Set immediately before The Dragon and His Prince. NSFW.

There were humans wandering up his mountain.

They were very loud in their ascent, with armor and horses and constant snapping back and forth about who had to do what. Jade was inclined to simply swoop around a bit to scare them away, until he noticed something strange when he got closer.

One of the humans had broken off from the rest of the group. He was messing with one of the rock walls by the narrow ravine, where the mountain path began to get steeper.

In his humanoid form, it was easy enough for Jade to approach without being seen. Humans were very bad at noticing what they weren’t interested in, and this human was much too intent on what he was doing to pay attention to his surroundings.

From this vantage point, Jade could also see the rest of the travel party as they wound their way along the path. At the front was a human with strawberry blond hair, younger than most of the others and astride a black mare who kept fidgeting. She wasn’t very well trained, it seemed. Most humans had better control of their horses than that.

The others were happy to stay well away from the human at the front, trailing by a good tail-length.

“We’ll never reach the caves at this rate,” the one at the front complained.

“We’re trying, Prince Larkin,” one of the other men said. There was sweat running down his forehead, which was strange. It was reasonably warm outside, certainly, and he was covered in armor, but it just seemed excessive.

Even in his human form, Jade could see the way the man’s eyes flicked toward the human who was fiddling with the rock wall.

Interesting. What was the man up to?

“You should go ahead, Your Highness,” one of the other men suggested.

“Shouldn’t a scout go in front of us?” the one they’d called Prince Larkin asked, sounding offended.

A few of the men exchanged looks.

Huh. More than one of them looked nervous now, like they were children doing something very naughty and were afraid of being caught.

“You’re our leader,” the especially sweaty man said, dabbing at his brow. “Your brother said you’d defend us if it came down to it.”

Larkin sighed. “Very well, then.” He urged his mare forward, and she took a few cantering steps. That was clearly not what Larkin had in mind, because he made a disgruntled noise and worked to bring the mare to a stop.

The mare’s disobedience had brought Larkin far enough along the path that he was past where the lone human was hiding. As if that was his cue, the human on the rockwall did something that set off a flash of magic.

The earth rumbled, and the entire rockwall shook, cracking and releasing stone. The humans below started yelling, all of them scrambling to get out of the way of the sudden rockfall.

At least one of them ended up crushed underneath rock, the scent of his blood rising up in the air.

Jade flicked his tongue out to take in more smells, and noted a strange, sweet undertone he hadn’t paid attention to before. It was amplified now, but with all the humans around, it was hard to pinpoint where the smell was coming from.

The human who’d caused the rockfall scrambled down onto the side with the majority of his compatriots. It was only the leader who ended up on the other side, alone, with the mare stomping angrily and attempting to run farther than she had.

“P-Prince Larkin!” the sweaty human shouted. “Are… Are you all right?”

Larkin was too focused on getting the mare under control to respond for a moment, and he spun her around to gawk at the enormous rockslide between himself and his entourage. “I… I’m uninjured.”

Jade wanted to get closer, but he didn’t want to risk being seen — especially now, when things were just starting to get interesting. His tongue flicked out again, and he realized the sweet smell was coming from the lone blond at the head of the others.

Larkin shouted, “I see no way back! You’ll need to clear the rocks so you can get through, Armand!”

The men murmured amongst themselves, with little snippets reaching Jade’s sensitive ears: “need to help…” and “he’ll be fine” and a few disturbing, dark references to simply leaving their prince there and going back home without worrying about the rockslide, because really, “we’re guards, not quarry workers.”

The sweaty one, who must’ve been Armand, coughed loudly. “We can attempt it, but we don’t have the tools to do it quickly, Your Highness. You might want to continue without us while we work on the rockslide.”

Larkin paused for a moment, then called back, “I would prefer to have an honor guard!”

“You can take the creature on your own, Your Highness!” Armand shouted. “Your men have faith in you, that your training and bravery can carry you through this and return you to us victorious.”

The blond sighed, and the mare beneath him danced a little, so much so that Larkin had to clutch the reins more tightly to keep from being thrown off. “Yes, yes, I suppose,” he said. “You’re right. I can handle the creature. I will deal with it. By the time you’ve finished clearing the rockslide, I will return with its head as my trophy!”

Jade furrowed his brow. There wasn’t a lot of big game on the mountain, and certainly nothing that would warrant a prince and his guards having to travel up here specifically for that purpose. The only one living on the mountain was…

Well, Jade himself.

Jade took a closer look at the blond princeling. The sword and the armor were minorly enchanted, but nothing that would damage dragon scales. In fact, a few good breaths of fire, and the enchantments were sure to fall apart.

It was possible the prince was very adept at swordplay, but that rarely made a difference if Jade was in his dragon form. A man could be very agile and strong, for a human, and still be no match for a dragon five times his size and weight. The only stories Jade had heard of dragons being slain by humans included a large number of humans working together.

“Good luck, Your Highness!” Armand shouted back. “We will await your triumphant return.”

Larkin glanced back at the rockslide one last time before urging his mare farther up the mountain path. The other humans busied themselves with clearing the rockslide… until the sound of hoofbeats disappeared.

“Fuck me, I thought for sure he’d insist on hanging around,” one of the men said.

Armand shook his head and turned to the man who’d set off the rockslide. “You killed Peter!” He motioned to where the corpse of the man lay.

The man from the rockslide grimaced when he saw the corpse. “Sorry. He shouldn’t have been that close to the front. Anyway, let’s get the fuck out of here, I’m not hanging around for some beast to smell the blood and attack us.”

So much for loyalty to the crown. Jade watched as they turned back the way they came. He was a bit miffed they’d defiled his mountain like this, but he had to admit, the show was interesting.

He waited for the humans to wander off, then went to track the prince down.

It had been a while since he’d walked the mountain in this smaller form, so it took Jade longer than he cared to admit to catch up to him.

That alluring scent made it all worthwhile, though.

Once he’d caught up, though, it was trivial to follow at a reasonable distance. Dragon magic made it easy for him to hide his presence, though the mare seemed to recognize that there was a threat nearby. She made things every bit as difficult as she could for the human, thrashing and bucking and doing everything in her power to try to rid herself of him.

Poor thing. She really didn’t like the human, and on top of that, she was smelling Jade. She couldn’t have been happy at all.

Jade couldn’t understand why she didn’t like the human though. The prince’s scent was wonderfully alluring, tempting Jade to get more of it. Maybe a little lick? A long, deep breath, right along the human’s neck, where the sweat gathered.

For a time, Jade watched them, letting his mind wander to fantasies of the human on his knees.

There was no reason all of that had to remain a fantasy, Jade realized. When Larkin reached the top of the mountain, Jade would be there to greet him.

The prince stopped for water, and Jade used that opportunity to pass him, going up the rest of the way up the mountain path to his cave.

It had been years since Jade had entertained any guests. It had been at least five years since his youngest sister had visited, and she was the nosiest of his siblings. The last humans who’d been there…

Jade looked at the skeletal remains of the bandits who had thought to make his cave their home. That had been a good seven or eight years ago. He really should have cleaned them up, but he thought the skeletons were a good natural deterrent, and they gave the entrance a nice air of foreboding.

Jade needed to get over his flair for the dramatic, probably.

How long would it take the human to travel up here? Jade had no sense for human travel times. But surely it would be enough to… take care of himself.

Jade reached down to palm one of his cocks. He could make himself come once, and save the other cock for the human.

Though he usually preferred the left one, it would be that much sweeter if he used it with the human. The right it was, then. He gripped it and squeezed, letting out a soft moan as he imagined it sinking into the prince’s tight ass. A prince would have a tight ass, wouldn’t he? He’d likely be used to being the one doing the fucking rather than the one being fucked, but he was so pretty that he might be used to being the bottom.

Not that Jade really cared; Larkin would bottom for him whether he wanted to or not. A bit of dragon saliva in his mouth, a bit of dragon cum in his body, and he’d be an utter slave for the aphrodisiac bodily fluids he had.

He rubbed himself with another moan, his lightly-scaled hands running down his smooth, hairless balls and cock. He started to slowly stroke himself, already able to picture it: the human down on his knees while Jade thrust into him with one cock, the other dangling against his ass cheeks and reminding him of just how much Jade had to offer.

Jade couldn’t wait to hear the prince moaning with wanton desire. He’d have to get that hole nice and loose, finger it so one of his cocks would fit inside. He tightened his grip on his cock, simulating what it would feel like to feel Larkin’s tight hole clenching around him.

He imagined a haughty little princeling, demanding Jade release him, only after a few good kisses he’d be melting, too, spreading his legs wider…

Nobody Jade knew had ever been approached by human royalty. His brother Opal had whined for years and years how unfair it was that the only human visitors he got were lowlifes and bandits and the occasional unpopular knight. Of course, Opal still toyed with even the lowlifes, but Opal always said he wanted a nice prince or princess to lock up in a tower somewhere like in the stories.

To which Alabaster had pointed out that Opal despised towers, and that Opal’s cocks were too large for any nice prince or princess.

Maybe Jade shouldn’t have been thinking of his family while masturbating. He let go of his cock and stared up at the small opening in his cave, contemplating how badly he wanted to come versus how much more time he had before the delicious human appeared before him.

Jade realized he needed to make a suitable entrance. It would be undignified to be caught on his back like this. And naked, at that! Jade got up, ignoring his bobbing erections, and started sifting through the pile of human clothes.

He settled on a nice silk robe, pulling it over his shoulders and smoothing the sleeves. It hung open, but how else was he going to entice the little human?

Jade would pretend not to know who the prince was. Build up some anticipation and dread in him, so that Jade could watch the way the prince’s expression morphed from horrified to very, very willing.

Or maybe the prince was going to be one of those types who threw themselves at any large cock they saw.

Either way, this was going to be fun. Jade could already imagine how he would tell the story to his siblings at the next family gathering. They’d all be so jealous.

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