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Alone (M!DB/Romlyn) (37/?)

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The beast considered travelling across the country and trying to stop the impending end of the world a monumental waste of time when he had a bitch waiting for him back at Whiterun who would spread his legs for him.

Right now it wanted to drag Romlyn up to Jorrvaskr to claim him in front of his pack, so that everyone knew whom he belonged to. When he had entered his house and seen that Romlyn had the gall to wear clothes, the beast had been confused and irritated: Why wasn't he naked, why wasn't he on his hands and knees, why wasn't he wet and ready for him?

Why were they just standing there when they could be fucking? They should just send the puny, whiny human girl away and make lots of real puppies instead.

It was disturbing.

He had been glad when the beast had recognized Romlyn as its mate and not mere prey, since that had been the only reason the dunmer had survived his first encounter with the wolf. But now he just wanted this madness to stop.

They were jealous of each other, of the other being they shared their body with, didn't want the other to touch Romlyn. They both thought the dunmer could only belong to one of them.

Serano knew the very idea was ridiculous but he knew that the dunmer had enjoyed what the animal had done to him, at least to a certain extent; things the altmer couldn't do because they were physically impossible. The thought that Romlyn could be comparing his performance to that of the wolf was always present, and he didn't like it one bit.

He had considered it an insult when Romlyn had admitted that he wanted to be fucked by the animal; it made him feel inferior, and his dragon soul found it hard to cope with that feeling.

Besides, it was difficult enough to deny the animal even without Romlyn's additional encouragement. Serano had kept his distance, had tried to avoid the dunmer ever since so the wolf wouldn't get any ideas, but that hadn't helped much.

If he didn’t find a way to deal with this he would have to lift this curse altogether, even though the dragon despaired at the very thought of relinquishing such an incredible power.

He had far too many monsters living in his head by now.

Every day it got harder to hold onto what he thought was his original personality. He had always figured it would be the power-hungry dragons that would eventually make him snap, but as it stood the horny dog would be enough to push him over the edge.

Now he felt that familiar stirring again, just much more potent because the dunmer was right there in front of him and the beast smelled that Romlyn had missed him. There were just two thoughts in his head, the want and its denial, the just bend him over a table already and the don't give in, no matter what.

He couldn't have possibly said how long he just stood there, contemplating whether or not he should let a giant black dog rape his spouse, or how long he would have continued to stand there, unmoving, barely breathing, if no one had dragged him back from his own dark thoughts.

"You chose to adopt Runa, now you have to take care of her. Talk to your daughter."

Interesting. Apparently his little slut wasn't as submissive as he thought.

He shouldn't have given in to him after their recent fight; he had no intention of letting those little acts of defiance become a regular occurrence, since most of his mind disapproved of them.

The wolf was just irritated that Romlyn was still clothed; the dragon recognized his words as disobedience and wanted to crush the mortal that dared defy them.

Serano just grinned.

"Fine, I'll try. But I can't promise anything."