Drabble Cascade #95 - 'Dragon'

FB3X Drabble Cascade #95 – “Dragon”

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Title: Dragon Found (paranormal, m/m, PG) Part 2
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Continues from http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/800631.html


“Tell me that you’ve got cat contacts in your eyes,” Chris said and gulped when his fantasy hookup from the night before grinned widely and shook his head no. “Um, snake?”

“I’ve got a tail,” was purred at Chris. A hand gripped one of Chris’ ass cheeks rhythmically squeezing while one finger found and started stroking in counter time across a much used entrance. “You’ve got a very nice tail too. Not the same as mine but I find that,” he paused and growled that purr from before, “I’ve developed a loving obsession for it.”

Glaze eyed, Chris moaned wantonly.

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Drabble Cascade spinoff: Dragon Found part 3

I'll have you know that I had to google how to save coordinates for GPS. Went with Android Smartphone. If I got this wrong *cringes* remember I'm a Luddite.

Title: Dragon Found (paranormal, m/m, PG)Part 3
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 326
Continues from Part 2 at http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/801552.html


When Chris woke this time he was alone in a nest of blankets with the low burn of muscles out of practice balanced by aches that aroused erotic memories when he moved. The more sensible part of him was telling him that he needed to get out of here and take things out to rationally think about them. The burning aches said he was right where he should be, waiting to be ravished again.

It was a different ache that grumbled at him that had him moving from the cozy warmth of bedding and searching for his clothing. Rude to walk around a stranger’s living area nude when they weren’t there, it was even worse to raid their pantry or refrigerator. Perhaps this was his hook up’s way to discretely to tell him that it was time to go home. Dressed and fearing the embarrassment of overstaying his welcome, Chris wrote a bread and butter note of thanks on a napkin and let himself out of the front door hearing the lock automatically click into place. Vaguely remembering the way back to where his car was, he followed the road and sighed when the local bar and café’s sign came into view. Before he drove away he took a photo of Lucky’s Inn, storing the GPS coordinates. ‘For next time,’ he thought, ‘Anyone living that close to the bar surely frequented it, I might want to get lucky again,’ and grinned at the pun.

Chris’ stomach grumbled again. “Too bad I’d’ve looked like last night’s leftovers if I caught a meal there,” he told the image in his rear view mirror. Really too bad.” The looks last night as he and his one night stand had left had been too jovially amused. Shuddering, “Yeah. Food was good, night’s companionship better, but the cost in embarrassment more than can be faced on an empty stomach. Quiet down,” he told his belly, “I’ll feed you, just not there.”

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Dragon Found part 4

Curse you all of you. This is part 4 *sighs* Thank you.

Title: Dragon Found (paranormal, m/m, PG)part 4
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 376
Follows from part 3 at http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/801860.html


“Lukivic, where did you leave that sweet young thing you took out of here last night?”

Grinning he replied, “At home in my nest of cuddly blankets. If I wore him out enough, like I tried, he’ll be there when I get back after feeding you crowd.”

“Think he’s a keeper then, do you?”another of the regular’s asked. “A night’s fucking isn’t enough to hold a man if you’re not there to guard him ‘til he wakes and you explain things to him.”

A voice from by the entrance to the bar called out, “Lucky I see you lost the treasure you took out of here to bed unless you or him moved his car out of the yard.”

“Fuck!”

“That’s what you shoulda been doing to cement the bond,” was offered sagely by yet another clan member, “we coulda minded the place while you cavorted between the sheets. Did you at least get him with egg? You can best track yer eggling.”

“He wasn’t ready yet to get him fertile. I’m not some ancient fertility god wyvern, able and willing to bond an unknowing mate. Doesn’t mean I didn’t make note of his car’s license plate number. I’ll have Rufus run it when he comes in for lunch.”

Elder Uncle shook his head, “In the old days we took our prey and kept them close. They came around after a bit of lovin’, an’ stayed where you left them, like treasure should.”

“Times change, as they should and so should we.” Lucky held up his hand, “I’m not saying that all traditions should be done away with, but if we’re going to fit into the modern day with hopes of not running afoul of any current era knights with pointed lances, we have to accommodate to socially acceptable courting of the times.”

“Did your treasure have a pointy lance last night for you, Lukivic?” one of the cousins called teasingly from the kitchen.

Grinning hugely, “Oh he had a pointy lance alright but it was my sword that found its sheath many times, through all of our many bouts.”

Elder Uncle nodded, “Then I ‘spect your treasure will return for more thrustings. Once you’ve had a wyvern in you, it spoils you for all others.”

Continues at Dragon Found part #5http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/802332.html