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A Dragon's Fancy {Sasha & Briar}

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Briar

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Oct 26, 2013
Ezra massaged his temples, staring at the paper before him. Stupid humans and their stupid mistakes. His accountant had messed up the numbers for this quarter, they were vastly under producing in the electronics sector of his corporations and he now needed to instate overtime and a hefty bonus rate to entice employees to get the extra work done. Stupid, stupid, humans.

Then again, Ezra couldn’t complain complete dissatisfaction with their race. Ice blue eye’s flicked back to his computer screen, the silver flecks within them glinting in a strange hunger that Ezra hadn’t felt in many years. Displayed on the screen was a handsome male face, delicate wisps of auburn hair and a full pout. The company picture didn’t do him near enough justice, not when Ezra had seen the voluptuous ass the male possessed on his walks around the office.

He’d been growing bored with his work recently, losing his passion for the human world, debating returning to the carnage of the supernatural. It was a lot of work to put on this human façade daily. But then he’d seen that boy, lithe and delicate, gorgeous ass. Ezra knew he’d found his muse again, at least for a little while. He had to have him. Julian. He’d never had a male human lover and he was excited to take him on, discover the pleasure’s he liked, destroy his composure. Stupid human’s thinking they could compare to the beauty of a creature as old as he.

Ezra rose from his desk, rolling his shoulders back where muscles tightened and clenched. He was working from home today, expecting the arrival of this boy sometime soon. His butlers had been notified of the male’s pending arrival and were expected to bring him straight to Ezra. Normally Ezra would have dropped the pretenses he kept as a human, but he didn’t want to frighten the boy right away, he’d wait a few minutes for that. They’d have plenty of time for that. Instead the sharpened canines he normally possessed itched at his gums, wings rolling beneath his shoulder, claws aching beneath his fingers. Patience he had to remember patience. When they boy arrived he could well and truly relax, with that ass finally at his eager fingertips.
 
Julian had never been an overachiever. Perhaps that was what had put him in this position. He had never fought for higher goals or struggled for success. He'd been born into a boring middle class family and had lived a boring middle class life. This far at least. Now he was working an okay job at a good company. And he'd actually been promoted. Personal assistant to the CEO that sounded important. And that's what matted to Julian.

Julian was the type to make friends easily, so he was constantly surrounded by people. This job seemed like it might be a little isolating, but he was willing to do that for a chance at advancement. He might not have been an overachiever, but he did get bored easily. And this man... Well he seemed interesting to say the least. The auburn haired boy was eager to pick his brain. Ezra had always seemed as though he knew much more than everyone else. And while Julian didn't exactly strive to be the most intelligent, he did like to hear secrets.

Which was another draw to the job. The boy pulled up in his middle class used car and stepped out, moving into the house after being ushered in. When he was escorted to the study, there was a little curiousity in him. This seemed urgent almost. The boy brushed himself off. He was wearing a nice fitted black t-shirt and a pair of tight jeans. It was casual. Ezra had told him he could be casual. But how could Julian ever be casual, with an ass like that? It looked perfect then, highlighted against the light in the study.

"Hello Sir." Really he'd only ever exchanged words with this man maybe once.
 
Thank goodness that he didn’t have to wait for long, Ezra was already twitching in anticipation, cock giving excited twitches at the ideas that filled his head. All Ezra wore was a silk robe that swept over the floor, leaving a copious amount of smooth, pale chest free for the eye to see. He knew he wouldn’t be wearing clothes for long and hopefully neither his companion. Not that it mattered. As soon as he had the male here he’d be doing as Ezra wished. The knock on the wood at the door finally signalled his pet’s arrival and Ezra almost let out a growl in his excitement, fighting to keep his fangs back and tail from rippling out of his spine. His hair was braided close to his head, flowing in a long queue to the middle of his back so that his full attention could be focused on the male when their play began.

Ezra took in the sight of the boy in his casual clothing, drinking in the tight pull of fabric over his ass. Most definitely that boy would be his.
“Hello Julian,” He all but purred, stalking closer to the boy and trailing a hand through his hair, circling around to catch under his jaw, tipping his head back to gaze at the boy’s emerald eyes. “It’s a pleasure to have you here. I haven’t had anyone in your… position for a very long time.” Ezra’s words were barely a murmur eye’s drinking in the site of the boy’s face, memorizing every soft curve and delicate line. He almost forgot himself in his delight at the chance to study the creature he intended to play so many experiments out on. The fun they were going to have…

Ezra pulled back abruptly, a predatory grin painting his face. “Apologies my sweet boy, I suppose you’re curious as to your work, please follow me.” He didn’t wait for the male to acknowledge him, turning away and stalking through the study to the door which connected it to his bedroom. He waited for Julian to pass ahead before shutting the door, waving a whispered spell over the wood that would keep the boy from leaving.

As soon as he turned back to the boy he undid the robe, letting it fall loosely to the ground, revealing his body and half hard cock. “Now, I’ll remind you of a few things in your contract. One, you are not allowed to tell a soul about what you see here. Second, you are to submit to all my wishes. In case you haven’t guessed they aren’t quite as professional as you probably assumed. You can obey or not as you like but regardless you will do ask I ask. Now strip and go kneel on the bed.”

Ezra crossed his arms, flexing his muscles. He almost wished the boy would disobey so that he could tie him down and rip the clothes from that pert ass himself. Nevertheless he was sure he’d get the chance to do just that at a later date regardless.
 
While Julian may have been average, he was a people pleaser. He liked people to be happy. Which probably contributed to his lack of ambition. He was so focused on other people that he had trouble figuring himself out. He hadn't really taken any time to develop himself or figure out what he liked. He hadn't even dated anyone! Although, he did know he was attracted to males and females. Not that this should have any relevance to his occupation at all. He did remember that he would be spending copious amounts of time here, as per the contract. But even that he did not remember what the exact wording had been.

So when the man stepped forward, Julian didn't pull away as quickly as he thought he might. This was... This was against everything that he'd learned! Especially during the sexual assault meetings! Ezra had been facilitating one of those, even. And now he was here, touching his employee's face and looking at him... So hungrily. There was something unnatural about the way the man was looking at him, and he didn't like it. It wasn't something human.

But before he could speak up, he had to hear everything this man had to say. Maybe this was a test? Maybe it was part of the job. There it was... Ezra said it. It was... But then the next bedroom he was ushered into was a bedroom. Julian didn't move forward at first. "I'm sorry..." He stepped backwards towards the door. "I think you have me confused. This breaks about a hundred laws, and it is against the sexual harassment training we received. I..." Clearly the poor boy was confused. He looked up eagerly at Ezra as if to expect an answer.
 
Ezra’s eyes glinted in amusement at Julian’s protests. It was adorable that the male was now spouting sexual harassment law’s that he’d once given a speech on at their office. This was so much farther past sexual harassment anyway, Ezra had much bigger plans for his little employee.

“I’m aware of the breaking of laws. But they don’t apply to me. You see-“ Ezra let out a shiver as as finally the writhing bone and muscle distorted on his back, before releasing to reveal a pair of wings, expanding out in a moment of freedom before he snapped them back neatly to his body. His fangs had enlongated, the nails on his fingers now had an obsidian sheen and were stronger and thicker. His skin took on a glistening sheen, smooth and cool to touch. A tail snaked between his legs, whipping back and forth in anticipation at the male before him.

“I’m not quite human. And you’re here for me now and you definitely won’t be escaping anytime soon, so you’ll do as I please.” Ezra stepped forward, in one swift movement tearing the fabric of the boys shirt from his body and discarding it on the floor. He stepped back again, not that proximity would give the boy any chance of escaping him, admiring the smooth pale skin revealed, tongue flicking out to lick his lips, dry with anticipation. He fixed reptilian eyes back on Julian’s blue ones.

“Do as I said. You don’t want to disobey me again.”

(Apologies my internet cut out last night so I just went to bed)
 
If Julian had been surprised before, he didn't know what he was now. The boy's feet shuffled backwards frantically, his eyes focused on Ezra's head. He was trying to disregard the rest of the changes, but there was no doing that. He couldn't deny what was right in front of him. This was something... Something different. It wasn't natural. Ever since he was young he had always hoped for another world to be true. Some kind of place where he wouldn't be dulled by the mundane tasks of average life. But this was too much.

His adult brain couldn't handle the possibility of this existing now. Maybe ten years before, yes, but not now. His fingers grasped desperately for the handle to the door, but when he grabbed onto it the door refused to open. It was when the poor boy was trying to work open the door that Ezra tore the shirt from his body.

"You can't... This isn't..." He swallowed in anxiety and gripped the door handle tighter. Really, the poor boy was beginning to feel faint. He'd been so normal. So regular achieving, completely uninteresting before. And now... Well now he was absolutely frightened with what was in front of him. He didn't even bother covering up his chest, not yet realizing what this thing wanted from him. "I feel..." He slipped down the wall, losing full control over his body.

[[It's okay! will you be on long today?]]
 
Ezra did not know how to react. He had expected the boy to run, to protest, to scream obscenities at him. The last thing he’d expected was this all-consuming fear that had the boy sliding to the ground. He wasn’t used to dealing with human’s, his staff was made of petty ghouls and fairies, nothing this… fragile. A jolt of anger flashed through him at the boy’s weakness before he let out an exasperated huff.

“Calm down.” He commanded, inwardly wincing at the way it sounded like an annoyed expletive rather than a comforting phrase. Gingerly he leaned down, gathering the human against him, aware of the almost burning temperature of his skin against him, so nice for someone as cold-blooded as himself. Carefully, trying not to jostle the human, he carried him back to his bed, settling him against the pillows. Ezra had figured force would be his best way to get this human to agree with him. Perhaps he was wrong.

“Don’t panic. I’m sure this must be shocking, but it can be a little difficult to keep myself form hidden so it’s best you get used to it.” He stated, voice growing more panicked as he stared at the fragile human. He’d heard horror stories of them dying from common diseases passed around on the streets, flu and pneumonia. His vampire friends often complained about how fragile their pets were, requiring constant care and attention. Ezra had never kept a human before, he didn’t realize it would be this difficult.

“I- perhaps I am a little abrupt. I intend you to stay here as my pet you will be paid well and I’ll spell you so you can’t tell others of your time here. It will be a fair trade. I’ll make sure you get food and exercise, what is it that has you so weak now?” Ezra’s voice grew more and more panicked as he spoke, voice rough, eye’s searching the humans body. A talon ran down the length of one leg, tearing the fabric of the man’s pants and briefs. It was hardly right for his pet to be clothed when Ezra himself was on display. This human should be thankful for the experience. Somehow Ezra didn’t think he was…

(I should be on and off for the next eight hours-ish!)
 
While the fainting may have actually been part of his body's natural reaction, it was really more of his scheme to get into a more comfortable position. Sure, he was completely nervous, and Ezra was a fucking... He didn't even know what the man was. But he knew now that his boss was not a human. And when he picked him up and ushered him over to the bed, Julian was honestly quite surprised. It seemed that the man was actually a little concerned for him? Just when the boy was sure that he'd been roasted, eaten, or fucked. Or both.

His blue eyes stayed open and focused on the man, though they were half lidded. Under the surface however, he was thinking. How could he get out of this situation? The door was locked. Did that mean that the windows were barred too? He didn't even bother looking around for them, but he knew that some must be around. The boy closed his eyes while he listened to Ezra.

It seemed the man was in a bit of a predicament. He was openly expressing his thoughts, probably too openly. Did the other know that? Julian stayed quiet and continued to stay still until after the dragon had torn at his pant leg. Then, within a second the boy's leg shot out, kicking at Ezra and slipping out from under him as he was distracted from this. So the fainting act might have been a bit of a distraction. He sped to the window, shoving up at it. But it was locked. And the glass was thick. Plus he was on the second floor. Jumping would be an idiotic idea.

He turned quickly to face Ezra. Sure, Julian was human. And sure, humans were weak. But he wasn't. He wouldn't be. Not now. This would just prove to Ezra that he was a little more than human. What he lacked in ambition before in his life, he had now.
 
Ezra was so shocked at the dull kick that Julian placed upon his shin that all he could do was remain on the bed, staring blankly after the boy as he ran to the window. Belatedly it occurred to him that he planned to escape. As if a kick to a dragon would incapacitate him long enough to… what? Jump to his death? The boy was facing him with wild eye’s, determined. His bravado was a lessened by the fact that he was stark naked.

“I’m a dragon lord. I am a dragon lord, and you just kicked me.” Ezra could scarcely believe the other’s gall. His brow furrowed in confusion, contemplating what to do with the boy. He supposed that his original plan of force seemed to be the way to go. But he wanted the boy to obey him. He had plans for Julian, many of them centered around the limits to which one could stretch a humans pleasure. He enjoyed watching his nightly lovers reduced to a blabbering mess, twitching and gasping and begging at his every touch. Why did this human have to remain so difficult?

Finally decided Ezra rose, spreading out his wings and sauntering over to the male. There was no way the boy could get around the expanse of scaled wing, and Ezra was by far much faster than him. He wasted no time in grabbing the male around the waist, this time much less gently hauling him back to the bed. He settled the boy on his back, holding him down with one thigh and ignoring his protests as he attached a wrist cuff from either corner of the bed to the boy’s wrists. They still allowed him a fair bit of movement, though he wouldn’t be able to roll over.

“Now,” Ezra began, voice growing serious. “I would appreciate it if you’d start being more realistic about your situation. For now you are mine. That isn’t going to change and the sooner you accept the easier it shall be. And I can promise you that you will enjoy what I do to you, or begin to soon.” His eye’s raked over the males physique, slowing over the voluptuous curve of ass and the flaccid shape of his cock. Finally he returned his gaze the male’s face, unable to stop himself as he reached out to pinch a pert nipple, already pebbled from the exposure to air and excitement. “Are you going to behave or shall I have to convince you into this?” He questioned with a delicate raise of an eyebrow. Ezra desperately wanted to fuck this boy, to taste his very essence, to begin his catalogue of the responses elicited by his movements. Besides, with what he had planned for the boy’s gorgeous ass, training would need to start as soon as possible.
 
Clearly, the words of Ezra did not mean much to Julian. Sure, he was curious what the man meant, but he was not intent onfinding out at that moment. He had much bigger things he needed to get done. Like escaping. And for some reason his brain thought that he could. There wsa that capability. He knew it was possible, but it just felt like the gateway with which he could do it wasn't open yet. Honestly this was one of the strangest feelings he'd ever had. Like he had some kind of new found ability. But the ability was nowhere to be found.

"You honestly believe that I'd take this laying down." He laughed, putting up his hands as he shook his head. "You're ridiculous!" He tried to get around the man again, but this time those giant wings blocked his way. There would be no more kicking or insulting Mr. Fancy Pants. Or lack thereof.

When the dragon grabbed him, he squirmed, but part of him was calmed. What was that? Why was that? The boy swallowed and stayed still as the man attached him to the bed. But when he was finally stuck there, he lashed out at the man, his legs kicking. "You can try to convince me." He growled with a little bit of a grin. "But I doubt it will work."
 
Ezra’s patience was wearing thin. At first this male’s tenacity had been new and intriguing, if not slightly worrying for the harm he could cause himself. But Ezra was done playing games, he hadn’t gone to the effort of planning to essentially kidnap this male for his own to deal with a child throwing tantrums, attempting to kick a lord such as himself.

“Now you’ve made me angry.” Ezra snarled, grabbing the boys ankles from where they flailed at him, yanking them downwards and pulling the restraints on his wrists taught as he secured his legs, leaving the boy spread eagle. He took a moment to survey his prey, eye’s narrowed, before reaching beneath his bed to pick up a final set out chains, clasping cuffs just above the boy’s knees and tightening their length where they attached to a rotating spindle on the edge of the bed. Ezra had spent years perfecting his sexual tastes and experiences, he was more than prepared to harbour an unwilling subject such as this. It would make it all the more fun.

He was much calmer as he turned to the table beside his bed, used only to hold the toy’s he enjoyed. On top of the table stood a small jar of lube and he brought it back with him, sheathing the claws of one hand to leave behind only dull human nails. He had no intent to hurt the boy.

“I shan’t gag or blind you just yet, but if you don’t stop your protests I will.” As he spoke Ezra kneeled between the boy’s spread legs, coating a finger in the gooey substance of the jar rubbing it between his fingers as he gave the boy a smouldering look. “I intend for you to take pleasure from this as well. I do enjoy certain things, pushing my pets to their limits, but in return I’ll provide you with a bliss you’ve never even imagined. Now-“ He dropped his hand, fingers dancing over the tight clenching rim of the boy’s entrance. It was pink and fresh looking. “Have you ever been with another? Particularly here?” He punctuated his words, sliding just the tip of his fingers into the boy’s heat, slowly working his finger in until it reached a hilt. The grasp on his one finger suggested that it had most definitely been a very long time.
 
When Ezra grabbed his legs the boy knew he was no longer playing. Really, he should have known that from the beginning. But perhaps he realized that he could no longer defend himself or do anything other than speak hostile words. And hostile words would only be repaid with more violent actions, he was willing to bet. Ezra had not been so rough with him yet, but he was imaging that the man could get quite forceful. His fingers tightened into clenched fists and he narrowed his eyes.

He looked over to the table, which he just now noticed. The sight there made his blue eyes widen. Those were all what he thought they were. And there were a lot of them. All different shapes and sizes. And with a collection like that, Julian just knew that he had to have more. Gag or blind him? Good. That was great hearing that it was even an option.

"I-I never had..." He replied, his composure becoming a little shy as the man pressed the tip of his finger to his hole. When it was actually pressed inside the boy let out a sound. It was uncertain whether that sound was pleasure or a little groan of pain. "Nh..." He had the urge to either pull off of the finger, or press just a bit more back onto it. "I've only been with women before."
 
Ezra was pleased to have the boy reacting to him, regardles of whether it was pleasure or pain, this was how he'd intended things to be. "Really?" He queried as the boy admitted to only being with women. He couldn't help but chuckle darkly. "It's such a pity, with an ass as sweet as yours. I've been admiring it since the day you walked in here. All that bounce and jiggle. But of course I couldn't be more pleased to receive the privilege of being the first to enjoy it's splendours." Despite his violent words Ezra was gentle as he moved his finger in and out, pulling gentle at the boy's entrance before sliding in a second finger, beginning to pump it in and out as well.

"From now on you are to refer to me as Master in front of my staff. Ezra is alright when we're alone. I intend for you to stay here for the next while. You shall have whatever you wish for as my pet, provided in the evenings you keep me company and complete your trainings. I do have a lot of things I want to do with this ass, one as nice as yours is just begging to be filled." Ezra purred the last part, fingers beginning to scissor in and out of the boy's body. He was taking his time. A human cock shied in comparison to the thick seven inches of him, far thicker than any human cock he'd ever seen. Taking Julian for the first time wouldn't be pleasurable, but he could stop it from being horrible.

Ezra pulled his fingers away to scoop up more of the lubricant, forcing three in this time, watching the wet mess let behind as the puckered entrance flushed and clenched. It really did deserve all the things Ezra knew he could pleasure it with, he was so tempted to try and slide all his fingers past the barrier of that ring, but he didn't truly want to hurt Julian yet. There would be plenty of time for punishment later.

His other hand fastened to the male's cock, pulling it upright until it was nice and hard, circling the head before following back down in long languid strokes. "Tell me how it feels." He whispered softly eye's trained intently on the male as he stretched his hole carefully, working his cock at the same time. Ezra bent forward letting his tongue stretch out to it's full length, just slightly past his chin. Delicately he swiped it up the length of Julian's turgid dick, letting the rougher flesh caress the delicate velvet of his red cock. A pearl of precome beaded at the tip and he leaned forward, lapping it up greedily, pressing the thin tip into the head of the boy's cock.
 
Julian nodded his head at the other's words. Even then, he'd only been with three females. As far as males went… Well he had considered them before. There were some attractive to him, but he'd never acted on it. He didn't speak up or respond again until Ezra pressed against that lovely little spot in him with his finger."Y-Yes Master…" He was agreeable enough. But the two of them knew that it wouldn't last for long.

"Don't… Nnh. Don't talk like that." He groaned as he heard the man speak to him. Well, the dragon. Talking like that was so dirty… The boy wasn't sure if he could stand it. And talking about being filled… Well it sounded a lot more convincing now. But not convincing enough. It was frightening even.

But when the second finger was pressed into him, and Ezra's tongue moved out to lap over his cock the boy closed his eyes and bucked his hips. "Yes… It feels good…" He wasn't trying to hide how he felt. This was a secret he couldn't keep. "Fuck..."

[[Sorry it's short. D:]]
 
Ezra smirked. Good, the boy was listening. It'd make things easier for now. His fingertips ran soothing touches along the male's pale stomach, travelling farther to pinch a nipple as he slid his fingers inside him. The slick heat of his body was intoxicating, Ezra's cock dripped with the prospect of entering that delicious ass.

He chuckled at the boy's protest. They were weakened in his pleasured moan. "Why? Does it turn you on, the idea of being mine? Because you are, this body is for me to fill, and trust me when I say I will, past any limits you thought you could. And I'm going to milk you and force you to come and then I'm going to make your cock take more pleasurable torture than you ever thought possible. And you may not like it at first, but I promise you will grow to beg for it." Ezra's voice was dripping in molten desire, trying to control it from growing too rough as he brought his hand back to slide two from his other hand in with the fingers already working to stretch the boy. It was a tight fit, and he winced at the boy's tightness.

Ezra pulled back smugly as the boy admitted his pleasure. "Good," He purred, smoothing lubricant over his weeping cock. Even copious amounts wouldn't reduce the friction of this encounter. "Now relax and try to bear down and the pain shouldn't be too bad." He said soothingly, undoing the attachment of the chain to the cuffs on the boy's ankles and thigh's, instead moving to push them to Julian's shoulders, revealing the boy's ass. His grip was tight, a reminder struggling against him would be useless.

Finally he allowed himself to position himself, holding his cock steady as he breached the tight ring of muscle in the boy's ass. He refused to slow, instead inching himself forward at a steady pace, cursing and groaning at the tightness that surrounded his cock. He fell forward, shuddering at the sensitive contact, lips loving to lick at the boy's neck in comfort and give him a moment to adjust.

[[No problem darling!]]
 
Julian didn't want to think about any of it. He didn't want to be here. He hadn't agreed to this. He'd agreed to be a personal assistant. This was far beyond that. This was something intimate and frightening. And the poor boy hadn't had many sexual experiences at all. He had especially never had an experience with a man. Let alone a man that was... What Ezra was. So being penetrated like that was frightening to him. The fact he felt pleasure from it was even more so.

He had trouble listening to Ezra though. The man's words were aggressive but stil soft, smouldering even. If he was a dragon it seemed fitting. Those words intimidated him, but at the same time he could feel himself hardening. Why? This had to be some kind of betrayal. Was he being drugged? Was there a gas in the room or something? He was being quite cooperative with the fingers until he began squirming again. This time it was angrily. It was not long lived as he quickly tired out and came to rest on the bed, just in time to watch the man apply the lubricant to himself.

"Fuck off!" He didn't seem so eager now that those fingers weren't inside of him. But when he felt Ezra at his entrance he squirmed vigorously. Nothing would save him now. He let out a moan as he felt the tip finally push in past that tight pink little hole. He was incredibly tight. It would take a lot of training for his hole to stretch out as wide as Ezra wanted it too. If that would even be possible. But Julian could hardly even think of that. This was painful enough! He swallowed and let out a whimper when Ezra was finally fully surrounded by his tight muscle. "Please..." He panted, looking quite desperate. His eyes were half lidded and lips parted, cheeks full of blush. "Please stop..."
 
Tight, tight, tight. Ezra could barely think past the clenching heat of the boy’s passage. He’d most certainly made the right choice in the male, but if he wasn’t careful Julian would be the death of his self-control. He leaned forward, mouth open and panting next to the boy’s ear, their bodies flush though Ezra held himself up so as not to make it more uncomfortable for the male. It was unfortunate this intense pleasure couldn’t be just as wonderful for Julian himself, but it was only the first time. There would be plenty more moments to convince him just how wonderful the experience could be.

Ezra turned his head at the boy’s whimper, placing a kiss on his cheek, trembling with the effort not to move. “Shhh, little lamb.” He soothed, voice rough in his pleasure. He pushed himself upwards so that he could see the boy’s flushed face, body finally having given in to his. Julian was beyond beautiful, leg’s stretched out leaving a clear view of his stretched entrance on Ezra’s swollen cock. Ezra let out a moan at the delicious sight, falling forward again to lick and pant at the male’s parted lips.

“You’re alright.” He tried again, placing chaste kisses to the boy’s full mouth. “Just relax, I’ll not last long with a body as virginal and beautiful as yours.” Slowly, ever so slowly he inched his way out, the friction beyond incredible, before he forced his way back in with a quick snap of his hips, letting out a garbled roar at the incredible feel. He couldn’t stop himself from doing the movement again, quicker, before he forced himself to stop. Ezra knew this would hurt the male, but he didn’t want it to be a terrible experience.

Carefully he let one of Julian’s legs go, settling it along their side so that he could reach for the boy’s erection, gone soft in pain. He stroked it diligently, thumbing the slight and squeezing gently. His mouth moved to the boy’s neck, leaving soft nips and kisses down the pale skin as he slowly began to thrust against the male again. “Just breathe and feel me. Soon you will be begging for this attention, I can’t wait to stretch out your body, fill your ass and cock and mouth-“ Ezra had to stop himself in a moan, continuing slow shallow thrusts into the boy’s body. He was just about ready to cum, which he supposed was good. He’d prepared a set of plugs to begin stretching the boy’s body with, a collar so that his staff knew his role. And a warm bath was prepared so that he could massage away the pain of their current activities. If only Julian knew how spoilt he’d be as a dragon lord’s pet, and the incredible pleasure Ezra could provide.
 
The nickname was fitting for the situation. Little lamb. He really was now. A sacrifice for this man, this... dragon. Julian couldn't even admit that to himself. He couldn't fathom it at the moment. The only thing he could possibly focus on was the pain he felt. And beyond that he tried to focus on the kisses that Ezra was applying to his neck. Those felt good, but that was about the only thing that felt good. The rest of it he could live without. He could live without all of this really. He hadn't signed up for this. Or maybe he had. He really should have looked at that contract...

He did look good like that, all spread out on the bed. Those creamy thighs, round ass surrounding that hard cock, half-lidded eyes, and his cheeks rosy with inexperience. Ezra's words were not comforting to him. They didn't mean anything at all really. The poor boy parted his lips and let out soft little breaths as he felt Ezra press into him, then snap into him without much control. The shallower slower thrusts were better for him. They didn't hurt quite as much.

How did this man plan on stretching him past this? The boy let out a sweet little moan at the thought. Fuck... At least the man began stroking him, though it took longer than normal for the poor boy to get hard again. Slowly he began to press himself back onto the cock then push his hips up to meet that hand.
 
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