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Post by Grimm on Jun 26, 2021 4:52:25 GMT
As Dragon kissed, groped and teased the homunculus, his nostrils wafted the intoxicating sweet pheromones that were starting to permeate Artemis’ scent. At first he thought he had been imagining it, enough to break from his kisses. He sat up, fingers raking down Artemis’ chest as he went still straddling his partners lower half. He leaned forward again, taking in the surprising pheromones and sat back once again.
In a swift motion Dragon removed the makeshift clothing that was barely tied to hips. The scent was enough to subconsciously drive him into a form he only ever rarely took. Still humanoid, golden horns had sprouted from his head and a thick black tail uncurled behind him. The red highlights around the corner of his eyes had grown until the red fully covered his upper eyelids. Dragon’s lips had redden along with a patch just under his chin but right above his throat. The only person to have ever bared witness to this particular form had been Artemis’ soul and that had only ever been a handful of times through the entire reincarnation history. The horns and tail however weren’t the rarity, it was the red mating markings. This was Dragon highly aroused and ready to mate with another dragon.
His lust and want growing even harder, and self control starting to waiver, Dragon slipped his cock in through the leg opening of Artemis’ underwear, sliding it skin to skin against his partners sensitive length. A palm pressing down on the outside of the briefs to keep their cocks in contact. He gave a few playful strokes before falling forward again to claim Artemis’ mouth again. Dragon’s tongue invaded his mouth and antagonized Artemis’ pink appendage to wrestle with it. Dragon’s hips rocked back and forth, greedily rubbing his leaking cock against the homunculus’ own.
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Post by Behax on Jun 26, 2021 11:59:06 GMT
The dragon’s nails left a trail of fine faint red lines down Artemis’ skin when he raked them down his chest, causing the younger man to arch slightly, groaning from the sting and the mix of pleasure and discomfort. The dragon’s brief pause gave Artemis enough time to catch his breath, and gather his bearings a little. His eyes cracked open just as the dragon discarded his makeshift covering, his eyes hazy.
It was a little uncomfortable when the dragon slipped his cock into Artemis’ briefs. The tight material bunching up a little. He gasped, made breathless by the attention to his cock, he grew hard right alongside the dragon.
He finally had enough wits about him to try and plead with the dragon to stop, or at least wait, but his words died in his throat when his mouth was captured once again. This time the kiss was rougher, more forceful, causing Artemis to choke on the breath caught in his throat as the dragon’s tongue invaded his mouth.
Artemis’ hands came to rest on the dragon’s shoulders, either for something to hold onto, or to try and push him away. It wasn’t clear, and Artemis wasn’t physically strong enough to push the creature away regardless.
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Post by Grimm on Jun 27, 2021 4:45:08 GMT
If Artemis had been trying to push him away, Dragon had not noticed except for his grasp. His body was growing hotter with each inhale of Artemis’ scent, he wanted more. Craved more. And it was starting to drive him into a frenzy. His kissing moved away from his lips, kissing and sucking just under the curve of his neck. The material kept uncomfortably bunching up with each thrust and Dragon cut the offending garment open with his fingernail. He cupped both their cocks, stroking them while simultaneously sliding his length against Artemis’.
Dragon had planned to restrain himself but that plan had been forgotten the moment he caught wind of those pheromones. The kissing and sucking now came with sharp canines that kept nipping at the soft and succulent flesh. Dragon’s had a tendency to bite when they mated, to make their marks upon the partner’s hide. And for those who liked to dominate, sometimes things would get carried away. But for now Dragon had not yet drawn blood with his playful nicks of his teeth, or sometimes a mouthful of flesh.
Dragon showed no signs of slowing, even as thick beads of seed began to leak to the tip of his cock. With every few strokes of his hand he would rub his thumb over Artemis’ tip antagonizing it. He teased and stroked relentlessly, almost mercilessly. Carnal Need had replaced the reason why he had started this. The pheromones were like a drug and now all he wanted to do was to get deep inside of Artemis. He wanted to fill him with his essence, to make Artemis smell like him, to own him. Dragon grunted stopping just for a moment, only to smoothly slide off to the side of the homunculus while repositioning him. and completely discarding the ripped underwear. Now they laid on their sides, with Dragon spooning Artemis in a tight embrace, his lips finding back of the Artemis’ earlobe. He positioned his cock between Artemis’ closed legs, rubbing against the underside of his partners balls as he bucked his hips back and forth. A hand reached around to fondle and stroke Artemis with even more vigor.
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Post by Behax on Jun 27, 2021 17:06:18 GMT
When the dragon finally released Artemis from the kiss he was left dizzy and gasping for air. Artemis squirmed, fingers starting to dig into the dragon’s shoulders as he kissed and sucked at the sensitive skin of his neck. So distracted by the feel of teeth nipping at his skin, Artemis didn’t notice his underwear had been cut open, until the dragon’s hand was wrapping around their cocks and stroking them together. The sensation was so over stimulating that Artemis came prematurely, not that he could even enjoy his orgasm with the unrelenting way the dragon was ravishing him.
He didn’t even really have a chance to go soft as the dragon continued to stroke them together. Artemis’ body trembled from over stimulation, practically jolting every time the dragon teased his over sensitive head. This time the brief pause in their activities brought Artemis little relief, he laid there panting, stomach and chest caked in his own cum, body shivering from pleasure and over stimulation. He barely had enough comprehension to realise he was being repositioned on his side.
He felt the dragon’s tight embrace, trapping him in place, feeling the cock sliding between his thighs. By now Artemis was drowning in the arousal, completely overwhelmed as the dragon thrust between his legs. His cock firm in the dragon’s grip despite his recent ejaculation. Gasps were interrupted by deep moans. Artemis’s arms came up to grasp at the arms wrapped around him, holding him tight to the body behind him. His nails dug into the flesh there, almost as if he was holding on for dear life.
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Post by Grimm on Jun 29, 2021 13:25:20 GMT
Dragon showed no signs of slowing down or tiring. His strokes and thrusting between Artemis thighs were frantic and frenzied. Heavy in scent of mating, Dragon was releasing his own pheromones.
As Artemis nails dug into his arm, Dragon bucked hard pausing just long enough to come between Artemis thighs, his teeth raking against the edge of his partners ear with a pleasurable grunt. But his pause in movement was brief as the urge for more compelled him to continue.
Dragon’s hips started to rock again, his still hard cock slipping with ease between Artemis’ slick thighs. He wanted more, need more. Dragon stopped stroking Artemis for a moment to reposition his slick length between the crevices of Artemis’ ass cheeks, using its valley to cradle his cock.
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Post by Behax on Jun 29, 2021 14:05:49 GMT
There was no other description for how Artemis felt than downing. He was caught in between the unfamiliar yet intense physical arousal of his body, and the emotional tempest that was his mind. A mix of uncertainty, fear and a lust that wasn’t entirely his own. It was only made worse by the dragon’s own pheromones. It had a sharp almost spicy scent to Artemis and was completely overpowering.
Where the dragon was driven to dominate, Artemis was made to submit, to let himself be fucked. Some instinct that didn’t quite feel like it belonged to him, wanting it, aching for it, even if Artemis himself didn’t fully comprehend what ‘it’ was. He had no experience with what he was feeling, he didn’t know how to handle it. He was helpless in the torrent.
He felt his legs grow slick, though he had not the presence of mind to understand the how or the why of it. He didn’t even know if he wanted it to stop or not.
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Post by Grimm on Jul 15, 2021 1:58:41 GMT
The more Dragon breathed in Artemis’ scent the less he was able to keep a hold of himself. The various wet surfaces he had already rubbed his cock against weren’t enough to satisfy him. And from what his golden eyes could see, the expressions on Artemis’ face were enticing and welcoming. Cum covered fingers dragged their way to Artemis’ mouth, tracing the opening with his slick fingers before pushing on to the homunculuc’ tongue, playing with the appendage with his fingers. It was such a pretty opening and Dragon had wanted to know what it felt like to fuck it, to come in it. He wanted so desperately to plunge his cock deep into his partner’s ass but the more patient side of him prevailed.
In another graceless repositioning, Dragon presented the edge of Artemis’ lips with his tip of his cock. The pheromones had transformed Dragon’s human appendage to that of his truer dragon form. The soft pink flesh had grown repeating ridges down it’s shaft while the tip of his cock had developed into a more pointed, yet wider edged head.
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Post by Behax on Aug 18, 2021 14:57:13 GMT
Slick fingers traced and probed at his lips, lips which parted to allow them into his mouth. The taste, sweet and salty on his tongue. There was barely a coherent thought in his mind as he licked at the fingers toying with his tongue. Artemis was completely at the mercy of the dragon, caught in the effect of the pheromones he was giving off. Submissive and running purely on instincts he didn’t completely understand.
He was easier for the dragon to manhandle and reposition now, his mind a haze, he was just aware enough to be cooperative.
When presented with the dragon’s cock, it was purely instinct that made Artemis think to lick the head, running his tongue over it, before letting the dragon push past his lips and into his mouth.
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Post by Grimm on Oct 8, 2021 3:07:59 GMT
It was a guttural moan that ran up Dragon’s spine like a shutter as Artemis took his cock into his mouth. He couldn’t take his golden eyes off the sight; especially the way the edges of Artemis lips stretched over the ridged girth of his cock. And the feeling, the blessed feeling of the tip of his cock gliding over such a virgin tongue. Not wanting to choke his partner, Dragon’s thrust were restrained although he greedily kept trying to inch further down the homunculi’s throat. Dragon’s long sticky fingers gently cupped Artemis jaw and throat, feeling his cock push and pull from Artemis’ mouth. His other hand brushed through the soft white hair resting his fingers through the silky locks of hair.
Dragon was being greedy, he knew he was. Deeper he pressed, his fingers a little tighter in Artemis’ hair, and his thrusts little more forceful. As he chased his climax both his hands laced through those beautiful locks.
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Post by Behax on Oct 26, 2021 21:44:32 GMT
For the Dragon it was a sight similar to many he had seen before, though the circumstances were never quite the same, but never so different as they were now. Never with a version of Artemis so innocent and naïve.
The ridged cock felt weird as it dragged back and forward across Artemis’ tongue. He moaned softly As each careful thrust inched deeper down his throat. His gaze was hazy as the pheromones in the air continued to push Artemis into submission and compliance.
His moans grew louder as he felt the Dragon’s hands tighten in his hair, and the thrusts into his mouth and throat grow deeper and harder.
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Post by Grimm on Apr 30, 2022 6:17:44 GMT
Dragon crooned his head downward fixated on the homunculus and every inch that disappeared past his lips. He moaned and clicked his tongue in pleasurable shutters, holding himself on the brink of climax. It was a fine art he had learned over the lifetimes of practice, but Artemis scent was making it hard to keep that discipline in check. The thrust became rigid and unbearably slow, trying to keep make the bliss last forever, if not for just moments longer. But as the tip of his cock plucked from Artemis’ lips Dragon climaxed, his cum spilling onto the homunculus face and chin.
Dragon cooed, pressing the still pulsing tip onto the soft warm skin of Artemis’ cheek, spreading the sticky mess even more. Dragon repositioned himself all while keeping himself closely intertwined with the limbs of the homunculus. He could go for several more hours, days even; but Dragon didn’t want to break the inexperienced little creation, no matter how badly Artemis’ own pheromones begged him to continue. When he had finished repositioning himself, Dragon laid behind Artemis; his arms and legs wrapped around the young man, pressing their slick bodies together. He cooed and purred nuzzling parts of himself into the nooks and bends of the homunculus’ body, snuggling himself in for a dreamful slumber. However it took sometime before the fear of waking up alone passed and he could allow himself to sleep once more.
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Post by Behax on Apr 30, 2022 19:01:08 GMT
While the Dragon found it hard to keep control with Artemis’ scent in the air, Artemis found it impossible. At this point he was little more than a slave to the pheromones in the air, and the instincts they pulled out of him. When the Dragon pulled out of his mouth, for a moment Artemis tried to follow, before getting a face full of cum.
Artemis remained dazed as the Dragon repositioned himself, settling behind Artemis, but making sure they were both intertwined with each other. Keeping Artemis close to him. For a while Artemis was at a loss, the influence of the pheromones still in the air affected him strongly. It kept him aroused, needy, wanting… Which led to no small amount of frustrated fidgeting and squirming.
Gradually things began to settle as the scent of sex faded from the air, and its affect on Artemis began to fade with it, leaving him feeling oddly hollow. Conscious, coherent thought slowly began to return, exhaustion settled in his body. He was physically and mentally tired, and he struggled to process what had just happened, he couldn’t understand it, and the whole event felt vague and hazy.
Though he didn’t need to sleep, Artemis could feel his consciousness slipping away from him as darkness closed in.
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Post by Grimm on Jul 23, 2022 4:48:10 GMT
When Artemis would awaken he would find that Dragon did indeed tell the truth about the power when a dragon dreams of beautiful things. The mess that Dragon had made of Artemis and his bedding had disappeared almost as if the night in question had never happened, although the hickeys Dragon had left on Artemis skin shown evidence otherwise. Dragon of course was not in bed when Artemis woke as Dragon had quiet enough slumber during his confinement. And Artemis would find the estate in a must different state that when he was coaxed to bed. Missing boarded up windows now had glass, letting in the morning sun. Crumbling walls and balconies, decaying beams and rooting wood were all like new, as if the manor had never been in disrepair in the first place. Dragon’s brief dream had restored the Family Estate conditions back to what it once had been. Even the orchids and fields were bountiful. His dream included servants and maids, cooks and other necessary crew needed to properly run an Estate. There were more than a few servants jostling about the place carrying out various chores and moving boxes from place to place. If Artemis tried speaking to any of them, they would be polite but skitter off to their duties avoiding questions. They would of course point the direction to find Dragon.
Dragon was in the main foyer halfway up the stairs leaning over the banister in a loosely fitted silk robe. “More to the left. Left. No. Too far. Right. No.” He was waving his hand at servants below that were moving furniture under his direction.
“I don’t see what difference half a meter makes.” There was a servant dressed as a butler looking up at Dragon who was dangling over the red oak handrail. This Butler with the exceptions of the ears and shorter black hair looked almost like Dragon.
“Because the stag moon lines up perfectly with the design in the window.” Dragon argued back and pointed to the giant stain glass window on the opposite wall depicting a dragon devouring an orb. "But I can't remember exactly where."
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Post by Behax on Jul 25, 2022 17:27:47 GMT
Waking up was a bizarre experience for Artemis. He still didn’t know how to feel about the previous night. He had the distinct feeling he’d been taken advantage of, even mistreated in some way though he struggled to articulate how even to himself. He was even admittedly relieved to find himself alone in his bed. When he caught sight of himself in the mirror he started a little. Saw all the marks the Dragon had left on his pale skin, and felt his stomach twist. Despite being clean, he still felt dirty somehow.
He got dressed, before leaving his room, and felt like he was stepping into another world entirely. The castle was as he had never known it. Windows fully restored, allowing daylight into the now fully carpeted and decorated halls….And there were people.
This actually made Artemis even more cautious. The castle had rarely had company when his grandfather was alive, he could probably count the instances he’d seen other people on a single hand. Now they were teeming about the place. They didn’t have to worry about questions, because Artemis seemed almost keen to avoid speaking to them.
When he did find the Dragon, bossing about an apparent doppelganger, memories of the previous night came flooding back to Artemis. How the man’s cock had felt between his thighs…How he’d lost himself in some ecstasy he couldn’t fully explain and wasn’t sure he wanted to. Memories of how it had felt to have than man’s hands roaming his body.
Artemis’ skin started to flush a deep shade of red, before he turned abruptly and left the room, hoping the creature he’d awakened didn’t notice him.
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Post by Grimm on Aug 13, 2022 2:36:36 GMT
Dragon had indeed noticed Artemis and he wasn’t about to let the poor boy get away silently. “Ah homunculus, you’ve awaken!” There was excitement in his voice as he followed Artemis. “I told you a dragon’s dream is a powerful thing.” Dragon chased him down and grabbed his hand. “This is all thanks to the things we did last night.” Dragon gestured to the reborn estate and drew in Artemis close to him, breathing in his scent once more. It was still puzzling to him, as he had not yet opened the locked laboratory, the spell placed upon the door had endured through the dreaming and had remained untouched.
Dragon was practically engulfing Artemis with his embrace when there came someone loudly clearing their throat. Dragon turned to see the Butler standing just behind the pair with quiet a serious look on his face. “This is the Butler. He is my…dream-self.” Dragon tried to find the best way to describe the manifestation. The original Artemis had requested that Dragon create a staff member that represented himself, which had been a way to monitor and communicate to the dragon’s true feelings. It had been a clever request on the human’s part since dragons were fickle creatures.
“All of the staff that you see on grounds are the same as I, just less so.” Butler held himself to a more professional persona. “It is a pleasure to be at your service Young Master Artemis.” The butler bowed.
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