Nemo let out a groan, the bronze dragon inspecting his form with his nearly glowing purple eyes. From the bronze plates covering his muscles to the firm nearly impervious grey hide filling the gaps in his natural armor. Finding nothing out of the ordinary he climbs out of bed. Collecting his phone on a nearby nightstand and checking it as he heads for his bedroom door. Still half-asleep the large dragon opens up his bedroom door and steps out... His paw landing on something unusual, the brown pad resting on a cool stone floor that wakes him up immediately. The surface is far from the carpeted hallway he is used to. Looking up from his phone he is greeted with the view of a kitchen occupied by kobolds and one rather rotund, if a bit short, Blue-Tongued Skink Chef. All running around and preparing breakfast for their Queen. "Oh, good morning Lord Nemo." Mint, the Chef says. His eyes lowering down to the large dragon's groin and...
"Nemo!" Abruptly calls Pyrow. A scantily clad dressed Demon, crossed between a 'sergal' and a 'phoenix' steps in. "You know better to wander around my home in the nude. How shameless of you." Huffs the bratty Ruler of the Underworld. A snap of his fingers and some proper clothes appear on the dragon, a tank top and sweatpants. Nemo's voice piercing through an annoyed growl. "A warning would be nice. Rather than walking in and frightening your cooks like that. Sorry, Mint... Though, I doubt you mind." Nemo comments as he walks by the busy cooks, giving the Skink a pat on the head, and collecting his lover the oddly named 'Demon-Queen'. "Let's go set up the table so they may serve us breakfast. Let them get the meals ready." He says while planting a kiss on the demon's cheek. Nemo beginning to recollect the first time he held Pyrow...
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The dragon stands with his arms fidgeting, feeling the suit adorning him strain. It really wasn’t fit for him but it was the uniform given for his on site training. "Ridiculous." Snorts the large reptile while studying every aspect of the room. Not that he needs to, not today, as he's here more so to see a creature of another world. A demon in the mortal realm... Something growing more frequent. Something someone like him is to learn to counteract. Pyrow, is his name. The Queen of the Underworld. "Queen?" He huffs rolling his purple eyes. "What kinda faggot name is that..." The nearly nine foot reptile mutters. Standing at attention as said Queen is lead in and the noble he's been assigned to 'protect' arriving too. Standing back, arms crossed, and watching. His eyes glaring at the Queen.
Nemo continues to hold firm. Fully upright and being quite the sight in the room as he stands over everyone else at 8'8 in size. The Queen meanwhile doesn't seem too intimidated. Rather intrigued as Pyrow keeps glancing away from the Noble during their talk just to eye up Nemo. The dragon himself sighing at the clear interest he's gaining from this 'Queen'. Though attractive, Nemo knows better. One doesn't become the ultimate power in the Underworld without pulling some strings and being quite dastardly. Nemo wouldn't fall for any trick from the Demon. Yet something unexpected happens shortly into the meeting.
"This has been fun." The Queen abruptly states, beginning to stand. The Noblemen surprised as the Demon-Queen he had a scheduled meeting with begins to stand. "W-Well wait one moment!" He begins, but before he can continue his sentence the Queen vanishes into a portal. The individuals occupying the room watching as the portal closes right behind the Demon... Nemo scoffing. No surprise to the dragon. Pyrow had been antsy since the massive guard entered the room.~
"Where did that Demon go anyway?" Nemo mutters, looking out at the cityscape from the terrace. Wondering the same as the nobility. What caused the sudden end to the meeting and will the Queen of the underworld bother to return? He wasn't sure... That is until he feels a presence. Something unnatural, magical, forcing its way into the open space behind him. Turning to face it, arms raised as if expecting combat, he stops. Squinting as he watches a lithe figure nearly two heads shorter than him step out. "Was wondering where you went." The guard almost spits out. A response he was close to anticipating following suit. "Oh, I went home.~ Waited. Watched. Until you were alone. I wanted to talk to you in private." The soft effeminate voice rings out from the Demon. A hybrid caused by magic, centuries of it. Pyrow smiling as he looks over the Guard up and down. "My oh my. You're quite the sight up close."
Nemo stood at the ready. His purple eyes focused on the golden ones of the Demon-Queen! Waiting for even a hint of a spell cast. A hint of anything, really. "Watched? I would say I should have noticed but... If a sorcerer as powerful as you wants to do something unnoticed then I guess it isn't impossible." Huffs the large dragon. Holding a hand up and cutting off the Demon when it tries to speak. "Don't bother, I'm sure I know why you're here. You think I'm a perfect candidate for one of your Hell Guards, aren't I?" Already seeing that he's getting a rise out of the Queen. Nemo grinning as the flamboyant Demon mutters before answering. "Yes... Yes you are right. I see despite your appearance as a blockhead you have some brains! Ya know, it's not often I offer such a position.~ Think you'll be interested?" Coos the Demon.
Pyrow watches as the dragon approaches him. Looking up at the handsome mug of the giant he's offering work to! "Wonderful! Of course you couldn't resist the offer.~ It's a sought after position. Free room and board! Plus for those dominant as you clearly are, a lot of wimpy little servants to push around.~ Well, come on." Pyrow gleefully says as he turns around. A wave of his hand and a golden portal opens! Before he steps through though the enormous guard laughs. "I didn't say I was comin with you. I was just closing the distance..." He says.
In nearly an instance Pyrow is grabbed by the wrist. Looking up at Nemo the Sorcerer's golden eyes glow. His spell having no effect, which does leave the Queen quite perplexed. "Think I would work guard duty against a magical Demon without having some enchantments?" He laughs! Nemo holding up his free hand and revealing two enchanted rings. Before Pyrow has the opportunity to cast a more powerful version of the spell he is grabbed by both arms. "Listen here, mortal. The only reason why you aren't a speck on the floor or-or falling from the sky is because I-" He's cut off. Pyrow seeing a blur and before his breath is knocked out of him. His eyes up to the sky as he’s held flat on the floor. Two muscled legs of the dragon to either side of his head.
"Because what?" Nemo growls. His thighs clamping down on the Queen's head as he keeps him in a headlock flat on the floor. Keeping both arms extended so the Sorcerer can't weave spells. "'Cause you're a pervert, that's what. I've heard the rumors of what happens in your Underworld Castle. Filled with Guards almost nude, walking around as eye-candy." The dragon laughs while watching the sergix squirm. "Well sorry to say, Pyrow, I'm a fair bit above that. I won't serve under some creature of the Underworld." The large dragon informs the Demon-Queen with a smug grin. Squeezing and being far from gentle as he watches the femboy struggle.
The Demon does his best. His oxygen leaving him and hands held together in the firm grasp of the dragon! Keeping him from weaving spells. He had other options, of course, backup plans but nothing he was willing to reveal to this mortal. Pyrow was confident Nemo would release him once satisfied. There was no way he was in any real danger, anyways, it would take the strength of something far stronger than a mere mortal to harm his corporeal form. So much so that he confidently wheezes out from between the thighs. “T-Think you can hurt me with some muscles? P-Pathetic.” “Pathetic?” Repeats the dragon. “I don’t think you realize ya weak little runt, I’m barely even trying and you can’t even budge!”
To show he means it Nemo begins to press his thighs down on the sergix’s head. Watching his squirming double in effort. The large hulking dragon enjoying the sight! “Not so pathetic now, huh?” He laughs with all his might behind the squeeze. “Think you’re the only ones with magics. Sure, I can’t cast that shit myself. But it ain’t too hard to find someone that can give me a potion. Or some enchanted jewelry to do the job. The rings on my fingers aren’t the only ones I’ve got on!” He says with a sly wink, eluding to toe rings and tail clasp. Perhaps even hidden in his pants.~
“Tap. Tap out.” The Queen suddenly cries in surrender. One small movement he can manage with his fingers he uses to tap at the dragon. Instead, Nemo only grins. “Don’t think so. How about I show you what I can do? Doubt your demon guards could even compare.” The Bronze Dragon says with great satisfaction and pride, before putting in all his effort to squeeze and contort the Queen’s face between his thighs…
“Done yet?!” He nearly shouts at the Queen. A loud crack ringing out from the hellspawn, Pyrow vanishing. Nemo mutters with confusion, dumbfounded as he looks down, noticing the ash that is now between his thighs pressed together. He begins to stand while wondering just what form of trick this is. The Demon is gone, that’s for certain. No portal. No large flash. Nothing fancy. The floor where he had been lying now was covered in ash and soot. “No way…” The Guard starts. His heart thumping as he fears what he may have done. Killed a world leader by playing hard to get? Not a world leader, but one that controls an entire realm! Nemo was nervous for once. Until the ashes began to glow…
Embers lighting up in the ash as it all clumps together. Even what remains on Nemo’s suit pants and his boots falling from him. Stepping back he waits to see what it all is doing. Forming into a pile with movement in the middle. Like a Phoenix, the Demon rises to Nemo’s relief. Hearing from the slowly rising form that is most certainly the Queen. “Killed by a damned mortal?! UGH!” Growls Pyrow as the ash that he had vanished into reforms to make him. “How humiliating. I knew I should have tossed you into a void, shrunk you down to the size of a bug. Maybe even burned you to ashes just like you did to me!” He says as he storms up to the dragon and pokes him roughly in the chest. “I didn’t burn you. Just crushed you. How was I supposed to know you were so weak as to pop from some thigh pressing?” Chortles the massive Bronze Dragon. Fire rising from the Demon’s head, fuming with anger. Though he does manage it long enough to calm down and sigh. “No, no. I have only myself to blame. Letting my guard down and toying with a hunk like you.” He laments as though to guilt the dragon. “I should have left when you said no to being a personal Guard to me.” The two lock eyes and the Queen grins. “Although I’m sure there’s a chance for something else. How am I to ignore the first being to kill me, even if by my own mistake, in over a century? Plus.” Giggles Pyrow while he steps up to the stoic mortal dragon. “Don’t think I didn’t feel that hefty package poking at me while you had my face down there. With a suit this tight I was sure to notice. Let alone smell the damn thing.” Teases the Queen.
The teasing being enough to get an eye roll from the behemoth. “Even without a spell to cloud the minds of your enemies the tales said you were an extravagant creature. Plus it’s always fun putting brats like you in their place.” Nemo almost purrs out, a deep rumble leaving him like that of a croc while he leans forward to grab the Queen. Almost as if to repeat what he had just done, breaking the Demon into ash! Too slow this time though as the Demon-Queen vanishes into a portal right beneath his delicate feet. Nemo looking down and growling. “Guess I’ll be seeing you again?” Before it closes.
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Pyrow grins as he looks over the grand breakfast his loyal kobold cooks and Chef Skink have prepared. Sitting atop Nemo’s lap like a throne as he eats. Partially feeding Nemo overhead as the dragon hugs his waist and gives him a squeeze. Nemo’s thick jaw resting atop Pyrow’s head as he’s fed. The two enjoying breakfast before they go their separate ways for the day. Pyrow, to take care of his duties as Queen, and Nemo to go on with his mortal life. Certain to be visited by his dear Demon-Queen a few times throughout his day.~ Certain to enjoy each visit, too.
A short story to go with this ref drawn by Ratafari far too long ago that I should have taken care of sooner. D: A ref for my handsome hulking Dom Daddy Nemo. uwu
Can be found on Twitter - https://twitter.com/Queen_Pyrow/sta.....809354752?s=20
"Nemo!" Abruptly calls Pyrow. A scantily clad dressed Demon, crossed between a 'sergal' and a 'phoenix' steps in. "You know better to wander around my home in the nude. How shameless of you." Huffs the bratty Ruler of the Underworld. A snap of his fingers and some proper clothes appear on the dragon, a tank top and sweatpants. Nemo's voice piercing through an annoyed growl. "A warning would be nice. Rather than walking in and frightening your cooks like that. Sorry, Mint... Though, I doubt you mind." Nemo comments as he walks by the busy cooks, giving the Skink a pat on the head, and collecting his lover the oddly named 'Demon-Queen'. "Let's go set up the table so they may serve us breakfast. Let them get the meals ready." He says while planting a kiss on the demon's cheek. Nemo beginning to recollect the first time he held Pyrow...
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The dragon stands with his arms fidgeting, feeling the suit adorning him strain. It really wasn’t fit for him but it was the uniform given for his on site training. "Ridiculous." Snorts the large reptile while studying every aspect of the room. Not that he needs to, not today, as he's here more so to see a creature of another world. A demon in the mortal realm... Something growing more frequent. Something someone like him is to learn to counteract. Pyrow, is his name. The Queen of the Underworld. "Queen?" He huffs rolling his purple eyes. "What kinda faggot name is that..." The nearly nine foot reptile mutters. Standing at attention as said Queen is lead in and the noble he's been assigned to 'protect' arriving too. Standing back, arms crossed, and watching. His eyes glaring at the Queen.
Nemo continues to hold firm. Fully upright and being quite the sight in the room as he stands over everyone else at 8'8 in size. The Queen meanwhile doesn't seem too intimidated. Rather intrigued as Pyrow keeps glancing away from the Noble during their talk just to eye up Nemo. The dragon himself sighing at the clear interest he's gaining from this 'Queen'. Though attractive, Nemo knows better. One doesn't become the ultimate power in the Underworld without pulling some strings and being quite dastardly. Nemo wouldn't fall for any trick from the Demon. Yet something unexpected happens shortly into the meeting.
"This has been fun." The Queen abruptly states, beginning to stand. The Noblemen surprised as the Demon-Queen he had a scheduled meeting with begins to stand. "W-Well wait one moment!" He begins, but before he can continue his sentence the Queen vanishes into a portal. The individuals occupying the room watching as the portal closes right behind the Demon... Nemo scoffing. No surprise to the dragon. Pyrow had been antsy since the massive guard entered the room.~
"Where did that Demon go anyway?" Nemo mutters, looking out at the cityscape from the terrace. Wondering the same as the nobility. What caused the sudden end to the meeting and will the Queen of the underworld bother to return? He wasn't sure... That is until he feels a presence. Something unnatural, magical, forcing its way into the open space behind him. Turning to face it, arms raised as if expecting combat, he stops. Squinting as he watches a lithe figure nearly two heads shorter than him step out. "Was wondering where you went." The guard almost spits out. A response he was close to anticipating following suit. "Oh, I went home.~ Waited. Watched. Until you were alone. I wanted to talk to you in private." The soft effeminate voice rings out from the Demon. A hybrid caused by magic, centuries of it. Pyrow smiling as he looks over the Guard up and down. "My oh my. You're quite the sight up close."
Nemo stood at the ready. His purple eyes focused on the golden ones of the Demon-Queen! Waiting for even a hint of a spell cast. A hint of anything, really. "Watched? I would say I should have noticed but... If a sorcerer as powerful as you wants to do something unnoticed then I guess it isn't impossible." Huffs the large dragon. Holding a hand up and cutting off the Demon when it tries to speak. "Don't bother, I'm sure I know why you're here. You think I'm a perfect candidate for one of your Hell Guards, aren't I?" Already seeing that he's getting a rise out of the Queen. Nemo grinning as the flamboyant Demon mutters before answering. "Yes... Yes you are right. I see despite your appearance as a blockhead you have some brains! Ya know, it's not often I offer such a position.~ Think you'll be interested?" Coos the Demon.
Pyrow watches as the dragon approaches him. Looking up at the handsome mug of the giant he's offering work to! "Wonderful! Of course you couldn't resist the offer.~ It's a sought after position. Free room and board! Plus for those dominant as you clearly are, a lot of wimpy little servants to push around.~ Well, come on." Pyrow gleefully says as he turns around. A wave of his hand and a golden portal opens! Before he steps through though the enormous guard laughs. "I didn't say I was comin with you. I was just closing the distance..." He says.
In nearly an instance Pyrow is grabbed by the wrist. Looking up at Nemo the Sorcerer's golden eyes glow. His spell having no effect, which does leave the Queen quite perplexed. "Think I would work guard duty against a magical Demon without having some enchantments?" He laughs! Nemo holding up his free hand and revealing two enchanted rings. Before Pyrow has the opportunity to cast a more powerful version of the spell he is grabbed by both arms. "Listen here, mortal. The only reason why you aren't a speck on the floor or-or falling from the sky is because I-" He's cut off. Pyrow seeing a blur and before his breath is knocked out of him. His eyes up to the sky as he’s held flat on the floor. Two muscled legs of the dragon to either side of his head.
"Because what?" Nemo growls. His thighs clamping down on the Queen's head as he keeps him in a headlock flat on the floor. Keeping both arms extended so the Sorcerer can't weave spells. "'Cause you're a pervert, that's what. I've heard the rumors of what happens in your Underworld Castle. Filled with Guards almost nude, walking around as eye-candy." The dragon laughs while watching the sergix squirm. "Well sorry to say, Pyrow, I'm a fair bit above that. I won't serve under some creature of the Underworld." The large dragon informs the Demon-Queen with a smug grin. Squeezing and being far from gentle as he watches the femboy struggle.
The Demon does his best. His oxygen leaving him and hands held together in the firm grasp of the dragon! Keeping him from weaving spells. He had other options, of course, backup plans but nothing he was willing to reveal to this mortal. Pyrow was confident Nemo would release him once satisfied. There was no way he was in any real danger, anyways, it would take the strength of something far stronger than a mere mortal to harm his corporeal form. So much so that he confidently wheezes out from between the thighs. “T-Think you can hurt me with some muscles? P-Pathetic.” “Pathetic?” Repeats the dragon. “I don’t think you realize ya weak little runt, I’m barely even trying and you can’t even budge!”
To show he means it Nemo begins to press his thighs down on the sergix’s head. Watching his squirming double in effort. The large hulking dragon enjoying the sight! “Not so pathetic now, huh?” He laughs with all his might behind the squeeze. “Think you’re the only ones with magics. Sure, I can’t cast that shit myself. But it ain’t too hard to find someone that can give me a potion. Or some enchanted jewelry to do the job. The rings on my fingers aren’t the only ones I’ve got on!” He says with a sly wink, eluding to toe rings and tail clasp. Perhaps even hidden in his pants.~
“Tap. Tap out.” The Queen suddenly cries in surrender. One small movement he can manage with his fingers he uses to tap at the dragon. Instead, Nemo only grins. “Don’t think so. How about I show you what I can do? Doubt your demon guards could even compare.” The Bronze Dragon says with great satisfaction and pride, before putting in all his effort to squeeze and contort the Queen’s face between his thighs…
“Done yet?!” He nearly shouts at the Queen. A loud crack ringing out from the hellspawn, Pyrow vanishing. Nemo mutters with confusion, dumbfounded as he looks down, noticing the ash that is now between his thighs pressed together. He begins to stand while wondering just what form of trick this is. The Demon is gone, that’s for certain. No portal. No large flash. Nothing fancy. The floor where he had been lying now was covered in ash and soot. “No way…” The Guard starts. His heart thumping as he fears what he may have done. Killed a world leader by playing hard to get? Not a world leader, but one that controls an entire realm! Nemo was nervous for once. Until the ashes began to glow…
Embers lighting up in the ash as it all clumps together. Even what remains on Nemo’s suit pants and his boots falling from him. Stepping back he waits to see what it all is doing. Forming into a pile with movement in the middle. Like a Phoenix, the Demon rises to Nemo’s relief. Hearing from the slowly rising form that is most certainly the Queen. “Killed by a damned mortal?! UGH!” Growls Pyrow as the ash that he had vanished into reforms to make him. “How humiliating. I knew I should have tossed you into a void, shrunk you down to the size of a bug. Maybe even burned you to ashes just like you did to me!” He says as he storms up to the dragon and pokes him roughly in the chest. “I didn’t burn you. Just crushed you. How was I supposed to know you were so weak as to pop from some thigh pressing?” Chortles the massive Bronze Dragon. Fire rising from the Demon’s head, fuming with anger. Though he does manage it long enough to calm down and sigh. “No, no. I have only myself to blame. Letting my guard down and toying with a hunk like you.” He laments as though to guilt the dragon. “I should have left when you said no to being a personal Guard to me.” The two lock eyes and the Queen grins. “Although I’m sure there’s a chance for something else. How am I to ignore the first being to kill me, even if by my own mistake, in over a century? Plus.” Giggles Pyrow while he steps up to the stoic mortal dragon. “Don’t think I didn’t feel that hefty package poking at me while you had my face down there. With a suit this tight I was sure to notice. Let alone smell the damn thing.” Teases the Queen.
The teasing being enough to get an eye roll from the behemoth. “Even without a spell to cloud the minds of your enemies the tales said you were an extravagant creature. Plus it’s always fun putting brats like you in their place.” Nemo almost purrs out, a deep rumble leaving him like that of a croc while he leans forward to grab the Queen. Almost as if to repeat what he had just done, breaking the Demon into ash! Too slow this time though as the Demon-Queen vanishes into a portal right beneath his delicate feet. Nemo looking down and growling. “Guess I’ll be seeing you again?” Before it closes.
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Pyrow grins as he looks over the grand breakfast his loyal kobold cooks and Chef Skink have prepared. Sitting atop Nemo’s lap like a throne as he eats. Partially feeding Nemo overhead as the dragon hugs his waist and gives him a squeeze. Nemo’s thick jaw resting atop Pyrow’s head as he’s fed. The two enjoying breakfast before they go their separate ways for the day. Pyrow, to take care of his duties as Queen, and Nemo to go on with his mortal life. Certain to be visited by his dear Demon-Queen a few times throughout his day.~ Certain to enjoy each visit, too.
A short story to go with this ref drawn by Ratafari far too long ago that I should have taken care of sooner. D: A ref for my handsome hulking Dom Daddy Nemo. uwu
Can be found on Twitter - https://twitter.com/Queen_Pyrow/sta.....809354752?s=20
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Very awesome! His scales remind me of the Mark 42 Iron Man armor.
I enjoy his straightforward attitude. It clashes with Pyrow's and creates some funny moments.
I enjoy his straightforward attitude. It clashes with Pyrow's and creates some funny moments.
He says as he storms Demonic Dragon liege to in the chest you. thanks to for as. Plus male gles steps up to the stoic Demonic Dragons as. look soot his :)
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