Yeah Dagon is back! It's the occasion to try something I've never written (well at least never published, right G4COD?) [G4COD suppresses a shudder]: something a little smutty So… NSFW; I'll put *** before and after the smutty part so those of you who don't like it aren't forced to read it. If I manage well and you guys like it, maybe I'll put more of it in later. But don't worry; this story will remain kind of violent and twisted!
Also, tenth chapter! Isn't that awesome, I made it this far and so did you, thank you guys for sticking with me this long and thank G4Cod for working on this with me, I would never have come this far without your help pal!
Dagon POV
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There were many differences between mammals and reptiles. First of course would've been the fur; Dagon loved the feeling of mammal's fur between his claws, he loved the way their fur brushed against his scales when they ruted and he loved to hold on to it while taking them from the back.
Then there were their sexual habits, females reptiles were keen to bite and scratch during sexual intercourses and males had to subdue them using force… It helped that the males were almost twice as big as the females but that never prevented a few nasty bites. Even if he liked to play it rough - he was a male after all - it was a good thing that he didn't need to almost maul a female to have his way with her from time to time... not that he ever had to fight to get his way with any female, he had some… advantages when he was still in Reptilia…
The thought of his homeland made him frown but he hastily pushed away such thought, focusing on the white vixen resting on top of him. She had asked for quite the attention before he could fit in her. But after a taste of foreplay? Oh gods how much he had loved the way her flesh had wrapped against his length, the scream she had made when he had made her bend or the way she had moved when, tired after the fourth time, he had let her do the job.
He focussed on the heat her body was giving him... another great thing about mammals was their hot blooded nature. Since reptiles were cold blooded, they were particularly slow in the morning and most of them were inactive during the night. Even if his species was different and superior to any other kind of reptile, he still had some reminiscence of their common weaknesses. He had always enjoyed waking up with a hot fluffy pillow near him after a tough night… or day for all it mattered to him. He felt a hungry smile creep its way to his face when he remembered their 'little' time together.
This vixen, whatever-was-her-name, had finished her shift earlier and led him to her room. She had started to slowly get rid of his clothes, making sure to check each part of his body, rubbing her padded paws - one more great thing about mammals and, more precisely, predators - on his muscles, studying him. He let her, enjoying the effect his build had on her, occasionally tasting the air with his forked tongue. When she had satisfied her curiosity - and completely undressed him - she had him lie face down on the bed, sat on his back and had started to massage him for a while. 'I must remember to thank the madrone for telling her about my tastes,' he had thought at that moment.
After a short time, he had felt her massaging lower and lower until she had reached his tail and stopped. Nick had alway told him that touching a fox's tail was something quite intimate and he guessed the vixen was wondering if he would allow her to massage his.
To cut it short, he had simply used his tail to force her to get down, she had gently abided and sat next to him, waiting for his command. He had caught the taste of fear in the air when she had looked at his growing shaft and had decided to suppress it as quick as he could; if he had wanted to enjoy her, he couldn't have her all tensed up or he would've been unable to get in her.
He had leaned down, showed her how tender he could be; fighting his own nature that pushed him to bite her, claw her, make her bend; while he removed her clothes, revealing her body and running his fingers through her fur.
He had felt her tense up when he had closed his mouth to her chest but she was quick to relax after he started to uses his tongue, slimmer and longer than a mammal's but also more flexible, more prone to wrap around her… He had refused himself the use of his teeth, knowing that even a small bite, considering their razor's edge, would have pierced her skin. Instead he had focussed on his tongue, kissing her fur and occasionally sucking her nipples.
He could tell by his taste that this female hadn't 'worked' this night so he was quite pleased to know that he could go all out on her. His kissing had lead him between her thighs, where a much stronger taste had been waiting for him.
Surely the female in front of him hadn't experienced a reptile tongue before but the way she moaned had told him that she had liked every way he was using it, from licking her clitoris to sticking it deeply in her. Only when she had shivered did he stopped, denying her the orgasm he had spent twenty minutes building in her… after all he was the one that needed to be served.
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When he had stood, he had let her clitoris slide between the teeth of his lower jaw so she could feel them on her intimity, he had tasted her arousal skyrocket once more, almost to orgasm but once more, it wasn't enough… He could feel her burning longing, but he needed her more than ready so he knew she would have to experience even stronger arousal for him to fit in.
He had stood on his knee, in all his glory in front of her, his shaft in front of her head, waiting for her to return the favor. Which she had done, taking him with one paw she had gently rubbed it up and down. 'Bless the softness of a mammal's paw,' he had thought when she had started to work him a bit.
After a few strokes she had held his length with both paws and took a small taste of the tip. He had put his right paw on her head to encourage her, their eyes had meet for the first time and she had locked her blue ones with his as she had opened her mouth to take him inside.
She made sure not to touch him until she had reached as far as she could take him - he felt her hot breath on his shaft and had to resist forcing his way down her throat - then she had closed her mouth on him, wrapping him with her hot, soft and wet tongue. On this matter, Canids were close to reptiles: they had a long tongue and the way their jaw was designed allowed them to reach further than most animals.
She had then pulled back, sucking him, and let go of him with a small kiss on the tip, the whole time she hadn't taken her eyes from his… And she didn't do it either when she leaned back on him, letting her lips and tongue caress his length.
When she had worked on him he had noticed she had started pleasuring herself when their eyes parted, probably still unsatisfied after he had denied her. He recalled it had amused him and filled him with pride, she was the one supposed to please him and yet he had been good enough to make her want him… But he wasn't kind enough to let her.
With his left paw he had reached for her right arm and pulled her hand on his shaft, while using his right one he had forced her to lean further onto his shaft. She had slightly whined when he had done it which had him even more aroused. He forced his way it her mouth, starting to move instead of just letting her do the job but when he was about to release himself she had managed to slip away, paying him back for what he had done to her earlier.
It was at this moment his instincts kicked back in. She had made a faint yet unconvincing attempt to run away when he had moved to catch her and forced her to lay on her back. Taking his shaft in his right paw he had used it to tease her entrance while his left one was pinning her down on the bed, pressing against her chest with almost all his weight on her, making it hard for her to breath.
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He had had a hard time trying to control himself, instead of shoving his length all the way in her, as he had tasted the mixture of her fear and arousal in the air. He had felt her rock her hips up to meet him, but each time her sex had started to suck his inside he had pulled back, pressing more on her, depriving her and denying her even more.
She had finally begged him to take her in a faint voice, deprived from air but full of need. It had been the first time she had spoke to him and was the sign he had waited for.
He had leaned on her, just the tip of his shaft to see if she could take him. The look on her face, a mix of pleasure, pain, longing and fear, had his arousal skyrocket. Feeling his control slip he shoved himself in her in one trust; he had slightly growled when he had noticed he couldn't fit entirely in her but quickly focussed back on her.
She had seemed in ecstasy, either way she never had a great experience with males or he had done the perfect job teasing and denying her so much. When he had pulled back, he had retrieved his paw from her, letting her take a full breath of air… before pushing himself back in her. She gave a loud moan, making it clear she had enjoyed the treatment; he kept going in and out of her for a short time before changing position.
Since he was far bigger than her, he had to bend down so he could reach her smaller figure… and he didn't like it. So he had pulled her while sitting down, his shaft still inside her and let her down on him. She had let out a startled cry at first but she had soon enjoyed the way he had held her, one paw beneath her ass and one on her back. Considering his strength he had no trouble moving her up and down, easily doing all the work, until she had begun to tighten around him. Her orgasm had triggered his when she had squeezed around his shaft and moaned an ultimate time. He had clenched all his muscles pulling her against his torso with, maybe, a bit too much strength out of reflex - his species' females tended to be a little dangerous at this moment of the relation - but she had not complained judging by the heavy pants and satisfied sigh she gave.
He could have let her rest, maybe leave… but reptiles had evolved to have crazier sex, easily able to handle three times in a row without rest. He didn't know how to explain it, but it had something to do with the fact that sex had always been more or less frustrating for reptiles… It was an action meant purely for reproduction, once the female was 'pregnant' they didn't have sex until the next year. Now, however, they tended to seek this pleasure they had deprived themselves from during their most primal ages. And after just one time, as pleasant as it had been, he had needed more.
It was only after four more times, after she had finished riding him and collapsing on him, that he had felt satisfied and rested a bit.
Right now, after resting for an hour, taking heat from the small furred body on him, he felt that he was ready for round six. His tongue darted out of his mouth, tasting the air around them, he felt aroused again and clapped his jaw shut in an hungry way - like any good reptilian male would do to say he was ready for some intimacy- only for him to pierce the small membrane that was on top of his regrowing teeth.
The coppery taste of blood dripping in his mouth sent all of his senses skyrocketing. He tossed the vixen away and stood away from her. The taste for blood was a curse he had been forced to inflict on himself and tended to make him have unreasonable tastes…
The vixen looked at him, a bit hurt from the treatment he had inflicted her, but of course she didn't knew that he had done that to prevent himself from mauling her.
Now any thought of intercourse had vanished from his brain, instead he needed to get some fresh air, the taste of sex and blood having a bad effect on his mood. He put his clothes back and looked at his phone to check the time… and found a message from Nick.
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He put the phone near his 'ear' and played the record: "Shit!" Nick yelled, which was a bad sign, Nick rarely cursed... "Listen; got into trouble at Baika's casino, I could really use some Dagonus ex machina here! Come find me at –" he cut himself off with a loud yelp, and Dagon could hear the phone fall. What had followed had been an incomprehensible mess in which he was sure he had heard the bunny scream in pain and Nick growl.
He dashed out of the room, leaving the vixen he had spent some time with alone, not even giving her a look. He came across the red vixen that owned the place, she was talking with an almost undressed Hyena. He grabbed her by the arm and locked eyes with her. "Baika!" he snarled. "Does it ring any bells?"
She looked at him with a mix shock and pure fear. "Y-You-You're… B-Blood?!" she asked, probably afraid for one of her girls life.
"Never mind that," he growled. "Baika!" he gave her a few shakes.
"She runs a racket a few streets away from here," said the hyena next to them, "but I don't think she's open during the day…"
He let go of the vixen and turned to the hyena… which seemed to regret dragging his attention to her… "Where?"
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He found himself running through the streets as fast as he could. The hyena had been quite precise, despite her obvious fear, and he hoped she hadn't told him some lies or he would be too late. Hell! If he wasn't already…
Running through the streets he bumped into many bypassers, he swore he could have heard one threaten him with death but he ignored them, he had a more urgent matter. Then he caught the glimpse of a red furred mammal running into a small alley, followed by a bunny and soon enough several hyenas and wolves.
He rushed after them, not even noticing that at this point, he had his duster coat open and his hood down, revealing his species to whoever passed by. He stopped when the alley splitted, not seeing any fox or rabbit nor wolf or hyena, and he tasted the air a few times and followed the trace. At the corner of the alley he saw Nick and the bunny surrounded by wolves and hyenas.
Adrenaline was still high in his veins but he forced himself to calm down. Yes, he would beat them down. Yes, he would kill them. Yes he would send their morsels to their boss! But right now he needed to be perfectly placed to do so.
"Need some help, boss?" he asked as he casually walked towards them.
"May I know what took you so long?" asked Nick in an angry tone.
"I think the real question is who…" He replied with a grin of his own.
"GREAT!" the fox shouted. "Now can we head home? I really need a shower." He asked as if they weren't surrounded anymore.
"Yeah," he replied as his tongue darted out of his mouth… and made its way back inside as he frowned. "You're right, you taste like garbage, boss," he replied as his tongue darted out of his mouth again.
He turned and walked toward the three predators he had passed earlier as if they didn't exist… He didn't want to frighten them so he walked casually. When he was at arm's reach from them, he saw the hyena on his left shiver and move in an attempt to make way… but Dagon didn't want him to move away, he wanted him to stand where he was… to kill him.
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The alley was rather narrow, his opponent could not escape easily neither would they be able to take advantage of their numbers, or avoid his hits… He could go all out, without fear of killing somemammal… because that was precisely the goal.
He extended his left paw, his fist connected with the hyena's temple, while at the same time he grabbed the wolf that was at his right with his other paw and pulled him against his right knee, he felt his whole snout, jaw and then face break under the strength he had used. He let go of the wolf and turned while putting his foot back on the ground. Using the energy he had accumulated, he slammed his tail against the hyena's face - one is never too sure - throwing him at the brown wolf behind him. He felt his foe's head twist more than it should have and felt proud about it… He didn't care about the brown wolf, by the time he'd have taken care of the two hyenas behind him, he would be ready to face him.
He turned and his eyes locked with Nick's for a quarter of second before Nick pushed the bunny down along with himself as he jumped forward. He caught the two hyenas that had been standing behind Nick - the one on his left by the neck, the other one by the jaw - and forced them to fall back, using his strength and his weight to make them land as hard as he could.
The hyena he had on his left hit the ground badly while the other had managed to grab his paw in an attempt to pull it away. He didn't give him the time to do so, he lifted him immediately, releasing the other one, still groggy from the hit, and cracked his head against the wall. The jaw probably dislocated and he felt the mammal's grip on his arm lesser, the hyena must've fainted from the pain. In the same time, he crushed the laying hyena's throat with his heel. He felt flesh and cartilage break under his foot.
As he tossed the unconscious hyena aside to face his last opponent, he saw him running away like a coward. Still in a bloodlust and wanting none to be left alive he slowly reached inside his duster coat...
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Judy POV
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Judy didn't know what to feel anymore. On one paw, Dagon's presence would likely give them the advantage in this fight - the lizard was far bigger than the tallest wolf after all. But on the other one, if he knew what she had done to Nick, she would be more likely to feel his wrath than those mobsters…
He obeys the fox, if you are good to the fox then he will tell him to be good to you too! screamed her instincts.
'But I did horribles things to him!' she replied to her inner voice, her throat constricting in fear.
Then pray he doesn't hold a grudge against you...
He closed the distance between them, passing through the brown shattered-face-having wolf, the hyena and another grey and white wolf facing Nick to stand before them. No one had dared to move, the sight of the giant lizard making everyone freeze in fear.
"May I know what took you so long?" asked Nick in an angry tone.
"I think the real question is who…" He replied with a grin of his own.
"GREAT!" the fox shouted, "Now can we head home? I really need a shower." he asked as if they weren't surrounded anymore.
"Yeah, you're right. You taste like garbage, boss." The lizard joked… Or not totally, foxes were known to have strong body odor but she had to admit he smelled rather strong.
She saw him turn around and walk away just as if nothing happened, but when he got close to the three predators all hell broke loose.
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The hyena standing on his left shivered when he was at arm's reach and tried to hold his knife in front of the lizard… Who sent him flying with a backhanded swing with his left fist, in the same time he grabbed the grey and white wolf by the head and forced him to bend. His right knee meet the mammal's snout at full force, sending an echo of bone crushing through the alley.
Putting his foot back on the ground he turned on himself, using his tail to hit the hyena's face before he could land back. The force of the impact sent him flying and he landed on the brown shattered-face wolf… And that was the last thing she saw of the fight, because while doing so, the lizard had turned toward them and jumped. Nick forced her down and the flying monster went over them. She heard a few nasty noises, one she recognized as body hitting the ground… then the wall…
She saw the brown wolf stand, frozen for a second, and then run away. He had made it a few steps when she heard a loud "BANG" from behind her… Then everything went silent. She saw everything in slow motion: blood gushing from the wolf's back, then front, the way his foot tried to carry him despite the impact, the way he fell slowly and landed face down, the blood falling as slowly like rain…
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She did not hear or fell Nick stand, nor did she hear him talk to her, he tried to force her to look at him but her gaze was always drawn to the lifeless body of the wolf. She felt him slap her, maybe in an attempt to draw her attention back to him but she couldn't focus. 'This is what awaits me, a brutal death in the middle of a dark, disgusting alley,' she thought… Until she heard another "BANG".
All her senses shot awake, as she she had woken up late to go to school, now fully alert she looked at the source of the noise and saw the lizard, reloading a unusually, and likely illegally, short, sawn-off shotgun.
"What are you doing?!" she shouted in a mix of fear and disgust. She had totally forgotten that he could kill her at any moment if he wanted to… with or without the weapon…
"Taking care of the witness and showing pity," he answered.
"Pity?" she repeated. "How?!"
"Calm down, Carrots," said Nick pulling her up.
"I am perfectly calm," she shot back at him… Only to earn another slap. She slowly pulled her paw to her cheek, freezing from the shock… Indeed she hadn't been calm and that had made her cool down.
"Look at them," he replied as if nothing had happened. So she forced to do as ordered and noticed how badly injured they were: The grey and white wolf's face was nothing more that a bloody mess of flesh and bone and the Hyena lying next to him had his neck twisted in a unnatural way. When she turned, she saw the bloody corpse of one hyena, probably the one the lizard had shot, the other one could have looked perfectly fine if it wasn't for the way he was suffocating, with both paw on his throat. They were all already at death's door.
Unable to stand the carnage next to her, she took a few steps and threw up in a nearby trash bin, with Nick patting her back and holding her ears. None of them reacted when they heard another bang, then a second and, after a short time, a third, meaning the lizard had finished his business.
She felt tears building up, the day had been a rollercoaster of emotion for her and this was the biggest spinning loop she had ever had to face in her whole life...
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"Hey, hey, Carrots?" Nick spoke softly.
"Look at me okay?" he forced her to lock eyes with him and took out a handkerchief that he used to wipe her face. "Let's make a deal, alright?" he asked, his voice rather low. Seeing as she didn't reply, he continued. "I won't tell Dagon about your little stunt from earlier, but I want you to do something for me. Okay?"
'Please, anything to keep the monster away," she replied in her head. Of course she couldn't reply like this so instead she nodded.
"Don't tell him about my behavior, or the way I lost my cool. You think you can do that for me?" he asked, definitely waiting for her reply this time.
"Yes, sir, anything." She tried to smile a little but ultimately failed when a laugh echoed behind her…
She turned to see the lizard waving a cell phone, one she recognized as a Universe X7: "Nick, those guys had some good shit, just look at what I found. I alway wanted one of these!"
She didn't know if she should have been mad at him for robbing mammals he had just killed. Fear him because he was standing in a pool of blood - he had removed his duster coat to prevent it from getting dirty and was somehow not wearing his rangers… which wouldn't have bothered her since almost no one wore them if he hadn't been standing bare footed in the blood. Or throw up one more time in front of all the headless mammals - he had probably chosen to shot the heads to prevent damaging money or goods. She finally opted for option three and turned to throw up again.
"Well, take everything you can, Baika owns me a fair amount of cash after all, this will make up to me." Said Nick with a light laugh, as if it was nothing.
Judy couldn't believe her ears, was it the shock? Was she so disturbed by everything that had happened so far that she had misheard? Was Nick truly unphased by all this and even more; happy?
She looked at him hoping to see him give her his usual grin, anything that could mean he wasn't serious, but he made a point of not looking at her.
"So what happened anyway?" Asked the lizard.
Judy's ears shot up and she caught Nick's shirt in his back with her right paw. He finally turned to look at her. And resumed wiping her face. "Some disagreement regarding foxes…" he answered casually. Strangely he seemed a little on the edge...
"I'm a mammal of my word, Carrots," he said with a low but gentle smile so the reptile couldn't hear him. "Just be sure to hold on your part of the deal…" The second part was much less friendly...
"She sent five mammals after you for this?" the bigger predator pushed.
"I may have a little crude with my answer and may have ill speak about a certain part of their anatomy…" The fox replied.
"I would totally bed one to see if it's true." Said the lizard, looking in the wallet of one of the corpses. "Nice…" he added as he put it in his pocket.
"You would bed anything as long as it as a hole, dick or not!" Nick shot with a laugh.
"SHE has to be pretty, I have standards after all." the bigger male replied with his own laugh. "a bit more than six hundred zoollars plus their phones and weapons, not bad for a two minute fight." he added.
Judy saw him walk away from the blood flowing and wipe his feet on a trash bag. "Fuck me!" he shouted. "I forgot to get my money!"
"Can we go back?" asked the fox a little on the edge at the idea of losing money.
"Sure can," came his reply. "We're close and I have to thank that new girl for the morning she gave me. Oh and there's also this Hyena that told me where to find that racket where you had trouble… I also think I left my shoes at her place..."
"Wait, wait!" Nick snarled. "You don't mean the Vixen, do you?" Obviously he knew the place.
"Yes I do." Was the only thing Nick let him say before bursting.
"You mean to tell me that when I was running away for my hide you were rutting a prostitute?!" He yelled.
Surprised by the sudden outburst of anger Judy took a few steps back.
"You weren't supposed to leave for work without me," the other reminded him. "I'm your bodyguard, remember. Don't go anywhere without me." Seeing that he snarled at Nick the lizard seemed more keen to kill him than protect him…
"Like I could afford not to take a job! I still own Big a huge amount of money!" Nick shot back.
"Then let me kill him for you." The lizard answered… before looking right at her.
Suddenly, Nick seemed to remember she was here and shook his head and slightly laughed, his usual smirk back on his muzzle. "Nah, it's something I have to take care of myself."
Neither Dagon nor him spoke as they walked away from the looted corpses. "We're just leaving them there?" she asked, looking at the two predators with big eyes.
"You sure you want to clean the place, Carrots?" asked Nick, showing the whole mess with his paw. "Because I don't…"
"But the cops-" She started.
"-won't do anything." Nick finished her sentence. "Things like this happen all the time... " He turned toward the lizard. "Well Dagon doesn't kill five mammals a day but you get the picture." This earned him a laugh from his bodyguard - who had put back his hood and scarf and had closed his duster coat - and they walked away.
"So, which girl did you picked?" asked Nick with a playful tone.
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Nick POV
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Nick's nerves were on the edge of exploding when they made it to their skat. He was lucky he hadn't jump at anyone's throat by now. Turns out Dagon had been screwing a new girl he had protected during his work. Funny thing, Ruby, the owner of the place, had given them a 'bonus' for it, she had told him Dagon had been a good experience for the girl.
Sadly, this hadn't done anything for the numerous mammals that had saw the reptile running down the street. Reptiles were extremely rare, diplomatic relations between Mammalia and Reptilia were tense. A reptile running through Undertopia was a really bad thing, even more if some had seen him follow them in the alley and found Baika's dead 'boys'.
He had joked as much as possible to hide how mad he was. Hell, he wished he could have beat down Baika's 'boys' himself.
You know where to find what you need, why don't you leave them alone?
'Better be sure those two don't do something stupid when I'm not here…'
He walked to the apartment that they used as a TV/dining room followed by the two animals. "So," he started once Dagon had closed the door behind them, "I had hell of a night, haven't washed for the last twenty-four hours and need to do a few thing so that mammals 'forget' seeing a reptile running down the streets..." Dagon gave him a toothy smile, 'of course he doesn't care, what's done is done to him…' he thought to himself... Judy didn't dared to look at him, maybe she thought she was responsible for what happened?
She kinda is…
"So I'm going to let the two of you alone so you can make acquaintance." Suddenly, Judy looked at him her ears flat behind her head, her nose twitching and her eyes full of plea; it was obvious that she feared Dagon more that anything… But he needed to be alone. "Tomorrow we'll discuss on some rules for us to work together. Until then..." he stood between the two of them, "Dagon, meet Serendipity Jumps..." he saw the weird look she gave him, "you don't want to use your real name do you? I mean, in this kind of work it can be bad…" she gave a small nod of understanding. "So, Serendipity Jumps; our new co-worker. A beautiful bunny that, I'm sure of it, will do everything she can to help us…" He looked at her and was pleased to see she had got the message… "And Serendipity, meet Dagon - just Dagon - a deadly Komodo Dragon that, I'm sure of it, will be more than pleased to work with you."
He stood between them for a moment, waiting… and since none of them acted he threw his foot at Dagon's leg - regretting the decision when his more fragile member hit the sturdy scales - but hopefully, making him understand what he wanted.
Dagon extended his paw and waited for Judy to shake it. "You're supposed to shake his paw cotton-tail…" She obliged, taking two of his finger in her own paw and shaking it slightly. "Good, now I'll leave you two alone and I expect that you won't tear each other face of when I'm not here okay kits?" Dagon growled at the joke but he ignored him, leaving the room and heading to the shower.
What he had wanted was to wash away all the tension he had accumulated during the day. Sadly, when he closed the door behind him, he fell down. He felt like throwing up, his heartbeat going faster, he started panting, and his whole fur stood up.
'Fuck this shit I can't take it anymore!' he screamed at himself. He tried to stand but ultimately failed, his legs seeming unable to hold him and his breath becoming unstable. He felt his claw dig into the rug he bit down on it to prevent himself from screaming, last thing he needed was Dagon breaking down the door to find him in this state…
After what felt like eternity - but was more likely five minutes - he managed to stand, he looked at himself in a glace, his gaze met the one of a savage fox, ready to maul anyone crossing his path… He quickly got out of the personal room and out of the squat too before having another attack…
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Zootopia wasn't the town "where anyone can be anything" - this stupid slogan was a bait to make mammals think they had a chance in this big city - however, Undertopia was… As long as you had money and knew the right mammals.
For some time, Nick had been one of the few to have both, until he fucked up. He had been put through hell and barely escaped with the company of a giant, scaled komodo. For a time, the two of them had started to build a small 'business' where they would be guns for hire, dealers, bodyguards or - mostly him - sell their body…
Nick wasn't particularly fond of what he had done but had done it because of one thing, a lingering need imposed to him, a curse he couldn't break from, something he hated and loved all the same…
Right now, Nick had some money and knew the right mammal… He was hard to find, but he who knew where to look would be greeted by the best product available on the market.
"Hey, Charlie…" Nick said to a Coyote leaning against a wall in a dark alley not so far from one of the stairs that led to the surface. The larger canine turned towards him, lowering his dark green hoodie from his head and his bloodshot eyes widened. The smell of cigarettes and hard liquor stung Nick's nose, the vices of a mammal who made a living from the vices of others. A patch of his fur was shaved near his shoulder, revealing a tattoo: a padded paw holding a fang...
"Rouge gorge!" replied the mammal with a smile and spreading his arm to hug him. "How have you been my friend. It's been a while, I'd thought you left me for someone else!"
"Do NOT call me like that!" Nick snarled and caught the bigger predator's shirt with both his paw, dragging him down to his face. Immediately, three other predators came out of nowhere, with guns in their paws.
"Easy guys, Nick here is just… en manque as Napoleon would say…" They all settled down, and returned to their hidden positions.
"So, Nick, I'm assuming you want your normal pick me up?" he showed a small flask containing a blue liquid.
"Here." Nick gave him the hundred bucks Dagon had made with his job, the reptile hadn't even see him take it. Charlie counted it, nodded with a satisfied smile and passed Nick the syringe.
"You know, Nick, you could always work for us if you want. You'd get your fix…" the coyote suggested with a smile, knowing perfectly the answer.
"No thanks, my days as 'Rouge gorge' are over, Napoleon himself let me go…" he replied.
"Well, King and you didn't give him the choice…" Charlie smirked.
Nick tapped the syringe, ensuring against any air bubbles that would spell the difference between his high and his death would be dislodged, and with the tip aiming skyward, he depressed the plunger. A droplet formed at the tip, balanced in perfect harmony, an almost glowing, neon blue speck in the dark alley.
He placed the needle against the right side of his throat, the tip following his unoccupied hand that quickly, and expertly, searched for his jugular. Once his target was found, he lined it up. Slowly, the needle bit him and he eased it in further, stopping before he penetrated the vein twice. His thumb pressed the plunger down, slowly. No matter how many times he'd performed the same actions, he never liked to rush this part. What was the point in getting high if you're not going to enjoy it after all.
Flames burned his veins as the drug traveled into him. He could trace its journey with his finger without fail, the sensation both painful and delightful as it carved a path down his neck and into his chest. Withdrawing the syringe, he broke the needle off, tossed both pieces in the nearby overflowing dumpster like a respectable user and turned around just as the euphoric and torturous fire reached his heart, where it blossomed on its journey throughout the rest of his body.
"King is dead." He said before leaving, feeling much better now. The cold he had felt was gone, his limbs weren't shaking anymore, his nerves at ease, his heartbeat still higher than normal but under control. He still needed to beat down somemammal but at least he didn't feel bad about it anymore…
He felt in power, able to take on the world, he felt stupid for earlier, for how weak he had felt. Now that he was back to who he was supposed to be, the male every mammal needed to fear, and step away from, he needed to assume his refound position on someone…
You still have that bunny back at the squat.
He was pleased to see mammals move away from his path as he walked back home. He licked his lips as a special kind of hunger made its way through him...
I… I don't know what to say! Before I even realised it I had written 3 pages describing Dagon's intercourse with the Artic Vixen… Weeeellll let's say that it was a test, to see if I could do it. I think I can, what do YOU guys think? Also WTF? Why did I used past perfect tense?! Too many 'had' for me!
Then huge thank to G4COD: I like to think I'm good at writing action buuuut drug? I seems I suck with it… So he wrote the part where Nick take his 'blue'. (those of you who don't have any ideas of what it could be need a good kick in the ass!)
Finally I said it, Dagon is a komodo dragon! So, how many of you knew it? Don't be shy, tell me!
So, is Dagon overpowered? No, you have to understand a few things about Komodo dragons:
They eat buffalo… Yeah you read me well, Dagon would feed on Bogo (cape buffalo/water buffalo, whatever a buffalo is a buffalo) if he could.
They can grow up to three meters (ten feet) for the biggest… We all know animal in zootopia are bigger than their primal form sooo can you imagine a komodo dragon? Or worse, a sea crocodile? Fearsome!
Komodo dragon's most dangerous weapon isn't the jaw (which is a bit weak compared to some other reptiles) even if they are known to be able to break bones using it. Their deadly weapon is their tail: they can stun a deer with a single swing of this deadly whip and that, without aiming. Imagine how dangerous it would be it they targeted the neck hum? Well I'll give you a hint: poor hyena.
Now you wait until the next chapter to learn more about him and his species and how I imagine they had evolved.
Oh and yeah, Nick is an addict, you were warned since the first chapter: M for drug remember?