DOOM IN FULL BLOOM.

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

[ NSFW ]

Ike is stuck between a rock and a hard place. Uriel has stopped being kind, his patience worn thin. His technique is lacking, and Ike would say that, if his lips weren't still on Darios'. Something sharp digs into Ike's chest, but he doesn't look - he suspects it's internal, rather than external.

Every thrust burns in a way Ike has never felt before. It's far too much. Yet the stretch feels oddly good as his ass is tested to its limit. It's a game now, not to let Uriel win.

He doesn't know when it became a competition, only that now, somehow, it is.

His resolve lasts until that too-thick cock brushes a certain spot inside of him. Ike gasps into the kiss, breaking it for just a moment. It's completely by accident - Uriel isn't going to give a shit about Ike's pleasure.

That's when he notices the hand on his chest, dotted by claws. Had those always been there? Just who is this man?

@war-father

#🟃 ic #🟃 grxstnnefealltoir #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 t: fox in the chicken coop #nsfw

( nsfw )

it has broken!

somehow, some way, there was a force so strongly moving that it broke that greed-laden connection between his two useless thralls! duma quickly takes this victory though he still hungers for more; now that the possibility has been revealed, it is up to him to chase it, relentlessly, until it is fully and entirely exhausted.

so he retraces his steps. at what point in time might duma correlate his actions with the wet gasp that ike had emitted? in his frustration he had increased his speed notably---and in addition, his thrusts began to lose their straightarrow precision. a skewing in one direction here, an alternate skewing there; all that mattered was getting a satisfactory reaction.

it had to have been at that particular point.

so duma begins to narrow things down.

" experimentally " ( as, yes, he is experimenting, but only so that he can find the solution that makes him less furious ), duma intentionally skews his thrusts in odd directions. eventually he will find that spot again, and when he does---and he cannot help a satisfactory growl that builds in his throat---he shall abuse it to the absolute fullest.

@grxstnnefealltoir

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

[ NSFW ]

Ike's distraction has not served him well. He's shoved down, and before he knows it, Uriel is entering him. He's huge - far too big for Ike. He's glad for the preparation, as clumsy as it had been. He's glad, at least, that Uriel isn't slamming inside of Ike.

Darios is still kissing him. He's still too affectionate. He's still so... Darios.

He's glad for it, too. His mouth is too occupied to make the sounds his body wants to. His hand combs through Darios' hair, keeping him in place. Strangely, he's beginning to appreciate the affection.

Still, he refuses to pay attention to Uriel. Still, his focus is on Darios, on the familiar, on the comparatively harmless.

@war-father

#🟃 ic #🟃 grxstnnefealltoir #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 t: fox in the chicken coop #nsfw #[ mobile ate my fucking post and i'm pissed off ]#[ channeling that energy into duma ]

( nsfw )

duma was of the belief that some of darios' actions were deliberate---speaking words to incite him, shielding ike's face from view---but he now begins to consider that everything he does is part of some larger plot.

they keep their faces connected almost for dear life; they have not parted a single time for breath since duma had begun. this should not be possible and yet he witnesses it here! surely it is not comfortable, but this pair is a spiteful bunch---it is infuriating yet not surprising, watching them ascend to such heights only for their master's detriment.

duma's face grows hot and his grip around ike's chest tightens, the threat of claws now coming into sight with dangerous pinpricks against soft torso skin. he has never experienced such a series of slights in his life. he is confused, somewhat, that his thralls are even able to do this, but above all he is boiling.

though completion of entrance into ike proves difficult ( as, yet again, duma is faced with a human body not built to handle human majesty ), duma has done away with attempting to be easy. he rocks himself with such speed and fury that, despite not yet fully sheathing himself, his testicles make contact with ike's pelvis. he has half a mind to swipe at darios, but doing so would indicate loss in this competition they have just created...

...so he will simply need to exhaust ike of air. then he would have to part.

@grxstnnefealltoir

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

[ NSFW ]

Something grazes Ike's thigh. He looks down, and is met by Uriel's cock. There is no damn way he's taking that, even with those fingers pulling him apart so hard that Ike will break. He can't stop staring, both at that cock and those fingers inside of him.

Darios whispers in his ears, but he had no idea what he's even saying anymore. Ike's mind was starting to fog over. Those hands on his chest know their way around on Ike far too well, and were he not otherwise occupied, he would have told Darios to get off.

It's too affectionate. Everything about Darios is always too affectionate, too jarring against what they are doing. Darios, at least, is familiar territory. He could choose to focus on him instead, and the familiarity of his kiss.

Just like that, whatever hold Uriel had on him is forgotten.

@war-father

#🟃 ic #🟃 grxstnnefealltoir #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 t: fox in the chicken coop #nsfw #[ he's getting sooooo mad that they won't pay attention to him ]

( nsfw )

a sudden schism rocks the line between duma and ike---only felt by the former party as a result of the latter.

watching this human display of... something... between darios and ike first confuses him; if they disdain each other's company, then why have they suddenly strung each other together so tightly? whatever essence of the previous dragon within darios remains should not be enough to alter another's emotions. with this in mind, how can this occur? what is the draw?

but curiosity is quickly eclipsed by irritation. a mere human has pulled his thralls attention away! must he do everything on his own?!

finding himself more upset than reasonable for the situation, duma lowers his head, sharply leering at the two thralls that do not bother fulfilling their duties to him. quickly do they whittle at his patience---he is locked in a loop of discovering how deep his reserves stretch and how fast these fools rip it all out. he says nothing but only releases a censuring grumble.

a hand presses down atop ike's ribcage to pin him down as duma begins pushing inside of him. he shall see to it that all of this is remediated; be it instantly or in due time, there will be worth to all of this nonsense.

@grxstnnefealltoir

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

(nsfw)

The question once more floats in his mind. How did this man end up under Duma? He was far from the expected sort and...it was odd how easily in and out he slipped from defiance to following as if it was second nature. "Reverence will not bring us all to a similar finish, that sort of ending, multiple times over no less, requires attentiveness." Twice now Duma had been forced to reel them in. Following him wasn't exactly going to leave them in sync. "Your work and methods would see you still standing. Unfortunately, we all must fall together." It is not an act of love not kindness that has Darios leaning Ike back against where he sat now. The hands that coax through hair are meant only to make this easier on them all in the end. "Drown your horse and you are left with no way home. If you'd like to remain stuck here until the end of time and hereafter, that is certainly a choice you could make."

@radiantpaths

[ NSFW ]

Uriel pulls his fingers from Ike's mouth, and he knows what's coming. He can't tell if he's nervous or excited - either way, his eyes are locked on Uriel. A finger presses against him, and he bites the inside of his cheek.

Darios' fingers run through Ike's hair as Uriel's too-large finger pushes inside. It's not his first time receiving, but Uriel isn't the most gentle. His patience, evidently, has worn thin.

His body leans hard against Darios'. He's not used to this, not used to a third person being even remotely affectionate. He doesn't expect it from Darios, either. He's glad for the support. Their stupid conversation goes over Ike's head, because he doesn't care. He doesn't want to debate with either of them. He just wants them all to cum so they can go home.

"I won't," Ike says between gritted teeth, "revere you." Yet he does; it's obvious in the way he looks up at Uriel.

@war-father

#🟃 ic #🟃 grxstnnefealltoir #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 t: fox in the chicken coop #nsfw #[ hehe ]

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“ but it seems that you already do. ”

duma knows what worship looks like. he has enthralled thousands, has commanded temples be built and scripture be written; the people sing his name for their desires and their rapture! any god can see how ike looks to him now, eyes focused only on duma and lost to anything else. a haughty snort pounds his chest. fools.

he elects to ignore what darios says and instead directs proper energy to opening ike further and further. though his fingers ( as he adds a second one quickly once he bores of only one ) are not clumsy, they are not proficient—duma does not speak to the subject simply because his fingers are so large that ike fights not to rip apart. it is give and take.

his penis, still wet from darios’ throat, grazes ike’s thigh as an alert. soon, duma thinks only to himself, feeling a corner of his lips twitch upwards. soon, perhaps, he shall begin to see some change.

@grxstnnefealltoir

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

[ NSFW ]

Drink him? The stench of dragon? What the hell is Darios-

Ike doesn't get a chance to ask. He's pushed to the ground, master hovering his thrall. It makes Ike dizzy to look up at Uriel. Two fingers are pressed to his mouth, and he thinks about disobeying, but decides against it.

Ike takes Uriel's fingers into his mouth and closes his eyes. He sucks on them gently, swirling his tongue around and in between his fingers. There's no way this will be enough for Ike to take Uriel's cock.

Yet he won't admit the idea thrills him all the same.

@war-father

#🟃 ic #🟃 grxstnnefealltoir #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 t: fox in the chicken coop #nsfw

( nsfw )

even taking two of his lord's massive fingers in his mouth is a challenge, but ike rises to meet duma all the same. very briefly comes the sensation of warmth and slickness as human tongue glides over dragon fingers, and all is right in the world once again. though obedience seems to oscillate, it is nothing that a firm hand cannot correct.

" reverence is what is most necessary of all, " duma mutters towards darios, not appreciative of the commentary. " if you all would simply allow me my work, we would have already left... but the pair of you must always have your way. you must always command attention. " it is exhausting, he does not admit, because ceding that would be a loss. it is not very thrilling to have to deal with.

when he deems his fingers sufficiently wet, duma removes them from ike's mouth and prods his forefinger against ike's anus. " but it is i that knows best. that human phrase that is so liberally thrown--- ' you can lead a horse to water but cannot make him drink '---i disagree, for you can always drown him. do not push me to that method. "

and he pushes in only as slowly as needed to progress. there is little time to waste where duma's patience is concerned.

@grxstnnefealltoir

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

[ nsfw ]

Ike does as he's commanded, sitting on a nearby chair.

"He's your master," Ike mutters bitterly. He chooses to ignore the pull that demands him to respect Uriel. He won't do it. He won't accept the obvious, the inevitable. He doesn't meet Uriel's gaze to see his displeasure.

"So we have to cum all at once?" Ike frowns. "That's almost impossible. The luck you'd need to have to time that..."

He and Darios had managed, but again, that was luck. It's going to take some serious edging, and even then, they might still fail. They're going to be fucking all night.

Oh fuck, they're going to be at this all night.

@war-father

#🟃 ic #🟃 grxstnnefealltoir #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 t: fox in the chicken coop #nsfw

( nsfw )

" correction, " duma states, finally departing from his place and drawing towards his pair of thralls. kneeling down, he grabs ike by the chin and stares deeply into his eyes, ensuring that he shall not so soon forget this information: " i am the master of both of you. "

and he grabs ike by the shoulder, sending him to the floor so that he is completely hovered over by duma. " i do not appreciate the disrespect that i have been receiving. trapped within an alternate realm or no, i yet expect a certain threshold of reverence... if you are unable to do this, then it is clear that an intervention is necessary... "

the war father makes his point with the press of his fingers against ike's mouth. inexperienced with preparation though he is, he watched what that man had done before doing the same to darios. perhaps it could not hurt to copy. " open your mouth, " he growls, once. " and do not stop until the job has been satisfactorily completed. "

@grxstnnefealltoir

♡ what if a dragon and a dragon had a kid

fanchild meme -- still accepting!

THREE // WISTERIA

" i hope you don't mind if i stare. i just find you so fascinating. "

DRAGON CHILD > FELL HARBINGER ( custom adv class )

unfortunately the fell energies from duma targeted those within nel---the child that was born looked nothing like her and all too much like her father.

has a third eye that usually remains closed. it only opens when she concentrates fell magic.

the two fell energies warred with each other when she was born, causing her to effectively rot alive. thankfully, it was stemmed before it could kill her---as a result, however, stitches and scarred skin litter her body. she doesn't mind.

is obsessed with humans and will stare at them for hours on end, unblinking. doesn't understand why humans don't want to be around her.

despite all of the circumstances, she wants to be a " good dragon " like her mother. feels as though it is impossible due to what she is, so she never vocalizes this.

enjoys bitter food. likes to prank her uncle by hiding concentrated bitter drops in his pastries.

#🟃 ic #🟃 fellsparks #🟃 answered #🟃 mun art

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

[ nsfw ]

More cryptic bullshit. Ike hates Darios so damn much. Of course he won't just explain what he means. But this means also one very key thing - they had just fucked for nothing.

"What do you mean, in sync? Do we have to thrust all at once? Mutual masturbation?" Ike clicks his tongue.

"This is fucking stupid."

#🟃 ic #🟃 grxstnnefealltoir #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 t: fox in the chicken coop #nsfw #[ honestly there's not even nsfw in here but i'm just gonna tag it out of habit ]#[ no harm in it ]

( nsfw )

again with this. again with this incessant bickering. nonstop, always, and it never goes anywhere. if this was not the way to free them, then there must be another method to try. darios must know it, but when all ike contributes is his own frustration, it devolves into a slew of nothing!

now furious, duma slams his fist upon the bar counter. it splinters in an instant.

" SILENCCCCE. "

duma hisses with rapidly draining patience. " if i were to put both of your minds together, i would not come away with a single thinking brain! if i must be locked in a room with two spitting cats, then it would seem that training is in order! "

and now duma's forehead morphs. what once was a gem nestled between his browbones is a horrible blinking eye, pupil adjusting to new light. this only brings ominous tidings for all that are not himself.

shoulders back, head tilted down, and brows furrowed, duma makes a resounding decree:

" ike, seat yourself. darios, relay the information of that tome to me. THOROUGHLY. "

@grxstnnefealltoir

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

(nsfw; dubcon )

Darios makes a point of still staying close even when he's pushed away. There is an indignant look in his eye as he grabs hold of Ike's jaw. "If I have to deal with a mouth full of cum because of your decision to run your mouth, what makes you believe I'd spare you from it." He lets out a grumble as he realizes Ike is still seated deep within him. "I'll stop spitting cum into your mouth when I stop having it in my mouth all together." His eyes turn to the windows as well and he groaned. "It was a tome full of things we need do. You two getting so caught up on the activities of a threesome has certainly veered us off track." He needed to grab the damn thing again.

@war-father

#🟃 ic #🟃 grxstnnefealltoir #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 t: fox in the chicken coop #nsfw

( nsfw )

this damned nonsense again.

seeing his thralls reject their master's seed is not pleasing. they ought to be thanking him for the opportunity---it is a rare moment indeed to even happen upon a dragon's sex! these fools dare take the situation so... callously?!

" were it not for your incompetence in relaying information, " duma snarls, annoyance fueling how he processes this situation, " then we would have seen the track to remain upon. there is no other man to blame in this room! "

he bristles and stands at attention, boots bringing an explosive thump as they make contact with the floor. he hurls the tome nearby at darios' face. " if you are so certain, then read what must next be done. properly. "

@grxstnnefealltoir

♡ lets ruin the world with more gautiers

fanchild meme -- still accepting!

TWO // OSCAR GAVRIIL [ GAUTIER ]

" i... do not wish to harm you, but... my father, he... he watches. "

DRAGON CHILD > THE SURVEYED ( custom adv class )

the first of duma's children to bear an eye. it is located on the back of his head beneath his hair. duma watches through it.

feels dreadfully alone, but terrified to make contact with others because of his eye.

despite his fathers' proficiencies, he wishes to learn faith magic to heal from afar.

enjoys subtle sweets. adores the sweet bun trio the most.

cries often when nobody is looking.

cannot stomach faerghus winters. during chillier days he will hole up by the nearest fireplace. he has been known to bury himself in hot coals on the worst days ( to the horror of onlookers unfamiliar with his heritage ).

#🟃 ooc #🟃 duchaisruin #🟃 answered #🟃 mun art #[ another day another fankid meme. rips my shirt off ]#[ for context: duma does not bother naming his children ]#[ bearing them with the intent to thrall them he only numbers them ]#[ all of these names are ones his children will eventually choose themselves ]#[ once they are shown actual human kindness LMFAO ]

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

[ NSFW ]

Son of a bitch.

Fine, if this is how Darios is going to play it, Ike is happy to oblige. The roll of his hips may not be fast, but it is hard, each thrust purposeful. Ike can't stand him, and he hopes with each thrust, Darios understands just how much he can't stand him.

He's sure he'll break Darios' hips with the grip he has on him. He doesn't care.

Skin slaps against skin one more time as Ike pushes himself in fully, thick ropes of cum filling Darios' ass. He holds him there until Ike is done with him, riding out his orgasm fully while inside Darios.

@war-father

#🟃 ic #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 grxstnnefealltoir #🟃 t: fox in the chicken coop #nsfw

( nsfw )

and now the final act proceeds.

the bright flash of euphoria jumps first through ike's mind and then to duma's; one by one the pieces topple, though it does not please duma to admit that he is not the last. looking down once more at darios reveals that he is being watched in kind, and the sight of him is simply so pathetic that duma revels in just the picture.

ike ejaculates first with a bruising grip that encircles darios' waist. duma follows shortly after.

the fingers twisting within his thrall's hair tighten as duma's shoulders rise and his chest broadens. he pushes in further to cement his place before finally allowing himself release, flooding darios' fickle human body from both ends with no escape. does he intend to take all of this? duma wonders, observing closely.

very, very closely.

@grxstnnefealltoir

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

[ NSFW ]

Ike could almost forget about the reality of their situation. He could, until Uriel speaks. Ike would like to forget they're in this, that the only choice is this.

All he wants to focus on is the way Darios feels around him. His ass is all too familiar to him. Ike can tell himself he doesn't want Darios as much as he likes, but there's no denying reality, not really.

Darios tightens around him. Is he feeling this too? It's harder to move, but it feels amazing. "Loosen up," Ike hisses between gritted teeth, "or I'll have to cum in your ass."

@war-father

#🟃 ic #🟃 grxstnnefealltoir #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 t: fox in the chicken coop #nsfw

( nsfw )

humans are terribly concerned with their own affairs. he can feel the fight ike imposes upon himself---do i or don't i, something to that effect---but it holds no importance to him. darios, meanwhile, kicks up a tantrum of sorts; teeth graze against duma's shaft as a pathetic attempt at a threat. in return, the lord snorts. so it seems he shall continue his behavioral streak even when quieted.

his mind wanders, lazily, to the book that he cannot understand. why must it be that darios is the only one to decipher it? is it truly so impossible with his own vast library of knowledge? perhaps he simply did not try hard enough... whatever the reason, he simply cannot trust darios to verbalize the truth. he will have to pay mind to other avenues to glean what is not just a means to frustrate and obscure.

a heat builds lowly in his pelvis. it would seem the time approaches. to darios he stretches a hand, anchoring himself within his thrall's short raven locks.

@grxstnnefealltoir

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send me a ♡ and i’ll describe what i think our muses’ child would be like

[ can be in terms of appearance, personality, or both! ]

#🟃 ooc #🟃 ask meme #[ I love this shit yall. RRRGGGGGG ]#[ only stipulation is no minors 🫶 ]

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

[ NSFW ]

Ike has no idea what just happened. He knows Uriel has done something, but what, Ike doesn't know. A warmth fills his body. He can't describe it. It's pure bliss that shoots through him.

A reward for a good decision. Ike is grateful for the reward.

The feeling also amplifies his own desire. True bliss could be even better, he thinks. He raises Darios' hips higher, to fuck him as deeply as his body allows.

The euphoric feeling leaves Ike dizzied with pleasure he has to chase. He fucks Darios with no holding back now, each thrust punctuated by a quiet groan. He decides to be kind to Darios, in a sense. One hand leaves his hip to palm at Darios' crotch instead.

@war-father

#🟃 ic #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 grxstnnefealltoir #🟃 t: fox in the chicken coop #nsfw #[ duma finally giving some lip :dumpass: ]

( nsfw )

duma snorts as ike reacts in kind to his ' reward. ' he had not intended to provide such... motivation, but, oh, what was that human saying? when it rains, it pours. at least ike is grateful.

there is new noise in ike's groans and the incessant slapping of skin upon skin, but it is still a paradise compared to the alternative. duma peers down at darios once more, wondering how he shall react to this new development. " poor, pathetic creature, " he muses with just enough volume that darios shall surely hear him. " used only as a tool for service. yet i find that even that is more generous a fate than when you run that rambling mouth of yours... "

a rude chuckle thrums in duma's chest---a first, heard not by either of his thralls until now. he is well and truly amused; perhaps enjoying this, had he the ability to put his pride down and admit such a thing...

@grxstnnefealltoir

insane in the membrane

[ NSFW; drugging; alcohol ]

Ike doesn't ask any further questions. He simply sits and waits. For what, he doesn't know. Maybe Uriel will let him leave soon. Why Ike can't get up and leave, he doesn't know.

He spills his drink, and demands Ike to clean this up. Going to grab a cloth would take too long, and that won't do. He could dab it away with his tunic, but he's worn this thing all day, and it's dirty. No, instead, a whole other idea possesses Ike.

He leans in close, pressing the flat of his tongue against Uriel's collarbone. Slowly, steadily, he works his way up the warm flesh, cleaning every drop from Uriel's skin. The alcohol mixed with sweat leaves Ike's head spinning.

He laps up the last of it from Uriel's jawline, before sitting back down. Did he really just do that?

#🟃 ic #🟃 radiantpaths #🟃 t: insane in the membrane #tw: drugging #tw: alcohol #nsfw

( nsfw, drugging, alcohol )

as tongue puts contact to skin, duma quietly observes the manner in which ike cleans him. he performs his task smoothly, precisely, with little room for mistake due to his thorough motions. they are slow, yes, but he ensures that no part of his master is further stickied by alcohol that has missed his mouth. on top of it all, ike seems to savor each languid draw of his tongue across duma's jaw---like it is intoxicating.

good. a thrall ought to be honored to undertake such a request.

the manner in which his thrall had completed the command spoke to a quiet definition of the wants of this human. duma had not specified how ike must clean him, only that he ought to have; that he chose to do so in perhaps the most intimate manner was... telling.

so duma stares at him, long and hard and unwavering, and asks, " do you desire more? "

sticking your fox in the chicken coop but these chickens have hands \\ duma & ike & darios

non-canon "stuck in a room" au

[ NSFW ]

Little shit. Even while in the middle, Darios still thinks he has control. It's not like Ike is particularly thrilled to do this, though that's quickly changing - not that he'll say it out loud.

Ike steps closer, until he's certain Darios is wedged between them: he can either stay there, or take more of Uriel's cock to get away from Ike. There's nowhere to go, not when the only way out is to do this.

Darios moans around a throat full of cock, and Ike only grips him tighter. He's sure Darios' hips will bruise later. He doesn't care. Ike pounds into Darios, slow and hard. Even still, he keeps watching Darios, enthralled by how easily he takes it.

@war-father