Fire and Water
By
Divigon ( Divigon@furry.org.au )
This story contains
scenes of male homosexual sex between dragons, and mind control.
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Divigon looked up
from his drink at the red dragon regarding him
from across the
bar. He smiled and nodded in a friendly manner,
watching as the
young dragon slowly made his way through the
crowded room to
pause at his table.
"Is this seat
taken?" he asked, gesturing to the empty seat
opposite the water
dragon.
Divigon shook his
head and waved his hand towards it.
"Feel
free," he said.
"Thanks,"
replied the red dragon, sliding his scaled body into it.
"Sorry to
barge in on you like this, but you're the only other
scaly I can
see."
Divigon lifted his
head and scanned the room. He was right, there
was the usual
assortment of furs here tonight, foxes, equines,
canines, but no
dragons. Not unusual for this time of night
though. Turning his
attention back to his new guest at his table
he extended a paw.
"Divigon,"
he offered.
The dragon quickly
put his glass on the table and grasped
Divigon's claw in
his own.
"Pyrist,"
he said. "Pleased to meet you."
Divigon smiled
back, "Likewise."
For the next few
moments there was an awkward silence between the
two beasts. Finally
Pyrist broke the silence.
"You're a
water dragon aren't you?" he asked, looking Divigon's
silvery scales.
"That's
right," the other nodded. "And you're not a pure red
dragon are you.
You've got a strange look to you."
Pyrist smiled.
"Correct,"
he said. "I'm a fire dragon. See?"
The red dragon held
out a forepaw and Divigon looked down at it,
suddenly across
each scale a shimmer of gold flickered across it,
lighting it up like
a flame. Divigon sat back against the booth.
"That's a good
trick," he said. "How did you learn that?"
Pyrist grinned.
"It just sort
of happened a few years ago. Actually it was during
what mammals call
puberty. I woke up one morning to find my dull
red scales were
suddenly like that. They normally look like that
by the way, but I
consciously dull it down when I'm around non-
dragons. I found a
lot of furs don't like the illusion that
someone is on fire
besides then."
Divigon nodded.
"Ahhh, makes
sense then."
With the ice broken
the two chatted over numerous glasses of beer
as the candles
burnt lower. Eventually a well endowed vixen
politely, but
firmly came to their table and announced they were
closing and they
would have to leave.
Slowly, Divigon
eased himself out of his seat and offered a paw to
the smaller flame
dragon.
"Do you have a
place to stay?" he asked.
Pyrist shook his
head, pulling himself upright.
"No, usually I
just sleep somewhere in the forest."
Divigon looked
shocked.
"In the
forest? We can't have that! I insist you stay at my
place."
For a moment Pyrist
shuffled on his talons nervously.
"Well, if its
no bother," he awkwardly whispered.
"None at
all," replied Divigon. "Come. Its only a short walk."
Together they left
the bar and ambled their way up to Divigon's
lair. It was a
spacious cave above the town. Walking in the
water dragon
automatically threw a few log on the smouldering fire
and stirred the
coals. In a few moments a cheery flame was
dancing across the
logs and Divigon turned to see the fire dragon
had already settled
himself in on the cushions on the floor. Not
for the first time
that night, Divigon found his eyes running over
the other dragon's
scales, marvelling at his muscles and graceful
build. The way his
wings were folded neatly behind him and the
more than ample
package between his legs.
Shake his head,
Divigon threw a few scented sticks on the fire,
breathing in deeply
as their gentle fragrance spread throughout
the room. Moving to
sit beside the other dragon he noticed Pyrist
looking strangely
at the crystal on the table.
Reaching out a
black tipped claw he slowly picked it up, its
leather strap
dangling below it.
"What's
this?" he asked curiously.
Divigon moved
forward and grasped the other end of the cord,
lifting his hand so
crystal now hung before the red dragon.
"That
M'boy," he said with a grin. "Is a seeing stone."
"A seeing
stone?" repeated the other dragon.
"Correct."
"Well,"
said Pyrist. "How does it work?"
Divigon smiled,
exactly the response he was hoping for.
"Well,"
he began. "Its simple really. It shows you things.
Basically you look
into it and see what it shows you."
"Is it
magic?" enquired the curious dragon.
Divigon shrugged
his shoulders, lifting his wings a little.
"I imagine
so," he replied.
"May I try
it," was the next question.
"Certainly,"
said the water dragon. "Just concentrate on it and
see what it shows
you."
Divigon dangled the
clear crystal before the fire dragon and
watched at he
peered into the stone.
"I can't see
anything," came the reply almost immediately.
"Well,"
said Divigon with a grin. "Its not immediate you know.
It takes time, you
just need to concentrate on the stone. See,
look into it. Deep
into it."
He watched as the
flame dragon stared at the stone, very carefully
moving his hand so
the crystal began to swing back and forth
slowly across the
dragon's snout.
"That's
right," he repeated, his voice growing soft and
reassuring.
"Just concentrate on it, look deep into it. Deep.
Sometimes it helps
if you relax your eyes slightly, unfocus
them... Relax...
just relax."
Slowly Pyrist's
eyes began to dim, his eyelids fluttering slightly
as his body
drooped.
Divigon's voice
continued.
"That's
right... just relax... deep...deeeep... relax.... Close
your eyes if it
helps... You can see the crystal at another
time... now I want
you to just relax... Just listen to my
voice... Its warm,
comforting... Very relaxing..."
Before Divigon the
other dragon's eyelids slowly drooped, then
closed completely.
His wings lolled behind him and his head sunk
forward as his
breathing slowed. He continued to drone on in a
monotone, telling
Pyrist how important it was to relax, just let
himself go. It felt
good to let himself relax. So good in fact,
it was almost
pleasurable. In fact it was pleasurable. Very
pleasurable, just
to sit back, relax and listen to Divigon's
voice. It was
important to listen to Divigon's voice. Very
important, it was
pleasurable to follow what the other dragon
said. That was
because he was hypnotised and had to obey.
This went on for a
considerable amount of time. Eventually ending
with Divigon
ordering Pyrist to awaken and open his eyes.
Groggily Pyrist
obeyed and his eyes flickered open.
"You ok?"
asked Divigon. "You just seemed to drift off there for
a moment."
Pyrist looked
puzzled for an instant, then shook his head.
"Oh, I'm
fine," he replied slowly. "Just a little tired."
The other dragon
nodded, shuffling himself a little closer,
resting a cool paw
on the flame dragon's warm thigh. Pyrist
flinched, but did
not pull away.
"What
wrong?" asked Divigon feigning concern again. "Don't you
like my paw
there?"
"No, err,
yes?" came a slightly distant reply from Pyrist. "Its
just I..."
Divigon's talons
slowly crept up the other's thigh, gently
caressing the
scales.
"Yes?" he
hissed softly.
"I..
well.." Pyrist swallowed nervously. "Its males... they ...
well, I thought I
didn't like them..."
Divigon nodded
slowly, his claws reaching the edge of the other's
sheath, gently
rubbing at it as it began to swell slowly.
"You don't
like males?" said an amazed water dragon. "You're
wrong you know. You
do like males. Its females you don't like,
you prefer
males."
"Males"
repeated the flame dragon, his cock beginning to emerge
from his sheath.
His eyes glazing over briefly as Divigon's
relaxing voice
returned.
Divigon nodded, one
paw tracing over the other's emerging length,
the other paw
reaching over to lightly fondle the red dragon's
balls.
Pyrist let out a
gasp and unconsciously pushed his hips up into
the water dragon's
gasp.
"That's
right," mhrrred Divigon, "Males... you like males don't
you. Males make you
feel good."
He encircled the
flame dragon's cock and began twisting his claws
lightly across the
growing length. Watching it extend and deepen
in colour. Soon, he
was stroking an impressive fourteen inches of
hot dragoon cock, a
drool of precum beginning to spread out from
the tip. His other
hand kneaded the finely scaled sac, feeling
its contents grow.
As if on cue, Pyrist began murmuring softly,
hypnotic commands
triggering and reprogramming his brain.
"Males..."
he almost whispered. "I like males. I like their
cock, their seed..
I like to feel them, touch them, caress
them..."
As Divigon
continued to stroke, Pyrist's murmuring grew louder,
his pre increasing
until suddenly his cock spasmed and let loose a
great flood of
dragon seed. Rivulets of it running over his
scales as his
murmuring tapered off again.
The water dragon
continued to slowly stroke the still twitching
length, smiling to
himself. Slowly he began rubbing the cum into
the scales, slowly
working his way lower until he was gently
rubbing around the
flame dragons rear opening.
Beside him,
Pyrist's mind was coping with new instructions and
desires. He felt
something pleasurable probing under his tail and
he knew he wanted,
no, needed more. Opening his eyes he slowly
focused on the
shimmering scales of the male next to him.
Automatically his
paw reached down, lightly rubbing over the
other's swollen
sheath. Divigon let out an encouraging mhrrr,
still playing with
his ass. Slowly, still unsure of his new
desires, the flame
dragon began to stroke the water dragon's
sheath. At first,
his movements were a little hesitant, but he
quickly grew in
confidence, becoming more desperate to please his
mate.
It did not take
long for Divigon to reach full length, a little
shorter than the
flame dragon, but much thicker. Pyrist found
himself licking his
lips, then taking a more dominant stance.
Pushing the water
dragon onto his back, the flame dragon knelt and
straddled the
other's waist. Lifting his tail clear, he rested
himself against the
tip of Divigon's cock. Desire cemented in his
mind, Pyrist very
slowly allowed his weight to push him down over
the other's cock.
It was tight. Very tight. But so very, very
pleasurable.
After what seemed
like an eternity, Pyrist had managed to swallow
all of Divigon's
length. His ass muscles rippled rhythmically
over his length and
slowly he began to lift himself off again.
Divigon moaned
softly and began playing with Pyrist's cock which
had already began
to stiffen.
As Pyrist commenced
another cycle, Divigon gave his balls a gentle
squeeze, resulting
in a moan. Their tails writhed against each
others as Divigon
bucked into the other. Slowly, as he grew more
comfortable, Pyrist
increased his stroking, Divigon lay beneath
him moaning. The
two dragons slowly climbing towards the peak of
ecstasy.
With a final groan,
Divigon bucked his hips deep into the
trembling Pyrist.
His cock surrendering its hot load deep into
the flame dragon's
warmth. That was too much fro Pyrist and he
too came, covering
the water dragon's scales with his own scolding
seed.
Exhausted, Pyrist
collapsed across the belly of his new mate. Yet
another set of
commands fusing themselves to his being.
When they had both
recovered enough, Pyrist lapped gently at
Divigon's scales
with his tongue.
"Thank you
Master," he replied meekly.
Divigon smiled
back.
"My pleasure
Slave," he said, gently turning and taking his new
pet in a soft
embrace.
Pyrist chuured
softly as he felt his Master's wing encircle him.
A warm contentment
spreading over him as he pondered new ways to
please his Master.
It was good to have a Master... A male
Master...