The Flavor of Drake Berries

	Dreylen’s muzzle was split into a grin as he looked over his establishment, the Dragon Whiskers brewery. It always amazed him that he had followed his passion to this point. Granted, being a giant warehouse he had to convert and sink his entire savings into had been a huge risk but the pay off was well worth it. Taking inspiration from his roots as an eastern dragon, the brewery was modeled after asian culture with tatami mats, cushions and low tables all present. He had added some private rooms further in the back, taking up the area that wasn’t the pantry and kitchen or the way into the cooler. The black dragon shook himself out of his stupor of thinking, his whiskers swaying gently. He lightly stroked them as he rumbled, the silver fuzz on the end a contrast to the sensitive appendage. Dreylen yawned, his jowls clicking shut afterwards, the upper part of his muzzle black and the jaw a silver. It was a trend that continued over him, silver running down his neck and into his clothing. Only the dragon and his lovers knew where it ended.
	A clawed hand came up to stroke between his curved horns, running through his dull orange mane of hair. His ears flicked as he brushed against the few extra horns growing from his back. It made wearing clothing a hassle but Dreylen was accustomed to it at this point. Though a bigger problem was his massive wings, the oddity about him that had ostracized him from many of his peers. Fully black on the outside, the membrane on the inside was silver. They ruffled as the eastern dragon repositioned himself, his thick tail curling about itself and the furry tail fluke of his tickling his scales. Using the claws on his digitigrade  feet, he scratched at an itch on his other leg. Today was pretty slow and it made Dreylen antsy. His emerald gaze turned to his partner, who was currently cleaning a mug from behind the bar counter. The eastern always admired the panda, Nistrian.
	It had been a chance meeting when Dreylen had been contemplating buying the warehouse. Nistrian was new and looking for an opportunity and Dreylen was in need of someone to help him run his establishment. The eastern took care of the finances and together the two had, shakily, opened up their business. Half a year in and they had taken off splendidly, even with their semi-remote location. They were outside of the city so they could accommodate all patrons and have any of the lewd acts that took place be a violation of any sort.  Fingers snapped in front of Dreylen’s face as the eastern was brought back to the present by Nistrian. The two-color eyed panda jerked his head to the entrance and the black dragon turned his head to look at the new arrival. Ears perking up, Dreylen saw an old friend of his coming in.
	In ducked a drake by the name of Nerian. Forest green scales coated his outer body while a lighter pastel green ran from jaw to underbelly to tail. His heavy thumps brought him closer as the black dragon wondered around the bar to greet the forest drake. Neri’s muzzle, sporting horns along the jawline as well as above his ears, split into a grin as he was greeted.
	“Welcome, Nerian.”
	“Dreylen! It’s been ages.”
	Dreylen smiled, his emerald eyes staying on the drake’s own lighter colored green orbs. “It has! What brings you in.”
	The forest drake moved a foreleg up to the pouch dangling from his neck. “Food and drink of course!” 
	The eastern dragon nodded and turned, gesturing for Neri to follow. “Come, come. Nistrian! Get me some food and booze for my friend here!”
	The panda put the glass down and went into the backroom to do so as the black dragon led his forest drake friend into a more private room. He opened the door and allowed Nerian to move in first, watching the tail sway as the big drake walked. Dreylen enjoyed the leaves that sprouted from the forest drake, running from head to tail, no wings to hide it from view. A flush came to the eastern’s face as he remembered how nice it felt to touch it intimately. Shaking himself a bit, Dreylen put the smile back on and went about raising the table and preparing the room a little more for the feral company. It was one of the reasons he had gotten the place out of the city, to let feral creatures come and enjoy themselves as well provided they brought money or items worth value. Having sat, Neri immediately dug into his pouch and pulled out a smaller one that he placed on the table, nosing it to Dreylen.
	“I hope this will cover it.”
	The black dragon briefly peered into the bag. Drake berries. These salmon colored berry clusters were highly valued for food and alchemist purposes, and forest drakes didn't part with them easily in most cases. With a grin, Dreylen nodded. “This’ll be enough for a meal and drink.”
	Nerian’s tail lightly swayed back and forth as Nistrian brought in a large jug, a small cup for the eastern and a large bowl for the drake. Dreylen dipped his cup into the liquid before pouring some into Neri’s dish. Once he had, the drake leant down and lapped at it as the black dragon took a drink of his own. The burn of alcohol wasn’t new to Dreylen, though it did still make him cough. The first one was always the hardest. Nerian, though, took it even better as he warbled to the taste. A strange noise, the eastern thought, but one that wasn’t unpleasant.
	“What brings you here Neri?”
	The drake stopped his lapping to look at Dreylen. “I heard of a place for ferals to eat and drink. Wanted to see it.”
	Nodding, the eastern drained his cup and refilled it. Already he could feel the effects of his drink. Heat flooded his body. He better pace himself a little better, since Nerian was quite larger than he was. Though with the way he was slurping down the drink, maybe it wouldn’t take long for Neri to be under the table, so to speak.
	“I have been experimenting with something you’d like, Neri.”
	That got the drake’s attention well. His head tilted and his ears splayed cutely. “Oh? Do share!” His tail was wagging again.
	“It’s a vegetable curry, using some new ingredients and supplements.”
	“So I can try it now?!” Nerian was practically bouncing in his place. And as if on cue, Nistrian walked in with a cart, pushing a large dish of curry and vegetables steaming. The leaf drake was drooling slightly as the platter was place din front of him. He ducked his head and started to eagerly eat the meal as Dreylen watched, grinning. Well, even if Neri wasn’t too picky with food, it was still nice to see him going at it. Time seemed to fly as they talked about food, ate in Neri’s case and drank more. The eastern stopped intaking much after the second cup, just keeping an eye on the ever growing drunk drake across from him. At a pause in the conversation, the leaf drake eyed the table and cut himself off.
	“What is it Neri?”
	“I think I overdid it.”
	Three jugs were empty on the table and the two plates were all that remained besides the odd bit of rice here and there. Dreylen had noticed after the first jug was depleted how much Neri was consuming. It would definitely push him back financially, to say the least. Nerian whined softly.
	“I don’t have anything elshe to pay with.”
	“It’s ok Neri.”
	The drake shook his head, nearly falling over from the action as he shoved a leg out to hold him steady. “B-but payment!” He hiccuped afterwards.
	A thought went through the black dragon’s head. Grinning lightly, he nodded. “Ok, I think I have an idea. I”ll be back in a moment.” Standing, the eastern quickly went out of the room and headed for his own residence in the establishment. Getting in, he opened a drawer and pulled out a nearly blank piece of paper. Scribbling on it with a pen, he grabbed an inkwell and headed back towards the room Nerian was in. Opening the door, Dreylen saw the leaf drake sprawled out on the floor, his tongue sticking out as he breathed through his nostrils. Chuckling a bit, the black dragon came in and Neri groaned out as he got back up. Placing the paper and ink down, he unstoppered the bottle and tapped it.
	“This is a light contract for you to do any work I deem needed to repay me. Is that acceptable?”
	The drake nodded over enthusiastically before blanching at the movement. Taking a moment, Neri dipped a claw into the bottle after missing it a few times and proceeded to write his name on the paper. Once it was, Dreylen picked it up along with the ink and berries and left momentarily to hand them to Nistrian after calling for him. Glancing back over the drake, the eastern was contemplating what he could ask of Nerian before a thought came to mind. Maybe it was his light buzz or his irritating libido but a wolfish grin appeared on his face.
	“Neri, would you like to start working now?”
	The drake tilted his head, one ear upright and the other back and angled. He nodded again, this time easier as to not rattle his already hazy mind. The black dragon beckoned Neri to follow him as he led the leaf drake out of his shop and around the back. While Dreylen did accommodate feral in a lot of ways, the internal entrance to the brews was too small and the large bay doors needed to be open. Thankfully, the eastern kept his keys in his pocket to unlock them. A single switch was flipped and dim light flooded the area. It was weak light, for many reasons as Nerian was led into the room. Nistrian had appeared through the inside door, moving around the area to get some of the gear prepped.
	“What’sh he doing?” The leaf drake squinted, the low light and alcohol impairing his normal eyesight.
	“He’s getting what we need ready to tap your drake berries.”
	There was a rattling as chains were moved, a cuff at the end and Nistrian placed it around Neri’s front leg once he was pulled further in and was in place. Nerian lightly shook it about as he got another on his other leg. “Why’sh I cuffed?” He hiccuped.
	“Don’t want you moving around too much.”
	The glazed, confused look sobered a little as his back legs were spread with a bar and chained down as well. Wiggling, the leaf drake couldn’t move his rear legs at all and his front ones got slack only if he lowered himself down some. Then Nistrian wheeled over a machine Dreylen was all too familiar with, having used it himself from time to time. It was left aside for the moment, the panda taking cues from the black dragon while the eastern grinned and assisted with sliding over an empty tub of sorts. After that, the lightly flushed Nistrian excused himself and left back to the main area of the place. That left Dreylen alone with Nerian.
	“I don’t undershtand. What’sh with all thish?”
	The black dragon grinned widely, rubbing Neri’s side. “Neri, there’s more than one type of drake berry.”
	“There ish?” The leaf drake was able to still move his neck and head, to look around at Dreylen. The eastern turned and slowly walked his way back with his hand dragging along the smooth scaled hide.
	“Oh yes, there are external, which you gave to me. And internal, which i’ll be harvesting from.” Once the black dragon had reached Nerian’s rear leg, he lightly turned and let his hand slap on the flank. Neri tensed a bit from it, his face a puzzle before it clicked in his addled mind. His flush deepened as he spoke.
	“O-oh.”
	“Oh indeed.” Dreylen grin slyly as he let his tongue slide up along the flank, feeling the light trembling there as Nerian let out a small rumble. Knowing that this would get messy, the eastern stepped back and made a small show to the watching drake as he took off his jacket and shirt. His hands rubbed along his silver-touched chest, one fluffing the large spot of hair between his pectorals. Then his pants and jockstrap came off, his half hard dick swinging free as he let a hand scratch through his thick bush. He cupped his balls, which had a tuft of hair down the middle before he grinned at Neri. Inhaling, the arousal of the leaf drake was obvious. Returning to the bound drake, the black dragon got near the edge of the tub, kneeling underneath the standing Nerian so he could get to the slit between the legs. 
	The vent was engorged a bit from desire and Dreylen didn’t waste time with letting his tongue run up over it. A keening rumble came from Neri as said leaf drake watched, the pink tip of his dick emerging. The black dragon switched his tongue’s attention to it, licking and coiling about it as the thick shaft pushed out. His hands were not idle, moving up for one to tease the length while the other played with the flesh about and in the slit itself. Nerian let out a groan as he got fully hard, trying to thrust but only getting a light push from being bound as he was. The eastern chuckled at it, letting this fingers play with the slightly more sensitive nubs on the cock’s underside
	“There we are. Hope you’re ready.”
	Neri whined a little before moaning out. The black dragon’s fingers lightly tugged and twisted the spines as he lapped between them. He followed this by suckling on a few of them while his fingers ghosted along the sides of the dick. Nerian shook from it and moaned deeper as Dreylen moved onto the next part. The eastern was focusing on the pointed head, his fingers playing with the edges of the rim while his tongue flicked the cumslit and circled the tip. Sometimes he’d dip in and suck on the tip itself, swallowing the pre that gathered on his tongue. The slick appendage then went from tip to base, where his fingers spread the slit a bit and let it dig into Neri’s insides a little. That got a gasp from the leaf drake as he looked back at the black dragon. The earthy scent of Nerian was on the eastern’s tongue and it aroused him greatly. He was rock solid and dripping as it was before he pulled back and slid his tongue up to Neri’s tailhole. It wasn’t quite as powerful but it was earthy too and Dreylen licked his lips before shoving his tongue deep inside.
	Neri tensed up around the invader, though being a large feral meant that even the eastern wouldn’t have much impact. He lapped the insides some though before pulling back. With a sly grin, he returned to his previous spot before wrapping his arms around the pick shaft. Nerian watched before he gasped and moan, feeling as the black dragon used his body to jerk off the large shaft. Having pulled it towards him some, Dreylen was able to use the fuzz on his chest to give a different sensation than the soft scales of his torso. He didn’t just go up and down, he also went side to side and changed where he placed the fur he did have to stimulate the leaf drake the best he could. Now that he wasn’t trying to push forwards, but rather down, Neri was able to use his hips a bit to hump against the eastern’s body, though his rear legs had to bend a bit awkwardly.
	It wasn’t overly long before the leaf drake’s moans and panting were punctuated with growls and the black dragon could feel the shaft grow even harder. With practiced skill, he switched the holding the dick upwards a bit while he let his free hand and his tongue slide up and down over the nubs on the underside. There was a light whimper before a long moan that signaled Nerian’s climax. The large cock pulsed and bulged with seed as it sprayed out and splattered into the tub laid out beneath. Ropes of the leaf drake’s ‘berry’ juice was drained, Dreylen all the while trying to keep him stimulated the best he could. Some of the cum splashed over the rim of the tub as Neri came down from his high and his orgasm tapered. There was a little strand that leaked out and the black dragon leaned forward to get it on his tongue. Salty but sweet too. With a sigh, he let the pink shaft out of his hands. One of his went down to touch his aching arousal and shuddered at the need to blow his own load. His eyes traveled from his dick to the tub and up to the only lightly flagging drake cock. A small, naughty idea grew larger in Dreylen’s head.
	“We’re not finished yet Neri.”
	The eastern stepped back from his bound friend. With a few words in the magic language, his body began to shift. The leaf drake watched, mesmerized, as the black dragon grew and twisted into his own feral form, bigger in height and length to Nerian. Neri let out a cute whimper as Dreylen reached under him, soaking a front paw in the seed that had spilt over the edges. No need to ruin the harvest, after all. With that done, the paw stroked over his aching arousal, making him rumble deep in his chest. That done, he saw the forest drake had lowered his front side a little, trying to push his rear up and that made the eastern smile. Neri let out a whine as Dreylen’s hot breath washed over his rear before gasping and moaning as a tongue lapped at his entrance. The black dragon lapped a few more times before shoving his dexterous tongue into the awaiting tailhole, licking the insides and making Nerian squirm.
	“D-don’t tease!” Neri groaned out, panting and hard again.
	Chuckling, the eastern obliged and removed his tongue, hopping up onto the leaf drake’s back. He shuffled forward, getting his paws back on the ground next to Neri’s own as his cock prodded at the mounds of flesh that were green flanks. Dreylen kept shifting his legs and hips, pushing forwards and retreating until finally his cock head pressed into a soft spot. With Nerian tensing under him, the black dragon knew he had found the mark and applied more pressure. A long, deep rumble ran through him as he sunk deep into the forest drake’s tight depths, Neri himself moaning loudly. Inch after inch sank in, the eastern pulling back every so often to his tip to push further in and pleasure them both. It wasn’t long before Dreylen’s balls were snug up against Neri’s slit.
	“Ooooooooh,” Nerian moaned out. He jolted a little as Dreylen nipped and licked along his friend’s neck. He pulled his hips back and plunged back in, slow, and repeated it after grinding a little. In and out, in and out, the black dragon eased the tight walls open, using the leaf drake’s own seed and his pre to soak the walls. Lifting a paw, the eastern stroked over Neri’s belly, reaching back to the jutting shaft and grasping it lightly. The tensing drake under him made him groan, lightly pawing at the length. He felt a dab of pre soak into his paw as the forest drake lowered himself further and tried to spread himself more. Without words, Nerian had asked for more.
	More Dreylen could do. Leaving the cock alone, he once more placed his foot down to properly thrust into the bound dragon. Neri jolted with the shove, gasping, devolving into moans as the black dragon pumped his hips. The wet slurping of a retreating dick that was shoved back in paired with the smacking of balls hitting against Nerian’s base and slit. The eastern licked and nipped all along the forest drake’s neck and ears, as well as his jaw. He would grunt and growl with his groans, the leaf drake a quivering mess of moans and whimpers. He would try to push back into the thrusts only to be caught on the equipment holding him in place. It was cute to the black dragon. Though as the smell of sex surrounded the two, Dreylen was getting lost in the haze of mating. His paw, which had been shifting from helping him thrust and pleasing his friend found it’s was to the floor, scratching it as he powered harder into every pump of his hips. He shifted a little higher and Nerian clenched all the harder, choking on a gasp. They were both on edge, the black dragon’s balls tensing up.
	It was the leaf drake that went over first. With a deep, long moan, his body tensed up and he shot his load again into the tub beneath him. Dreylen wasn’t fully interested in that at the current moment, instead shuddering from the spasming insides milking his dick. A few more thrusts and he bit down onto Neri’s neck, not enough to break scale but enough to hurt. It kept his roaring muffled as he hilted and shot ropes of his thick seed deep into his friend’s ass. They both panted while climbing off of their respective high clouds. Neri slumped forward, his chest fully resting on the ground now with the tub digging into it. The eastern didn’t really want to, but he slowly slid out of the oozing tail hole, shivering from over stimulation. With a sigh of discontent over the cold on his cock, he pushed aside the tub, careful of it’s contents. Then he unhooked the spreader bar and made sure the forest drake didn’t just collapse. Though from the snoring, Dreylen might as well not have bothered. Shifting back, the tired black dragon sighed and went to work pushing the tub of drake seed over to the refrigerator. Don’t want that to spoil, after all, with all the ‘trouble’ it takes to get it. A small smile formed on his muzzle, thinking of all the sweet drinks and savory foods he’d be able to make with this batch. The smile widened as he picked up his clothes, knowing he’d be able to get a couple more batches from his friend due to the contract and maybe even after as a trade. There was a lot of drake berry sap that would need harvesting, but first, a nap!