, slick look. “I guess… you could say that…” he mumbled, still anxious about the whole situation, yet slowly adjusting nevertheless, admitting to himself it felt good to let his cocks freely bob, throb and bounce in the open. “Yeah, you sure look pent up, you might even rival Lyam in that matter.” chuckled Nick amusingly, tossing his mate a sly grin to which Lyam answered with a wry smirk. “Well… it’s… hard to not get… hard when I have two… very handsome… and naked guys teasing me all the time…” stammered Dereck, fighting the growing urge to stroke himself, his gaze drifting away on it’s own accord, stopping firstly on Lyam’s thick, ridged, knotted spire, staring at the beads of pre dripping from it’s tip before shifting it’s focus to Nick’s rock-hard maleness the tip slightly wet from arousal. “Well, if we make you that hard, perhaps we could help you deal with your… issue…” rumbled Lyam, his tongue slowly dashing over his lips. “Why am I not surprised…” sighed Nick, gently but firmly nudging the dragon away. “To be fair… I saw that coming…” muttered Dereck, gulping down nervously, relieved when Lyam finally, reluctantly stepped aside. “You know you could just say no, I’d understand that.” grumbled Lyam grumpily. “As if that would stop you.” grunted Nick in return. “Hey I can control myself, have a little faith in me!” roared the dragon in protest. “That’s difficult to have any faith in you when you just said barely a minute ago you wouldn’t insist.” “Well, I…” squeaked Lyam, a deep, crimson blush spreading over his cheeks, his gaze turning away, contemplating the farthest wall, “I… sorry… you… you’re right… that was… inappropriate.” apologetically murmured Lyam, head bowed down, “but… it seemed very… fair to lend a hand since we’re the one to cause you such troubles.” “You have other excuses like that?” sighed Nick, doubtful. “I can think of a few more.” Replied Lyam, deviously smiling at his mate. “You’re unbelievable Lyam…” “That’s why you love me.” giggled the cloned creature playfully, “Anyway, Nick is right I… shouldn’t be so insistent with you, so… if you want a paw… a maw or anything else to help you deal with your… issues I’d be happy to provide it, but if you’d prefer to take care of it as you see fit I would perfectly understand it.” let out Lyam in a calm, thoughtful tone, glancing only for a split second at the wolf’s throbbing members. “T-thanks…” whispered Dereck, breathing a sigh of relief although a part of him was tempted to accept Lyam’s offer straight away, the burning ache in his loins becoming hard to resist. “That’s more like it.” approved Nick, “Also, if you want to put that big mouth of yours to good use I’ve got the perfect thing for you.” “Oh you little pervert, you know if you wanted it you just had to say the word…” growled Lyam, a devious glimmer brightly shining in his eyes as he quickly trotted toward the human, his hard cock slapping his belly. Dereck stared in a mix of surprise, disbelief and curiosity as Lyam planted himself firmly before his lover, raising to his hindpaws, his snout hanging mere inches away from the thick, pulsating shaft jutting between Nick’s legs, seemingly oblivious to the fact he was right next to them. His entire frame tensed as the dragon’s lengthy tongue slipped out of his opening jaws, dragging along the underside of Nick’s member, the human letting out a loud groan. Pleasure surged through his veins as something hot, soft and a little damp wrapped around his two achingly hard erections, sending a blissful jolt in his trembling frame, his gaze immediately rushing down in confusion, only to be met with the sight of his own paw. “Oh wow Nick, look at that, I think we’re drawing quite an audience there…” moaned Lyam amused. “Oh… err… sorry… I-I… didn’t… mean… too…” gasped Dereck, hastily removing his paw from his throbbing dicks, dipping his head in guilt, “I-I… should go… before I embarrass myself again…” “No, it’s fine you don’t have to go, perhaps we should head to a more appropriate place instead.” reassured Nick in a calm tone, both hands holding Lyam’s snout aligned with his cock, as if trying to prevent him from getting too distracted, “Why bother?’ enquired Lyam in return, “If that had been an issue don’t you think we would have moved somewhere else already?” rumbled Lyam excitedly, giving his mate’s tip a loving kiss. “I… can’t deny that.” admitted Nick. “So, feel free to watch, and even join if you want.” chirped Lyam excitedly, his hips swaying from side to side, causing his large cock to wiggle in turn. “O-ok…” murmured Dereck in disbelief, perplexed, hesitant, unsure of what to do. His eyes, despite his best efforts, remained glued to the two aliens next to him, unable to look away even if he had wanted to, his paw acting of it’s own free will already wrapping around his rigid maleness. Then they all froze, a loud gurgling sound echoing through the silent room, silencing every other sound, bringing them all to a halt, staring at each other with a puzzled expression. “Oh wow, someone’s hungry.” chuckled Lyam, a sly smile curling his lips, his eyes darting at Nick and Dereck while he widened his stance, offering them both a gorgeous, unmistakable view of his thick, turgid red cock. “T-t-that… wasn’t me… although… I must say I’m starving.” let out Dereck, his stomach growling in agreement, reminding him he hadn’t eaten in quite a while now. “Yeah that one’s on me.” giggled Nick, earning a devilish grin from the dragon before him, “Gotta say moving all these boxes has me working up quite an appetite.” “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t hungry either.” chirped Lyam in approval, “Although I have all I need right at hand for that.” he added, his tongue swirling around Nick’s shaft, “And if you want I even have enough in store to feed both of you.” he continued, lifting one of his hindpaws, displaying his fully engorged, dripping cock. “We mean actual food Lyam!” growled Nick, eyes rolling back in disbelief, “can’t you keep the horny side to a minimum for at least five minutes.” “Chil out, I’m just playing with you.” replied the playful dragon, abandoning his mate’s cock to instead plant a loving kiss on his lips startling Nick in the process. “I’m just saying that in case we don’t have any food at hand… well there is always my solution.” he whispered, thrusting his hips upward, grinding his ridged cock against the edge of the couch, smearing his slick, musky lubricant all over the slick surface. “I think… we won’t have to resort to that.” let out Dereck, springing up from the couch, trying to hide his relief from evading this increasingly embarrassing situation, “I’ve checked earlier and we have a fully stocked fridge at hand so we should be good for tonight.” “That’s good to hear.” exclaimed Nick, much to Lyam’s disappointment. “Let me take care of that while you two… you know…” he stammered, avoiding direct eye contact with them, his two members surging with newfound desire, throbbing and twitching wildly between his legs, rivulets of pre drizzling down his two turgid poles. “That’s very kind of you.” Let out Nick, slowly fondling Lyam’s neck, the dragon’s snout nestled comfortably in the hollow of his neck, “But how about we give you a hand. I mean it would be rude of us to make you do all the work.” “Oh that… is very considerate of you but… I don’t mind handling the cooking… also I… don’t want to disturb…” “Hey you’re not disturbing us in any way, we can continue that later, am I right Lyam?” interrupted Nick, raising an interrogative eyebrow at Lyam who was idly cooing and purring in delight, tail swaying happily behind him. “We… definitely can… postpone this… for now…” he moaned, staring at the wolf with gleeful eyes, leaving him to wonder what Nick was actually doing to him, “Although… I wouldn’t mind… a little… foretaste before we start…” “How about we keep that for desert?” offered Nick with a wry smile, gently pushing Lyam away before getting up, stretching out in the open before the feisty eyes of the dragon. “That’s an offer I can’t refuse!” shouted Lyam, shuddering in anticipation, his eyes wandering on Nick’s groin, watching his member flex and throb in the light. “Alright, let’s get to it then.” “With pleasure.” agreed Lyam, following Nick toward the kitchen, their hard cocks bobbing and bouncing before them, leaving behind small spots and lines all over the floor. Dereck stood there, bewildered, speechless, staring at the two aliens as they passed by, jaws hanging wide open yet no sound coming out, the unusual couple perplexing him more and more with each passing second, but in all honesty he liked it, his gaze trailing down to his own hard cocks proudly standing before him, awaiting the attention they had been craving for. His nostrils flared, catching whiffs of the strong, alluring scent floating in the air, the musky fragrance tickling his senses in just the right way, a delightful chill running down his spine, sending a new rush of arousal toward his bloated cocks. The part of him that was uneasy with their openness and constant teasing behavior, especially on Lyam’s part, was slowly vanishing; superseded by another side of him he had kept in check for a long time, fueled by old memories of his previous fun times, burning bright with eagerness and lust. A wide grin slowly grew over his lips as his paw caressed his twin shafts, eliciting a low whimper from him, his hips uncontrollably bucking forward, his body yearning, craving, aching for the kind of action they had offered. “Hey Dereck, you’re coming?” enquired a familiar voice. A surprised, panicked yelp burst from his maw, his heart leaping into his chest before he spun around, finding himself face to face with Lyam, the dragon’s black snout peaking out from the kitchen, his sharp, malicious gaze already fully focused onto his exposed gender, “Oh… or perhaps you need some… time to yourself to scratch that itch?” “Oh err… no, no it’s… it’s gonna be fine…” stammered Dereck, trying to calm the mad drumming of his heart. “You sure? I mean if you need a few minutes to yourself it’s all ok but… let’s just say I don’t trust Nick with any kind of cooking.” “I heard you!” roared a familiar voice from inside the kitchen, “and you’d better watch that tongue of yours or you’re not getting anything to eat.” Dereck couldn’t help but smile, amused, even giggling lightly, before him Lyam cringing and grimacing, half pleading him to come to his aid, half fearing his mate’s treat was serious. “No worries, I’m coming.” he casually let out, taking a deep breath. “You’re sure? You don’t want to take care of this before?” asked Lyam, frowning in surprise, “Don’t take me wrong I know you are not in the mood now but… don’t you want to take care of that first.” “No, there’s no need.” boldly snorted Dereck in response, “Besides it won’t be my first time cooking naked… or hard.” Lyam smirked, feigning to be offended by the comment while raising a quizzical eyebrow at him. “Intrigued aren’t you?” chuckled Dereck as he stepped toward the dragon. “That’s the word indeed. Now I’m curious to see you get at it.” “Well then open your eyes and don’t get in the way.” advised Dereck as he stepped into the kitchen, taking a quick glance at Nick’s exposed rear before heading toward the fridge. “With pleasure.” happily squeaked Lyam behind him, the dragon’s gaze still homed on him. “Hey that’s no reason to let us do all the work, come here and give me a hand would you!” shouted Nick, pulling out a precarious pile of pots from a cupboard. “Sure thing!” exclaimed Lyam, rushing to the rescue. -------------------------------------------------------------TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2----------------------------------------------------------------------