Pain. It coursed through Bakmah's chest like a raging fire as he woke from Luna's Dream Realm. He let out a pained roar as he resisted the urge to grab onto his chest.

The spot next to him on the bed shifted and Daemon was instantly standing over top of him, examining him. She bit her lip as she look over him before summoning the first aid kit once again.

"Hold on, let me see." She placed a hoof on the drakes stomach and held him down as her magic unwound the bandages from his chest. The scales around the break were purple and swollen up, causing the drake his discomfort. Daemon cursed and summon a water basin with cubes of ice inside, dipping the bandages in it.

"Does it feel better with the bandages off?" Asked the mare, receiving a nod in return. "Good. I'll put them on looser this time but they will be cold, as to help with the swelling." said Daemon as she lifted the drake off the bed.

"That changeling was pretty good, you know." said Bakmah, trying to start a conversation. "Was almost a perfect. Coat, mane, personality could have used a tweak. The only thing he didn't seem to capture was your eyes." said Bakmah with a grin. Daemon blinked before going back to apply the bandages, mumbling about dragon's being woozy off healing spells, a blush adorning her cheeks.

"There," she said, setting him back on the bed. "Don't strain yourself and you'll be fine by the evening." said Daemon as she started to place the covers over him once again. A claw stopped them before they reached waist level.

"I want you in bed with meh." slurred the drake. Daemon took note not to give the dragon too much of a healing spell in the future.

"Can't, Bakksy. Have things to do." said Daemon, stepping away from the bed and walking over to the door. There was a snap before she tripped and fell to the floor. She looked back to find the red silk wrapped around her hooves and Bakmah's claw raised in the snapping position.

"But I dun want ya ta go." said Bakmah with a pout. Daemon wiggled her way out of the blanket before backing away to the door with a blush.

"I have to. Just stay here and I will be back in a few hours." said Daemon, inching towards the door as it slowly creeped open. Back raised his claw again, prompting Daemon to jump out the door and close it behind her as a blanket hurled itself at the door.

"Why don't you love me?!" Shouted a muffled voice from the other side of the door. Daemon sighed before disappearing from existence.

Dark. Night maybe? There were no stars to back that claim. That and no breeze to prove it either. Bakmah lifted his head, only to be assaulted with a bout of dizziness. “You woke up...” The drake turned his head to the voice, finding a small area being illuminated by the flickering light of a candle.

Daemon sat in the light. There was something off about her, but the candle failed to show it. The darkness that swallowed them was unnatural, preventing any sort of night vision. “I was wondering when you were going to wake up again. I feared I may have had to sit here all night, watching over you like this.”

"The hell is going on?" Asked Bakmah, shifting nervously in his laying position. The room suddenly flooded with light, but somehow did not hurt his eyes. It was like the room had never been darkened in the first place.

It became apparent what was off with Daemon. She was wearing some sort of outfit. Bakmah’s pulse quickened as it didn’t take long to figure out what kind. A maid’s outfit.

Daemon began walking over to Bakmah, the frilly white hem of the dress too short to hide Daemon’s flank, instead showing it off perfectly. The fishnet stockings she wore muffled half her steps as she came up to the bed.

“I’ve been thinking on what you said to me earlier.” said Daemon as she put her forehooves on the bed. “I have been thinking of the benefits, the consequences, and the whole thing in every aspect I could. I only came up with two questions.” Daemon hopped up on the bed with the drake, staring him in the eye. “Why should I love you, Bakksy, and do you think you could handle it?”

Bakmah stammered, his brain catching up with the situation at hand and the questions within. He shook his head slightly before asking himself the same question that was presented to him. Why?

"I can't say. I don't know your preferences or anything else. I don't even know how much you know about me besides being reserved." He paused. "That is more of your choice then it is mine."

Daemon chuckled. “Good. I was hoping for that kind of answer. I have lived for a long time. I will not give love so flippantly. Not without much consideration. You’d do best to remember this.” Daemon let out a deep breath. “But enough of such a subject. I am not wearing this outfit for no reason.”

There was the sloshing of water as a bucket was levitated up and set on the bed. Daemon reached in it, bringing up and wringing a sponge until it was sufficiently damp. “That little fight you had has left you quite messy. While I have cleaned your wound, the rest still needs a good washing.”

"I seriously can't tell if you wore that either to wash me or to give me the biggest cock tease ever." said Bakmah with a blush. Daemon just wiggled her flank as she drew the sponge across his stomach.

“I guess you can say a bit of both.” She said as she lifted the sponge up, showing the grime she wiped off. “You can’t say you don’t enjoy this. I know for a fact you do.” Daemon grinned mischieviously as she began rubbing the sponge in little circles against his inner thigh.

Bakmah let out a soft groan as he placed a claw on Daemon’s head, slowly guiding it between his legs. It was quickly smacked away with magic. “Bakksy...” Daemon stared at the drake’s unsheathed cock before giving it a small flick with her tongue. “Work before play.” Daemon winked at Bakmah before getting to work on cleaning him with the sponge.

Daemon got up and straddled the drake, letting his erection sit against her haunches. She hummed as she began washing his upper half, not at all shy about letting her moist slit rub up and down the length of his cock as she cleaned.

Just as the cock tease was about to be too much, Daemon stopped. “This half is done.” The mare lifted herself up and scooted down his body until she was straddling his tail. She laid her head bobbed close enough to his exposed member, he could feel her breath on it.

“You are such a dirty dragon. When was the last time you had a proper cleaning like this?” Daemon’s lips were a mere inch from repeating the other day’s action, yet she held back.

"W-why did you stop?" Asked Bakmah, his voice shaking with anticipation. Daemon laughed as she began to sponge the drake’s hind legs.

“You must not have been paying attention. I told you work before play, Bakksy. I like my lover’s well groomed.” She stopped to stare up at him. “You didn’t think I have no standards, did you? I am not going to rutt any dirty little thing that comes waltzing by. Silly dragon.” Daemon booped his cock with her nose before getting back to washing his lower half.

Daemon was actually very thorough with her cleaning, making sure his scales on his legs were spotless before scooting down his tail a bit more. She stopped, however, and just seemed to stare between his legs.

“What are you doing?” There was a certain edge in his voice due to the strenuous teasing he has been given. No sooner had the question left his mouth did vines come out of the bed, wrapping around his extremities and preventing him from moving much more than his head.

“What the hell?!” said Bakmah as he jerked at the vines, their grip like steel cables. He stopped as he felt a hoof brushing near the base of his tail. “W-what are you doing?”

“I was just admiring at what a cute little ass you have, Bakksy.” Daemon smiled as she removed herself from his tail, slowly creeping up the bed.

“And I had to be tied down for you to do that?!”

Daemon shook her head. “No, not for that...” Daemon gave the drake a light peck on the nose before positioning herself to where he would be staring at her belly if not for the she was wearing. “I have a question for you though.”

“And what would that be?” Bakmah glared at her, but was unable not to watch as she slowly slid a hoof down to the hem of her dress. “Does it explained why I am tied up?”

The question brought a grin to Daemon’s face. “I was just wondering...” The unicorn slowly started to pull the dress up. “If I had a dick, would you suck it?” She raised the dress, revealing a sizable equine cock that had definitely not been there the other night.

"I..how?" The drake stared at the cock with wide eyes. He turned his gaze upward to see Daemon looking down expectantly. He bit his lip before parting his jaw and closing his eyes, waiting for her to begin.

“I take that as a yes.” Daemon said as she put the tip of her newly acquired sex to his lips, slowly pushing into into his mouth. She let out a low moan as the drake began to bob his head. “As for how...don’t think of it. Just enjoy it for what it is.”

Daemon put a hoof on his head as she felt his rough tongue run against the underside of her member, letting out a louder moan than before. “You are quite good for being a virgin...” Daemon watched him for a bit more before pushing on his head. “Alright, that’s good enough.”

Bakmah looked up at the mare in confusion before opening his maw wide enough to allow her exit. Daemon smirked as she slowly travelled down his body. a blush grew on his cheeks as he slowly realized what she exactly had planned beyond a blowjob.

“Y-you’re not actually going to do that, are you?” Asked Bakmah as the mare stopped just over his tail, her member hovering over his anus.

“I had very much planned on it, Bakksy. You did a nice job getting all wet. Should go in nicely if you relax.” Daemon pressed the tip against the tight little ring of muscle at the base of his tail. “Don’t worry. I am not going to break you. I still want to have much more fun with you after this.”

“But why my ass?!” Exclaimed the drake.

“Because it’s cute and I want it. I enjoy a lover who would give me their all, just as I would give them mine. But...if you would rather this end here, I can stop.” Daemon began to stroke the drake’s shaft, giving him a knowing smile.

“I...no. Just...let me get used to it.” said the drake, setting his head on the pillow.

Daemon giggled. “You don’t have anything to get used to. Not yet anyways.” Daemon took ahold of her own magically grown cock and began moving it in small circle, almost as if she was massaging his anus with her tip.

“Alright, I’m ready.” said Bakmah, taking a deep breath to relax himself the best he could. His claws gripped the vines in anticipation.

“Alright.” Daemon stopped and began pressing, putting enough force to where the tip of her cock penetrated before she stopped again. “You know, with how wet you got me from sucking, it’s almost like you’re licking your own ass.” chuckled Daemon.

“Please don’t say that ever again. Does the opposite of turn me on.” groaned Bakmah. Daemon just laughed at the dragon’s expense before focusing at the task on hoof.

The unicorn looped her hooves around his legs and pulled herself forward as she slid inch by slow inch into his ass. “Not too much, is it? Almost half way there.”

“I’m fine.” Bakmah grunted. He was surprised that Daemon stretching his ass as she was didn’t hurt like he thought it would. Instead, it felt kind of good how her cock rubbed against his insides. As the medial ring on Daemon’s member began to pass, he felt her mouth clamp down on his own throbbing member. He didn’t even realize how neglected it was until her head was bobbing up and down on it.

He let out a groan. Between Daemon pumping in and out of him and the mare feverishly sucking him off, all that combined with the extended cocktease earlier was bringing him to his climax quickly. “Daemon...”

The unicorn hummed in acknowledgement, not slowing her pace at either end. She smiled as she felt Bakmah’s cock twitch in her mouth before he came. Daemon swallowed spurt after spurt, drinking all the dragon had to offer.

Daemon pulled her mouth off the drake when she could milk no more from him. Using her hoof to wipe what dribbled down her chin, she smiled. “Did I tell you how good you taste?” She continued rocking her hips into him as she stared up at him.

“N-not really. H-have I told you that your endurance amazes me?” Countered the drake.

“Yes. Some have called it...godly.” Panted Daemon, her thrusts getting shorter and quicker. She let her head hang back and gape open. “So tight and warm. You tease the god’s endurance, Bakksy. I don’t know how much longer I can hold back.”

“Already?” Asked Bakmah with a smirk. “I barely had time to get used to the feeling.” he teased.

Daemon blushed. “S-shush. I have to get used to using one of these again.” Daemon let out a loud moan. “I can’t...I’m coming!” Daemon gave a final few thrusts before she hilted in the drake, letting loose a long torrent of her seed deep into him.

Her fluids began to leak from her original sex as she continued to cum, the warmth of it spreading as it filled him, the mare showing no signs of stopping. Daemon began making little thrusts, it only causing the excess to leak out and doing nothing to staunch the flow.

It was until Daemon had thoroughly fill Bakmah’s insides until her seemingly endless flow of cum started to slow. She fell into the drake, panting as her magically made member continued to plug his lower hole. “It’s been decades...upon decades...since I’ve came like that.”

Bakmah just frowned and poked at his lower belly. “Was it really needed to keep coming inside?" Asked the drake.

Daemon nodded with half lidded eyes. “Entirely. Why complain now, though? You didn’t while I was doing it.” The vines holding him finally released their grip. Daemon pulled out of him, taking a moment to look at her handiwork before climbing up on Bakmah. By the time she straddled his belly, her magical member was gone.

“You showed me something today, Bakksy, and earned my trust. You let me have of you any way I wanted, and thus earned to have any way of me that you want.” Daemon yawned and smiled. “But I may have keep you up when i shouldn’t have. You are suppose to be resting and recovering.”

The drake released a yawn. "I'm still using my magic to heal myself in the morning." said Bakmah, nuzzling up into the pillow.

“Oh? All ready for bed? I was wondering if you wanted to do to me what I just did to you. Oh well. Goodnight, little one.” said Daemon, planting a small kiss on the drakes cheek. Bakmah blushed before smiling and pulling the mare closer with one arm as Luna's Realm took him.