Draconic Duel (Savakasia end)

>"He's mine!" the blue-scaled dragon shouts, lightning leaping across the room and bouncing off the scales of the red dragon on your other side (who coincidentally has a firm grip on your arm. Like, bruisingly firm.)
>the Blue gives a tug and nearly sends you spilling over while the red stands her ground, holding you upright via sheer force.
>"No, I found him first! That makes him MINE!"
>and a tug in the different direction
>you're not a piece of meat
>well, technically to these two you are if you're talking about a specific cut...
>you didn't mean to become a priceless object worth a draconic duel when you stumbled into this lonesome valley
>but apparently these two have been duelling to create the most magnificent horde
>and Red seems to think you would make a great centerpiece
>Blue has come to the same conclusion
>so here you are, knee deep in the river while two dragons threaten to tear you in half
>they tug and pull and tug and pull and you feel like you're going to be torn apart
>Red notices and hisses "Look, Valisavex, you're going to hurt him. Stop being so rough."
>Valisavex frowns, and lightning dances across her skin when she snorts
>"Well, I'm not going to let YOU have him, Savakasia"
>"Wait, wait, don't I get a say in this?"
>The two dragons ponder this for a moment and you curse your big mouth.
>"Well, that's not a bad idea, is it sir...?"
>Savakasia looks expectantly at you for a name.
>"Anon."
>"That's a stupid name." Valisavex snorts. "When I own you, you're going to change that."
>"Anyway,", Savakasia interjects, "Anon, if you want a say so bad.... Choose which one of us you like better..."
>fuck
>fuck fuck fuck
>this is how you die
>both of them are looking at you more seductively this time
>"Well then, I guess it's time for a bit of... Persuasion." Savakasia says.
>"Hey, no! Me first!"
>Fuck.
>Which one do you choose?
>it really only takes a second or two for you to decide
>You mean, the choice here is between someone who has shown you actual kindness and someone who said that your name was stupid and that she would change it for you.
>"Ah-red. I choose Savakasia.
>Valisavex pouts and snorts lightning. "B-but that's not fair!"
>"Too bad, blue! He's mine!" Savakasia crows
>She pulls you out of Valisavex's unresisting hands and hugs you tightly
>you can feel her breasts pressing against your back and head
>"Come now, sir anon; your quarters await."
>She giggles and leaps into the sky, dragging you from the water
>luckily, the flight is a short one and you are dragged into a cave lit by torches
>it's clearly been cleared out and her hoard is the majority of floorspace
>unlike most dragons that you've heard of, her hoard seems to consist of mostly silverware and decorative pieces like candlesticks, fastenings, et cetera
>it's all been arranged in a series of swirls and spirals and she hisses at you to "be careful!" when you take a step out of place
>if you can really call it taking a step when she's really just dragging you along the ground, feet occasionally moving but you can't really take a definite step
>she tosses you down onto a cot that has been arranged in the perfect center on top of the hoard and sets to work chaining you to it, at least ten different bindings holding you down
>"Ah, anon. I'm so glad you chose me. Now you can complete my hoard forever..." She smiles
>"Oh, are you hungry? Let me go grab you a bite to eat!"
>Savakasia doesn't wait for your response, leaping into the air and flying down one of the numerous passages leading out
>you gently test your bonds and find them very secure
>you can't really move at all, maybe a couple inches
>well
>Savakasia returns after a bit while you ponder your fate and consider your (extremely limited) options
>she has a piece of what looks to be extremely overcooked meat and a handful of gold... something.
>she shoves the meat in your face and you panic, but after a moment she starts to more gently feed you it.
>chief god this tastes like charcoal
>well, at least it's food, you suppose
>when you're finished she consumes the rest of the meat herself in a frankly terrifying display of bloodlust, wipes her hand over her face, and grabs your left hand
>she takes the hand full of gold and reveals the rings there.
>"Choose one, dear husband."
>you really have no way to respond to that
>you start examining them but you take too long for her and she snorts and begins jamming rings on your fingers, five at a time. "Well then, if my husband is so indecisive I'll choose for him!"
>oh god
>you can feel the fear rising in you
>Savakasia is clearly insane, you can see the madness in her eyes now.
>"Well then, my treasure, I need to go finish my... argument with our filthy neighbor. Stay right there!"
>as soon as she arrived she has left, leaving you with one hand with over twenty rings on it and chained to a cot
>soon you can hear more shouting in the distance
>wait, husband?
>dragons take husbands?
>okay, maybe this won't be so bad then, you were expecting to be dinner or a slave or something
>It is hours before she returns
>Savakasia stumbles into the cave, one wing torn and face bloody
>droplets spatter over her gold as she limps over to you
>"Ah, my treasure has waited so patiently for me to return!"
>well it's not like you could go anywhere
>"I'm so glad to see you... and so glad that that bitch didn't get to have you."
>Savakasia's bleeding appears to stop after a minute or two, with the judicious application of what used to be your shirt after she tears it off your frame
>In between wiping her face with it she sniffs it deeply, murmuring "anon's smell... husband's smell..."
>Okay that's a bit creepy
>once she's finished she looks a bit ragged but fine.
>"My treasure -- i'm sorry for leaving you alone, but that SLUT just needed to be put into her place."
>"Have you thought about our wedding, treasure? Just you and me, alone under the stars and swearing our vows? Or perhaps along some beach to the east?"
>she leans closer
>closer
>She's just inches from your face now, staring into your eyes
>you think you can see madness there
>you knew isolation got to monsters more than most, but seriously
>"I've been waiting for you for so long, husband. Let's never be apart again."
>She crawls on top of you, her weight bearing you down into the cot
>"Forever and always..."
>a giggle
>Savakasia leans forward with her eyes closed and her lips make contact with yours, one claw dragging your head up to hers
>she's surprisingly gentle, lips pressed against yours, a chaste kiss to seal whatever claim she thinks she has over you
>you'd struggle to get free, but, well...
>Soon Savakasia grows dissatisfied and her lips force yours ever so slightly open, her tongue darting forth and pressing against the edge of your teeth
>after a bit you are forced to yield to her and she presses down on you further, pouring her all into the kiss
>you feel like you're drowning, her kiss less of a dance and more of a battle
>one that she is clearly winning
>It's when you start choking on her tongue that Savakasia actually backs off.
>"I'm sorry, treasure, but you just looked so handsome. I couldn't help myself."
>"Speaking of helping myself..."
>her tail reaches into your pants, undoing the belt and dragging them down to your ankles
>"You haven't done me your marital duties yet, anon. How could you be so cruel to your devoted and loving wife?"
>"Well, I-"
>and that's when she shoves your own shirt into your mouth
>"No, no talking, treasure. Savor the moment. Savor your wife."
>she clambers up on top of you and lines herself up, staring into your eyes and nearly lying back down on your chest, hips raised just enough to hook herself onto you
>"Are you ready, anon? We're going to have so many lovely daughters together..."
>and then she shoves herself down
>she's gentle with you, to be sure, but her pace is intense
>she seems to have no issues or qualms using you like a dirty rag, grinding her hips into you while panting or licking your face, each thrust accompanied by a statement of "I love you", or "together forever" or something like "anon is my dearest treasure"
>"Don't worry anon, I'll wipe away all memories of that slutty dragon who dared to lay claim upon you. Then we'll be happy forever..."
>she eyes you, trying to figure out when you're going to finish and when you approach
>she increases her speed, begging you "Give me daughters, anon, daughters! Let's start a grand family together!"
>it's too much
>the speed and her attentions push you over the edge and you spurt inside of her
>she pulls off of you when you lie there, panting and spent while she falls to your side
>she curls up next to you, cradling your head in her claws
>"Oh, anon... Never leave me."
>Her eyes harden.
>"I won't let you."