Seto turned around to show off the new room he'd made and was disappointed to see the human was asleep.

Rude, Seto lowered his hands and felt a brief flare of annoyance which faded fast. They had a traumatic day today and he needed to closely monitor his human for signs of death.

He climbed into the bed and resigned himself to being on the human's sleep schedule. One time, he'd fallen asleep for days and when he woke up, he discovered his human had jumped.

So he needed to be awake when Kami was awake, possibly stay awake when Kami slept too….just to make sure the human wouldn't try to sneak past him while they were both sleeping.

And just to make absolutely sure…

He reached across the bed and wrapped his hand around the human's wrist, casting a tethering spell and an anti-snatch spell. There.

Then he rolled over with a huff and glared at the opposite wall.
Then he rolled back over to stare at his human's face, memorizing the sharp curve of his jaw and how a spray of messy bangs covered part of his cheek while he slept, marveling at how pretty he looked from the side.

Seto sighed and closed his eyes, rolling back over again to his other side, tucking his arm underneath his head. He'd take a short nap….

He felt the human shift in his sleep, and his tail was being squashed underneath a sharp hip, and he winced. Ow!

Seto rolled forward to inch his tail out from underneath the human and laid down again with an annoyed huff.

How did the other dragons deal with this shit?

The bed was too small for them both.

Bigger bed, Seto thought dryly, adding that to the mental list of things to do.

He felt warm arms come around his tail, and he froze, hearing the human huffing in his sleep, terrifying him for a second. What was wrong with it?!

Peeking over his shoulder, he was shocked to see the human was crying in his sleep while using his tail as a hug pillow, and Seto laid his head back down with a thump!

Great.

The signs were coming faster than usual. The humans would cry a lot and then die.

Am I incompetent? Seto palmed his face and half-considered waking the human up but decided against it. His tail was trapped and his body was heating up fast from the heavy contact.

Accepting this as his punishment, Seto closed his eyes and really tried to nap.

He'd wake up the moment he felt the human releasing his tail.

Yami woke up with a jolt and was confused for a moment when he saw sharp wings on the other side of the bed.

In his arms, he was hugging a lovely, warm pillow, so he laid his head back down and sighed, feeling the pillow move underneath his head, giving him a fright.

He tensed and pushed the covers off of it to see…that he'd been sleeping on the dragon's tail. O-Oops….

Slowly unraveling his arms from around the thick tail, he noticed the dragon twitching again and stared. It was…sleeping.

He could see slender shoulders rising and falling, half-covered by the large wing. A mess of brown hair was splayed out atop the pillow and arms that held a hint of muscle were tucked halfway under the sheets.

Oddly at ease with it, Yami shrugged and laid his head back down, enjoying the warmth from the dragon's tail. It was cold in the room, so any heat was appreciated.

He snuggled harder into it and began to relax. So his threats worked. The dragon was now spending more time with him.

Would it ever escalate to…?

That? Yami shivered as he easily recalled the vivid scenes from yesterday.

Two things stuck with him: the way the dead girl called him a loser, and the way the red-eyed black dragon was pleasing his human.

He wasn't a loser for wanting a tamer version of that with his own dragon, right?

Or was he a loser for staying with a dragon who clearly didn't care about him?
Bakura had amazing resources in his lair and wanted to take him in.

I'll make him care about me, Yami huffed and shoved the tail away to roll over, staring at the opposite wall, which wasn't a wall anymore.

It was an arched doorway leading into a hallway that had been decorated with a sitting bench, vases of flowers, and Yami could see that it led to a bathing area.

Wait. That looked luxurious!

Leaping out of bed with excitement, Yami dashed down the hall and was pleased to see the dragon had put down rugs and carpeting like Bakura. Possibly directly copied, but it didn't matter. This was a basic living necessity he'd been missing.

Jumping into the shower, Yami shivered with joy as the hot water crashed down over him and he sighed, barely able to believe his good fortune.

Seto could be reasoned with, and this shower…was…amazing!

Closing his eyes and letting the water run down his body, Yami sighed again and let out a relieved sigh. The pressure in his chest and shoulders lifted. The doom and cloud of anxiety that had been plaguing him washed away with the steaming water swirling by his feet.

Seto woke up groggily when he heard water running and laughter echoing from the bathroom, and he closed his eyes again, listening to the human talking to himself.

Mentally deranged? Yes.

But at least it was happy now.

He drifted off lightly and heard the human moving around, clinking glass bottles. Something was sprayed and a flowery scent tickled his nose.

It was primping.

Humans enjoyed that.

Yami was having a lot of fun using the luxury items he'd stolen. He was clean and fresh now, having set up his things in the bathroom, he chose to keep the liquids by the bed.

Climbing back into the sheet, Yami snuggled down beside the dragon's thick tail and enjoyed the warmth. Ahhh! Heavenly bliss! He was clean and warm…and the perfume smelled nice….

He turned to press his cheek into the dragon's tail and playfully looped his leg over it, hugging it tighter to see if the dragon would react. Nothing. It remained asleep.

Now wondering if dragons were deep sleepers, Yami pushed the sheets off the tail to look at it better, marveling at the lovely silvery color. Scales covered every inch and the tip tapered off nicely into a slender rounded point.

Slowly closing his fist over it, Yami gave it a tentative squeeze.

Then he was consumed with a wicked, terrible idea.

This was smaller than the dragon's…thing.

Dare I try it? Yami's excitement crashed over him briefly before cold fear took over.
What was wrong with him? Poking at himself back there with this?! Was he bored?

Well…
He did have several near-death experiences.

It had opened his eyes to wanting to explore pleasure in different ways before he met an untimely end.

Let's try it, Yami nodded and sat up to grab the lotion he'd just put away. He knew some things…like how it needed to be wet or slick before entering.

He slathered a dollop of lotion onto his palm and frowned, deciding to touch himself first before accidentally waking the dragon up to use his tail as a pleasure toy.

Leaning back onto the pillows to give himself a few encouraging squeezes with his dry hand, Yami found it was easy to grow erect and his heart skipped rapid beats when his legs burned with anticipation.

He slowly crept two fingers down to touch his hole, pressing around it before dashing lotion down there to give himself a tentative insert with one finger, then two…slowly stretching and exploring the odd feeling. He'd clench and the edge would tighten down on his knuckles. Breathing deeply to relax, Yami went back to rubbing himself, now almost wishing the dragon would wake up…to give him a smile or some eye contact.

The eyes of the dragon were slightly scary, but his face was handsome.

Squeezing his dick happily with his fist, Yami felt his worries melting away. This was the first time he was exploring himself with real privacy. He always shared a room with Yugi and only touched himself a few times out of curiosity.

Now that he had some time to relax and think about how to enjoy life a little more, the more the end of the dragon's tail was becoming enticing.

Turning over onto his side with a huff, Yami reached blindly behind him and guided the tapered tip between his ass cheeks, his hand shaking and trembling as he realized he was really going to do it. He was going to do it!

Holding his breath until his lungs felt like bursting, Yami slowly swirled the tail point around his rim and gently poked it in, feeling himself expand around it, and it went sliding in nicely.

W-Wow… It didn't take much else to continue shoving it up higher into him until the lovely thickness stretched him nicely, and he let out an incredulous gasp, his head spinning when he slowly filled himself with the hardness.

Wait, this felt really good!
….Now what?!

Gripping the base of the tail, Yami slowly edged it out a few centimeters and then shoved it back inside, his chest curling with a tight, interesting feeling. More of that? More of that, maybe faster….

But he didn't want to wake up the dragon…

Seto was already awake, breathing shallowly, clenching his fists under the sheets so hard, he almost drew blood.

The human was…playing with his tail, and that was fine, but then it got weird.

Something wet had been slathered onto the tip, and now a hot, suctioning pressure was wrapped around the end.

He didn't dare look, but he had a feeling he knew.

He could hear stiff gasping and soft huffing coming from behind him, and his ears rang tinny with disbelief. No.

The human was using his tail to pleasure himself!

Unmistakably so. Because the hot tightness would expand and engulf his tip with a frightening pressure, and his stomach curled with a pang of sudden lust, it caught him off guard.
That feeling would be amazing on his… No.
Then that would make him despicable, like the other dragons.

He prided himself on never touching his brides until they wanted it, and they had never wanted it–so he'd made that stupid rule to be kind to them in the first place!

No tribute ever touched him first like this.

Well this had to be a mistake. The human was just sad and curious.

He'd lay here and pretend to be asleep.

And ignore his boner.

Ignore…his…boner.

Seto exhaled and his stomach dipped with a strange happiness when the human curled around his entire tail and hugged it tight, rubbing himself on it up and down, clearly trying to thrust himself down on the tip but wanting to stay on his side.

Swallowing thinly, Seto dared to gently stiffen his tail just a bit and felt the human shudder and hang onto him harder, his breathing quickening and the bed shaking from how much the human was trembling with joy. So this was good, right?! Seto wished he could turn around to see.

Yami was lost in a wonderful hot haze as he twisted around to press his face into the pillow and locked his ankles around the warm tail, feeling it stiffen inside him, making it easier to him to thrust his ass down on it and receive a delicious curl of hot fire that made his vision turn white. This felt so good! His mind was blank and for once, all he wanted was to chase this stomach-wrenching, melty feeling.

Grinding his hole down harder onto the scaly length, Yami cracked his eyes open to see the dragon still turned around with wings covering half his face, his shoulders rising and falling, still asleep. Incredible.

Okay then, don't mind me, Yami rolled over onto his stomach with the lower half of the tail underneath him and shivered, using his heels to bring the tip into his hole by moving his legs, and felt the tail curling downwards, suddenly stabbing into an electric spot right beneath his navel, Yami saw stars, and gripped the sheets, orgasming in a rough heave, wishing it would keep moving inside him, but no, it merely stayed curled while his body shivered and spasmed with a floaty happiness he'd never felt before.

Wow, wow wow!
He wanted this feeling all the time now.
His throat was dry from gasping.

He drifted off sleepily, with the tail still inside him, and he decided he didn't care to take it out.

Maybe the dragon would wake up and see it.

Seto grit his teeth and felt the human go still behind him. He was drenched in cold sweat from head to toe, wondering if it was done. He'd tried moving his tail a little, and that had been a mistake because he felt the human clench so tightly around him, he swore it almost cut off circulation.

The heat was still trapped around his tip, and the human wasn't moving anymore. Instead, there was the sound of rhythmic breathing.

Shocked at himself but too horny to think about it further, Seto inched his hand down to touch himself and slowly explored the feeling of his own hand, his mind going numb when he realized he'd missed this feeling. How long had it been since he'd touched himself? Too long.

His breath hitched fast and he dared to move his tail a little, wondering if the human was awake and wanted to…?

But all he felt was the same, warm tightness wrapped around him, so he chased his own orgasm with rough jerks his hand, his fist rubbing along the ridges of his dick as he followed the trail of hot fire consuming him from head to toe, and he came in a thin heave, the semen spilling out over his knuckles, he instinctively rolled onto his stomach to catch the fluids, but that made his tail shift, and the human woke up with a start, it's legs clamping down around him to hold him there while they made sudden eye contact.

Yami blinked in shock and felt his ass thrum with an odd fire while the dragon was awake and staring at him, with a mess of fluids drenched across his toned stomach. It dripped down his hip and landed on the mattress, giving him a solid pang of fear.

Oh crap.
He didn't know he'd made such a huge mess over the dragon's body too?!

Sleepily backing himself off the dragon's tail, Yami mumbled an apology and stumbled out of bed, running into the shower room to put distance between them, his heart humming in his ears with anxiety.

The dragon looked angry and maybe this wasn't the best way to start a friendship.

Standing behind the curtain for safety, Yami leaned against the wall and palmed his chest, willing his heart to calm down. That had been dumb.
He wouldn't be so hasty next time.

Seto stayed motionless on the bed, his heart crushed when the human just ran away.
Wasn't that what he wanted? A sexual touch?

Maybe a kiss or something?

Sitting up slowly to vanish the fluids off the bed with magic, Seto listened to the human's heartbeats in the distance. They were racing, pounding beats of fear.

Expecting it to never happen again, Seto swung his long legs over the edge of the bed and decided to sit in the bath for some quiet meditation.

Author's note:

SMUT chapter smuttt chapterrrrr