Bakmah heard snoring as he stirred, it bringing unease to him. His eyes popped open and he stared at the mare he was holding, the one that was snoring. The drake could not figure out why this felt so weird to him until a small thought trickled into his mind.

This was the first time he woke up before Daemon.

This brought a slight smile to his lips. It was also the only time he has seen her sleeping naturally, not counting the time she passed out when he had to kill one of her bodies so she could change. He lifted a claw and stroked her cheek, not thinking until it was too late that he might wake her.

But he didn’t. Daemon stayed still and her breathing didn’t even falter. Bakmah was thinking how heavy a sleeper she really was when he shifted, gasping and nearly gripping the mare. He looked down to find that he had stayed hard and in the mare the entire night. Bakmah started to pull out slowly but stopped at the tip, his thought from earlier came back.

He knew that even if Daemon were to wake up during the act, she wouldn’t be angry and this would be a good test of how heavy a sleeper she was. Bakmah placed a claw on the mare’s flank, just atop her cutie mark before he pushed back into Daemon. The dragon let out a pant as he hilted in the mare, holding her still so she wouldn’t shake.

Having been inside the mare all night had made him a bit more sensitive and Daemon had a strange warmth and dryness from not being aroused. The mare had just enough moistness to allow him to slide in and out slowly, and he did just that. Bakmah realized after a few pumps into the mare that he was not going to last very long due to all of this.

Still, Bakmah kept his pace up, loving every inch of his sleeping lover’s marehood that stroked his member. The dragon was surprised that his ministrations had yet to even stir the mare. She still laid there asleep as when he had just woke up.

Bakmah bared his teeth as he felt pressure building in his loins, having to keep himself from slamming into the mare as he released his seed into the snoring mare. It was just after his second spurt that he felt the mare begin moving underneath his claws.

Bakmah tensed as a sense of panic filling him, like being caught with his claw in a cookie jar. It only faded when the mare laid still and didn’t move anymore. Bakmah sighed in relief, his cum now only coming out in a trickle.

“Bakksy...did you just rutt me while I was sleeping?”

"No?"

“Are you really going to tell me that when I just felt you cum inside me?”

"Yes?"

“If you keep lying to me, Bakmah, I will make it to where you can’t get off for a month and you can bet your tight little ass I will take full advantage of that.”

"I couldn't help it." admitted Bakmah.

“Why not?”

"Would you be able to help it if you woke up with a hard on inside your lover?" Asked Bakmah with a small grin.

“I guess not.” Daemon flicked one of her ears, but still didn’t move otherwise. “Did you enjoy it?”

"Of course." He nuzzled her. "Why shouldn't I?"

“Because I was not as wet as I usually am. I didn’t know if it was more enjoyable for you than usual.”

"I would have loved it better if you were awake, but oh well."

“Oh well?” Daemon pulled off of the drake before her horn lit up. Bakmah felt himself being pushed on his back by her magic. Before he could even ask what she was doing, he felt Daemon’s marehood press against his lips. “Your cum has made me a bit horny. I know there won’t be any problems taking care of your mare now that you have been satisfied, I am correct?”

Bakmah snaked out his tongue and gave her slit a lick, humming in response. “Good.” Daemon moved to a more comfortable position that gave Bakmah more room to work. “Now go on. It’s rude to keep a lady waiting.” Bakmah hummed as he grabbed her flanks in his claws on the mares flank as he inserted his tongue into her slit, enjoying the mix of their fluids...

"Hey Daemon, I kinda want apologize because I accidently broke...the...lab...door..." The couple turned to find a blushing Lilian in the doorway.

“Lilian! You left Snuffy before she woke!” The dragoness hybrid bound up next to the embarrassed drake, nuzzling against his side. “Why are you in Dae...” Snuffy froze just like Lilian when her eyes discovered Daemon and Bakmah. The purple unicorn just chuckled and smacked the dragon under her on the side of his face with her tail.

“I don’t believe you’ve made me cum yet...” Bakmah tore his eyes away and looked back up at Daemon before remembering his task beforehand. Hesitantly, the drake went back to inserting his tongue into the mare, moaning as he rubbed his claws on her flank.

Lilian became aware of Snuffy’s body pressing slightly against his, though her eyes never left Daemon and Bakmah. “Snuffy has read of mating acts like this, but never has she experienced it. Is it an enjoyable way to mate?”

"I-I'm not sure. I never tried it." said Lilian, his eyes never leaving his brother.

“They look like they like doing it. Snuffy wouldn’t...she wouldn’t mind trying this way out if her mate wanted to as well.”

"Well, um, should we do it here or should we head back to our room?" Both of them were suddenly pulled fully into the room before the door shut behind them.

“That fixes that problem.” said Daemon, just before moaning.

"Well, um..." Lilian shifted. "H-How do you want to do this?"

“Why not just follow our lead?” Daemon sat up, grinding her marehood hard against Bakmah’s mouth. “You two are so innocent, it’s cute.”

"No, we're not." mumbled Lilian as he looked around the room. "So what, you guys get a comfy bed and we get the floor?"

“I don’t mind if you want to share the bed. It’ll be a little tight but isn’t that for the best?”

"Well..." Lilian looked near the end of the bed, there barely being enough room for the two of them to fit. He gave a sigh before making his way over to it, Snuffy not far behind. "It's something, at least." he mumbled as he laid down.

“No no no. Don’t lay at the end of the bed like some dog.” Daemon watched as Snuffy was hesitant to even come too near the bed. “There is more room next to us than there is down.” Daemon’s tail swished across Bakmah’s face. “You’re not paying attention, Bakksy. You need to focus on your task then paying more attention to what’s happening with your brother and Snuffy. I could do a better job of getting myself off right now.” Daemon poked the dragon in the belly. “And after that stunt you pulled earlier, you’re lucky I am even letting you do this.”

"You loved it and you know it." said Bakmah as he pulled away for a second before diving back in, shoving his entire tongue in her without a moments thought. He purred as he rolled his tongue around inside her, exploring her depths.

Lilian mumbled as he crawled around so that he laid down next to his brother. He lifted himself up so that he could see Snuffy. "You coming over?" He said over the moans of Daemon.

“Snuffy...” The hybrid eyed Daemon. “She...feels strange of the situation. Do...do pairings usually mate in groups like this?”

"Yes. They are sometimes called an orgy." said Lilian, shifting slightly. Snuffy nodded and slowly crawled on top of Lilian. She examined Daemon a moment before turning around on Lilian, laying her tail by his head and sitting lightly on his chest.

“Is Snuffy right so far?”

“Yup.” Daemon said with a hum, moving her hips along with Bakmah’s ministrations. “Now, you would suck on his penis while he licked you. Like this.” Daemon leaned down, wrapping her lips around Bakmah’s cock. She took half of his length into her mouth before pulling back up and leaning back against Bakmah’s mouth. “That is how this would usually go, but Bakksy is in trouble.”

Lilian blinked as he turned to his brother. "The hell did you do to not get suck off?"

“He decided to have some fun with me while I was still asleep.” Daemon answered for the dragon, since it was rude to talk with your mouth full.

Lilian blinked. "You are a desperate bastard." said the drake with a shake of his head. He laid back down and placed his claws on either side of Snuffy's flanks, getting a gasp from her. "You ready?"

“Y-yes.” She didn’t look nervous but her voice was a bit shaky. She laid across him and lifted her tail, her sex moist with arousal. She softly placed a claw on Lilian’s member, staring at its tip. “Does Snuffy start first or do we start at the same time?”

“Let him start. I doubt he wants you to have his cock in your mouth before you get used to it and bite down. That being said, make sure you watch your teeth. Oh! And that potion shouldn’t have worn off yet, Lili, so warn her before you cum or you’ll choke her.” Daemon purred. “Just a bit more, Bakksy.” Bakmah hummed as he began to massage her flanks.

"Alright." muttered Lilian as he snaked out his tongue, giving the sex in front of him a gentle lick. Snuffy gave out another gasp, visibly tensing as the tip of her tail thumped dangerously close beside Lilian’s head.

“That is...a new feeling for Snuffy.” The hybrid purred. The white drake chuckled as he started to massage her flanks. He brought her closer down to his muzzle, giving her slit another lick as he occasionally dipped inside. Sanufia moaned, her head leaning down until her nose bumped his member.

She remember this was a give and take position, taking the white dragon’s shaft into her mouth. She began to bob up and down with it, her rougher than normal tongue, thanks to her tiger side, brushing up against it occasionally.

Lilian moaned into her sex, his claws instinctively clenching against her flanks. He ran his tongue around her clit as he relaxed, feeling her claws dig into his thighs a bit before going back to his normal ministrations. He was glad it wasn’t her teeth, which was a big possibility in this.

Daemon suddenly let out a loud moan, grinding her marehood against Bakmah as she came. Lilian felt Snuffy flinch a bit when Daemon reached out and touch one of her wings. The unicorn pretty much sat on Bakmah’s face as she caught her breath.

"Is that better?" Asked Bakmah as he lifted her off his face and placed her on his chest.

“It’s a start.” Daemon giggled as she watched Snuffy suck Lilian off.

"Oh come on. I know for a fact that you enjoyed both acts." said the drake with a pout, turning to watch his brother mimic what he just got done doing, the white drake purring as he massaged the dragoness hybrid.

“How could I enjoy something I was asleep for? All I got out of that was feeling your cum in me and that just made me horny.” Daemon looked back at Bakmah with a grin, getting the drake’s attention before pointing at Lilian’s exposed ass with a wink.

Daemon got off of Bakmah, moving to put her muzzle next to Lilian’s before licking at Snuffy’s sex with him. This got more moans from Snuffy but it more importantly blocked Lilian’s view of anything else.

Bakmah shook his head as he got up onto his knees. He crawled around behind Lilian, straddling his tail as he lined himself up with Lilian's used ass. The drake took a deep breath before pushing forwards and inside the older drake.

Lilian gave a surprise scream as he bucked his hips upward in shock. This was nearly a grave mistake, as Lilian could feel the tip of Snuffy’s teeth start to dig into his member. He was glad that the hybrid had quick reflexes. Snuffy opened her mouth wide, taking in his entire length into her mouth and keeping it there.

"Well, that was an unexpected result." said Bakmah as he started to pump into the white drake. "Oh well, as long as there was no severe results." Snuffy looked up with a weird glint in her eyes. She lifted a claw and put it on Bakmah’s waist, stopping him before pulling off Lilian’s member with a growl.

“What are you doing with Snuffy’s mate?” The hybrid said sharply as her claws began to dig into Bakmah as she pushed on him.

"I-I w-was having sex....with...him....Daemon, her claws are very close to my dick." said Bakmah with a gulp.

“Neither Snuffy nor Lilian gave you permission.” Daemon just giggled as Snuffy glared at Bakmah. “You do not touch either without permission.” Snuffy’s claws scraped lower against his scales as he snarled at him.

"I am not allowed to touch my own brother who I have not seen for many millennia?" Asked the drake, quickly casting protective spells over his valuables.

“Not like this. Snuffy does not like you trying to mate with her own without permission!” Daemon just looked over to Lilian with a grin.

“You enjoying this as much as me?”

"Depends if you are enjoying my brother about to get neutered or him almost balls deep in me." said Lilian as he kept his eyes on the scene before him.

“A combination of both. But does Bakmah have permission to be balls deep in you, Lili?”

Lilian bit his lip as he looked over at his brother, the younger drake nearly sweating as he mentally said his last words to his junk. "I-I did not like getting entered without my consent." said the white drake with a gulp.

"I hate you." mouthed Bakmah, with tears in his eyes. Snuffy let out small roar as she swiped with her claws, but only caught air as Bakmah was quickly jerked back and thrown to the floor by Daemon’s magic. Snuffy just stared at the dragon on the floor before moving to run her tongue over her mate’s violated hole tenderly, as if it was a wound.

Bakmah let out a shaky breath as he bent himself over, hugging his lower half as if it was about be taken from him. "Never again." muttered the drake as he slowly rocked himself.

Daemon jumped off the bed and trotted over to sit next to Bakmah. “This is a good lesson for you. While I am very much open to sexual things, other might not be as accepting if you just help yourself.” Bakmah just huffed, hugging his lower half tighter. Daemon laughed as she poked at Bakmah. “You can’t just go sticking that thing where you please. I might not be there next time things get so...dicey.”

Bakmah gave a low growl as he scooted away from the mare. “Oh come on, Bakksy. No need to act so pouty.” Daemon turned her rear to him and raised her tail. “If you’re that grouchy about it, you could always take my ass instead.”

The drake looked up at her with a blank look before lifting his claw and snapping, disappearing from the room. Daemon sighed. “It’s like taking care of a little foaling.” Daemon walked over and propped her front on the bed. “Am I allowed to take Lili’s ass, Snuffy?”

“If Snuffy’s mate doesn’t mind, neither does she.” Snuffy gave a lick around the base of Lilian’s member.

"No, you may not." said Lilian, peeking from around Snuffy's flank. "Knowing him, he is not pissed because he did not get any."

“I know why he is mad. I also know that I will only make him more angry if I pursue him right now. He needs to calm down a bit and think about what has happened and what I have said.” Daemon reached over and rubbed Snuffy’s nose, getting a soft purr in return.

"As long as he doesn't do anything stupid in the mean time. I've seen him when he gets into pissy fits. I remember seeing the bills we had to pay to fix damages and the occasional hospital trip for some poor soul that got in the way." Lilian shook his head. "Sweet at heart but holds too much of his negative emotions in for his health. Ironic considering what he is a god of."

“I have no fears about my things. He knows I would not be the least bit happy with him if he destroyed any of my things. And I hope he would know that any punishments I would give him in that case would be serious ones and not anything sexual.”

"We can only hope." said Lilian with a sigh, letting his head fall back. "So....what exactly should we do while we wait?"

“Whatever you two want. The day is free for the both of you so take advantage of it.” Daemon conjured a small bag of bits, setting it on Lilian just under his shaft. “Here are some bits for you Snuffy.” Daemon said with a soft smile.

"What are you going to do then?" Asked Lilian, massaging Snuffy's flanks.

“Well, if you two are going to continue, I hope you wouldn’t mind me atleast watching. But if you would rather be alone, I would probably go to Ponyville for a bit before going to Bakksy.”

"I would appreciate if we were left alone for this."

“Then I will see you two later, or not.” said Daemon before disappearing.

Bakmah took a deep breath as he slowly opened his eyes. Down below him laid the remains of his lab. Beakers, test tubes, scrolls, and shards of his wooden furniture. He looked up in time to see the wisp of black flame disappear from his head.

The drake sighed as he slid down the side of his head, turning to the side a bit as he tried to avoid the scar that ran across the face. Once he touched ground, he stepped back to examine his body in full.

Scars from years gone by, including a darkened one in his chest, were scattered along his body. His scales were nearly black from years of never having been properly cleaned or taken care of, even his claws looked dull and would have trouble cutting through anything.

That was only what he could see. There was still organs that might fail, the dark orb was probably out of date by a millennia or two, and his lungs probably were full of dust. He shuddered at the thought of how much food the stomach needed at the moment.

"You don't seem to take care of it too much." said a voice from seemingly nowhere.

"I still beat you in it, didn't I?" Said Bakmah, turning around to find a transparent red drake with green spines, his eyes blood red. "And didn't I tell you not to enter my sub consciences?"

Wraythe chuckled. "I'm the oldest and you are my younger brother. Greed and death will not change that." The drake walked up next to him and looked over the body. "I sensed you are pissed at your current mate." He casted his gaze to the wreckage. "And I can see it, as well."

"It's nothing." muttered Bakmah as he charged up his magic, focusing it on the scar right below his left eye.

"Baks, you we all know what you look like when it is 'something', and this has something written on it as well as the walls." Bakmah turned to find that he managed to destroy his extra body in his rage. The younger drake sighed as he sat down, still keeping his magic going.

"It's just..." He sighed. "She seemed like she was playing with me. I know she does it once and awhile, but this time she knew the exact results and my dick was on the line. She acted like it was nothing and I shouldn't be phased by it. I mean, I am putting my literal physical and mental well being on the line for her, for us, and this is what I get. So, I got extremely horny,tell me it doesn't happen to all of us." The drake fell back against the floor, staring at the scar as it slowly disappeared and put brand new scales in its place.

"And is this the proper way one should act?" Asked Wraythe. "I watched you and you acted a lot like a little dragon hatchling who didn't get his candy. I should know because I had to deal with five of those faces." said the elder dragon with a smirk.

"I wasn’t thinking." admitted Bakmah, sighing. "Either I think and over analyze something and get in trouble or I don't think and get myself in trouble anyways." He grabbed onto his legs. "I've done it countless times in this relationship and had to pay the consequences."

"Then learn from that." The red drake stood up. "Learn how to think without over analyzing the situation, learn to act appropriately without thinking. Learn when it is right to teleport off and destroy your shit." Bakmah blushed. "You may be four thousand, but you are still a young dragon in our race, in this life. You still have much to learn.

Bakmah looked up at the dead brother with a weak smile. "It's almost hard to believe that the dragon who the last time we met we were trying to kill each other is now giving me advice."

"I'm the older brother. It's my job." Wraythe attempted to pat the younger drake on the back, succeeding in passing straight through him. "Well, that's odd." The drake shook his head. "I need to head out. It's hard enough to talk to you as it is."

"Just don't be a stranger." said Bakmah as the elder dragon faded away. Bakmah gave a weary sigh as he stared up at the ceiling. It was due to this, though, that he did not see the two hooves emerge from the earth under him before tightly wrapping themselves around one of his legs.

"What the hell?!" Bakmah jumped, staring at the hooves for a second. "Coming through the ground is not fair. I can't put wards on dirt." Daemon popped her head out of the ground, shaking loose dirt from her mane as she laughed.

“It is a strength of mine that has been the downfall of many strong foes. They protected themselves from attacks from all sides and even above. Not once did they think I would rise from the earth below their feet.”

"Well, at least I know to get metal flooring then." said Bakmah, sticking his tongue out at her. He sighed as he looked up at his body, finding the scar he was working on gone. He transferred his magic over to his chest next.

“Metal is also born from the earth, Bakksy. The only difference is that you could place wards on it.” Daemon began pulling herself from the ground. “Did you have a nice chat?”

"Only you would know of every conversation I have." said the drake with a roll of his eyes. "And I did."

“That’s good.” Daemon brushed off her tail before looking up at him. “And only you think I would be fool enough not to know of everything that happens in my dwelling.” Daemon grabbed his claw and placed it on the spot she came up at. “I could feel you talking through the vibrations in the ground.”

"Goes to show how unpracticed I am with the elements I control." said Bakmah, laying back on the ground. "I can't do nothing outside of bend the elements I inherited."

“Sometimes, that is all that is needed of them.” Daemon closed her eyes, the feel of thick magic thrumming through the air before she plunged her hoof into the ground. Immediately, grass and bright flowers sprung up around her hoof, giving a bit of colour and life to the dull dirt flooring. “If you do more than just that, you can find yourself relying solely one one element where other can only prevail.” She twisted her hoof, causing the greenery to brown and wilt. “As far as the planet is concerned, I can give it life or bring death to it. I can make beautiful forests, lush with fruit. Or I could make desolate wastelands where nothing can survive. That being said, I cannot control the wind or rain, nor can I the sun, all of which brings longevity to the life I can give. I need those because constantly giving the plants magical life wears the overall life of the planet and would burn it out before long. Do you understand what I am trying to say?”

"Not...really." said Bakmah, trying to digest what was dumped on him.

“You need multiple aspects to bring success, because relying on one blunt way will only get you so far, Bakksy.”

"Doesn't mean I asked for five elements to be dumped on me." said the drake with a shake of his head. "I was content with just God of Health, having beings coming to me for help during sickness. I didn't ask to be able to command the fire, water, air, earth, or even the god damned heavens above us." He put his head in his claws. "I can't do seven things at once."

“Who is asking you to?” Daemon raised a brow at the drake.

"What else am I to do? I can't just go dump an element on someone and tell them to control the waters, or tell them to bend the air, keep the fire, move the earth, watch the heavens? I doubt there is hardly anyone alive that can take the mantle of these things, except Lilian but he gave it up for a reason."

“Then you are hardly searching. I know and have known a great many who would be worthy of such things. I have found them and did not even search for them, yet...” Daemon frowned.

“Bakmah, I am confused of you and your kin and how they are Gods. Take me for example. You say one of your brothers was the God of earth, yet I am the earth given form. I do not have a god to answer to, nor do Celestia and Luna. How can there be a God of the earth if the earth herself knows of no god over her?”

"Elements, Daemon." said Bakmah simply. "They controlled the elements. And father controlled the heavens, the life past ours. He watched over it. Me and Thera were something different. I could heal almost any wound and cure every disease. Thera could come up with the solution to any problem in seconds. We represented Health and Knowledge." The drake shook his head. "God was a term we called ourselves because we knew of no one higher. None of us knew earth had a given form, so we thought we were higher beings. At least, everyone else did."

“And they treated you like gods so you took on the mantle.” Daemon nodded before a sort of melancholy look was seen in her eyes. “Bakksy...Are you afraid of me? Afraid of what I am?”

"There are moments." admitted Bakmah, staring at the ceiling. "Moments where the power I feel overwhelms a dragon who grew up believing he was the son of the most powerful being alive only to find out the most powerful was 'born' long before he was created."

“Galleon was never afraid of me. It didn’t matter how angry I got or what I did, he still laughed at me, calling me petty when he thought I was being so. It is what I admired about him the most. It’s also what pissed me off about him the most.” Daemon sighed. “We would butt heads all the time and laugh about it afterwards. He would never give ground on things he believed was right. It was also what got him killed. He was very good with a blade but he was only mortal and time is unforgiving to mortals.”

"I always liked to see time as being fair to them. It is us who are forced to live until we are killed or what we represent dies off. We have no choice but watch those around us grow, live, die." The drake sighed. "Even if I never killed her, I would have still watched her die. More slowly, though."

Daemon shivered. “Be glad you didn’t watch her go that way. I was greatly saddened by Galleon’s death, but it was Starsoul’s that almost tore me apart. Knowing that there was nothing you could do as you sat back and watched that flame of life inside her slowly growing weaker and weaker until it went out...”

"Hey now." said Bakmah as he sat up. "I can promise you that you won't experience that with me and our child. I won't leave unless it is with a hole in my chest....a different hole and not the one where my heart is."

Daemon smiled. “I will hold you to that, Bakmah. And I hope we do find a solution to this problem of mine. I would enjoy having a child with you.”

"As long as there aren't anymore attempts on my baby maker." said the drake with a chuckle. "Overreacted a bit too much, but I have a tendency to act without thought."

“I will not promise you anything except that I will not have you harmed like that, even if it was I who put you in those situations. I knew exactly how Snuffy would react, but I was hoping you would know how to take care of the problem or maybe even avoid the problem to begin with. A simple apology and pulling out of Lilian would have been enough to calm her down. You did neither. Instead, you tried to show dominance over her and her new mate, even if you didn’t mean to.”

"And I nearly got my dick taken off because I didn't think. Yes yes, it's a speech I heard too many fucking times to count, and not just from you." said the drake with a sigh.

“There is more to it than just that blunt lesson though. I do think spending so much time around me and my...ways has had a negative impact. Earlier has proved this.”

"It wouldn't have mattered if I spent all my time with you or hardly even seen you once, it still would have happened. Similar almost happened, it was just an over possessive dragoness and not a hybrid sleeping with my brother."

“I still think being around me has made you too...loose with sexual activities. You didn’t even think twice before trying to have sex with another that is in a separate relationship.”

"Then what do you plan on doing?" Asked Bakmah with a sigh.

“I am not sure. I have never encountered a problem like this before. That, and I thought you would have been able to solve the situation you had gotten into...”

"Well, I didn't. I was insanely horny then and still am now, even after I got off." said the drake as he flopped to the ground.

“I gave you a chance to fix that problem and you ran off.”

"And I told you that I already got off and it didn't matter. Usually, I don't need to cum twice."

“But it’s still nice when you can, right?”

"I meant I shouldn't be horny after one and will welcome extras." deadpanned the drake. "I was just more annoyed than usual today."

“I suppose I am to blame for that. I am sorry.” Daemon laid down, curling up and yawning. “Strange...”

"What?"

“I am tired...”

"That shouldn't be happening." said Bakmah as he got up. "And what do you mean it was your fault?"

“My fault you got annoyed. I was being a bit harsher earlier than usual.”

"I guess I'm not too mad at that." He shifted. "Though, unless you had something to do with me being ten times hornier than normal, then we might have a problem."

“I don’t have anything to do with your hornyness. That is all on you.” Daemon laid her head on her hooves. “I am unusually tired and you unusually horny...I wonder what it means...”

"It means we are either going insane or something else obscene." said the drake with a sigh.

“You say that as if I were sane to begin with.” Daemon chuckled as she watched Bakmah. “So...what are you doing? Just repairs?”

"Repairs, and connecting it back to the five elements once I finish all that." He sighed. "Like I said the last time, that will take a month, at least."

“So interesting.” Daemon smiled as she kept her gaze on the dragon. “Do you also alway keep your lab in such a state?”

"Only on Tuesdays." said the drake as he looked around the wreckage. "I need to get this cleaned soon..."

“That would be recommended. I lost one of my projects in the backroom from leaving the door unlocked and it enjoys environments like this.”

"And why didn't you lock the door, then?"

“You really wanted your brother locked in there?”

"Unless you have immortals stashed away, all we have to do is check the next day if I need to heal him."

“I am not sure. I doubt any of them are immortal. I just assumed your brother wouldn’t have appreciated being locked in somewhere he isn’t familiar with.”

"Meh, he is a big boy." said Bakmah with a shrug.

“Well then. I think I will take a little nap right here as you work. No trying to rutt me while I am not awake this time.”

"I won't." The drake kissed her forehead. "I'll see you when you wake up."

“Indeed. Wake me if I am still asleep...”

"Still asleep when?"

“When you finish what you plan on doing in here today.”

"Preferred method of waking up?" Asked Bakmah with a smirk.

“Anything that doesn’t involve a cock in any of my holes.” Daemon chuckled.

"Kill joy." pouted the drake. Daemon just shrugged as she kept watching him.

“You saw how well that worked out for you earlier.”

"Not my fault you can sleep through sex."

“What I can and can’t do is not in question though. Shouldn’t you be paying attention to your work?”

"Not really." Bakmah moved to a torn wing. "There is no consequence if I keep going after the wound is healed."

“Other than wasted time and energy. That can mean all the difference in some situations.”

The drake stuck his tongue out. "Aren't you supposed to be asleep?"

“I am, but you keep speaking with me.”

"And you keep answering." Bakmah moved to another part of the wing. Daemon said no more but Bakmah could still feel her eyes on him. "If you sleep with your eyes open, I swear I will start making sure you have a sleep mask on." The only noise he got from the mare was a soft giggle. It was obvious she was going to watch him until she actually fell asleep.

The drake shook his head as he focused on the task ahead of him. He made sure he fixed each scratch, cut, and scar on both wings before he went and worked on the rest of the body. It was three hours later by the time he finished on the other side of the body.

"Lets hope she got some sleep." muttered the drake as he made his way around to where Daemon had been. The unicorn was laying there, head on her hooves as her sides slowly rose and fell. Her eyes were closed and by all appearances, she was asleep.

The drake crouched next to her, smiling softly as he shook her lightly. "Come on now, I've finished what I needed to do." All he got from her was a slight growl and her curling up tighter. "You must be really tired." He shook her a bit harder. "Come on now."

Daemon opened one eye and stared at him for a moment. “I am sleeping...” Her voice was a bit muffled from her muzzle being under her hooves. “Leave me alone. I was having a good dream.” The drake sighed as he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.

"Come on, let's get you to a proper bed." said the drake. He snapped, the door reappearing on the wall and all the wreckage from earlier disappearing. He made note to prepare for a pissed Celestia knocking on his door after she senses multiple objects being destroyed by her sun.

“You don’t leave me alone and I’ll make you into a proper bed.”

"Oh hush, we are right across the hall from our room." said the drake with a roll of his eyes. Daemon just closed her eye again and went limp.

“You’re mean.”

"Not all the time." said Bakmah with a chuckle. "I promise to let you sleep as long as you want, as long as you are awake in the morning." The drake pushed open the door out into the hall and made sure to close it behind him as he went into the room opposite of his lab.

“And what exactly do you think you’ll do if I plan on sleeping through the morning?”

"Then I shall carry you out of the room and get you to do something."

“Assuming I would wake up.”

"Oh, I'll find way...." Bakmah grinned as he set her on the bed. Daemon quickly grabbed the blanket and rolled up in it, leaving none for him.

“If you try and rutt me again while I am sleeping, I will take away your genitalia completely.”

"And here I thought you wanted foals." The drake made his way over to the door. "Besides, I'm not waking up balls deep in you, so the chances are very slim."

“I didn’t say it would be permanent, but it would be a long time before you could get yourself off again. I didn’t really like what you did, you know?”

"I know, I know. I got the hint when I had no way to get off." said the drake with a roll of his eyes. "Like I said, unless I wake up balls deep, it won't happen again."

“Good...now I am not tired...” The dragon blinked.

"But you just said you were!"

“And now I am not. You kept me up too long.”

"I...." The drake face clawed. "Alright. What now?"

“I don’t know. I didn’t plan anything special to do today.” Daemon squirmed under the covers. “ I am not sure...I don’t think I am hungry either.”

"We could always sit here and watch the paint dry." Said the drake sarcastically.

“I did that one year...now the world has Mandragoras...”

"The things you do when you are bored." said the drake with a shake of his head. "I have nothing to do except wait for Celestia to yell at me for using her sun as a garbage disposal."

“She will not come here. Not anymore. You will be waiting for a very long time.” Daemon began extracting herself from the covers. “We could...hmm. I can’t really think of anything to do.”

"You and me both." said the drake as he sat down. "And I'm still probably in trouble so that leaves town."

“We could go terrorize the village ponies again. It might be amusing.” Daemon picked the covers up and threw them at Bakmah.

"Celestia's statue or a table in the middle of the café?" Asked Bakmah with a laugh as he swatted away the sheets.

“I am not hor...” Daemon frowned. “I am not horny...”

"Why the hell am I the only horny one now?!" Shouted the drake in frustration, falling back onto the floor. "I did not fix your lust only to get it soon after." He felt Daemon jump down off the bed, laying on his tail with her head settling between his legs. Her warm, wet tongue ran across his sheath, trying to coax his member out.

“I do not have to be horny to satisfy you. I just would have to be to make a public display of it.” The drake moaned as his member began to unsheath.

"You do good enough job without making a display." His claws slowly ran through her mane. Daemon just smiled up at him, taking what she could of his cock into her mouth as it began to poke out.

Bakmah moaned, his claws pushing her head closer to his crotch as he began to slightly hump her face before he was even at full mast. He felt pure bliss as he felt her mouth encompass his growing member, her tongue playing along the underside of his shaft.

Bakmah saw Daemon’s horn glow before he felt her magic grip his balls. Before he had a chance to say anything, he felt a pleasing vibration spread through his junk(Dynamic Duo) that was complimenting his blow job perfectly.

Bakmah purred as he massaged the mare’s head. "Oh, I am loving this." purred the drake, laying back his head. Daemon moved Bakmah’s member to her cheek.

“I am glad you do.” She said past his colossal cock before going back to sucking him off. The drake only hummed as he felt the pressure rise in his loins. Bakmah groaned and the unicorn could feel his member twitch in her mouth. Just before he came, Daemon pulled her mouth off his cock and began stroking it with her hooves.

Her aim was true as the dragon released his seed, it flying in the air and landing right on the middle of his chest. “Bullseye!” The dragon groaned as he came, barely paying attention to the cum that was landing on his chest.

He looked down as he came back from his high, staring at the mass of white on his chest. "Seriously?"

“I was about to aim for your face so don’t get mouthy. I had to get some enjoyment out of that.”

"So you don't enjoy sucking off your lover?"

“I enjoy pleasing my lover, but I also enjoy teasing him as well. You make it so easy.” Daemon grinned, giving his member a little shake.

"Not fair that it is impossible to tease you." said the drake with a pout. He sighed as he snapped, making the cum disappear. "It's still there, just not as bad. So I guess it's better." Daemon moved up his body, giving his chest a couple licks.

“Better?”

"Well, it doesn't feel like I'm a mare in mid-heat as much." The drake stuck out his tongue as he pulled her closer to him.

“And how would you know what that feels like to begin with?” She poked his nose with her hoof.

"I was a dragoness more than once, well, a female in general."

“So you have not experienced heat as a mare.” Daemon grinned triumphantly. “Maybe I should make you?”

"Once a month as a dragoness was bad enough, please." groaned the drake.

“Then don’t make comments you don’t have full information about. It leads to askewed outlooks on things.”

"The point is I don't feel like I'm in heat as much anymore." said the drake with a huff.

“See. So easy.” Daemon laughed and squirmed out of his arms. “Do you still want to go on a walk around town?”

"I guess. I have it under control for now." said the drake as he stood. "Still don't know why the hell I'm in heat while in a male body, though."

“Yes. That does seem like just the strangest predicament, doesn’t it?” Daemon looked back at Bakmah with a slight smirk. “I wonder what could have done something like that.”

"You did this, didn't you?"

“I’ll tell you this. I don’t understand why you feel like you are in heat.”

"And yet you act like you know."

“Yes, I act like I do.”

"Not helping." said the drake with a glare. Daemon waved her tail back and forth.

“Bakksy, try to really think this through. I am not horny as much anymore and you are. What changes have been made that could have affected this?”

"I..." The drake frowned. "The only changes I remember is the memory of your 'birth' and your lust."

“Mhmm. You changed my lust and yours changed. You fix one of my memories...” Daemon let her voice trail off as she raised a brow.

"So I pretty much made you not horny by making me horny? Oh, that's just fucking perfect." The drake teleported onto the bed and flopped on top of it.

“That is a small part. I am actually worried more about what will happen to your memories if you fix mine, if anything will happen at all.”

"If I loose memories or they change, then I will just have to store the more improtant ones away. My childhood, the battle with my brothers, Amara and Elthin..." He smiled softly. "You. I will just have to store those away and just look at them when I need a reminder."

Daemon huffed. “That is not the point. I was wanting to know if there is any change in your memories that you can tell of right now.”

"I...I don't know." The drake frowned. "Everything is a bit hazy."

“Everything? What do you mean everything? There are some parts of my memories that are...not there, but nothing is hazy and most certainly not everything.”

"I mean, I can remember bits and pieces, but they are fuzzy and hard to understand. I can barely tell if this memory is from when I got my heart ripped out or that one time I...uh...may or may not have had sex with my sister. I know things happen, but barely."

“Then that throws out my theory entirely. What the hell is wrong with you, Bakksy?”

"I...." The drake curled up in a ball. "I don't know." He said softly.

Daemon climbed up on the bed and snuggled the dragon. “It’s alright. I am here for you, Bakksy. I also blame Lili for this.”

"Wh-Why him?" Asked the drake in a whisper, barely moving.

“Because I need someone to blame and he seems like good fodder. Don’t worry. I won’t really hurt him or anything...Do you think you might be getting sick?”

"I...I don't know. With so few of us, it is almost unheard for us to get sick and what getting sick means. The only one who probably knows is Dad...."

“Maybe a visit is in order then? I could go along with you if that would make you feel better.”

"I...I'm just scared that this is fatal." whispered the drake.

“Why would you think something like that?”

"Because we don't get sick!" Snapped the drake. His eyes widened as he realized what he had done, muttering apologies as he curled back into his ball.

“I get sick...” Daemon frowned as she watched the dragon. “It rarely happens, but I do get sick sometimes and come right out of it.”

"But you haven't represented health since you were born." said the drake softly. “I have been in perfect health all my life until now."

“Bakmah...You are acting like you are pregnant...”

"I can't get pregnant." muttered the drake. "You are infertile and you are the only male I have ever slept with."

“There was a definite mixing of fluids with your brother. Yes...pregnancy explains quite a few of your symptoms...”

"You're saying that I, a male, somehow got pregnant from my brother, another male, while we never had direct sex?"

“Well, he did cum in me and then you decided to rutt me afterwards. Both of your fluids were mixed together in the Mistress of Creation, after all. Could have been some latent magical effect or something.”

"But he rutted you in pony form, and I in dragon...." He trailed off. "They didn't need to be in the same hole, did they?"

"You still rutted me after he did in this body. His semen didn’t exactly have anywhere to go while this body was put away...”

The drake took a few deep breaths before stretching out. "We might as well talk to Dad. If he says I'm not sick and he doesn't know what is wrong....then I'll take a pregnancy test."

“Yes...I do think I will tag along. I wanna see his face when you try to tell him you may be pregnant.”

"You find this very amusing, don't you?" He asked, staring at Daemon.

“To a point.”

Bakmah shook his head as he reached out and touched her forehead. "Well, let's see how he will react."

Bakmah opened his eyes, finding himself in the starry expanse once again. He looked off into the distance to see his father aligning stars once again. "He's down there."

A voice that was very much not Daemon’s, but still familiar, sounded out from next to Bakmah. “What has happened?”

Bakmah jumped as he turned around, finding the beast from before next to him. "You? How in the world did you get here and not Daemon?"

The beast just turned her head to stare at the drake. “You.” Her face was still as expressionless as before as well as her voice. “How am I here?”

"I...I don't know. I tried to bring both me and Daemon to the spirit realm. However...." His voice trailed off.

“I am in Daemon’s spirit. You brought me here instead of her. I was busy.”

"I understand that, I didn't mean to pull you in here. Like I said, I tried to bring her and accidently got you." He sighed. "There goes my comfort. I can't even cast spells correctly." muttered the drake as he started to make his way towards the ancient dragon god. The beast got to her feet and began following Bakmah.

“Where is here? I am confused. I have not been outside of Daemon.”

"This is the spirit realm. The realm between life and death. This is where my kind go after we die, to watch over the living and the dead."

“This seems much emptier than Daemon’s soul. Are you sure this is where the living and dead are?”

"No. The living and dead do not reside here, only Dragon Gods who have died. The dead reside in the Heavens while the living reside on the planet and earth. As for why it is so empty, my father loves to keep his section as huge as can be to give him room to move and to adjust the sky as he sees fit."

The beast stopped dead in her tracks. “What...is a father?”

Bakmah froze. He slowly turned to face her. "You and Daemon don't have parents...." The drake took a deep breath. "All beings, except most celestial alicorns it seems, are born from a mother and father. A mother is a female who carries the child until he or she is born. In some cases, she lays the egg that the child would be hatched from.

"A father....he helps get the mother pregnant. He is meant to protect his family from all dangers and be a guiding light for his sons, and in some cases, his daughters." The beast just blinked at Bakmah.

“Would Daemon be my mother? I came from her, but there is no father.”

"If you want to look at it that way, then yes, she is." The drake turned back to his own father. "Come on, I want to hurry up and figure out what is wrong with me and hope it's not pregnancy." She just nodded and let Bakmah take the lead, following close behind him.

"Well, nice to see you, Bakmah. And you as well, nameless beast of Daemon." said Volcanic as the two approached him, the dragon not taking his eyes off his work. "What is it I can do for you?"

"I would like you to explain what is wrong with me." said Bakmah as he looked up at his father. "I feel like I'm in heat and I can barely remember anything. Daemon thinks I'm either sick or...."

"Or pregnant with your brothers child, yes, I was listening in." Volcanic stared at a star for a moment. "You aren't pregnant, that is for sure. I checked on your way in. However, you aren't sick either."

The drake sighed slightly. "Any idea what is wrong?"

The elder dragon paused for a moment. "Daemon wasn't far off the first time."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that diving in and out of her soul is doing something, just not as extreme as destroying or altering memories." He paused. "As you dig deeper and spend more time in her soul, you will start feeling more foreign feelings and have memories that are not yours. They are Daemon's feelings and memories, explaining why you feel the need to have sex like a mare in heat."

"So, we are forming a bond?"

"Not quite. The only thing you share is memories and feelings, but she can't feel your feelings or see your memories, only you can feel and see hers." He stuck his tongue out a bit as he slowly moved a sat into place. "She has not stepped into the sacred domain that is your soul, but you have definitely walked through hers."

"I...guess that helps." The drake shifted. "Thank you. I know I never said that enough when you were alive, but....thank you."

The old dragon chuckled as he turned to them. "You are welcome. None of us made good choices when we were alive, but we have had time here to think about what we have done. It took three hundred years before your brothers even talked to me." Volcanic shook his head and went back to his stars, muttering to himself as he did.

"I think it is time we head back." said Bakmah, walking away from his father.

“I have a name...” A hint of annoyance in the beast’s voice, the first time Bakmah heard it out of its dull monotone.

"He doesn't know everything. The chances are that he looked through my memories and found no name, thus why he called you nameless." said Bakmah as he continued on. The beast growled slightly before taking a step closer to Volcanic.

“I have a name!” She yelled before turning around and following after Bakmah, almost looking like she was sulking.

"And what is it?" Called back Volcanic, looking at them with a soft smile.

The beast said nothing as she quickened her pace to catch up with Bakmah. “I have a name...” She said in barely a whisper when she was next to him.

"I would like to know it." said Bakmah as he turned to her. "I bet it sounds better than the beast."

“It’s...” The beast stopped as she frowned. “It is hard to remember...It is a whisper...” She stared at the starry expanse around them. “Sta...Star...soul. Starsoul. My name is Starsoul.” Bakmah froze, coming to a complete halt. Even Volcanic stopped what he was doing and paid some attention to them.

"Yes. Yes, Daemon is your mother." said Bakmah quietly. The drake took a deep breath. "Well, Starsoul, this is where we part. I need to talk to Daemon about....some things and I believe you still need to work on the pathways."

“Yes. We are busy.” Starsoul seemed to regain her earlier composure, her voice even falling back into its dull tone. “I still have many ways to make.”

"Then I shall leave you to it."

Bakmah slowly opened his eyes, staring up at the ceiling above him. His face remained expressionless as he thought over what had transpired between him and Starsoul. The only thing breaking him out of it was when the mare next to him jumped up making a loud gasp for air.

“The hell was that? You forced me out of my body and I couldn’t get back in!” Daemon breathed heavily. “I am lucky there was no damage to it from being deprived of oxygen that long.”

Bakmah sat there before sitting up. "I somehow brought the beast with me instead...." He closed his eyes. When he opened them, he was glaring at her. "Why didn't you tell me that you bonded your daughter in your own soul?"

“I what?!” The shock was apparent on Daemon’s face before she returned his glare. “There is a fine line between teasing and just being a plain ass, Bakmah.” She set her jaw as she stood up, seeming to stare at him eye to eye even with she shorter stature.

"Then why the hell is her name Starsoul?!" Shouted the drake, standing up himself. "She even has a similar color pattern! She even told me that she came from you, but was not with you when we’re created. Explain to me what else she can be! Explain it to me!"

Daemon opened up her mouth, but no words came out. The mare growled snapped her mouth shut before turning away from Bakmah. “I can’t, but I never did that...I have no memory of ever doing that...”

"And did you have memory of killing that village before I fixed it?"

“That was different. That happened before the destruction of my original body...everything with Starsoul happened after that. I remember her being born, growing up and then growing...old. I remember holding her hoof on her death bed. She said she lived her life with no regrets and I..I said I didn’t want her to die...” Daemon shook her head. “I can’t remember...I have no memory for weeks after that...”

"That's because you choose not to remember." said the drake softly. "You don't know it, but you don't want to remember. And from what I saw, I understand why..."

Daemon slowly looked back at Bakmah. “Why?”

"You just watched your only child die of something she shouldn't be able to die from. No one is in their right state of mind for a while after that. I couldn't think or work properly for a month after....." He shook his head. "You didn't want her to die, and you tried to make sure she didn't."

Daemon sat down and placed a hoof on her chest. “And she is not. Not really.” A slight smile formed on Daemon’s lips. “How is my Starsoul doing?”

Bakmah looked away as he swallowed the lump in his throat. "She doesn't look like a pony, or any other creature. She has few emotions and doesn't seem to remember anything past getting in there." He took a deep breath. "Daemon, I hate to tell that you succeeded, but failed. She is alive, but....I doubt she is the same." said Bakmah softly.

“But she is alive...” Daemon nodded slowly. “Yes. I could find some way to make a good body for her. One that won’t fail. One that can’t grow old. Yes, I have developed my skill. I could do this.”

"And you would force someone who was content to live her final hours and die peacefully to live a life they were not meant to?" Asked Bakmah sternly. "I love you and I understand how painful it must be, but I doubt she would approve of any of this."

“She was a unicorn before, that is a good place to start. I won’t just be able to use regular materials. I have to find something better. Of higher quality. I could use an original alicorn body, but that would mean Celestia or Luna would have to give theirs up, one way or another...”

SLAP

Bakmah stared at her as he brought his arm back down. "She is dead, Daemon. Her soul lives, but she is dead. The Starsoul in there is not the Starsoul you knew. The Starsoul you knew would not like you doing this." He stepped back, putting half the room between them. "No matter what you do, you won't get her back. Her soul was not made to live longer than she did."

When Daemon turned to Bakmah, all he could see in her eyes and face was pure, unfiltered rage. The unicorn’s horn lit up with a violent crimson that arced off her horn. He did not know what spell she was preparing, but from the magic that was flowing around them, he could tell it wasn’t good for him or the mare herself.

But the spell never came, Daemon’s horn sputtering out just as quickly as it was lit. Bakmah could see every emotion just drain from the mare’s face before she went limp and flopped on the bed.

Bakmah cursed as he ran to the bed. He hesitated a bit before getting up on the bed with her. "Daemon? Damnit." The drake thought hard, trying to figure out what he should do. He ended up placing his head in his claws in frustration.

"Just had to bring her up didn't you?" muttered the drake as he flopped down next to her. "Now what do I do?"

“When she was little, Starsoul said wanted to grow up to be just like me. To be just like her mother. She held onto this dream, even when she grew into a fine mare. I could tell by then. I could see inside her. That flame of life growing older instead of just maturing. But I let her cling to that dream until I just couldn’t bear it anymore. She didn’t speak with me for two years...It seems so short of time to us but when you know they only have so long in this world...two years is just too long.”

"Elthin had similar dreams. Just like every child." said Bakmah softly. "Us parents let them live that dream for as long as we can. But sometimes, not all the time, but sometimes, we parents destroy those dreams. You told your daughter the truth, I prevented my son from ever being able to live his dreams."

“Us parents are a curse upon our children...” Daemon took a deep breath. “She doesn’t even look like a pony?”

"Ponies usually don't have claws and scars running across their body." He sighed. "While we are a curse, we are also what our children are most grateful for, even after all the bumps in the road. He still hates me for what I had done, but Elthin will still sit and talk to me when we get the chance. Just the other night we talked about you."

“Yeah. I guess all we can do is give our children all the love we can.” Daemon let out a deep sigh and smiled. “We do that and hope that will be enough for them to forgive us and love us back.” Bakmah watched the mare smile for a moment before it started to change. Her lips curved downward and she narrowed her eyes before looking at Bakmah. Her face had no hint of amusement on it, him only reading as much seriousness as Daemon could muster.

“You rutted my daughter!”