Kyle Lyons

He spoke of fear like he had smelled it before. Which of course made it so that he could not possibly be human. Sofiya only then noticed his faint scent, perhaps very weak, but not of human origin. “It was delicious and quite strong.” Sofiya informed him with a teasing smirk. She took his arm when he offered it. “You may.” Though of course, she would be escorting him as she would be the one to lead him to her rooms. 

“Well then, we’ve both won out today,” he said with a smirk.  With her arm tucked into his, he guided her to the door, holding it open as he guided her through it.  He walked forward, subtly shifting their positions so that she was leading.

When the other scurried away in fear, Sofiya allowed her features to shift back to the normal face she wore. There was no need to keep the elongated scary features now that her target was properly frightened. She gave her new companion a graceful and kind smile. Now perhaps he knew that she could look quite scary, but she would still like to keep the trusting features of this face prominent. “Those are both wonderful things to have from you. I think I may have done just that. I could smell his fear.” Sofiya laughed in response. “Would you like to return to my rooms for the promised massage?” 

“Hmm...to have your full senses,” he mused.  “Was it a delicious scent of fear?” he asked with a sly grin.  “I would be delighted, fair lady,” he said as he finished off his drink and rose.  He offered her his arm.  “Might I escort you?”

“I mean, I like to think so,” he said with a little smile. “But, what do I know?” He smiled lightly at the other. He grinned a little more, when he mentioned pictures. “Care to share some of those pictures, sometime? I’d love to see them.”

“I suspect you know a great deal,” Kyle said with a laugh.  “But are just barely modest enough not to say so.”  Kyle pulled out his phone and brought up a photo album. “Here...I took these on the beach,” he said.  “Phone isn’t the best for viewing them but no laptop here.”

Kyle watched with hungry eyes as Kyle came across their chests, taking deep breaths to try and pull some oxygen back into his lungs. With lazy fingers he dragged them through the mess between them and brought his hand to his lips, smirking as he tasted his dragon’s release. “Is this the kind of homecoming you should receive every time I go somewhere?” He chuckled. 

He could certainly be convincing enough to try to obtain her help in his matter. Sofiya found it quite amusing and he showed no outward signs of lying to her. If his master truly did have any issues with her behavior, she would make sure the slave was punished for lying to her. “Very charming.” Sofiya purred and teased. Their deal was struck and Sofiya thought she could certainly get some information about the structure of the slave system from him while he worked. “I do hope you will be able to give me the pleasure you speak of.” With their deal struck, Sofiya faced the man he hoped to scare. Her features shifted and because she was a mimic she could shift into any scary face she desired. The one of anger and danger stared down the other and it was not long before a look of fear crossed their own features and he scurried from the premise. 

“I do try,” he said with a wink.  “And I most certainly will.”  He watched as she acted to fulfill her end of the bargin.  “Well, that was even more effective than I expected."  He gave her a little half sitting bow.  “You have my respect and gratitude, fair lady.  I think it’s possible that you made him wet himself,” he added, clearly pleased and amused.

Ava bit her lip, groaning a little, as she felt his hands on her. She pressed her back against him, allowing him to have full range of her body. She rolled her hips against him, when he began to toy with her, her arousal clear. Her eyes flickered dangerously, and she smirked a little. “That’s it,” she murmured. “Right there..”

Kai grinned at the praise, his fingers curling harder into Kyle’s hips as the other leaned back, blood-tear stained eyes watching his dragon move with admiration. The witch soon found their rhythm and began to thrust up hard into the other, trying to drive them both to their completion until he was moaning, cumming hard deep inside his dragon. “Fuck Kyle!”

“Just what I wanted to hear,” he smirked before standing up and heading out. He gave a nod of his head, to signal Kyle to follow him.

Kyle followed the man, staying a few steps behind.  If asked, he could say it was a matter of respect though in truth if was to get a good view of Matthew’s ass.

“Oh, you know,” he smirked. “It can be very tiring, being hot and tattooed,” he teased. “So many people just want to look at your body. It’s terrible,” he grinned. “No, but, seriously, it’s been good. Been keeping myself busy. How have you been?” he asked him.

“Hmm...well, I can’t exactly blame them given how much I enjoy looking at your body,” Kyle said with a cheeky grin.  “But I think there’s a good mind in there too to pay attention to.  I’ve been pretty good for the most part.  Dancing up a storm and taking great pictures.”

“Good.” Kai growled, moaning as Kyle moved faster, fucking himself harder on the witch’s cock. He kissed back with equal fire and passion, feeling the steady build of heat low in his abdomen. “I’m close.” Kai groaned, fingers gripping harder at the dragon’s waist. 

Sofiya was entirely amused by the situation as it unfolded. “Is it only laziness that stops you from going to your master for help?” Sofiya inquired. While she was still entirely new here, she did not intend to step on any land minds in the form of social order for claims. “It is not because he would not approve of your intimidation techniques or that he would not help you?” It was excellent to hear such a thing and she smirked in return. “Will those massages be something you are eager to give?” 

“Laziness, efficiency.  I suppose it depends on how you view it.”  He gave her a flirty grin.  “Of course, I also get to make the acquaintance of a lovely lady this way.  Two wins for the price of one,” he said.  He laughed.  “Oh, he’d help and he’d approve”  He nodded to her.  “Always happy to give a good massage.  There’s something so very enjoyable about using  your hands to give pleasure, isn’t there?”

“Remind me all night, I need it.” Kai groaned as he felt Kyle squeeze around his cock. He moaned into the kiss, enjoying the way the dragon was riding him, needing that feeling of connection and being desired, having missed it. Scarred hands clutched at the supple skin of Kyle’s ass as he bounced on his cock, driving his hips up deeper to bring his dragon more pleasure. 

It was entirely fascinating to hear this little story. My, my, there was some drama in the inter-workings of these claims she heard so much about. “Ah, but if your master’s rules allow you to say no, surely this is an issue that your master can settle?” Sofiya inquired and smirked in amusement. “Though, even I must admit he does not sound like a very stimulating offer.” That is if his story was not elaborated for the sake of a narrative. “How are you with massages?” 

“Certainly he could,” Kyle agreed.  “But he’s not physically here in the moment.  I could just as easily go home as get him to come here.  The lady before me on the other hand is well....here,” he said with a charming grin.  “And I give an excellent massage.”

Kai did like it when Kyle came back seemingly eager to see him and have him, he didn’t like the idea of other masters and mistresses thinking they could just take what was his without asking Kai personally. He wasn’t that weak kid anymore, he’d come into his own since then. His hands went to Kyle’s hips when he straddled him and groaned as he felt the dragon sink down onto his length. “Good because you’re mine.” Kai purred as he gripped Kyle’s cheeks and gave a teasing squeeze. 

“Oh I can indeed make things as pleasurable as you would desire them to be. All that you need to do is simply ask” Grace informed him. Compulsion, especially of the sexual kind, just so happened to be one of the specialties that she was quite proud of. Grace indeed led the way, smiling prettily as she was call ‘my Lady’. Something she could get used to very quickly. Once inside of her Art Deco-style home she chuckled softly as they were greeted by Duchess, and the calls of her birds from out back. “May I offer you a drink, Kyle? I have..everything that you could wish for”

“I’m all for pleasurable bites then.  Why have less than the very best?” he asked with a flirty smile.  He walked into her home and looked around, appreciating the décor.  “You have a lovely home, one suitable to a lady of your stature,” he said with a warm smile.  “A lemon drop martini would be lovely.”

Ava leaned into him, little gasps escaping her lips. She was rather enjoying the way he was toying with her. That wasn’t hard to deny. She ran her tongue  across her lower lip at his question. “I want you to touch me,” she murmured. “I want you to drive me wild, and I want you to see if you can get me to beg for more,” she smirked.

“You still need to ask my permission before you do. I’m not always going to say yes, you’re mine and I get priority.” Kai growled softly with a smirk on his lips as he finally had Kyle stretched open around three fingers. He wasn’t as afraid as he’d once been about seeming selfish, now if another master or mistress wanted anything from Kyle they had to beg Kai first. Eventually he pulled his fingers back but sat back against the pillows even if it stung the fresh cut on his back. “Ride me.”