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[Part of the problem with being a financial advisor, Ali realized, was that it meant he had to work. And it wasn't even the fun kinds of 'work' like stacking coins and sorting them by the quality of their gold or silver, oh no. The king had made it quite clear that any coin-counting was to be done only when requested, or outside of working hours. No, Ali had to do things like read and fill out paperwork, or run analytics on tax revenue and what kind of surplus or expenditures there were in the quarter. Or, at the very least, he had to assign all of that work to one of his several secretaries. After all, he at to at least keep up the appearances of being a financial advisor, and over the last few decades he had gotten pretty good at that. It wasn't impossible, but it also wasn't nearly as fun as counting coins.

Of course, he would get odd looks if he just sat around counting coins all day. To anyone else looking in, they did not see the fearsome dragon Aligrezoph, guardian of the kingdom's treasury. They saw Ali, a normal- albeit quirky- man who kept a very small social circle in the finance department and spent most of his days trying to keep expenditures to a minimum while saving up as much as he could. All for the kingdom's benefit, of course. It totally wasn't so there would be an even bigger pile of coins for Ali to count on his breaks.

Indeed, most who looked at Ali would just see an average-looking man. shoulder-length black hair tied back with a black ribbon, piercing blue eyes, a perpetual frown stuck on his face in most situations. A lean body that was more built for flexibility and speed than strength, and a very simple style of dress in neutral colors. He looked every bit like a stuffy accountant, though Ali would argue that he wasn't really THAT stuffy. He was just comfortable with the form!

He also would not talk about his other form under any circumstances.

On that day, Ali had an armful of expense reports with him. There was to be a meeting, and he had stayed up all night with two of his secretaries preparing these reports. With the midsummer festival coming up, the festivities had to be decided upon and paid for. And, as usual, Ali wanted to keep the expenses as low as possible. For the good of the kingdom, of course. Ultimately his team had prepared a few possible expense reports, with varying amounts spent on decorations, hiring out staff, and paying guards for keeping the peace. Any one of his plans would be acceptable, but Ali was sure that someone would complain. There was always someone who complained and called him a 'coin-pinching cheapskate', but those complaints had picked up more in recent years. Already Ali was annoyed just from the thought of the argument that would happen that day when he butted heads with a certain other advisor. Sparks would fly as usual, and these weren't the good kind of sparks.

But Ali was willing to give it a chance. As people arrived at the meeting- a meeting between the king and his dozen or so advisors in the various ways of running the kingdom- Ali worked to lay out one set of expense reports at each desk. It was only two pages of paper per table spot, so hopefully everyone liked to read!

Of course, when Ali passed a certain advisor, he had to fight the urge to make a snide comment. Instead, he just held out the two-page document to him, trying not to show too much contempt when he spoke.]

Do take care of those papers, will you? My staff stayed up all night finishing them.

[He was a dragon in hiding, not a snake in hiding, but his words still had bite to them.]

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That's really what you want here, more than anything else?

[Ali says it with a touch of humor. Like, he's ready to push in and finally start fucking Concord, and what he wants is a kiss? Those are his priorities?

But in a way, it's sweet. Kissing is a lot more intimate than Ali had initially thought it would be, and for Concord to want to kiss while they sleep together sure is something. So Ali won't make him wait any longer, he's been teasing Concord long enough tonight. And he doesn't want to tempt Concord into being unbearable whenever they switch positions later.

So, before leaning in for any kisses, Ali is going to push into Concord. Ali had thought he could be suave about the whole thing, but suddenly having his dick squeezed into a warm and slick spot like this is enough to make him gasp. He hadn't been expecting it to feel this good, if he's honest. And by the time he's fully-seated inside Concord, he's actually leaning over and trembling in delight.

His face is a lot less cheeky when he finally goes in for that kiss. Inside, outside, over him, Ali's body radiates a warmth that can fully cover Concord now.]

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[Concord really isn't sure what's better; the sensation of Ali's hard cock slipping inside of him or the smug look on his face melting into pleasure. His own jaw went slack to feel himself open, taking in that slick length rather than a few fingers. It's not completely different, but he much prefers the solid, thick warmth of a dick in him. He'd tried not to fantasize too much, but this is as good as he'd have imagined.

Ali is staggered a split second longer than he is. He reaches for the other man, grasping at the back of his hair like the first time they came against one another. Pulling him in, their lips crash together and Concord is particularly greedy for it. The heat engulfing and shooting through him is blissful, excitement and comfort in one. His hand not grasping Ali's hair is at the dragon's back, palm open wide and fingertips pressing into that tattoo-like mark across his back.]

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[The mark on Ali's back will actually feel warmer than the skin around it. It's not burning hot to the touch, but the difference in temperature is enough that Concord will be able to feel a difference.

As their lips crash together, Ali hungrily eats up everything and anything Concord will give him. He's trembling slightly, but he seems intent on touching every part of Concord he can despite the tremors running through his body. His hands also go to Concord's hair, but it's not a purposeful attempt to one-up himself over Concord this time. Instead, it's more of an automatic response to how intimately close they are right now.

He has not moved his hips yet, and his thighs are starting to burn a little from staying still. The reason why is a bit embarrassing though, so when they break from their kiss for air Ali finds himself burying his face against Concord's shoulder to hide his awkwardness.]

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[Their mouths meet and that hunger is shared. Concord wants Ali's tongue on his, to mingle hot breath between them, to bounce and run their lips over one another's. It's distracting for a moment, the height of passion, but then he realizes Ali isn't moving beyond that. He's not bothered, the cock inside him is buried deep and it feels good that way. At first, only curious, doesn't really strike him as strange. Ali is so particular about the order of things, maybe he's just waiting for something.

Then, when that kiss is broken, he slumps down into Concord. His legs are shaking between Concord's, aren't they.

Oh. Oh!

He tries not to laugh, it would be a cruel thing to do is Ali mistook it for mockery. It's lighthearted, really, a rush of flattery and pride. Some appreciation for how adorable Ali could be, too. Should he keep his mouth shut, give Ali room to compose himself-? Or... rile him up more?

The answer is obvious, Concord can't help himself. He kisses Ali's ear before speaking to it,]

You best have more in you, Ali... if you come in me so soon.

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Shut up! I'm trying not to!

[It's not like he's one thrust away from coming, but being inside of Concord feels so good and he's made himself anxious about not being able to perform to expectations. The woes of an overthinker. Maybe that's why, even with Concord's attempts to soothe (maybe) with that kiss, Ali's answer is hissed out between clenched teeth. Really, it's not his fault that Concord is so damn attractive!

He can't just stay there forever though, he knows that. Eventually the mood would be fully killed. It's better to try and possibly come early and have to find other ways to get Concord off, right? He can do that, it's fine. Possibly.

Ali braces himself with his arms and finally moves, pulling his hips back and pulling most of the way out of Concord. Then he pushes in, snapping his hips forward to bury himself deep in Concord once more. The pace is a little janky at first- it's Ali's first time too, he's trying to fill in the gaps left by a not-fully-helpful textbook- but he'll settle into a steady rhythm that both feels good and isn't so much that he just blows his load right away.

He does glance at Concord to check on him, but Ali's face is mostly furrowed in concentration as he tries to find a rhythm that feels good for both of them. His breath is shaky and falls over Concord's bare skin as well.]

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[While Ali is trying his best to not burst immediately, Concord is not interesting in helping with that. He lifts his knees higher on Ali's waist to give him more access, helping push and pull him by dipping the hand on his back down to his lower back, following along with the thrust of his hips. The first pull back nearly makes Concord's eyes roll back, the first push back in actually does momentarily.

From there on, it only gets better. Ali's awkwardness is shared, Concord needing that time to get used to the sensations of being fucked this way. Turns out, he's suddenly not all that quiet! His moans are deep and grow louder as Ali picks a rhythm, building on the pleasure with each pound into him. He can barely think of words, but when they come to mind, they're really just... goading Ali further.

His demands would sound more suited to a barracks than here, but it's the commanding tone he knows how to use]

I want you to... I want you to come, Ali... then fuck me again- and again- [not once, not even twice, at least three rounds. That would make up for all the waiting, all the anticipation. Three times. That's a good number.]

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[It's a good thing the castle is mostly-empty right now, and that there are fireworks going on outside. Ali doesn't want to think about how easily they would be overheard right now otherwise. Concord's plan was a good one, in retrospect. ]

Insatiable-

[His full complaint is cut off by a shaky gasp, and he doesn't pick up the words after. His point has been made, and the way he tries his best (and ultimately fails) to scowl probably helps get the message across.

What he does instead is, as he feels those knees on his waist, he shifts for a moment so he can hook his arms under those knees and push Concord's legs down towards his chest, forcing him to be more open and exposed than before. Maybe a deeper thrust will drive Concord crazy.]

You first, you stubborn oaf.

[virtuesignal]

[The flustered insults falling out of Ali are a strange mix of arousing and amusing to Concord. He doesn't want to be degraded so much as... treated like a normal man, not treated as precious and above it all. Ali does that very well and it brings a smirk to Concord's face to hear him snap back like that, commanding back at him in turn.

Then, Ali pushes his legs further towards him, folding Concord over himself all the more deeply. He's fit and flexible enough for it, can handle and even enjoy some strain. When Ali thrusts into him this way, it's less the depth that takes him by surprised, more the difference in angle. Ali's cock shoves directly against his prostate and he gasps into a long, uncontrolled shutter of a moan. It sounds rather like when his hair got pulled, but the intensity is up from that. His thighs flex and muscles twitch beneath Ali's hands. The hand he had to Ali's hair jumps to his own mouth, Concord curling it beside his head and biting down at the knuckle of his thumb to stifle his continued moans at each press inside of him.

By the third time Ali hits that spot, he's finally found some words. Hasty, urgent words, but words-]

A, Ali- There- That is- Hahh- [he's being thoroughly undone by that spot being hammered into. Everything Ali can perceive of him is about to lose it, but he's not even trying to hold back, enjoying every moment of getting plowed down into Ali's bed. It's so hot that it's Ali doing this to him, he can't escape the thought of how appealing that is, and he's marveling at Ali like he's the most attractive man he's ever seen. Those green eyes of Concord's always appear so disinterested or harsh, but right now he just looks wholly enamored]

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[If Ali's mind wasn't in a lusty haze, he might have taken a sense of pride in getting that reaction out of Concord. Something about having the other man at his mercy when it comes to pleasure is actually really hot to him. But he's past the point of being smug right now, too focused on Concord and how every little reaction the unicorn gives him shoots white-hot pleasure right to his dick.

He takes that encouragement as a sign that he's doing something right though, and he slams into Concord at that same angle, over and over again. He's so close to his own orgasm that his fingers are trembling against Concord's thighs, but he's trying to last just a little bit longer. He wants to fill Concord up and give him everything he could possibly want. Sweat trails down his skin, dampening his hair and making him shine under the lamplight. But even with how hot he feels, he keeps going.]

Soon- come on-

[He tries to urge Concord on, but after a few more thrusts he finds himself spilling over inside of Concord, burying himself deep with one last thrust as his cock twitches and shoots its hot load deep within Concord.]

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[Even when they're fucked around before this, Concord hasn't seen such physicality from Ali before. He's usually sat at a desk or simply walking from place to place. He's never exerting himself in a way a soldier might. It's dashingly attractive, the effort Ali is putting forward, just how much of himself he's putting towards pleasuring his partner.

Concord can scarcely gasp out his own encouragement before he's hit his limit-]

Yes, keep going- Ali-..! A, Ali..! [he grits his teeth around a moan, his orgasm overtaking him. It felt far too soon and so overdue, all at once. Concord also literally can't tell who lost it first, because Ali's hot cum is rushing into him seemingly at once. His aching cock bursts and shoots multiple long ropes of cum across his own midsection and chest. Both legs squirm and his ass feels tense and like he's completely melting at once. Concord's expression, too, is undone bliss. This is certainly the least guarded he's ever looked, maybe around anybody in his long life.

He's not thinking much about himself beyond how good that orgasm felt and continues to feel, lingering like a rainy day. Concord is much more focused on Ali, how he looks while he's coming, hoping he's just as lost in their shared pleasure as Concord is]

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[Ali vaguely remembers something in the book about cleaning up afterwards, hence why he had brought a towel in the first place. They had made quite a mess before, and he had thought they would do it again. But while they are indeed a mess, Ali doesn't grab for the towel quite yet. He seems barely aware of the cum on Concord's chest, even. He's too focused on Concord's face, watching as the man lays there looking more relaxed than Ali has ever seen him.

It's a sight that makes Ali's chest fill with fondness. He might still be in denial, but he has grown quite fond of Concord. And seeing Concord in this moment just makes him grow fonder.

Ali lets go of Concord's legs, adjusting their positioning so Concord can relax them finally. Then he lays down on Concord's chest, paying little mind to the mess there. Ali has worked up a sweat and he's quite tired now, he's going to need a break before he can do anything else. Still he hasn't pulled himself out of Concord quite yet. He feels too comfortable like this, resting his cheek on Concord's chest.]

Mmm...

[He doesn't have words yet, but that is a hum of approval from him. Sex is good, he could definitely get used to this.

Idly one of Ali's hands seeks out Concord's, trying to lace their fingers together. He's feeling a bit clingy now that he's in a post-orgasm haze.]

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[A long, satisfied sigh escapes Concord as Ali falls forward onto him. This is exactly what he wanted, and he looks so blissfully content to have it. Ali's heat inside him, filling him, and his weight down over top of him. Concord feels completely at ease, more relaxed than he's perhaps ever felt. His legs slack, shivering just a bit as Ali remains pushed inside, but he doesn't want him to pull away just yet. This is too good as it is, no need to rush from the moment. Lingering here is nice.

Concord reaches a hand to card through Ali's sticky, dark hair, pushing some of it back behind an ear. Just when he does so, Ali takes his hand and their fingers lace together. Concord squeezes them briefly curling his hand with Ali's to rest slack on his chest beside the dragon's head. It's cute how each bob of Concord catching his breath causes Ali to rise and fall over top of him. Concord would let him stay their all night if it wasn't such a mess between them...

And he didn't still want to get fucked again. They can rest for a while before getting back to that, however. He lets the silence stretch out before asking, quiet and with a cheeky little smile, so it's definitely a deliberate joke this time,]

... amicable? [as if this is even in question]

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Very.

[He's sure of that much at least. 10/10, would do again. Possibly even in the morning, after some rest to regain his energy. That would be a fun way to wake Concord up. Maybe Concord will give him some more gentle touches like he just has, those feel quite nice indeed. And it's not like there's any reason they can't continue to get messy, they haven't had a bath yet.

Speaking of cleaning up, Ali is far too comfortable laying on top of Concord. His limbs feel heavy and moving anything feels like such a pain. Ali is content to stay right here, head resting on Concord's chest, rising and falling with each of Concord's breaths.

...he is starting to feel sticky though. And without the heat of sex, all of that sweat on him is starting to feel a little cold. The stone walls of the castle are good at keeping the heat of summer out, but that means it can be a little chilly at night. How annoying.

His brow furrows, and he looks a little put-out as he speaks.]

We should probably clean up and get under the covers.

[He makes no moves to start doing that. Because he's being lazy still.]

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That would be a waste. [a states rather flatly, his usual stoicism slowly returning... or it might seem at first. He can't help that little smirk still on his face. The half lidded eyes and general ease in his tone give him away too easily.]

I want at least one more round. Two if you can muster the stamina.

[making a challenge of this has worked in the past, why not now? The hand of his that isn't laced up with Ali's is at the dragon's back. His fingers trail lightly up and down Ali's spine, bouncing up and down as they follow the subtle protrusions there. It's an unrushed gesture, happy to lay back and play with Ali until he's caught his breath.]

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[Ali lets out a soft 'tch' sound at that blatant attempt to goad him. It works, but he's still going to point out that Concord is being obvious.]

'Two if you can muster the stamina.' That's easy for you to say, I did all the work! I'd like to see you try to do it several times in a row if you were doing most of the effort.

[And then, a moment later, Ali realizes his mistake and he looks more annoyed than before.]

Though knowing you, you probably could, you damn stallion.

[Yes, he's bellyaching. No, he doesn't want to stop having sex. He's just like this.]

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[Concord seems to be thoughtfully considering this, before answering bluntly]

I could ride you, if you wished to lay back.

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[For a moment, Ali looks like he is going to argue that. It certainly would be like him to just take the contrary side on principle. But before he can speak, he has second thoughts about it and considers it. It would be good to show Concord how exhausting it can be on top, and if Concord gets tired too then Ali can hold it over him with an 'I told you so.'

And, you know. They would get to keep having sex too.]

...well. Alright. If you think you can keep up. It's not as easy as I made it look.

[And then he's trying to nudge Concord into rolling over with him, so they can swap positions. The bed isn't huge, but it should be big enough for them to roll over if they're careful about it.]

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P, pull out of me, first, Ali... [he says with some exasperation, but he got fucked hard enough the first time he's still sensitive. Concord was giving Ali a break! They don't need to get right back to it right away...

But the idea he already enticed Ali into more is a good one. He does want to keep going, he does want to come again, and he does want to see Ali writhing beneath him from his efforts to please.

Concord won't expect the shiver that goes through his body when Ali slips out of him. He's in awe of what a mess even just one time going at is made, mostly of him...]

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What, can't move with it in?

[He's trying to sound cheeky, but Concord is actually right here and he will pull out before they switch up their positions. He's feeling a little oversensitive right now, and he winces a little as he rolls onto his back. His thigh and calf muscles are definitely complaining about getting that much use. He'll have to find ways to work those muscles to prepare for future evenings.

Soon enough he's on his back, and he's trying his best to not think of the absolute mess they're leaving over themselves and Ali's bedspread. He's definitely going to have to wash it tomorrow.

But since Concord is supposed to be riding him, he doesn't spread his legs apart like Concord had. Instead, he lays down flat for the moment to let Concord sit as he pleases. He'll move himself around in a moment, once he sees how Concord is going to do this.]

You know, if you need to refer to the book, it's in my top drawer there.

[He's Helping.]

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[Ali pulls away and rolls onto his back, but Concord isn't jumping overtop of him. Not just yet, at least, especially not with Ali giving him sass. He merely rolls onto his side, facing the dragon, resting down onto one of his own arms. His free arm reaches out and cups Ali's cock and balls in his broad hand. He rubs Ali with his palm, teasing his sack before wrapping fingers around his dick to lightly stroke him.]

All I need is your cock to be hard. I think I got it, beyond that. [he's sure the man is still feeling sensitive, but that will probably only turn him on quicker at this point. Concord is willing to take it slow and be more at the lead this time around. Maybe he'll get to see Ali become the impatient one...]

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[It's a good thing they hadn't cleaned up yet, because it means there's still a slickness to Ali's dick. He's sensitive to the touch and hisses a little when Concord touches him, but he settles down quickly and doesn't argue to being stroked. He shifts a little in place though, angling his hips more towards Concord so he can reach more easily.]

So you're going to tease me until you're satisfied now?

[He does need the attention to get as rock-hard as he was before though, so Concord has the right idea despite Ali's protests. Ali is indeed impatient when he's on the receiving end of anything though, and he finds himself laying an arm over his forehead from a need to just do something instead of laying there like a dead fish. He's tempted to touch Concord more but he's waiting a bit to see what Concord does now that he's in control of the situation.

The light touches are nice and not too much, and they're stirring interest in Ali once more. Concord will be able to feel Ali grow firmer in his hand.]

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Yes.

[Simple and firm, but Concord has that slightly smile of his to say it. It's starting to look more natural on his face, less uncommon. His long, silvery white eyelashes are much more noticeable when he's giving proper bedroom eyes to go along with the expression.

Concord move his free arm around Ali's shoulder and cradles the man's head in his palm. He leans in to kiss him again on the lips, slower and more teasing this time. If that's what Ali is saying works, then he's encouraged to go for it, right? His hand on Ali's cock wraps around him once he's hard enough to stroke, but he keeps it slow, grip loose and almost lazy about it. They're in no rush...]

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[It's a look that makes a shiver run down Ali's spine. He's going to get possessive over Concord, he's sure of it. And not just as another bit of silver to add to his collection either.

This feels so much more intimate, with how he's being held and teased but treated like something precious at the same time. He's not fragile, but a part of him likes being treated this way. For someone who's gone through solitude like he has, a little bit of warmth can go a long way to earning his undying loyalty. And Ali finds himself giving in fully, leaning in to Concord to wrap his arms loosely around the man's shoulders and hold onto him while they kiss. He groans into it, and he rocks his hips slowly against Concord's hand as it strokes him.

Compared to how quickly they got worked up last time, taking it slow feels nice. Even if Ali is getting teased, he thinks he likes this kind of teasing.]

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[Concord is going to take his time, do what he can to savor this. There's obvious appeal to getting caught up in their passions, in a fever pitch of desire. That was how this kept happening, right? Sparking one another with something and then needing to get off. Now, it's more measured and that's good too. Surprisingly good, slow and tender. Ali reaches for him and pulls him all the more into an embrace.

He continues to bob his hand over Ali, rubbing his thumb at the tip of his cock to spread more of his precum. Ali is still slick from before, but Concord will grab the oil again before he's ready to mount himself over the dragon's cock. He's also growing stiff, kissing Ali again makes him so eager for more. Their tongues dance off one another and lips press together with an urgency the rest of the act lacks in.

Ali is going to be possessive of him... and Concord is going to become dedicated. The unicorn is know foremost for his loyalty. He really gives everything of himself once he's gotten attached. Most find it noble, he fears if he was a mortal man it would be seen as clinging, desperate to lose the goodness and warmth allotted to him. He grasps into Ali's hair just a bit firmer, not pulling at the strands, but holding him in place to continue to kiss]

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[Dancing around their feelings is quickly becoming a habit for the two of them, and it will take ages for Ali to admit that he actually likes Concord. He has to figure it out for himself still, that his feelings aren't just 'it's hot when we argue and fuck each other'. Maybe a few more goes at it will get him to admit the truth.

Ali lets out a high-pitched whine at having his hair held onto like that, and his fingertips dig into Concord's back. He's stuck in place but not at the same time, and it's making his skin itch with how much he wants to just move. Or, if he's being honest, he wants Concord to move.

Ali's impatience gets the better of him eventually, and he breaks their kiss for a moment to hiss out some words between sharp breaths.]

Are you trying to make me come again from just touching?

[His words are a bit pointed, aimed at goading Concord a bit. Ride him, he silently urges with his fierce gaze.]