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"writing": "[b][u][center]The Village of Hedonists\nPart 3\nFor Ultilix\nBy Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nMorning arrived, and with it came the pressure that Emerald always tried to forget. The green dragon rolled onto his side, hoping that he was the one that had woken up first and that Ruby was still deep, deep asleep, or at the very least that she hadn’t opened her eyes yet. The last thing that he wanted her to see was his morning wood pulling at the sheets and – and – nope, not thinking about it. \n\nHe pulled his pillow tighter to his head, closing his eyes as his cheeks flared. Despite wearing his clothes to bed, [i]something[/i] had him hard as a rock. Harder than the demon could get him with all that teasing, harder than the time that he’d been under Sofia’s spell, harder than – \n\n[i]Stop thinking of how hard you are![/i] \n\nBiting his lips, Emerald looked over his shoulder. Ruby was still deep in slumber, her eyes closed, her breathing even. He wondered what she was dreaming about, then put that out of his mind. He…\n\nHe didn’t want to think about his sister dreaming of the same things that had filled his mind overnight. \n\nStill blushing, he slowly edged his way out of bed. Sliding out from under the sheets, he fumbled about for his vest, his coin-purse, and the little knife that he’d picked up (with Caspar’s help). He didn’t know how to use it aside from at the dinner table, but the frog had said that just wearing it helped keep the worst bullies to one side. \n\nHe strapped it on with everything else and left the room, closing the door as quietly as he could behind him. Ruby had had a hard day; she deserved the chance to sleep in. Maybe he could get some breakfast for the two of them so she didn’t have to go down and see all…that again. That’d be nice. \n\nBefore he walked down to the common room, he checked the other rooms. Leo and the orange hornball were both sleeping, snoring away and so close that they were probably – almost definitely – post-fuck. He shut the door again, staring at the ceiling for a moment as his erection continued to twitch away. \n\n[i]Come on, can’t be everyone doing it…right?[/i]\n\nHe looked at the other bedroom. If they were still sleeping, that wouldn’t be so bad, but if they were awake and – \n\n[i]I’m…just going to get breakfast and then check on everyone.[/i]\n\nYeah. That sounded better. \n\nAfter adjusting his bulge, he walked downstairs and found the common room basically empty. The leopard bartender was still there, wiping down the countertops, and he looked well-rested. At the very least, he smiled as Emerald came around the corner, waving at him. \n\n“Hey there. Get some good rest with your friend?”\n\n“Um…m-mostly.”\n\n“Need anything to keep the eggs away?” \n\n“I – you – what?!”\n\n“Heh, unless you’re trying to breed?”\n\n“…”\n\n“Can every dragon shoot steam out of their ears or is it just –”\n\n“We’re n-not like that! I mean…I d-d-don’t…She wouldn’t…”\n\nBarbas chuckled, the leopard holding up one hand. \n\n“Hey, hey, everyone does things different. Whether you’re trying to get her with egg or not, I don’t mind. And she looked like she had a great ass, so, at least you got a good alternative, eh?”\n\n“C-can we talk about something else?”\n\n“Oh, sure. Hey, you mind giving me a hand cleaning up? I’ll throw in a discount on some of the premium breakfast.”\n\n“S-s-sure.”\n\nAnything to not think about [i]breeding[/i] Ruby. That was enough to nearly turn him into a ruby dragon himself. \n\nHe ducked behind the counter, taking dish after dish from the leopard and dunking it into a bucket of water. It was a familiar enough routine; he’d done that often enough at the house before it got broken, and he’d worked in the kitchen with the demon often enough to be dish-boy. It was almost soothing as he cleaned everything off, taking them to a drying rack and leaving them in the perfect configuration to dry without soaking each other again. \n\nBarbas nodded, leaning against the counter. \n\n“Heh, you’re pretty quick at that. Done this sort of thing for rent before?”\n\n“N-no, just…wanting to help.”\n\n“Well, you did plenty of that. Saved me a good hour of dish-work, for sure,” the bartender said, nodding toward the kitchen behind the bar. “Plenty of breakfast back there if you want it. Or – anyone ever tell you that you got a cute butt, kid?”\n\n“…O-once or…or t-t-twice.”\n\n“Heh, no need to be shy, kid. Or, you know, maybe a little…gods, you really do look adorable when you’re blushing.”\n\nEmerald sputtered, his cheeks flaring hotter still as the leopard stepped away from the bar and took a step toward him. He felt like he should run, or flee to the upper floors, or – or something, but his feet felt like they were nailed to the floor. \n\nAnd his cock…\n\nHe swore that every inch of the stupid thing was probably on display at that moment; he felt so hard that he might very well rip right through his pants. He huffed as he took a step back, desperately lunging for a cup of water to try and cool himself down. As he chugged it down, he had a brief moment of lucidity, the chill in the ice water helping him think just a bit clearer – \n\n“Heh, you want me to take the lead, kid?” \n\nAnd then the bartender was right behind him, a bulge pressed against his ass, his tail nudged up ever so gently, and a hand – \n\n“MMMMMMPH!”\n\n“Sensitive, aren’t ya?”\n\n“P-please –”\n\n“Don’t worry. I don’t bite. You want that, you’ll need one of the rougher guys. Never tried dragon before, though.”\n\nHis breath caught in his throat as the feline slowly undid the tie that held his pants up. A little pull, so delicate, so simple, and – \n\nTHUMP!\n\nAnd then his pants hit the floor, and his cock flicked up, and – \n\n“Heh, not doing badly there,” Barbas said, one finger under Emerald’s cock and gently teasing the head. “So, how do you wanna do this? You want to get sucked, or –”\n\n“I-I w-w-want to g-go back upstairs, please!”\n\n“…Oh, uh…sure…”\n\nAs soon as Barbas let him go, Emerald ran around the corner. The dragon was halfway up the stairs before – \n\n“OOF!”\n\n“…Forget to pull up your pants?” the leopard called up after him. \n\n“…yes…”\n\n“You okay?”\n\n“…Kinda.”\n\n“You want me to get you some food and leave it at the bottom of the stairs?”\n\n“P-please…”\n\nDoing his best to ignore the muttered ‘weird’ and other comments from down below, the fallen dragon rolled onto his back and shimmied back into his pants. His dick didn’t want to go down as he fumbled them up and around his hips again, but eventually he was able to get it to go down. And yet…\n\nYet, all the time he was thinking about what would happen if someone were to come down the stairs or step into the inn and see him like that. Flopped out, legs spread, pants down around his ankles with…that…shown off for all to see. Barbas had sounded…very interested in the idea of ‘tasting’ a dragon, and – \n\n“Mmmph…”\n\nHe rubbed the back of his head, trying not to think about it, but it was like the idea was burrowing into his brain. Were dragons that special? Was it that different to have someone like him instead of one of the other guys in the party? Caspar was the biggest of them, and the frog seemed to like showing off how big he was – when he wasn’t being super-nice with them – but then, the demon was…well…\n\n“Mmmph…mmm…”\n\n“Hey, kid, you sure you don’t want some help?”\n\nEmerald froze. The leopard had stopped at the bottom of the stairs and was looking up at him, and – \n\nAnd the dragon realized that he had his hand on his crotch. Groping. Squeezing. Touching himself. \n\n“…”\n\n“Heh, hey, whatever floats your boat, kid. You wanna do that solo, go ahead, but seems a shame when you’re such a hot piece of tail.”\n\nHe couldn’t even get a word out as he got to his feet and climbed down the stairs. Emerald took the trays of food with shaking hands, almost rattling the cups of tea right off the wooden boards and sending them and the eggs to the ground. He turned on his heels, barely keeping himself from running up the stairs as – \n\nThrob. \n\nThrob. \n\nThrob. \n\n“Mmmmph…” \n\nEmerald stopped at the top step, biting back an embarrassed whimper. Why was he so…so pent-up? He hadn’t felt like this for…\n\nWell, he wasn’t sure that he had ever felt like this. It was like every thought he had was being yanked right back between his legs. He wasn’t even sure that he liked the idea of having sex, but his body kept telling him that he needed it, needed it so bad that he would give in to half an invitation right now. \n\nBut why? Just…why?\n\nThe green dragon walked back to Leo’s door, putting the food tray in front of it before scurrying across the hall to Caspar, Wes, and Sofia’s room. He was about to knock when – \n\n“Mmm…mmmph…”\n\nIt was the witch’s voice, and – \n\n“Nnnngh…”\n\nHis ear-fins jumped as a shiver ran down his spine. That…that sounded like she was – \n\n“Mmmph…ah…mmmph…that…dumb dragon…”\n\nWas Sofia talking about his sister? He knew that they were having a hard time getting along but – no, she was – was she masturbating? Why would she – \n\nAnother mental image, this time of his sister and Sofia in the same room, the same bed, [i]touching[/i] each other flooded his mind. His face burned hotter than ever, but his cock demanded attention. Almost against his will, his hand slowly went down between his legs, rubbing over his pants. \n\n“Nnngh…t-this is…this isn’t…g-good…”\n\nIt was wrong. They could pop out and see him – \n\nNo. She wouldn’t be doing that with Wes and Caspar in the room. They must have already gone somewhere and – \n\nAnd – \n\n“Mmmph…”\n\nHe pressed his head into his arm, stifling the little moans that were escaping him as he groped and squeezed himself through his pants. He was getting harder and harder, and the more that he groped himself, the wetter and slimier it felt inside his pants. \n\nHe didn’t even know why he was touching himself. There weren’t any fantasies running around in his head. He didn’t even know if he liked sex, but his body was driving him insane with need. He had to – he had to get off or – or – \n\n“Mmmph…Em…Emerald…”\n\n[i]Me?![/i]\n\nHe was so far gone that he almost stopped right then and there…and would have stood right there with his hand on his cock if he hadn’t heard a door opening just down the hall. That, finally, broke through the heat in his head. Without a thought, Emerald ran down the stairs and out the front door. He didn’t know where he was running to, but he knew that he couldn’t be there. Not right now. Not like that. Not – \n\n#\n\n“Mmmph. Emerald?” \n\nRuby grumbled, rubbing her eyes as she cracked the door open. For a split-second, she thought she’d seen her brother, but no. The hallway was empty. There was a platter of food by Caspar’s door and one by Leo’s room, but none for her. \n\nAnd no sign of Emerald, either. \n\n[i]I hope he’s okay…[/i]\n\nOn the plus side, at least he hadn’t noticed that she’d needed to change her clothes. She didn’t know what had happened last night, but she’d gone through quite the dream. One that she didn’t entirely remember, but…\n\nBreasts. She remembered breasts. And a nice pair of legs wrapped around her and pulling her close so that they could scissor against each other. \n\nShe smiled, shaking her head. Dreams were harmless enough, and it was nice to get one that didn’t involve dicks for once. She saw enough of those with the party, and despite getting better about dealing with it, she still didn’t [i]enjoy[/i] seeing everyone else waving their bits around. \n\n“Wonder if they have a shower anywhere…”\n\nShe walked down the stairs, adjusting to the feeling of not wearing underwear. Despite Leo giving her a lovely set of clothes, her underwear was what needed cleaning the most. It could wait in the room for her, she’d decided, and the rest had been swapped out with the meager clothing that they’d picked up…\n\nSomewhere? Ruby decided that it wasn’t worth thinking too hard about. \n\nAs she reached the bottom of the stairs, the leopard from last night looked up from the bar. He chuckled, waving at her. \n\n“Hey miss.”\n\n“…Nice to see that you actually have clothes,” she said, shaking her head with a small smile as she sat at the bar. “Did you happen to see my brother?”\n\n“Brother? You mean the green guy?”\n\nRuby nodded. The leopard winced. \n\n“Oooooooooh. That might explain why he ran off like that…”\n\n“…What happened?”\n\n“Heh. I just thought he and you were trying to breed –”\n\n“WHAT?!” \n\nRuby’s tail popped as she sat up straight on the barstool, staring wide-eyed at the leopard. He took a step back, holding up his hands. \n\n“Hey, hey, calm down. It was just a question. I didn’t know you two were related, girl. I thought you were dating or something like that.”\n\n“No! He’s my [i]brother[/i]. Gods. No. No, no, no, no.”\n\n“Okay, okay, sheesh. Calm down. Not like I was pushing it. Not like there’s anything wrong with it, either, but –”\n\n“Ugh. Just…stop talking. I really – gods…”\n\nThe very idea of that happening – of Emerald doing what he almost did when Sofia’s curse had hold of him – sent a horrible shiver down her spine. She didn’t even want to think about her brother holding her and doing…that. It was scary enough when Inalao almost forced them to have sex in town; being forced to enjoy that then, to think of nothing but pleasure while in Emerald’s arms…\n\nIt still lingered. She shook her head as she wrapped her arms around her middle. Dirty. She felt so dirty. \n\n“Do you have a bath? Or anything to clean up with?” \n\n“Oh. Yeah, there’s one ‘round back.”\n\n“Inside?”\n\n“Of course.”\n\n“Please.”\n\n“Of course, of course. Here, I’ll – right round here,” the leopard said, pulling up the slat in the bar to let her through. \n\nThe shower ended up being an isolated thing in the back of the kitchen, around a corner with a curtain to pull shut. Ruby waited for the leopard to leave, then took off her clothes, folded them up, and stepped under the pipe sticking out of the wall. After a moment’s hesitation, she pulled the chain beside it – \n\n“Mmmph…mmm…”\n\nAnd then hot water soothed her discomfort away. The blue-scaled dragoness leaned against the wall, eyes closed, the water running down her head, her back, over her breasts, everywhere. She didn’t even have to touch herself; the water pressure was high enough that it was cutting through the grime and dust of the road and washing away what felt like days of sweat and nastiness. The warmth felt like being cuddled into a warm bed, and she leaned against the wall more fully, just letting it rain over her. \n\n[i]Mmmm…don’t get this on the road…I missed this…[/i]\n\nRuby stood there, letting the water wash away the grime, the dust, the leftover bits of forest, slime, and more that she’d been exposed to during their journey. As the heat ran down her back, it crept around her tail and between her cheeks. She reached back with one hand, spreading them, sighing at the clean feeling that followed as the water swept against her intimate places. It felt so good to actually wash it down instead of just taking a cloth – or worse, leaves – to clean herself up between her legs and everywhere else. \n\nIt even gave her a nice tingle as it slicked down her thighs. Must have been drawn from some sort of hot spring or something like that. She would have to ask someone; maybe they’d have time to go down there and enjoy a soak. \n\n[i]It’d be nice to have a chance to relax without everything turning sexy again…[/i]\n\nShaking her head, she started washing herself up. The leopard had been nice enough to leave some washcloths for her to use, and she made full use of them, dragging the rough old things across her chest and down her legs. Every little touch was oddly sensual, enough that she looked at the cloth to see if there was something to them, but no, they looked completely normal. \n\nRuby blushed once she realized that cleaning herself between her legs was causing more of a reaction than usual. She paused as she brought one of the cloths back up and saw a shimmering stain that didn’t look anything like water. Running her thumb over it, she could feel the slight sliminess to it and knew exactly what it was. \n\nNormally, she would have ignored it, gone back to cleaning, and pretended that nothing had happened. She nearly did…but as she brought her hand down to her pussy again, she hesitated. \n\n[i]Nobody’s around…nobody can see…would it really be so bad? When am I going to get privacy again after this?[/i]\n\nHer cheeks burned as she imagined someone else seeing her with her fingers buried in her pussy, but at the same time, she knew that she had to relieve herself somehow. Might as well do it when there was nobody else to watch and judge her. \n\nKeeping one hand busy at her chest, cleaning under her breasts and around her nipples, she brought the other one between her legs and curled her fingers. Her pussy parted around two of them and she huffed, closing her eyes tightly as she worked them in. The soft squelch of shower water and her own juices was just barely loud enough for her to hear, but she still blushed at the thought of doing this so publicly. \n\n[i]You almost got fucked by your own brother, and you’ve been walking around naked for half of the last few weeks. You’d think you’d be used to this by now,[/i] she thought, working her fingers in a little deeper and – \n\n“Mmmph…”\n\nShe found her g-spot, and she huffed as she rubbed it. Almost immediately her fingers were soaked by a completely different liquid, slimier than the shower water and far slicker. She leaned her head against the wall, puffing quietly as she worked her fingers in, out, in, out, kneading the tips of her fingers against that sensitive spot before focusing on the rest of her slit. Her breath came in short, sharp huffs, and it took everything she had to keep her voice down. \n\n[i]Mmmph…ah…[/i]\n\nA third finger slipped in as she imagined what would happen if someone did come upon her right now. Would she be able to stop? Or would she just keep going, forcing herself closer and closer to her climax and the relief that she needed? It was hard to tell, and she honestly wasn’t sure if she could stop even if – \n\n[i]Em…[/i]\n\nNo, no, she didn’t want to think of her brother like that, but – \n\n[i]Em behind her, supporting her, loving her the way that he always had. Her eyes closed, his eyes the same, talking with their hands as they felt each other. The only one that she could trust for so long, the one that she had taken care of for years and who wanted to take care of her now – [/i]\n\n“Mmmph!”\n\nShe almost came from that, and now she was so close, just a bit more – \n\n“Ruby!”\n\nLeo. The dragoness yelped as she yanked her hand away from her pussy, staring at the thick goo that clung to her fingers for a split-second before wiping them clean. \n\n“Just a second,” she called. \n\n“Okay! We’re waiting down here! I found something!”\n\nFound something. Which meant – right. She should have remembered. There was magic here. That was the whole reason that they were here. This wasn’t just about traveling and sex and everything else. \n\nShe turned off the water, a different kind of shiver running down her back as the last of the heat disappeared with it. Missing it already, Ruby grabbed her towel and started wiping herself dry. \n\n[i]Everywhere.[/i]\n\n#\n\nRuby stepped out of the kitchen to find the whole group at the table. Of the other six, only two of them didn’t have bright red spots on their face: Wes and Leo. Even Emerald looked as embarrassed as she’d ever seen him and he didn’t meet her eyes when she sat down between him and Sofia. \n\nHe didn’t look at Sofia, either; in fact, he seemed to deliberately avoid looking anywhere near her. \n\n[i]Weird.[/i]\n\n“So, uh…”\n\nEvery eye turned to Emerald. Her brother hunched his shoulders, eyes going wider and wider as a sweat-drop ran down his forehead. Ruby patted his back. \n\n“S-so, um…h-has anyone else been feeling…w-weird?” he asked. \n\n“Weird how?” Wes asked. \n\n“Just…w-weird. Like, um…”\n\nRuby saw the way that he looked back at her again. It was the same way that he had looked at her when they’d come out of the trance with Inalao. She sat up a little straighter in her seat, looking around the table. \n\nCaspar was the first to respond. The frog put his hand to his chin, leaning back in his chair as he hummed to himself. \n\n“I suppose that there was something last night,” he said. \n\n“What? What happened?” Leo asked, leaning on the table. \n\n“Well…Oh, this is a bit embarrassing.”\n\n“What? Was it a bad thing? Something you didn’t want?”\n\n“Oh, no, not at all, Mage Leo,” Caspar said, shaking his head. “No, no, it’s just…a little embarrassing. I had a long, long night with one of the local women – a lovely monkey named Cathy – and I only just realized that I…went home with her, instead of staying here at the inn.”\n\nIt was Ruby’s turn for her eyes to nearly bug out of their sockets. Of all the people in their little group, Caspar was the last one that she had imagined going off with someone else. Well, the last one after her. He was so…responsible, and particularly with how he cared for them and treated them with such kindness and protection. \n\nThe idea that he might have been so…riled up…\n\n[i]Would it feel…okay…if he –[/i]\n\nNope. \n\nLesbian. \n\nNot going down that route. \n\n“She was…very forward. And very talented. I might…” Caspar paused, blinking. “…Was I really about to say that?”\n\n“Now I’m curious,” the demon said, chuckling as he leaned against the table and rested his head on his hand. “She have some good tricks?”\n\n“She was…very good with her feet.”\n\n“Heh, never thought that’d be a thing for you, big guy.” Still chuckling, the perpetual hornball crossed his arms, leaned back…and frowned. “Still, now that I think about it…”\n\n“What? You get some mind-blowing blowjob?” Ruby asked. \n\n“Heh. I wish. No, it’s…weird. Fucked Leo pretty good last night –”\n\n“And this is news how?”\n\n“Well, I didn’t really [i]need[/i] to, that’s the thing. Or…Maybe I did, but not the way that I usually do. It’s like –”\n\n“Like your body needed something that your brain did not understand?”\n\nThis time, everybody turned to stare at Sofia. The gray cat sat up a little higher in her seat, and Ruby swore that she was fighting some sort of gloating pride with every bit of goth austerity that she could muster. \n\n“Almost like it did not feel like ‘horny’, at least, not the way that you are used to. No fantasies, no attraction, just…arousal. And the need to indulge in it. Yes?”\n\n“…Wow. That’s…basically it, yeah,” the demon said. \n\n“I admit that it was like that with Cathy,” Caspar said, nodding. “She was very…enjoyable, and playful, but it was not as if I needed to be doing it with her. It was more like I…”\n\n“J-just needed to…d-do it…” Emerald muttered. \n\n“I told you. This is –”\n\n“If you say that this is where ‘stuff’ happens, I am lighting your tail on fire.”\n\n“Try it, demon,” Sofia said. \n\n“Dare you first.”\n\n“Guys!” \n\nLeo interrupted with flailing sleeves. Ruby was glad; if the demon hadn’t started throwing fireballs, she might have started throwing claws. Sofia pissed her off without even trying. \n\nStill, the cat wasn’t wrong. That was more or less how it had felt in the shower, and from the sound of it, most of the group had been feeling the same thing. Not Wes – or at least, the rabbit wasn’t confessing to anything – and seemingly – \n\n“What about you, Leo?” she asked. \n\n“What about me?”\n\n“Were you…”\n\nEven now, after this long, she still found it hard to ask something like that. The silence lingered, and he just stared at her with those big yellow eyes under his hood. She eventually sighed, rubbing her forehead. \n\n“She meant did you feel horny like that when we fucked?”\n\n“I didn’t say that!” she shouted. \n\n“Yeah, but you weren’t gonna. So, what were you feeling, Leo?”\n\n“…Not much,” he admitted, shaking his head. “But I was looking at all the magic books all night. I kinda forgot that I was having sex, actually.”\n\n“You WHAT?!”\n\n“Wow. Not noticing being engaged in demonic coitus; that is certainly an achievement,” Caspar said. \n\n“I…I don’t know what to say to that…”\n\n“Anyway!” Leo stood up on his chair. “I found something! There’s magic underground, and they said that there’s a jewel mine down there, right?”\n\n“Yeah, I remember,” Wes said, crossing his arms. “And I ain’t stolen anything from it yet. Didn’t say I wouldn’t, though.”\n\n“…Right.” Leo sat down again. “But I was thinking – if the magic’s under the village, and there’s a mine under the village, maybe we can find it if we go exploring the mine.”\n\n“…That isn’t a bad idea,” Ruby admitted, rubbing the back of her head. “Still, if it’s magic making us all…like that…”\n\nEverything that she’d been feeling in the shower, the way that her body had been heating up and sensitive, how little thoughts she’d never consider started running through her head and made her think of…very taboo things…What if she was too close to it? What if she went down into the mines and the magic got stronger?\n\n[i]What if Emerald went down there without me?[/i]\n\nOh. Hell no. She was the big sister. She took [i]care[/i] of her brother. \n\n“You’re going to need a dragon down there,” she muttered, pushing herself to her feet. “And that’ll be me.”\n\n“B-but Ruby –”\n\n“Me,” she repeated, shaking her head. “Em, you stay up here. I don’t want this getting to you.”\n\n“…B-but what about you?”\n\n“I’ll be fine.” She smiled, leaning down and hugging her brother. “I’ll be fine. Our friends aren’t going to let anything happen to me.”\n\n“I will make sure that she is fine,” Caspar said, nodding. “Do not worry. She will come back untouched.”\n\n“So, what’s the plan, Leo?” Ruby said, looking back at the red-robed mage. “Just go down there and…then what?”\n\n“…I dunno! We’ll find out when we get there.”\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]\n\nSummary: The team starts to feel more of the effects of the magic in town, and the dragon siblings start to think impure thoughts. \n\nTags: M/solo, F/solo, Shower, Siblings, Emerald, Ruby, Thoughts of Breeding, Embarrassment, Masturbation, Fingering, Corruption, Aphrodisiac, Voyeurism, Near-Climax, Wet, Leo the Magician, \n\n\n",
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The Village of Hedonists Part 3 For Ultilix By Draconicon
Morning arrived, and with it came the pressure that Emerald always tried to forget. The green dragon rolled onto his side, hoping that he was the one that had woken up first and that Ruby was still deep, deep asleep, or at the very least that she hadn’t opened her eyes yet. The last thing that he wanted her to see was his morning wood pulling at the sheets and – and – nope, not thinking about it.
He pulled his pillow tighter to his head, closing his eyes as his cheeks flared. Despite wearing his clothes to bed, something had him hard as a rock. Harder than the demon could get him with all that teasing, harder than the time that he’d been under Sofia’s spell, harder than –
Stop thinking of how hard you are!
Biting his lips, Emerald looked over his shoulder. Ruby was still deep in slumber, her eyes closed, her breathing even. He wondered what she was dreaming about, then put that out of his mind. He…
He didn’t want to think about his sister dreaming of the same things that had filled his mind overnight.
Still blushing, he slowly edged his way out of bed. Sliding out from under the sheets, he fumbled about for his vest, his coin-purse, and the little knife that he’d picked up (with Caspar’s help). He didn’t know how to use it aside from at the dinner table, but the frog had said that just wearing it helped keep the worst bullies to one side.
He strapped it on with everything else and left the room, closing the door as quietly as he could behind him. Ruby had had a hard day; she deserved the chance to sleep in. Maybe he could get some breakfast for the two of them so she didn’t have to go down and see all…that again. That’d be nice.
Before he walked down to the common room, he checked the other rooms. Leo and the orange hornball were both sleeping, snoring away and so close that they were probably – almost definitely – post-fuck. He shut the door again, staring at the ceiling for a moment as his erection continued to twitch away.
Come on, can’t be everyone doing it…right?
He looked at the other bedroom. If they were still sleeping, that wouldn’t be so bad, but if they were awake and –
I’m…just going to get breakfast and then check on everyone.
Yeah. That sounded better.
After adjusting his bulge, he walked downstairs and found the common room basically empty. The leopard bartender was still there, wiping down the countertops, and he looked well-rested. At the very least, he smiled as Emerald came around the corner, waving at him.
“Hey there. Get some good rest with your friend?”
“Um…m-mostly.”
“Need anything to keep the eggs away?”
“I – you – what?!”
“Heh, unless you’re trying to breed?”
“…”
“Can every dragon shoot steam out of their ears or is it just –”
“We’re n-not like that! I mean…I d-d-don’t…She wouldn’t…”
Barbas chuckled, the leopard holding up one hand.
“Hey, hey, everyone does things different. Whether you’re trying to get her with egg or not, I don’t mind. And she looked like she had a great ass, so, at least you got a good alternative, eh?”
“C-can we talk about something else?”
“Oh, sure. Hey, you mind giving me a hand cleaning up? I’ll throw in a discount on some of the premium breakfast.”
“S-s-sure.”
Anything to not think about breeding Ruby. That was enough to nearly turn him into a ruby dragon himself.
He ducked behind the counter, taking dish after dish from the leopard and dunking it into a bucket of water. It was a familiar enough routine; he’d done that often enough at the house before it got broken, and he’d worked in the kitchen with the demon often enough to be dish-boy. It was almost soothing as he cleaned everything off, taking them to a drying rack and leaving them in the perfect configuration to dry without soaking each other again.
Barbas nodded, leaning against the counter.
“Heh, you’re pretty quick at that. Done this sort of thing for rent before?”
“N-no, just…wanting to help.”
“Well, you did plenty of that. Saved me a good hour of dish-work, for sure,” the bartender said, nodding toward the kitchen behind the bar. “Plenty of breakfast back there if you want it. Or – anyone ever tell you that you got a cute butt, kid?”
“…O-once or…or t-t-twice.”
“Heh, no need to be shy, kid. Or, you know, maybe a little…gods, you really do look adorable when you’re blushing.”
Emerald sputtered, his cheeks flaring hotter still as the leopard stepped away from the bar and took a step toward him. He felt like he should run, or flee to the upper floors, or – or something, but his feet felt like they were nailed to the floor.
And his cock…
He swore that every inch of the stupid thing was probably on display at that moment; he felt so hard that he might very well rip right through his pants. He huffed as he took a step back, desperately lunging for a cup of water to try and cool himself down. As he chugged it down, he had a brief moment of lucidity, the chill in the ice water helping him think just a bit clearer –
“Heh, you want me to take the lead, kid?”
And then the bartender was right behind him, a bulge pressed against his ass, his tail nudged up ever so gently, and a hand –
“MMMMMMPH!”
“Sensitive, aren’t ya?”
“P-please –”
“Don’t worry. I don’t bite. You want that, you’ll need one of the rougher guys. Never tried dragon before, though.”
His breath caught in his throat as the feline slowly undid the tie that held his pants up. A little pull, so delicate, so simple, and –
THUMP!
And then his pants hit the floor, and his cock flicked up, and –
“Heh, not doing badly there,” Barbas said, one finger under Emerald’s cock and gently teasing the head. “So, how do you wanna do this? You want to get sucked, or –”
“I-I w-w-want to g-go back upstairs, please!”
“…Oh, uh…sure…”
As soon as Barbas let him go, Emerald ran around the corner. The dragon was halfway up the stairs before –
“OOF!”
“…Forget to pull up your pants?” the leopard called up after him.
“…yes…”
“You okay?”
“…Kinda.”
“You want me to get you some food and leave it at the bottom of the stairs?”
“P-please…”
Doing his best to ignore the muttered ‘weird’ and other comments from down below, the fallen dragon rolled onto his back and shimmied back into his pants. His dick didn’t want to go down as he fumbled them up and around his hips again, but eventually he was able to get it to go down. And yet…
Yet, all the time he was thinking about what would happen if someone were to come down the stairs or step into the inn and see him like that. Flopped out, legs spread, pants down around his ankles with…that…shown off for all to see. Barbas had sounded…very interested in the idea of ‘tasting’ a dragon, and –
“Mmmph…”
He rubbed the back of his head, trying not to think about it, but it was like the idea was burrowing into his brain. Were dragons that special? Was it that different to have someone like him instead of one of the other guys in the party? Caspar was the biggest of them, and the frog seemed to like showing off how big he was – when he wasn’t being super-nice with them – but then, the demon was…well…
“Mmmph…mmm…”
“Hey, kid, you sure you don’t want some help?”
Emerald froze. The leopard had stopped at the bottom of the stairs and was looking up at him, and –
And the dragon realized that he had his hand on his crotch. Groping. Squeezing. Touching himself.
“…”
“Heh, hey, whatever floats your boat, kid. You wanna do that solo, go ahead, but seems a shame when you’re such a hot piece of tail.”
He couldn’t even get a word out as he got to his feet and climbed down the stairs. Emerald took the trays of food with shaking hands, almost rattling the cups of tea right off the wooden boards and sending them and the eggs to the ground. He turned on his heels, barely keeping himself from running up the stairs as –
Throb.
Throb.
Throb.
“Mmmmph…”
Emerald stopped at the top step, biting back an embarrassed whimper. Why was he so…so pent-up? He hadn’t felt like this for…
Well, he wasn’t sure that he had ever felt like this. It was like every thought he had was being yanked right back between his legs. He wasn’t even sure that he liked the idea of having sex, but his body kept telling him that he needed it, needed it so bad that he would give in to half an invitation right now.
But why? Just…why?
The green dragon walked back to Leo’s door, putting the food tray in front of it before scurrying across the hall to Caspar, Wes, and Sofia’s room. He was about to knock when –
“Mmm…mmmph…”
It was the witch’s voice, and –
“Nnnngh…”
His ear-fins jumped as a shiver ran down his spine. That…that sounded like she was –
“Mmmph…ah…mmmph…that…dumb dragon…”
Was Sofia talking about his sister? He knew that they were having a hard time getting along but – no, she was – was she masturbating? Why would she –
Another mental image, this time of his sister and Sofia in the same room, the same bed, touching each other flooded his mind. His face burned hotter than ever, but his cock demanded attention. Almost against his will, his hand slowly went down between his legs, rubbing over his pants.
“Nnngh…t-this is…this isn’t…g-good…”
It was wrong. They could pop out and see him –
No. She wouldn’t be doing that with Wes and Caspar in the room. They must have already gone somewhere and –
And –
“Mmmph…”
He pressed his head into his arm, stifling the little moans that were escaping him as he groped and squeezed himself through his pants. He was getting harder and harder, and the more that he groped himself, the wetter and slimier it felt inside his pants.
He didn’t even know why he was touching himself. There weren’t any fantasies running around in his head. He didn’t even know if he liked sex, but his body was driving him insane with need. He had to – he had to get off or – or –
“Mmmph…Em…Emerald…”
Me?!
He was so far gone that he almost stopped right then and there…and would have stood right there with his hand on his cock if he hadn’t heard a door opening just down the hall. That, finally, broke through the heat in his head. Without a thought, Emerald ran down the stairs and out the front door. He didn’t know where he was running to, but he knew that he couldn’t be there. Not right now. Not like that. Not –
#
“Mmmph. Emerald?”
Ruby grumbled, rubbing her eyes as she cracked the door open. For a split-second, she thought she’d seen her brother, but no. The hallway was empty. There was a platter of food by Caspar’s door and one by Leo’s room, but none for her.
And no sign of Emerald, either.
I hope he’s okay…
On the plus side, at least he hadn’t noticed that she’d needed to change her clothes. She didn’t know what had happened last night, but she’d gone through quite the dream. One that she didn’t entirely remember, but…
Breasts. She remembered breasts. And a nice pair of legs wrapped around her and pulling her close so that they could scissor against each other.
She smiled, shaking her head. Dreams were harmless enough, and it was nice to get one that didn’t involve dicks for once. She saw enough of those with the party, and despite getting better about dealing with it, she still didn’t enjoy seeing everyone else waving their bits around.
“Wonder if they have a shower anywhere…”
She walked down the stairs, adjusting to the feeling of not wearing underwear. Despite Leo giving her a lovely set of clothes, her underwear was what needed cleaning the most. It could wait in the room for her, she’d decided, and the rest had been swapped out with the meager clothing that they’d picked up…
Somewhere? Ruby decided that it wasn’t worth thinking too hard about.
As she reached the bottom of the stairs, the leopard from last night looked up from the bar. He chuckled, waving at her.
“Hey miss.”
“…Nice to see that you actually have clothes,” she said, shaking her head with a small smile as she sat at the bar. “Did you happen to see my brother?”
“Brother? You mean the green guy?”
Ruby nodded. The leopard winced.
“Oooooooooh. That might explain why he ran off like that…”
“…What happened?”
“Heh. I just thought he and you were trying to breed –”
“WHAT?!”
Ruby’s tail popped as she sat up straight on the barstool, staring wide-eyed at the leopard. He took a step back, holding up his hands.
“Hey, hey, calm down. It was just a question. I didn’t know you two were related, girl. I thought you were dating or something like that.”
“No! He’s my brother. Gods. No. No, no, no, no.”
“Okay, okay, sheesh. Calm down. Not like I was pushing it. Not like there’s anything wrong with it, either, but –”
“Ugh. Just…stop talking. I really – gods…”
The very idea of that happening – of Emerald doing what he almost did when Sofia’s curse had hold of him – sent a horrible shiver down her spine. She didn’t even want to think about her brother holding her and doing…that. It was scary enough when Inalao almost forced them to have sex in town; being forced to enjoy that then, to think of nothing but pleasure while in Emerald’s arms…
It still lingered. She shook her head as she wrapped her arms around her middle. Dirty. She felt so dirty.
“Do you have a bath? Or anything to clean up with?”
“Oh. Yeah, there’s one ‘round back.”
“Inside?”
“Of course.”
“Please.”
“Of course, of course. Here, I’ll – right round here,” the leopard said, pulling up the slat in the bar to let her through.
The shower ended up being an isolated thing in the back of the kitchen, around a corner with a curtain to pull shut. Ruby waited for the leopard to leave, then took off her clothes, folded them up, and stepped under the pipe sticking out of the wall. After a moment’s hesitation, she pulled the chain beside it –
“Mmmph…mmm…”
And then hot water soothed her discomfort away. The blue-scaled dragoness leaned against the wall, eyes closed, the water running down her head, her back, over her breasts, everywhere. She didn’t even have to touch herself; the water pressure was high enough that it was cutting through the grime and dust of the road and washing away what felt like days of sweat and nastiness. The warmth felt like being cuddled into a warm bed, and she leaned against the wall more fully, just letting it rain over her.
Mmmm…don’t get this on the road…I missed this…
Ruby stood there, letting the water wash away the grime, the dust, the leftover bits of forest, slime, and more that she’d been exposed to during their journey. As the heat ran down her back, it crept around her tail and between her cheeks. She reached back with one hand, spreading them, sighing at the clean feeling that followed as the water swept against her intimate places. It felt so good to actually wash it down instead of just taking a cloth – or worse, leaves – to clean herself up between her legs and everywhere else.
It even gave her a nice tingle as it slicked down her thighs. Must have been drawn from some sort of hot spring or something like that. She would have to ask someone; maybe they’d have time to go down there and enjoy a soak.
It’d be nice to have a chance to relax without everything turning sexy again…
Shaking her head, she started washing herself up. The leopard had been nice enough to leave some washcloths for her to use, and she made full use of them, dragging the rough old things across her chest and down her legs. Every little touch was oddly sensual, enough that she looked at the cloth to see if there was something to them, but no, they looked completely normal.
Ruby blushed once she realized that cleaning herself between her legs was causing more of a reaction than usual. She paused as she brought one of the cloths back up and saw a shimmering stain that didn’t look anything like water. Running her thumb over it, she could feel the slight sliminess to it and knew exactly what it was.
Normally, she would have ignored it, gone back to cleaning, and pretended that nothing had happened. She nearly did…but as she brought her hand down to her pussy again, she hesitated.
Nobody’s around…nobody can see…would it really be so bad? When am I going to get privacy again after this?
Her cheeks burned as she imagined someone else seeing her with her fingers buried in her pussy, but at the same time, she knew that she had to relieve herself somehow. Might as well do it when there was nobody else to watch and judge her.
Keeping one hand busy at her chest, cleaning under her breasts and around her nipples, she brought the other one between her legs and curled her fingers. Her pussy parted around two of them and she huffed, closing her eyes tightly as she worked them in. The soft squelch of shower water and her own juices was just barely loud enough for her to hear, but she still blushed at the thought of doing this so publicly.
You almost got fucked by your own brother, and you’ve been walking around naked for half of the last few weeks. You’d think you’d be used to this by now, she thought, working her fingers in a little deeper and –
“Mmmph…”
She found her g-spot, and she huffed as she rubbed it. Almost immediately her fingers were soaked by a completely different liquid, slimier than the shower water and far slicker. She leaned her head against the wall, puffing quietly as she worked her fingers in, out, in, out, kneading the tips of her fingers against that sensitive spot before focusing on the rest of her slit. Her breath came in short, sharp huffs, and it took everything she had to keep her voice down.
Mmmph…ah…
A third finger slipped in as she imagined what would happen if someone did come upon her right now. Would she be able to stop? Or would she just keep going, forcing herself closer and closer to her climax and the relief that she needed? It was hard to tell, and she honestly wasn’t sure if she could stop even if –
Em…
No, no, she didn’t want to think of her brother like that, but –
Em behind her, supporting her, loving her the way that he always had. Her eyes closed, his eyes the same, talking with their hands as they felt each other. The only one that she could trust for so long, the one that she had taken care of for years and who wanted to take care of her now –
“Mmmph!”
She almost came from that, and now she was so close, just a bit more –
“Ruby!”
Leo. The dragoness yelped as she yanked her hand away from her pussy, staring at the thick goo that clung to her fingers for a split-second before wiping them clean.
“Just a second,” she called.
“Okay! We’re waiting down here! I found something!”
Found something. Which meant – right. She should have remembered. There was magic here. That was the whole reason that they were here. This wasn’t just about traveling and sex and everything else.
She turned off the water, a different kind of shiver running down her back as the last of the heat disappeared with it. Missing it already, Ruby grabbed her towel and started wiping herself dry.
Everywhere.
#
Ruby stepped out of the kitchen to find the whole group at the table. Of the other six, only two of them didn’t have bright red spots on their face: Wes and Leo. Even Emerald looked as embarrassed as she’d ever seen him and he didn’t meet her eyes when she sat down between him and Sofia.
He didn’t look at Sofia, either; in fact, he seemed to deliberately avoid looking anywhere near her.
Weird.
“So, uh…”
Every eye turned to Emerald. Her brother hunched his shoulders, eyes going wider and wider as a sweat-drop ran down his forehead. Ruby patted his back.
“S-so, um…h-has anyone else been feeling…w-weird?” he asked.
“Weird how?” Wes asked.
“Just…w-weird. Like, um…”
Ruby saw the way that he looked back at her again. It was the same way that he had looked at her when they’d come out of the trance with Inalao. She sat up a little straighter in her seat, looking around the table.
Caspar was the first to respond. The frog put his hand to his chin, leaning back in his chair as he hummed to himself.
“I suppose that there was something last night,” he said.
“What? What happened?” Leo asked, leaning on the table.
“Well…Oh, this is a bit embarrassing.”
“What? Was it a bad thing? Something you didn’t want?”
“Oh, no, not at all, Mage Leo,” Caspar said, shaking his head. “No, no, it’s just…a little embarrassing. I had a long, long night with one of the local women – a lovely monkey named Cathy – and I only just realized that I…went home with her, instead of staying here at the inn.”
It was Ruby’s turn for her eyes to nearly bug out of their sockets. Of all the people in their little group, Caspar was the last one that she had imagined going off with someone else. Well, the last one after her. He was so…responsible, and particularly with how he cared for them and treated them with such kindness and protection.
The idea that he might have been so…riled up…
Would it feel…okay…if he –
Nope.
Lesbian.
Not going down that route.
“She was…very forward. And very talented. I might…” Caspar paused, blinking. “…Was I really about to say that?”
“Now I’m curious,” the demon said, chuckling as he leaned against the table and rested his head on his hand. “She have some good tricks?”
“She was…very good with her feet.”
“Heh, never thought that’d be a thing for you, big guy.” Still chuckling, the perpetual hornball crossed his arms, leaned back…and frowned. “Still, now that I think about it…”
“What? You get some mind-blowing blowjob?” Ruby asked.
“Heh. I wish. No, it’s…weird. Fucked Leo pretty good last night –”
“And this is news how?”
“Well, I didn’t really need to, that’s the thing. Or…Maybe I did, but not the way that I usually do. It’s like –”
“Like your body needed something that your brain did not understand?”
This time, everybody turned to stare at Sofia. The gray cat sat up a little higher in her seat, and Ruby swore that she was fighting some sort of gloating pride with every bit of goth austerity that she could muster.
“Almost like it did not feel like ‘horny’, at least, not the way that you are used to. No fantasies, no attraction, just…arousal. And the need to indulge in it. Yes?”
“…Wow. That’s…basically it, yeah,” the demon said.
“I admit that it was like that with Cathy,” Caspar said, nodding. “She was very…enjoyable, and playful, but it was not as if I needed to be doing it with her. It was more like I…”
“J-just needed to…d-do it…” Emerald muttered.
“I told you. This is –”
“If you say that this is where ‘stuff’ happens, I am lighting your tail on fire.”
“Try it, demon,” Sofia said.
“Dare you first.”
“Guys!”
Leo interrupted with flailing sleeves. Ruby was glad; if the demon hadn’t started throwing fireballs, she might have started throwing claws. Sofia pissed her off without even trying.
Still, the cat wasn’t wrong. That was more or less how it had felt in the shower, and from the sound of it, most of the group had been feeling the same thing. Not Wes – or at least, the rabbit wasn’t confessing to anything – and seemingly –
“What about you, Leo?” she asked.
“What about me?”
“Were you…”
Even now, after this long, she still found it hard to ask something like that. The silence lingered, and he just stared at her with those big yellow eyes under his hood. She eventually sighed, rubbing her forehead.
“She meant did you feel horny like that when we fucked?”
“I didn’t say that!” she shouted.
“Yeah, but you weren’t gonna. So, what were you feeling, Leo?”
“…Not much,” he admitted, shaking his head. “But I was looking at all the magic books all night. I kinda forgot that I was having sex, actually.”
“You WHAT?!”
“Wow. Not noticing being engaged in demonic coitus; that is certainly an achievement,” Caspar said.
“I…I don’t know what to say to that…”
“Anyway!” Leo stood up on his chair. “I found something! There’s magic underground, and they said that there’s a jewel mine down there, right?”
“Yeah, I remember,” Wes said, crossing his arms. “And I ain’t stolen anything from it yet. Didn’t say I wouldn’t, though.”
“…Right.” Leo sat down again. “But I was thinking – if the magic’s under the village, and there’s a mine under the village, maybe we can find it if we go exploring the mine.”
“…That isn’t a bad idea,” Ruby admitted, rubbing the back of her head. “Still, if it’s magic making us all…like that…”
Everything that she’d been feeling in the shower, the way that her body had been heating up and sensitive, how little thoughts she’d never consider started running through her head and made her think of…very taboo things…What if she was too close to it? What if she went down into the mines and the magic got stronger?
What if Emerald went down there without me?
Oh. Hell no. She was the big sister. She took care of her brother.
“You’re going to need a dragon down there,” she muttered, pushing herself to her feet. “And that’ll be me.”
“B-but Ruby –”
“Me,” she repeated, shaking her head. “Em, you stay up here. I don’t want this getting to you.”
“…B-but what about you?”
“I’ll be fine.” She smiled, leaning down and hugging her brother. “I’ll be fine. Our friends aren’t going to let anything happen to me.”
“I will make sure that she is fine,” Caspar said, nodding. “Do not worry. She will come back untouched.”
“So, what’s the plan, Leo?” Ruby said, looking back at the red-robed mage. “Just go down there and…then what?”
“…I dunno! We’ll find out when we get there.”
The End
Summary: The team starts to feel more of the effects of the magic in town, and the dragon siblings start to think impure thoughts.
Tags: M/solo, F/solo, Shower, Siblings, Emerald, Ruby, Thoughts of Breeding, Embarrassment, Masturbation, Fingering, Corruption, Aphrodisiac, Voyeurism, Near-Climax, Wet, Leo the Magician,