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章節 338: Dragons [#5]

'He is one freaky man.'

Walking away with his waist hurting and sore, Alrik winced at each and every step.

Apparently, Dagur didn't exactly know what cane after the 'Match' and marriage phase of the whole thing, so when Alrik offered to teach him, he jumped right into the whole thing. Using one of his concoctions, he lubed his fingers and cleaned the guy before playing a little with his prostate, which he quickly found really interesting! So when it came (heh) to the real deal, he was rather aggressive... Alrik couldn't do anything but sing him praise as he rode him like a madman. It went even past the point of his waist hurting and the bed breaking.

Dagur didn't stop until he was satisfied, at which point the deep lust from the battle receded and Alrik came (heh) to the realization that now... Now he is married to another man. Who, by the way, is really aggressive in bed, fuck, Alrik was the one being dominated there - He was ordered to mot stop thrusting if he wanted to keep his cock, which was a threat in itself if it wasn't for the fact that Dagur was totally not going to cut his cock off because he declared his neverending love for it 3 hours after he started riding it. Alrik ended up crying a little bit because it felt good be hugged and held, once in his life, so at the last few hours he pushed down the eager little Berserker and took him slowly and softly, kisses against his neck and shoulders, beard and back, forehead and ears until he was a shivering mess of worldless pleas and cum.

Seriously, he even brought his sword to the bed for some reason.

"Where... do you think you're going? I'm not done yet... A warrior needs to keep going!" Hearing the tiredness in that hoarse voice as he went to get up from the soft ground (courtesy of pelts and wool that he found in the ships!) as a hand also reached out to hold his- It was so soft like this. "C'mon. Let's get some food, then we can think of continuing." Dragon Instincts tell him to keep his 'mate' in their 'nest' so he can 'lay' their 'egs' so their 'young' can be born... That and also providing food for him, which was a weird sensation to just want to go to the sea and bring as many fishes as he could. "Hmn..." Groaning, Dagur rolled to get up, his legs wobbled as he went to get up, so Alrik just took him in his arms, not ashamed of their nakedness, before bringing him down.

Alrik's home were three ships haphazardly stacked on top of each other, but thanks to his abilities, he was able to stabilize their stacked forms, making a better home. It looked now like a thick and weird tower that went about 3 stories high thanks to the dragon's help on the building effort. "Let's go." He carried the sleepy and stubborn Dagur downstairs until they got to the kitchen. They passed by many dragons too, mainly little ones like Terrible Terrors, many Night Terrors, and even a few babies that managed to enter his home because they felt safe around him. Their parents always came to take them back to their nests, too, after they got food for themselves and their babies. There were now two Deadly Nadders, a single baby Gronkle, and a single baby Typhoomerang.

This one was a very lonely boy since his mother was dead when he found him in the neighboring islands, and he didn't have any brothers or sisters, sadly enough. He clung to Alrik like a kitten or a duckling that had imprinted on him, so it was a little tough to keep him outside while he was absolutely being wrecked by Dagur. Let's be honests here, because even though he was the one who topped, Dagur fucked him in more ways than the traditional one! 'It's still raw...' His cock was raw and hurting, and fuck... It felt so good, but it hurt a little, and that made everything better. 'How the fuck did he even get to go for hours after that fight?' They fucked right after their fight, they had all their injuries still, but they kept going and only after Dagur fell asleep after was that Alrik managed to get away to get his herbs and potions to accelerate their healing. "I'll make you some things... I don't have bread, but I have fish, eggs, fruits, juice, and spices... I can do something with this." And while Dagur was grumbling about something, his whole body resting on Alrik's back (which was completely scratched and bruised) as he worked, he did a simple and light dish with fish, a light soup for his stomach so it wouldn't get upset... After all, he didn't want his new husband hurt.

[☆•°○•°○°☆]

[Status

Name: Dagur Oystæindottir

Age: 23

Sex: Male

Race: Human (Berserker)

Lvl: 48

[<SP>]: 1,500/1,500 - 5× End

[<MP>]: 250/250 - 5× Int

Titles: [Deranged], [True Berserker]

Class: N/A

~Stats~

Unassigned Stat Points: 0

Strength: 300

Endurance: 300

Dexterity: 300

Agility: 300

Vitality: 150

~-~

Resistance: ???

Intelligence: 50

Wisdom: 50

Willpower: ???

Charisma: 50

Perception: 100

~Skills~

[Active]:

N/A

[Passive]:

<Berserker Fighting Lvl Max>, <Artistic Skills lvl 4>, <Survival Skill Lvl 6>, <Leader Lvl 8>, <Hunting Lvl 3>, <Pain Resistance Lvl Max>, <Physical Damage Resistance Lvl Max>

[Unique]:

<Deranged Mind Lvl Max>

[☆•°○•°○°☆]

'Huh, he's strong.' He had to hide his grin as he set the table, ushing the small dragons to take their own food (He was swarming with the Night Terrors all wanting food, so he gave each of them a fruit and told them to go hunt if they wanted to eat, because he was going to feed his Mate now.) and leave as he prepared the chair to be as comfortable as it could. "There we go..." He sat the boneless man down on his lap as carefully as he could, placing the wooly blanket on top of his waist to keep discomfort to the minimum. "I'm okay -" The stubborn man tried to refuse his help, but Alrik just grabbed his arm and stopped him from trying to get out of his lap, forcefully holding him there. "Let me feed you... We're together now."

It might seem quick, but that's how it's done here! Do you like that someone? Does that someone like you back? Then get together! Easy and simple.

"Trolls, my back is killing me... Heh, at least I'm not the only one dying, right?" Dagur's hand came and tugged on Alrik's cock that throbbed in both pain and interest, it was fucking raw as shit and they were naked, so yeah, it was too easy to be teased.

Ah... This is going to get worse, isn't it?

-Scene Cut-

"And so you're abandoning your dragon hunting ways?" Alrik questioned dubiously - Damn, is his cock so good it makes people have whole character archs in one night? "Yup." Dagur just grinned until he saw something move in the corner of his eyes and reacted by attacking it- His arm was immediately caught by Alrik's hand, stopping him from attacking a baby Deadly Nadder that was flying towards Alrik. "Huh, reedemed, right?" His fingers traced the muscles of his arm, each scar and each hair... It was something that made him a warrior, a strong warrior. "Let me teach you." He held the baby Deadly Nadder in his hands and gave it to the reformed dragon hunter- Pending, since, y'know, years of hunting dragons don't go away in a single dicking session! You need more of them dicking sessions to become reedemed.

"Starting by the very beginning... Getting used to dragons." That's it. That's the first lesson he had Dagur learn, and that was by letting him get close to them without the need to fight them, which would take a while for him to get used to! "We can also do that thing you asked me... To show you all I know so I can teach you and then you'll teach me everything you know? Here. I think I can teach you this first." Raising his hand, Alrik slowly and repeatedly scratched the neck of the Nadder until the little one passed out. It had been barely three seconds before the Nadder was boneless. "See? Easy."

I wasn't easy for Dagur.

I mean, he did try, which was awesome to watch as he failed continuously, but it was also adorable. They ended up talking, talking about who they were and what they wanted.

"Well, I'm Alrik Oystæindottir... I am a protector for these creatures. They're compassionate, loving, and caring. They deserve to be respected and treated as such, which is why I protect them from Dragon Hunters." He laid back, Kamalu was lying on his stomach, lazily sleeping like a cat a few feet away from them. "I plan on making a sanctuary, a place where all dragons can live... I mean, I am working on it already, as you saw." His fingers slowly twisted the hair of Dagur's head as he was giving him nice viking braids. He also let this soft melody from [Howl's Moving Castle - Merry Go Round of Life] play out loud at a slow pace since he could control the speed of the music, it was only a background noise.

"Huh, that's great, I think?" The smaller but more ferocious Berserker grinned upwards as his head rested on the lap of the calmer Berserker that was Alrik: "Name's Dagur, leader of the Berserkers... I want to get my tribe back, I want to become stronger, I want to find my sister, and I want to have my revenge on Hiccup." With each goal, he raised a finger of his hand, and soon he had four fingers raised: "That's about it."

"What did this... Hiccup do?"

"Oh, he humiliated me and shit like that, plus he has a Night Fury, so now I gotta kill his dragon!" Dagur was met with the frowning face of the man above him that looked at him with raised eyebrows: "I mean, the whole Hooligan Tribe betrayed the pact we had with them, so the Berserkers had the right to attack them... plus, it's fun." Rolling his eyes, Alrik held Dagur's head between his hands and looked into his eyes as he said: "Give up your revenge... Focus on more on finding your sister, I'll help you and stuff, okay? Revenge for the sake of being petty isn't fun."

"B-but... Night Fury!"

"I'll get you a Skrill."

"Holy Loki, deal."


章節 339: Dragons [#6]

Life with a man who has only learned to fight and survive his whole life is... interesting.

You see, Dagur is known as The Deranged for a reason, and that reason is his peculiar behavior. Sometimes he is aggressive, sometimes he is caring, sometimes he is cold, and sometimes he is needy. Alrik has learned that Dagur is very broad in his emotional spectrum, but that's okay because he isn't aggressive in the ways of violence around him - More like he wants to ride him again with the same ferocity of the first time.

It's been a month ever since he got together with Dagur, and their lives are simple ones: Fly around, fish, build, fuck, listen to music, hunt for the hunters, save dragons, and come back home to fuck some more!

Like right now.

"You're doin' so good, Gods, don't stop now, baby -" Dagur was grinning at him, his eyes cloudy with lust as his hips raised before falling at full force down on Alrik's big cock, they have been here for about 2 hours now, and Dagur doesn't show even a sign of being satisfied even after many times he cummed on Alrik's cock. "Oh Gods -" This time, Alrik saw red for a split second as Dagur lost the strength of his body for a split second, so he immediately took advantage of that to flip them so he was now thrusting it inside.

[Your soul resonates!]

[Alpha Lvl 5 > Alpha Lvl 6!]

[Alpha Lvl 6:

<Dragon Commanding (Lvl 6)>

<Dragon Empathy (Lvl 6)>

<Draconic Growth (Lvl 6)>

<Dragon Overgrowth (Lvl 6)>

<Draconic Instincts (Lvl 6)>

<Draconic Transformation (Lvl 6)>]

His body changed, and as he thrusted deeper and deeper inside his addicted lover, he felt something coming- It was slightly painful, but he ignored it as he kept fucking the man beneath him, his legs were now wrapped around his waist. "I'm gonna make sure you can't walk for the next week!" His voice did have a small snarling growl behind it as he fucked harder and harder, each time making sure his cock was pressing against his beloved's prostate to make him see stars! "shit." He whispered when he understood now what the pain was about. As he looked down, he saw another identical penis to the one he already had.

Same size, same girth, same marks.

'Oh, because reptiles have two cocks...' I mean, he certainly isn't complaining about this, and by the look of awe Dagur now had, neither was he. "Ph baby, see what you do to me?" While thrusting one of his cocks in, his hand (Since when did he have claws?) was now holding his second cock, moving up and down to give it a little friction. "You made me lose control..." His teeth elongated a little as he felt them touch his tongue. He grinned sharply as he kept thrusting, faster, faster, until his waist was but a blur as he thrusted. "Fuck, fuck -" Soon all noise he made was smarling growls of pleasure and animalistic glee, at one moment his second cock was pushed by Dagur's hand to his hole, which took him with great effort. The pain of having two cocks fuck him faded away as he felt full, so full, so full with his Match-

Their lives were full, and although Dagur is foreign to such emotions, he now understood what his aunt said about love. It feels like a dragon has clawed your intestines out, and you're bleeding out, but in the best of ways because you're alive and fighting the dragon. Love is thrilling. Love is dangerous. Love is a fight for the other person's internal organs!

Love is so warm on his insides... Oh, and the cum is too.

-Scene Cut-

After that, Alrik decided to keep his promise. He started to expand the island, thanks to his [Island Magic] skill he was able to increase the size of the island permanently through great effort, every single day since he got the skill, he was adding meters of mass to the island! But today? Today, he was getting Dagur a Skrill, like he promised.

"Yes!" The overly excited Berserker screamed as he threw his arms to the air, a large grin on his face. He threw himself on Alrik's arms, who caught him easily, before saying: "Let's go! If we don't get it, I'm crushing your skull." Knowing that Dagur was being playful, Alrik chuckled as he turned and easily put Dagur on his shoulders, carrying him: "Only if it's between your thighs, my love." He responded flirty, his pupils becoming slits as he grinned widely: "Also, we're going to look for another dragon species... I want to make a peaceful place where dragons can live, so I need to have guards to keep the place safe from huge conflict, internal or otherwise." Alrik clearly remembers Drago Bludvist, the tyrannical son of a bitch that abused a bunch of dragons. 'I do need to save all Bewilderbeasts, in case there's more of them out there.' But his objective now was to get a Tidal Class dragon, a specific one at that.

"We'll find your Skrill, and I'll find me a Submaripper." Hailing from the Tidal Class, the Submaripper has sent many a Viking to a watery grave with its ability to create inescapable whirlpools. This dragon is bulky, brawny, and brutal. It can decimate opponents by drawing them near and attacking with one of its mighty limbs or its Viking-size teeth! Talking about it, the Submaripper has the ability to create a whirlpool by sucking the nearby water into its mouth. It is powerful enough to suck down large ships or dragons that are around the size of Scauldrons and powerful enough to pull dragons that are above the water. They can even reverse said suction and spill out the water they absorbed into their body outwards, shooting debris of ships, bones of digested dragons, and much more.

The method of finding them is to search for bubbles on the surface of the water!

Or, you know, have magic that can be used to feel the water and search for miles and miles away with a single touch of one's finger. "Kamalu, let's go, baby!" Kamalu was his main way of transportation because the dragon not only was clingy (if he left, Kamalu wiuld follow) but he was also fast for a dragon his size, and he also has a lot of endurance too, being able to fly four more than 24 hours without stopping. "Let's go!" His baby (Dagur this time, not Kamalu) jumped high onto Kamalu alongside him, climbing quickly behind him.

Flying was an amazing experience, Dagur tangled upside-down from the dragon's horn while Alrik sat upon Kamalu's head, the dragon himself flying with this open mouth grin, tongue hanging out.

[-Glory take us to Odin's halls]

[Golden glimmer and the sound of singing]

[Asgard's Call!]

[Oh-ho-Oh]

[The echoes of eternity]

[Oh-ho-Oh!]

[Vahalla's Calling Me!]

"That's a good song." Seeing as how Alrik could control if the songs his system plays are automatically translated for all to understand the lyrics regardless of language, Dagur understood what the song was about. "I mean, I've heard songs about warriors going to Valhalla, but this is the first one I've heard that is so... chique?" Letting himself fall, Dagur was caught easily by Alrik's strong arms as he chuckled and pulled him closer until Dagur's back was touching his chest: "I'd call it a good song than most you've heard before, right?" Dagur just inclined his head until he was looking at the clear blue sky, the wind rushing by his wild, unkept hair (even though Alrik has made sure to wash it every time they took a bath together, Dagur's hair always looked like a hurricane passed by!) moving alongside it as he chuckled - Dagur has started to be more... settled.

'All he needed was cock, huh?' Smirking to himself, Alrik just hugged him tighter, feeling this fuzzy feeling on his heart. "Well, let's just keep going- Our destination is getting closer."

They've set sail to the nearest island with a storm since Skrill are electric dragons that love storms! "So..." Alrik rested his head on Dagur's head: "You have a sister?"

"Yeah, Heater... I've been trying to find her again, she ran away, y'know." He paused for a moment: "Also, Hiccup's kinda my young brother? I mean, I'd consider him my younger brother, which is partially the reason I've tried to kill him and his friends multiple times... That was fun." Alrik just hummed along, thinking for a second about his knowledge from the series. However, when he was about to speak, he felt it. "Oh, found one!" A storm, a few miles away! It'd take them about 33 to 35 minutes to get there it they go at full speed. "At all speed Kamalu, I'll give you a boost!" All the wind around them started to pick up, moving to aid Kamalu's wings as he flapped them hard. Each movement of his wings caused the air to ripple by the sheer strength of this massive beast!

Skrill, here they come!

-Scene Cut-

So, as it turns out, they found Skrills!

The only problem was that there was only a single egg there. The mother? Well, she wasn't there! The egg was absorbing and attracting the electricity. The reason?

[Skrill Egg - Lvl 0

Status Condition: Weak, Dying.

Description: A poor egg that has been left here, believed by its parents to be empty and dead. The egg, however, is absorbing the storm to strengthen itself so it can survive. It can be saved if enough energy is absorbed.]

"Don't worry, baby, you'll have your Skrill." Alrik's eyes glowed pale blue as he channeled his magic, chanting: "Thor's Might." His voice echoed like the thunder, and in a flash, a pale blue lightning bolt hit the egg. Oh, don't worry, Skrill eggs are immune to lightning, so the egg was fine afterward. He did the same three times before the screen showed [Healthy, Stable] on the Status Condition section. "Now... Are you ready to take it home and hatch it?"

That night, he received a very enthusiastic and rough thank you. This time, it was him who got his ass destroyed, and I must say, Dagur was gentle. Gentle and caring, slow and sweet, but once he saw how Alrik got used to it, he went so hard Alrik could swear his spine was breaking.

But hey, it was so good.

Good enough he couldn't walk the next day.


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